Romel and Pratt did not immediately enter the battle, but watched as the troops on the ground frantically attacked the city. There were two duke-level powerhouses present to supervise the battle, and all the warriors attacked like crazy.

The mercenaries immediately felt extremely heavy pressure, but now everyone has no way to retreat, and if they can't withstand this wave of attacks, they will die left and right, so it is better to die happily on the battlefield. At this time, the rest are the most experienced and powerful mercenaries. Relying on every available terrain type, they do not miss the slightest opportunity to continuously strike at the enemy and bleed the opponent.

In the central city of Baicheng, a building changed hands several times, and the guns belonging to the mercenaries inside gradually weakened, and the werewolves and blood clans rushed in one by one, and in the blink of an eye, the last gunshots inside fell silent. The building was in ruins, covered in and covered with the corpses of the warriors of the Dark Race. After paying a heavy price, the Dark Race finally took this place, and also laid a bridgehead for the advance to the most central position.

As long as they can capture the central city, the mercenaries will be forced to fight on their own, and the tide of the war will be completely tilted in favor of the dark race.

However, before the Night Warriors could cheer, they saw that there seemed to be some strange change in their surroundings, as if something was more. An experienced werewolf instinctively looked at his feet, and suddenly saw that there were two more grenades there!

An instantaneous roar engulfed the ruins, shockwaves and flying fragments tearing the Night Warriors to shreds. The explosion had no dead ends, and the smoke was so thick that it could choke people, and no one could have imagined that the explosion that caused this magnitude was actually a gunpowder weapon, and what a terrifying density it had to reach?! All the warriors of the eternal night in the ruined building were all turned into corpses.

Song Zining quietly appeared, gestured to the corner of the street, and a small group of mercenaries ran over and occupied this important stronghold again.

Just now, with the help of the power of the realm, he unknowingly dropped many grenades at the feet of the Eternal Night Warriors, and used primitive and cheap gunpowder weapons to kill this group of elites.

Thousand Nights didn't deliberately target ordinary Eternal Night Warriors, but just casually killed the unlucky ghosts that appeared beside him. At this moment, his mind was on the two Eternal Night powerhouses in the air, thinking about who should open the breakthrough from.

After all, the gap between the two sides is a bit big, and Qianye only has one chance to sneak attack at most.

A moment later, Qianye's gaze locked on Romel in the air. Pratt had already run once, and the last time he hadn't made up his mind to fight Thousand Nights. As long as he hurts the strongest Romil this time, Pratt may run again.

A thousand nights converged their breath and quietly blended into the battlefield.

Suddenly Romel shivered in the air. Pratt looked at him a little strangely, and Romel snorted and said, "I'm preparing before the battle." It's almost time, let's go down!"

With Pratt watching from the side, Romil, as a duke, naturally could not show weakness, and although he muttered a little in his heart at this moment, he still entered the battlefield head-on. He teamed up with Pratt, and it was an overwhelming advantage over Qianye and Song Zining, and all he was worried about was how powerful the opponent's final counterattack would be.

Pratt had other thoughts in his heart, and naturally he would not show it on his face.

Romel flew slowly dozens of meters above the ground, swept over the entire White City, and from time to time a dark blood cloud popped up, and when it shrouded downward, it would turn the mercenaries in an area into corpses. Even a dark warrior, as long as he is not a blood clan, will be injured in his blood cloud, but it is not fatal.

However, the dark servants were not so lucky, a blood cloud crushed the two mercenaries who were engaged in the battle and several large and small servant spiders to death, only one of the spider demon Sir crawled and crawled out, but in the ruins, injured the spider walking on the right front and right limb

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