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There are still ten minutes left before the end of the armistice between the Northern Alliance and the Quad Alliance.

In the past four months, the north of the Ambergris River has been calm. The Northern Alliance did not make any military moves, neither formed a new army group, nor reappointed a single military general, and it was business as usual, and it seemed that it had not recovered from the last setback.

It is rumored that the Northern Alliance is short of military funds, and its supreme leader, the demon princess Alia, in order to raise military expenses, actually went to the zero area of the Black Death Continent to adventure by herself, and it seems that she was not lightly injured.

All signs show that the Northern Alliance has lost its initial fighting spirit, as if it is unable to extricate itself from the quagmire of high military spending, and has become sluggish, clumsy, and inefficient.

To the north of the Silverclaw Principality, in the Black Mountain Castle of the Black Spear Principality, a palace ball is being held in the bright lights.

The goblet reflects the light of the crystal lamp and is gorgeous. The smooth marble plane reflects the gentlemen and ladies dancing on the dance floor.

In a corner of the hall, a grim-looking man leaned on a windowsill. The posture is elegant, one hand subconsciously shakes the red wine in the glass, but the eyebrows are a little unruly. At this moment, he was looking at the bright moon outside the window, frowning slightly, as if he was thinking.

"You don't seem to be in high spirits today, Lin Yuanzheng, could it be that the girl of the Black Spear Clan has lost her attraction to the fox of Qingqiu?"

A noble man in a black dress walked over with a faint smile on his face. He was tall, like a javelin stuck in the ground, his eyebrows were raised, his sword pointed at the sky, and there was a fierce murderous aura in his elegance.

He is Hank Bartley, the Grand Prince of the Black Spear Principality. His father was Elvis Bartley, the former commander of the Praetorian Guard, the lord of the Duchy of the Black Spear, and the Marquis of the Black Spear, and his mother was the eldest princess of the Maran royal family.

Hank Bartley studied at Blacktower College and is a true believer in the Blacktower Supreme God Cult. During his studies, he became acquainted with one of Borag's disciples, the Fox Forest of Qingqiu. The two were like-minded and soon became close friends who talked about everything.

This time the situation in the Ambergris River was turbulent, and it was Hank Bartley who invited Lin Yuanzheng to come over and serve as the commander-in-chief of the alliance.

"Don't you think it's too quiet?" Lin Yuanzheng turned around, but he didn't answer what he asked, and asked rhetorically for no reason.

As a good friend, you can naturally understand each other's meaning. Hank Bartley raised his glass to the other party and teased, "Was the girl from the Black Spear Clan too enthusiastic last night?" Overworked and a little nervous? ”

However, the joke of the Black Spear Prince did not lighten the atmosphere, and his friend's brow furrowed even tighter.

"I must have missed something...... Lin Yuanzheng said to himself.

With the character of that princess, wanton and willful, bold and reckless, and small-bellied, she will be repaid, and she has suffered such a big loss in the Chiyan Mountains, how can she be calm and not come back to find a place?

But intelligence from all sides shows that the demon princess really didn't do anything, and nested in the hall of a thousand candles every day. It is said that a new Zen master was recently invited to study Buddhism and cultivate the mind.

Needless to say, this is certainly a lie. The demon princess who burned down Raven City overnight actually wanted to cultivate her mind, and even a three-year-old child would not believe it when she said it.

However, actions can deceive people, but financial expenditures cannot deceive people.

In the past four months, apart from some fixed military expenditures, the treasury of the Northern Alliance has not made any major expenditures. It seems that it is really a financial difficulty, tightening the treasury.

"Hero potions in Monitor Lizard City are out of stock?"

Lin Yuanzheng suddenly remembered one of the many pieces of information. It didn't attract his attention at the time, it was just the practice of the intelligence system, but everything special and unreasonable would be reported, but most of them were meaningless, just as auxiliary materials.

Hero Flasks are used in very small quantities and are usually only used as poison. But such cases are very rare, any behavior will be recorded under the monitoring of the clear network, plus the hero potion is expensive, and the cost of poisoning is much higher than buying a murderous assassination.

Unless, unless, any frenzied organization uses it in bulk......

"Oops!"

Lin Yuanzheng raised his head suddenly, his face changed suddenly, "Chiyan Mountain Range!" ”

Meanwhile, in the wasteland north of the Chiyan Mountains, the night was thick and silent.

A touch of fluorescence lit up, faint as a firefly.

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In the darkness, a figure stood up. If there is light, you can see the man wearing an earthy red cloak, which blends with the red earth beneath his feet.

"Thunder Light Regiment."

"Yes."

"Master Troupe."

"Yes."

As the voice sounded, countless cloaks were lifted behind him, and figures stood up one by one.

When you look at it, there are about 200 people.

"After tonight, we will go down in history."

"Remember those brothers who sacrificed, they are all watching us from heaven."

"This battle can only be successful."

"Yes!"

As the minutes passed, more than two hundred figures stood in the cold and dark wasteland, like silent stone pillars.

From the beginning of May to the present, after three months of struggle, out of 800 people, 206 people survived.

It's a miracle, with an overall survival rate of up to twenty-five percent.

These people have experienced several life-and-death battles, from the Black Death Continent to the Dragonclaw Mountain Range, and then to the Endless Abyss, they have experienced a hundred battles, and they are determined, plus they have the determination to die, and the success rate of the advancement has increased significantly.

