Jade Gate Fortress.

At this moment, in the Yumen Fortress, the ammunition of all goblin artillery is about to run out, and there is not much ammunition left for goblin weapons at close range, and the magic crystals needed for the magic crystal cannon are almost exhausted.

The ammunition is already empty.

The defensive firepower of the entire Yumen Fortress began to fall like an avalanche!

A cannon port in the walls of the fortress.

Several gunners, a few minutes ago, had already fired the last goblin shell, and in addition to the empty ammunition box, they only had half a box of goblin machine gun magic bullets left, and there was not much use of close-range goblin weapons.

Those bullets were all left over after they were used when they were climbed up the wall by the Eater Ant or the Summoned Beast. Basically, no player in the African region can touch them, and it is impossible for them to touch them easily, and the power of artillery is not for display.

But now......

"Bahh

The middle-aged gunner's uncle, whose face was stained with gunsmoke, lit the cigarette in his mouth, exhaled comfortably, and leaned against the gun carriage of the goblin artillery.

Level, level 150, the highest level that an ordinary person can reach.

Ranking more than 90 million, it seems to be not bad.

"Whew" skillfully spat out a smoke ring.

"That's it." Uncle Artilleryman muttered to himself with a sigh.

The rest didn't speak, just looked at the ground in front of them, and didn't know what to think anymore with their heads down.

Silent, all silent.

Their rankings are also more than 90 million.

It seems to be a safe number, and there is no real ranking in red.

But actually......

They all know very well that if Huaxia loses in this national war and finally divides the quota of their Huaxia region to the African region and the Asian region, then their ranking of more than 90 million is just a joke.

Even if they tried to the end, there was still nothing.

If Huaxia loses, they lose.

They want to keep trying, but how much room is there? Skillfully handled artillery has run out of ammunition, and can they use their obviously unsightly combat ability to fight in close combat? If they could, they wouldn't have come to such a dangerous muzzle to operate the artillery.

In fact, this kind of place can be easily used as a target for enemy archers, and a burst arrow will be completely destroyed.

"Do the lads smoke? The best cigarettes were bought with the last money last month. Uncle Gunner asked, looking at the depressed young men.

"What are you smoking, we're all about to lose." A younger boy with his hands on his knees, his head almost buried in his knees.

The artilleryman's hand holding the cigarette trembled slightly, and he did not continue to say anything.

The rest of the group didn't respond, but remained silent, except for a slight shift to move closer to the wall.

Just as he was about to take back the cigarette case, a female player rushed from the corner, grabbed the cigarette and the cigarette, and stuffed it back into Uncle Artilleryman's hand. In the somewhat stunned expression of the gunner, the gunner crouched in the corner again, and lit the cigarette with fire magic.

He took a sharp puff like an uncle, and then choked and coughed, but after coughing, he continued to smoke the next cigarette

Choked again, again and again......

Her hand with the smoke was shaking, and tears seeped out of the corners of her eyes, I don't know if it was choked by the cigarette or something else.

The atmosphere seemed to be heavy again.

The gunner's uncle smiled far-fetchedly, and put away the cigarette case himself.

At this time.

There was a cacophony outside the muzzle, and they knew what it was.

Didn't look.

The man at the muzzle, with a look of lovelessness, casually glanced out of the muzzle, and then took out his weapon in a dull manner.

A long knife, a level 130 dark gold weapon, there is still a little notch on it, it looks like it has been used for a long time, and it has not been repaired recently.

Picked up the knife and tried to put it on his neck, slightly attracting the attention of the others,

But then, as if he had thought about it, he did not press the knife down, but put it on his knees, and closed his eyes as if waiting for fate to come. Leaning against the wall, he clearly heard the noise approaching outside, and he didn't react anymore.

The rest of the people also silently took out their weapons, or picked up the goblin weapon next to them, and began to wait silently.

The final wait......

……

……

Fortress high above the walls.

Everyone clenched their weapons and looked at the battlefield under their feet, and at this moment, the towering fortress walls hundreds of meters high did not bring them the slightest comfort.

The weapon's hands were trembling, and his forehead was covered with snowflakes, which were nervous sweat mixed with snowflakes. Rapid breathing, frequent white weapons formed in front of their eyes, and the cold ice and snow stimulated their nerves.

Behind them.

There are also players who are prepared, almost in the same state, except that they can't see the approaching army of devouring ants and summoned beasts, let alone the army of players in the African region behind, who are slowly maintaining a formation and advancing towards this side.

