"Fire!"

The artillery officer of the Northern Army, dressed in a blue and white uniform, pulled out his command knife and swung it vigorously at the position in front!

The continuous sound of cannons, accompanied by a large amount of smoke, emerged behind him.

"Boom!" Rumble! "Boom!"

Round shells tore through the air, and with an unparalleled wind, they slammed into the positions of the South American Army.

The recruits of the Southern Army, who were lined up in a neat and long formation, forcibly endured the fear that surged in their hearts, did not look at their comrades-in-arms who were smashed to pieces by the shells beside them, and numbly listened to the officers' orders, and walked forward in a neat manner.

Not to be outdone, the Northern Army also walked out of its position and lined up in a long column after the shelling.

Just as the infantry phalanxes on the north and south sides of America were about to enter a fierce exchange of fire, they exchanged views on the steppe not far away.

The cavalry units in the north and south were already in a fierce battle.

Because most of the soldiers of the Southern Army were the sons of the lords of the manor, and they rode horses to drive slaves from an early age, the Southern Army had an advantage on the cavalry battlefield.

"Kill!"

"Hack these Yankees!"

These brave and fearless southern warriors roared loudly, held their muskets high and released them for a round, and then directly pulled out the sharp saber at their waists, and directly scattered the cavalry units of the northern army with just a charge.

"Knights, follow my banner and let's attack those northerners from behind!"

Robert Lee, the cavalry major general of the Confederate army, took the incomparably glorious Union flag in the hands of the guards beside him and held it high.

The constant light of the sun in the sky, at this time, shone on this flag, and the white stars woven with silk on it were rendered sparkling·······

It was April 10, 1858, and the Battle of Dravenshire had completely turned the United States of America into a huge and bloody meat grinder.

It is fully promoted by the sanctuary forces of the high-ranking dark species, as well as some of the most extreme parties in the confrontation between the interests of the North and the South.

A steady stream of citizens of the United States of America has entered the vast battlefield of Marysas, where at least 500,000 people have been invested by both sides in just over a month, making this land a real hell on earth.

"These white people are really fierce to their own people!"

"In this land, in just one month, at least 150,000 soldiers have died!"

Su Changlu, a young girl with healthy wheat skin, wore a sturdy, very peaceful-style women's canvas overalls, prostrate in the bushes on a small hill, staring closely at the battlefield not far from the hill.

With the help of the "omniscient eye" in her chest, she quickly recovered from her injuries, and with the elite team of the Taiping Society led by Hong Tiangui, she pursued the cursed mark on the werewolf lord Washington, and came to this land full of blood and war.

"To be precise, if you add civilian casualties, Marysas has already suffered nearly a million casualties!"

Hong Tiangui, dressed in a canvas Taiping hunting suit, sat on a tree stump with a half-squatting body, and interjected not far behind her.

"According to the intelligence of our Taiping Society, the propaganda departments behind the Southern Army and the Northern Army regard this land as the most critical battlefield."

"No one will take a step back!"

According to normal military common sense, the two regions of the Southern Union and the United States of the North are not small forces to conduct wars, and they should bloom at multiple points and attack on multiple fronts, and it is absolutely impossible to open up a single battlefield in only one state, just like a knight duel.

The female Taoist priest Lin Miaoshan stood behind Su Changlu, she was still wearing a Taoist robe, carrying a wooden magic sword made in these days, and simply tied the loose places on the clothes with canvas strips, showing a good figure, so as to facilitate strenuous exercise in the wild.

"This is the conspiracy of those evil beings!"

"They want to make more deaths and collect more souls here!"

Miss Miaoshan's calm words made Hong Tiangui and Su Changlu both nod in agreement, and there is only one explanation for the emergence of this abnormal war situation.

"Comrade President, the correspondent has intercepted the command telegrams of the warring parties."

"The battle ahead of us, the Southern Army has won, and they will soon go to another battlefield!"

At this time, after Hong Tiangui came to this world, Hong Jiayi, who had been the captain of his personal guard, came to his side and reported.

