Asgardian Domain, the front line of the battlefield.

Heimdall was covered in blood, his hands trembling as he held his sword, and as far as the eye could see, the entire battlefield was littered with dead warriors, including their own people, dark elves, and frost giants.

There were too many, too many, and the brutality of the war had once again brought out the blood of the Asgardians, and this war had made them realize that a comfortable life would make them toothless tigers to be slaughtered.

On the battlefield with the Frost Giants and the Dark Elves, Asgard has invested more than 40 million troops, which is almost more than eighty percent of the power of the entire God Domain, affecting the entire barren planet, and there are battle scenes everywhere.

On the other side, the pressure on Loki is even greater, and the new force sent by Thanos is an elite fleet that is not weaker than the Chiritas, and it is inseparable from the Asgardians in the universe, and the purpose of involving Loki's troops is to put pressure on the battlefield on the planet Zegu.

At the same time, it was also to consume Asgard's vital forces, and in just half a month, Asgard's military supplies consumed more than half of the countless years of storage.

Due to the suddenness of the war, many of Asgard's territorial planets have fallen and become the hardest hit areas, and most civilians have died in the fighting, but the dark elves and frost giants have been repelled to Zegu in time.

However, the Dark Elves and Frost Giants who have made a comeback this time are very well prepared, and the Space Fleet has successfully pinned down Asgard's Ark forces.

It's just that the brutal fighting on the ground has spread so wide that some large-scale lethal forces can't be used.

Both sides of the war understood that a force of that magnitude could not be used at all, and if it was completely torn apart, then it was feared that they would face the crazy revenge of the Asgardians.

"Hurry up, our No. 7 position has fallen, press it on me!" An Asgardian squad leader dragged his tired body and took up his arms to lead the charge, the soldiers behind him numbly following him.

Immediately after that, another wave of enemies rushed down from the high ground, and by now both sides had fought so far, the energy weapons had already consumed their energy, and the next battle was pure melee.

The Dark Elves are a race that is not very good at head-to-head combat, so they have to hide behind the Frost Giants and launch a deadly sneak attack on the Asgardians from the shadows.

Heights Seven is an important strategic highland, where Asgard's giant energy weapons are located, but due to the relationship of time, the dark elves and frost giants paid countless lives to capture, and before they could launch a counterattack against the Asgardians, they were attacked by the Asgardians.

Positional warfare is the most test of the endurance and will of both sides of the battle, both sides are red-eyed at the moment, and the soldiers who are desperately wrestling have to withstand the pressure.

The warriors of Asgard were stronger, and after paying many lives, they took the high ground back, and there were only a few surviving warriors around.

The battlefield was filled with disgusting gunsmoke, and the cosmic war was even more brutal, the space orbit of the planet Zegu was littered with the wreckage of warships, and countless dead people were floating in the universe, and some even maintained vivid expressions of fear.

The fragments of broken warships are all over the space, and at the same time, the war on this planet has gradually entered a white-hot stage, because this planet is on the edge of the Nine Realms, and it is not exposed to the sun's radiation, so that after night, the climate of this planet is extremely bad, even with the Asgardian physique, there will be obvious discomfort.

However, this is convenient for the Frost Giants and the Dark Elves, who are born to live in such harsh conditions, so when it turns into darkness, the temperature of the entire planet becomes colder, making them feel like a fish in water.

The Asgardians had to start reporting their regiments, and reinforcements from the Dark Elves and Frost Giants had finally arrived on the battlefield.

The clouds in the sky broke through, and small flying machines descended from the sky, and heavily armed dark elves and frost giants returned to the battlefield.

Heimdall's makeshift tens of thousands of makeshift forts had finally come in handy, and the Asgardians, who were fighting outside, quickly returned, a tactic that had been used countless times.

It's just that every dark night will make the warriors of Asgard terrified, and the old enemy still knows their enemy best, and even after all these years, they still maintain this mode of combat.

However, unlike the previous crushing wars, this time Asgard did not have an advantage, it was really that this time the dark elves and frost giants came too much, although the space fleet they swept over was not very good, and it may be all their savings over the past thousands of years, but the troops fighting on the ground are really much more powerful.

Heimdall personally sat on the front line of the fortress, looking at the dense figures in the dark, he couldn't help but worry, Thor had been away from the battlefield for half a month, and there was still no news from Midgard's side, if it dragged on like this, I am afraid they would have to abandon the Zegu planet and retreat to Asgard's front teeth, Ella Star.

"Tell the brothers, cheer up tonight, it's up to them whether they can keep tonight." Taking a bite of food, Heimdall's eyes kept looking at the endless dark realm, they were repairing, and the enemy was not.

Food and water are dwindling, and Asgard can't afford to wait long.

"Three days at most?" Listening intently to the logistics report from the adjutant, Heimdall couldn't help but look at the food in his hand.

"In this way, at least ensure that all the soldiers eat meat tonight, and arrange it immediately." Heimdall ordered.

"Okay sir, I'll go right away." The adjutant hurried towards the logistics department.

Sure enough, before the well-fed Asgardian warriors could digest it, the enemy roared, and the shadows of the dark elves and frost giants were everywhere, and some of the recruits who had just arrived on the battlefield couldn't help but shudder.

With a strange trumpet, the offensive began again.

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"Kill!"

"Come on, bastards!"

In the dark of the night, the Asgardian warriors suffered numerous casualties, but on the contrary, the enemy's casualties were finally contained.

The King of the Frost Giants finally smiled for the first time in a long time, but the Dark Elves were not optimistic, as they were all sneak attackers, and with their assassination technology, it was a risk to deal with the Asgardians.

There were not many clansmen to support this war, and now the heavy casualties have made many clansmen begin to complain, and he gritted his teeth and insisted on this war, isn't it to wash away the shame?

It's just that he didn't expect that in the face of them, the Frost Giants and another unknown force attacked at the same time, and the Asgardians would still be able to hold on until now.

Under the continuous fighting, the national capital of the dark elves is burning, and even if this war is won, they will be economically regressed for decades.