All they could hear was the cacophony of voices that were slowly approaching their hearts.

The last battle is over......

……

The sky is gradually getting darker.

It's almost evening, and I don't know if they'll make it to the evening, or maybe they'll be able to make it to the evening.

Can it be at all? They don't know, and they don't want to know now.

Because there is no time to think, or there is no energy, no time to think!

They don't know what they're thinking in their heads, it's confusing anyway!

I don't know what I'm thinking, I just know how to hold my weapon tightly!

Hold on to your weapons to the death!

Only by holding the weapon in your hand can you give a little comfort to your heart and calm yourself down a little.

There was still the staccato roar of artillery in their ears, which was their last pillar of mind, and if there was no sound at all that, only the approaching cacophony, they felt like they might go crazy and collapse.

That abyssal pressure is crushing their last nerves!

A sense of despair grows in my heart.

This last pressure.

……

……

Airspace.

Lan Xue and the phoenix were hovering above them at the moment, hovering over their heads as the strongest combat force, hoping to give them encouragement.

But it seems to ......

It didn't have much effect.

"Hey, aren't we going to say something? None of them are in good shape. Nebula Longbow took the initiative to inquire about this kind of thing this time.

"Is there anything else to say, I can't think of it anyway, maybe fighting with all your strength and showing a stronger posture is the best encouragement and comfort for them." Hantan.

"Words of comfort don't work anymore, and now everyone knows that we have run out of ammunition, and the last reliance is gone." Lan Xue also understood.

The potions that enhance and heal them are long gone.

The magic scrolls for support and attack have long been exhausted.

Right now.

Even the goblin weapons, which have always been the biggest reliance of Huaxia, are almost scrapped, and without ammunition, all artillery is just a large piece of scrap metal, which is useless.

"Unexpectedly, I originally thought of many possibilities and struggled with how to use the ancient dragon soul for a long time, but in the end, I had to use it at this time. Zhang Xingyun, do you have any other means over there, take them all out, there is no point in keeping them. Han Tan sighed as he took out the ancient dragon soul.

He's about to show his last strength, and there's nothing left to keep.

"What's more, the Fallen Divine Soldiers have already been used, do you think I look like that kind of hidden profession with a lot of hidden means?" Nebula Longbow asked rhetorically.

"Well, I don't actually have any means to hide, without this ancient dragon soul, I can only open a skill like 'The Last Knight', an ordinary life-burning skill that consumes the current health." Hantan was a little self-deprecating.

"Is there anything else I need to do?" Yayoi's voice suddenly sounded in the ears of the three of them.

He completely covered the realm of the Creation City, and the three of them communicated with Hantan, and they didn't need the channels in the game, just the sound transmission.

"It's nothing, just keep maintaining the intensity of the charged artillery, at least don't let the sound of the cannon roar be cut off, and make sure that every area can be heard at all times. Now our people may listen to this voice in order to make their hearts right. ”

"If even this voice is gone......"

"Maybe they won't even have much thought of resisting."

Hantan roughly knew what the sound of artillery meant now.

"Yayoi, your goblin mecha, you can also use a cannonball with the power of a forbidden spell, can you use it now?" Lan Xue asked.

"That's fine, but to be honest, it won't have much effect, they know that we still have forbidden spells in our hands, and we don't have any areas that are concentrated together. Even if Lan Xue will grow your forbidden spell, it is estimated that it will not have much effect, at most it will be a means to boost morale. Yayoi knows this.

"Well, that's enough, you can release that forbidden cannonball now under the arrangement of President Hantan. But before that, try to empty all your shells as much as possible, which can be regarded as stabilizing the morale of the army on your side, and I will figure out my own way on my side. "Blue snow.

"Okay, just listen to President Hantan's orders." Yayoi.

"What else do you need, Yayoi, since you want to use it now, then find a place with a lot of people or a lot of devouring ants to launch. But a little waiting, waiting for them to launch the first wave of charges, can still hit their offensive momentum and disrupt their rhythm. "Hantan.

"yes, okay." Yayoi.

Now the effect of forbidden spells doesn't seem to be so great.

"Alas, you all have the means, and I have a headache here, so I can only defend it." Nebula Longbow's grumbling voice came.

Looking at the approaching huge army of players, and the tens of millions of world-eater ant legions that were extremely terrifying, they could only complain.

The caution of the African zone is for this moment when everything can be crushed without suspense!

Now it can be said that this is their African and Chinese region.

The Last War is here!

Also......

The last struggle.