With Hong Tiangui's incomparably cautious, after the establishment of the Taiping City Fortress, he has not stepped out of his own territory several times, this time since he dares to take the team and come to this large army to continue to exchange fire, it can be described as a dangerous land for low-level transcendentals, and naturally has enough hole cards to protect himself.

You must know that in the current large-scale battles between the Southern Army and the Northern Army, the command of its corps-level large units is all clearly commanded by radio, and when the Taiping Society released the invention of "radio", it was expected that the situation like today might occur.

Because, there is the only crack in this era, and even intercept radio information technology, but there is only one force called the Taiping Society.

Therefore, this team led by Hong Tiangui, in this dangerous area, is simply like opening a full-map perspective, as long as you pay attention to the harassment of small groups of defeated soldiers and deserters, it is almost foolproof in terms of security.

"Very well, after the troops leave."

Hong Tiangui took out a monocular and looked at the battlefield in front of him blocking their advance.

Seeing those victorious cavalry units of the Southern Army, after they left in the other direction, he immediately turned around and said to a dozen members of the team behind him.

"We set off immediately, only 6 kilometers away from the location determined by Miss Su Changlu, only 6 kilometers left ······"

Before he could finish his words, the omniscient eye on the chest of the Yin American girl Su Changlu in front of him suddenly burst out with powerful golden light, protecting her and Lin Miaoshan, the female Taoist priest closest to the girl.

And the Taiping Jade Bamboo Slip body in Hong Tiangui's sea of consciousness also shot out a powerful Taiping spiritual power in an instant, and through the connecting silk thread of the power of faith, it supported a thin layer of protection outside the bodies of all the elite team members led by Hong Tiangui.

After all these actions were completed, a series of gray-black negative energy rays around Hong Tiangui and the others were visible to the naked eye, like a tidal wave, bursting out from the direction where their target was.

"Honorable President, a large-scale negative energy shock has been detected!"

At this time, the voice of the Taiping Central Instrument Spirit sounded in Hong Tiangui's ears······

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The very center of Dravenshire, even before the beginning of the end of the Western Era, was a huge amount of dark energy, shrouding a small illusory manor that could not be detected by the eyes of mortals.

The evil aura of the bloody battle between hundreds of thousands of northern and southern armies around the manor, as well as countless illusory souls who died on the battlefield, gathered in the sky above the manor, turning into a thick and evil black cloud.

The figure of the Werewolf Lord Washington, dressed in costume, appeared in the very center of this illusory manor, standing in the corner of a magic circle with an intricate quadrangular shape.

Thousands of bloods, werewolves, and dark wizards surrounded this magic array, and the atmosphere was silent and solemn.

"Let's get started, people of darkness!"

As Washington spoke, the Dark Seeds were on one leg and half on their knees, chanting in a whisper an unknown hymn to evil.

"Our great plan is finally coming to an end!"

Ghoul-like Blood Counts, dark alchemists, and a lich who looked like Lincoln, the President of the United Northern States, also stood in the other triangle of the quadrangular magic circle, and together with Washington's words, they erupted in terrifying power.

"Sacrifice the blood of the king."

"Spirit-based power."

"Satan, my Father!"

"Flesh and blood, my food!"

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An inexplicable stream of evil and blasphemous words that seemed to have been born from the deepest part of the earth appeared around the entire magic array.

A man who looked exactly like President Lincoln of the North was thrown to the center of the circle by the dark seeds behind the four hosts, and in an instant, more than half of the flesh and blood of his body were sucked by the power of the circle, and he became a human skeleton.

"Show up!"

"The Demon God's Throne!"

With the werewolf lord Washington, the last roar of smugness.

The sea of evil spirits in the sky, which had become like black clouds, suddenly let out a painful scream that distorted the will of ordinary people.

Then they all poured into the four-corner magic array on the ground, turning into an unimaginable negative force, and extending towards the direction of the railroad outside the manor······