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In the last month, the army of Duobia has been on the offensive fiercely. The www.biquge.info of the pen and the fun of the pavilion seemed to be caused by the sudden rise of the emperor of Sunset City, and he threw a heavy army on the front of the Continental Bridge Pass in one go. Overnight, the defenders of the Demon Shadow Kingdom not only forced them to retreat from the pass, but also drove them back for hundreds of miles in one go. Duobia's army took the opportunity to build a temporary base at the land bridge pass, planning supply routes, and threatening to press inland.

Mirion, the general in the Crucible, organized several counterattacks during his time, but all of them were suppressed by the opponent's extremely fierce offensive. What made Mirion depressed was that the Duobia side was actually a great general, and there were three enemy generals with his combat power, and they suppressed Mirion's discouragement. Mirion hurriedly rescued the Demon Ring City, but the rescue information was sent three times in a row, but he did not receive the following.

This is not a surprise to Mirion, as is the case with the Shadow Empire. Perhaps it is said that Sbernack has always been loose under the imperial system, and even the joints in the empire are complicated, even if it is an urgent message related to the national war, it may not be sent to the demon king in time. This is almost impossible in the Duobia Empire, where Frius and the Demon King are as straight as the two extremes of the scales, and the Black Emperor is extremely strict. When it comes to national wars, everything must be done personally, and there will never be such a situation as the Demon Shadow Empire.

Soldiers or officers who have recently joined the army may have a slight opinion about this, but a veteran like Mirion, who has been following the Demon King for a long time, is accustomed to it. He and the generals of Ramer and Baal knew it all in their hearts. In fact, Sbernack didn't care much about the empire, for that demon king, one person is one country. The defeat of the army or even the loss of a major city is not a big deal, it is like an ant fighting. It's a life-and-death battle for ants, but for those who pass under their feet, it's not even a good idea to look at it.

This can be seen throughout the history of the Demon Shadow Empire, in the history of the Empire, it is common to lose cities and land, and then several legions work together to retake it. On the other hand, from the founding of the country to the present, the army of the Demon Shadow Empire has invaded the territory of Duobia only a handful of times.

After all, the attitudes of the two supremes towards the national war are very different, Sbernack pays little attention, and Frius has a personal expedition.

In the case of the delay in receiving support, the army of Duobia took the land bridge pass as a breakthrough point, and a large number of troops poured into the western border of the Shadow Country, and there was a great feat of breaking through the city and crossing the province once again, and the expedition was thousands of miles. It's just that the Duobi army that poured into the territory of the Shadow Nation quickly kicked a hard stone, which was the Crucible City, which garrisoned 300,000 people. The fortress of the city, as its name suggests, has now become a melting pot where lives are at stake and war rages. Outside the city, thousands of lives are lost every day, and both the besieging side and the defenders of the city are forgetting everything and dying generously. No matter which side of the attack or defense, there were no deserters, and the warlike nature of the Bal people can be seen.

On this day, it was not yet dawn. Streamlined battleships in black and red were scattered throughout the battlefield, and the Duobia ships launched a fierce offensive, almost suicidal to bombard the Crucible's heads. On the top of the Crucible City, 1,300 high-energy batteries bombarded continuously, forming a firepower like a thunder pool. Every inch that the Dobia ships approached the city, it was almost filling with their lives. But even so, the offensive of the battleships had no intention of stopping from the beginning.

The battlefield in the air is full of joy, and the battle on the ground is also in full swing.

The Duobia side raised its army, and the legions of 10,000 people were thrown into the battlefield one by one, as if the commander of the Duobia side was going to knock on the door of the Crucible City today with a desperate momentum. Tens of thousands of fierce foot soldiers roared and charged under the cover of the chariots, and the high-powered fortress cannons on the Crucible City rang out non-stop. The light as thick as an oil drum ploughed across the battlefield, and both chariots and foot soldiers disappeared into thin air. Under the roar of nearly a hundred fortress cannons, the ant-dense Duobia army on the battlefield often brushed out nearly a hundred blank ravines.

This is the war of Agares, far more brutal, brutal, and straightforward than the battles on other planets.

The battle dictionary of the Bal people has only died in battle, not retreated. Unless it is ordered by the commander, the Bals never retreat from the fight.

The flames of the Crucible have spread from the sky to the ground, and it has become a real furnace. From afar, you can see the flickering firelight and dark smoke flying wildly across the land.

More than three hundred kilometers west of the Crucible, there was a solemn silence in the temporary base of Duobia, which had been built. The battle was raging in front, but it was quiet in the rear. The silence was not due to the exhaustion of the army, on the contrary, the camp was quietly stocked up with 30,000 troops. There are not many of them, but these soldiers are the elite of the empire. The armoured soldier with a gun on his back did not say a word, as quiet as a lifeless sculpture, but naturally gave birth to a cold military might.

One of the generals who remained at the base stood on top of the base tower, looking southwest. There is a vast sea of blood, the largest ocean on Agareth, the sea of blood is rich in blood copper placers, so the color of the sea is bright red all year round, like the blood of the planet. There is no loneliness on the sea of blood, the islands are everywhere, and the two empires are fortified at sea. It's just that in today's era, coastal defense is no longer of much significance, but the original facilities have been removed. What's more, these facilities are a symbol of the glory of a country.

In the middle of the eastern and western continents, on an island with lush vegetation on the almost endless sea of blood. Suddenly, there was a sharp sound of breaking the sky from far and near, and then a black rainbow came from the void and landed on the highest mountain peak on the island. The black rainbow is majestic, the momentum is amazing, and after falling, the entire mountain exploded, rolling down countless boulders and ancient trees. The hustle and bustle filled the sky, and it took a quarter of an hour before it was gradually blown away by the sea breeze.

The strange rocks were towering, and the towering mountains of giant trees were flattened. On the flat hill, the figure that appeared in the gradually dissipating dust and smoke was abrupt. Wearing a cloak that covers his whole body, a ghost-like aura continues to escape from the cracks. As he stood there, the previously bright sunlight above him seemed to dare not approach him, and he timidly shrank into the clouds. Then the rest of the island was brightly lit, but the top of the peak was dim, like a shadow standing across the heavens and the earth.

A moment later, footsteps rang out. A pair of black steel boots stepped on the ground, knocking out a piercing jingo. A knight walked slowly, dressed in intricate black armor with scarlet flying lines on his armor. There was a murderous long sword hanging from his waist, and a scarlet cloak behind it was lifted by the sea breeze, rolling like flames!