On the plains, the war tends to heat up.

Blastoise stopped firing for the time being, and the dense drop of lightning balls suddenly stopped.

The special forces of Matula, who were not far from the Chinese army of the red side, retreated cautiously, and the sniper tree owls responsible for long-range precision strikes were already at the forefront at this time.

In front of them, shield-like swordsmen stand in the form of shields.

The sniper tree owl has wings, and the feathered arrows hidden in the wings can be fired like bows and arrows, and the time from the time the arrow is drawn to the time of launch is only 0.1 seconds, and it has the ability to accurately shoot at targets at a distance of 1 km, and the power is also extremely powerful, enough to penetrate the iron armor.

But they were silent, their eyes not as sharp as they used to be, but a little decadent.

The surroundings are as quiet as death, and not a single Pokémon wants to be on the battlefield and fight each other for the war of humanity.

A troop of Guardians appeared on the Red side, rare fossil Pokémon that were extremely common thousands of years ago, and all attacks were wiped out under their hard facial bones, crushing and slowly advancing forward.

Surrounded by the Guardian Dragons is a group of Warhammer Dragons with huge drumsticks on their heads, which can shatter objects with a single blow and are extremely destructive.

Any obstacle will crumble to pieces in front of the Warhammer Dragon, and the Guardian Dragons lined up in a row form an impenetrable defensive line, and the Feather Arrows cannot damage the Warhammer Dragons who are being guarded.

Maya has a slight cold face, these two kinds of Pokémon are extremely widely used in the army, and human warfare is the main reason why they became fossil Pokémon in later generations.

The blue Pokémon army did not move, there was no feather projection, and there was no worrying strategic earthquake move, and the blue banner had already been lowered.

The war hammer dragon almost rushed into the blue side of the Chinese army, in addition to hundreds of iron-armored rhinoceros, the iron-armored rhinoceros was more impactful than its evolved iron-armored tyrannosaurus, and it slammed into the wave magic array again and again, and countless heavy armor made a loud sound like a crack, and it was difficult to resist.

It turned out that the beautiful flowers were dancing, and a grass knot on the ground restricted the movement of the Red Pokémon, and there was not enough speed, and the impact was not fatal.

The Warhammer Dragon knew that it would be useless, but under the command of the Horn, it began to storm again.

The eyes of the audience in the real night and the live broadcast room converged on the Pokémon one by one, and the heavy armor of many Pokémon had already been distorted and deformed.

Now they understood that the heavy armor was not to protect the Pokémon, but to prolong the Pokémon's continuous combat time and squeeze out every bit of their physical strength.

With a bang, a warhammer dragon on the red side broke through the formation, and the black ruga on the blue side immediately rushed out, and a fierce fire ignited on his body, and the burning body smashed heavily on the warhammer dragon, splashing countless sparks.

There was a majestic roar and wail from the raging flames, and two Pokémon fell at the same time, and the Pokémon shed tears, but they didn't, and no amount of tears evaporated in the flames.

One by one, the flaming horses used their leaping moves from the blue phalanx and landed on the face bones of the city protectors, their four hooves carrying a force weighing more than a thousand catties.

The Guardian was able to withstand all attacks, but could not bear the almost suicidal weight and immediately collapsed, lying on the ground, unable to get up under the weight.

The flaming horses did not stop despite their damage, their hooves blazing, and they walked at high speed on the crumbling moat's defense, and there was a wail in their path.

Some of the flaming monkeys on the back of the flaming horses wielded their long sticks as they swept across, and one after another of the guarded warhammers fell.

The entire red phalanx fell apart.

But it can be seen that the hands of the flame monkeys are trembling.

The army of blue Pokémon rushed through the breach between the Flame Horse and the Flame Monkey, and in front of them were terrified red Pokémon.

The human generals who were watching from afar could no longer do anything, they even forgot to organize a counterattack, and they watched as the blue-armored army turned defeat into victory and advanced step by step.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of red-armored Pokémon disappeared into the blue.

The Flame Horse, the spearhead of the counterattack, roared under its low voice, and the Flame Monkey was almost nowhere to be seen.

In war, even the victorious side cannot avoid casualties.

"Have you decided?" Maynight untied the ban and asked in the live broadcast room.

There were not many replies to the barrage, but the audience's answer was yes.

There is basically no kind of war madness in the audience in the live broadcast room, even if it is the villain's Madara and Indigo, he also has dreams, as for Fang Lao Mo, he was 404.

Maya knows that he can't stop a war of this scale on his own, but his live broadcast every minute and second can allow viewers from the other world to see the bond between humans and Pokémon, to learn more about Pokémon, and to establish friendships.

He is confident that all viewers who have watched his live broadcast will not use Pokémon as a mere tool of war.

Arceus in this timeline has fallen into a deep sleep, and Palukiru and Dialuka should also sleep together, although the two gods of time and space after a thousand years can still send audiences from the other world, but it will take a little time.

But Maya couldn't stand it anymore, and no trainer could look at such a number of Pokémon and fall to the ground helplessly.

At this moment, the plain is like a long river with a dam collapsing, and the turquoise tide is surging, and no one dares to intercept it halfway.

The Red Army is so quiet that it is palpitating, and it is in danger of collapsing at any moment.

In the absolute silence, you can hear the crackling and burning sound of the fiery beast's body, and the sweat left behind by the rattling and rattling slowly drip along the bone stick, "popping" on the ground.

There are Pokémon who take a few steps back.

The human general in the army stood on a high place riding a large-billed finch, the faint light shining on his armor, and a layer of red light flowing like water waves, he raised his hand.

The sniper tree owl beside him helplessly shot out a feather and shot straight at the blue array opposite.

The signal of the general attack.

The Blues were defeated, but not without the power to resist, and launching a general attack was bound to be met with dying resistance, and it is unknown how many Pokémon would be killed.

At this time, an incomparably strong energy suddenly erupted in the air, like a tsunami spreading across the entire plain, and the violent shocks that could not be captured were like echoes of the valley, which could not be eliminated for a long time.

Suddenly a flame fell from the sky.

The fire was burning, and thick black smoke rose into the air.

The generals of the two armies looked up, and a Pokémon similar to Charizard was speeding across the battlefield.

It is none other than Charizard Y after Mega's evolution.

The Y spray is a complete outbreak of the real night, the champion cloak flies against the wind, sweeping the raging heat in the battlefield at a low altitude, but it does not burn.

The flames feared him, for the anger in his heart was greater than that.

Everywhere Charizard swept through, large expanses of flames rose up, and even Pokémon such as Flame Horses and Fierce Fire Monkeys, which were not afraid of flames, couldn't help but shy away.

A thousand years ago, there were no Alliances, and there were no Pokémon Teleporters, so there was no limit to the number of Pokémon you could hold.

Shanaiduo, Toad King, Flower Sea Lion, Ice Ghost Protection, Mariluli, Green Onion Duck, Marsh King, Swamp Leaping Fish, Sure Fruit Weng, Stay Hippopotamus, Hu Di, Lucky Egg, Bronze Bell, Naughty Panda, Kettle....

Dozens of Pokémon formed a small formation between the two armies.

A drop in the ocean, but unwavering.

Maya stood silently, like a sculpture, and the two dreams beside her held up a protective shield.

He slowly opened his arms, as if to embrace the infinite expanse of the sky, but unfortunately this sky full of war was not worth it.

"Truce!" Lucario used a waveguide to spread the sound of the night throughout the battlefield.

The roar of tens of thousands of Pokémon suddenly burst out and rushed like a tide from a distance, and Maya and its Pokémon became the target of everyone's attention.

The next moment it was covered by the attack of both armies.