Compared to ordinary evolutionaries, they have a different bloodline, and their physical functions are more powerful.

When the numbers representing the clock, minutes, and seconds were all reset to zero, Chen Xing waved his hand downward, and more than two hundred figures pounced on the mountains in front of him at the same time.

They moved lightly and swiftly, like black shadows skimming the earth, silently approaching the laterite rocks, and then leaping between the rocks like nimble apes. It's so fast, it's dizzying.

"Who's there!"

"Uhh

Before the patrolling soldiers could see the figures, they were stabbed in the throat and rolled down the hillside.

In the blink of an eye, the black shadow rushed into the first line of defense in the Red Rock Mountains. The snow-bright sword light suddenly reflected the mountain white, the cold light flew like a meteor, the screams came one after another, and blood was splashed everywhere.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!" "Don't stay, just leave when you're done!" "Let's go, go to the next mountain!"

The raid team, composed of more than 200 town-level powerhouses, broke through the defense line of the Chiyan Mountain Range one after another under the cover of night, as if they were in a no-man's land.

When Marquis of Chiyan Bronze Hammer Grantham was reminded by Lin Yuanzheng, the commander-in-chief of the Four Nations Alliance, the raiding team of the Red Dragon Principality had already broken through the third line of defense of the Seven Mountains.

At the beginning, the Marquis of Chiyan was still a little unimpressed, thinking that the people of Qingguo were short-sighted and made a big fuss. The impregnable Chiyan defense line has been proved by the history of the past thousands of years.

When the news of the urgency of the front line reached the palace, the Marquis of Chiyan was stunned, staring at him with round eyes like copper bells, and his face was incredulous.

When he came to his senses, Grantham, a clenched fist, smashed the wooden armrest of the throne.

"What are you talking about!"

He yelled, causing the messenger's legs to go limp, and he fell to his knees.

"The third line of defense in the northern part of the Chiyan Mountains has been breached, and they are moving into the fourth."

"I have five viscounts there, an earl, what are they all doing!"

"Viscount Zack, he's martyred......"

"What!" Brass Hammer Grantham's face was pale, and his beard trembled.

"Others, others are still on their way. They, they're so fast, we, we didn't react at all......" The messenger trembled and stammered, "they're strong, and, and ......"

"And what!"

"None of them are afraid of death, like, like a pack of beasts, no, mad beasts!"

"Grey Grantham!" Marquis Chiyan roared.

A stocky young man stepped out of the crowd and knelt down on one knee before the throne.

"Father, Gray Iguana is here."

"I order you, take the two counts at once, and go to the north of the Red Rock Mountains, I need to see a sack of sneak attackers' heads!"

"I'm going to bring back the head of a wagon!" Grey Hyena Grantham hammered his chest, "For the glory of Grantham!" ”

However, as soon as Grey Eagle Grantham had just assembled his men and had not yet climbed aboard the float, the bad news came that the fourth line of defense had been breached.

The whole country was shocked by Chiyan, the last time it was broken through the fourth line of defense, it was the era when the red dragon, the river finch, and the black feather attacked at the same time. Hammer Grantham could no longer sit still, smashed the throne made of a thousand-year-old stump, and rode away on his flaming goat.

At this time, Chen Xing was leading people to the fifth line of defense.

The reason why such a result was achieved was that the opponent was taken by surprise and caught the opponent off guard. The defenders of the Chiyan Mountains did not anticipate at all that the moment of the end of the armistice would be the moment of attack.

Second, there is a high degree of concentration of forces. There are more than 200 town-guarding level, and all of them are xenomorph bloodline evolutionaries who have struggled back from life and death by injecting hero potions, and their physical strength is one step higher than that of ordinary evolutionaries. Plus two quasi-lord tiers with leapfrogging abilities, one with a goblin army and one with Sanctuary armed cherry blossom armor. Such a powerful combat power is all concentrated in one point, like an arrow to break the army, and a hole is pierced in the iron bucket-like defense line.

The current results are unprecedented, but this is far from enough. Only by stabbing the Seven Mountains to the bottom and rubbing the face of the Principality of Chiyan on the ground can the prestige of the Demon Princess return to the peak.

Only when Aliya regains her prestige can she be able to dismiss public opinion and promote him exceptionally.

This is his only chance, otherwise, with his ability and status, let alone a high position, even if he is given a middle-level military position, it will be criticized.

The Battle of the Chiyan Mountains can be said to be a deep embodiment of the upper rules of the red clay world.

The world is not the world of one strong man. No matter how strong Aliya is, she can fight against the three supreme powerhouses alone without falling behind, and it is impossible to defeat all the opponents.

If you want to win, you must respect the laws of the world.

Aria's goal is to unify the north of the Ambergris River, and then move south to fight Triris.

And if we want to accomplish the goal of unifying the North, we must rely on the strength of the state.

If we want to rely on the power of the state, we must respect the social rules and human feelings that have been formed over thousands of years.

He Chen Xingyi has no family background, and second, he has no top strength, so he is exceptionally promoted, and he can only be regarded as a little white face.

In this case, even if he gets a position, he will not be respected, especially in the Ambergris countries, which advocate force, they must be controlled everywhere and it is difficult to really take power.

So, he had to make a name for himself.

This battle is not only for Alia, but also for himself, but also for everyone's dreams!