Above the White City, the clouds were thick and depressing, and it was desperately oppressive.

From top to bottom in the city, everyone's expressions were solemn, and every mercenary who was still able to move struggled to his post and clenched the weapons in his hands.

The earth trembled slightly, the air echoed with strange buzzes, and not far away in the sky, one after another Eternal Night Transport continued to pierce through the clouds, dropping a dense mass of dark warriors and countless heavy equipment onto the front line.

Originally, in terms of the comparison of troops, the army of Eternal Night outside the city had an absolute advantage, and Doyle had more than 40,000 troops in his hands, while Baicheng counted the troops brought in by Zhao Jundu, and it was only a few thousand people. The only thing the defenders had an advantage in was the abundance of war materials they possessed because they had control of the battlefield.

And now, there seems to be no end to the number of Eternal Night transport ships, a rough count, to say the least, tens of thousands of soldiers have been transported, and there are countless kinds of equipment and ammunition.

At present, in terms of conventional power, Eternal Night has an overwhelming advantage. And on the strong, just one Doyle is difficult to deal with. The Eternal Night reinforcement fleet is of such a scale, and the level of the strong is obviously not low. Normally, at least a vice-duke.

At the highest point in the city, Song Zining stood next to Qianye, while Zhao Jundu stood in another corner, looking at the transport ships rising and falling outside the city, his expression unchanged.

"How can there be so many transport ships, what is the current situation in Valhalla?" Song Zining was also a little anxious at the moment.

Chiya closed his eyes and said after a moment, "It's fighting." ”

Song Zining's face was instantly solemn, and he asked, "Can you know who the enemy is?"

Qianye's face was slightly pale, and communicating with Valhalla, which was far away from the void, was also a lot of consumption for him. After a moment, he opened his eyes and said, "It's the Eternal Night Fleet, and it's very strong. Valhalla can protect itself, but it will be very difficult to destroy its opponents. ”

"That is, to be entangled. Then it should be at least a Grand Duke class ship. Looks like Eternal Night knows you very well!"

Qianye nodded.

With or without a thousand nights on the ship, Valhalla's performance is completely different. Thousand Nights can make it exert a little bit of the power of the Earth Dragon, and if the Thousand Nights are not there, if it is only controlled by the crew, it is at most equivalent to a powerful warship, and it cannot exert the terrifying power of the Earth Dragon, which is comparable to the Emperor's Throne Ship.

Valhalla, with a thousand nights at the helm, can defeat two Grand Duke ships in a single battle, and now one Grand Duke can entangle it. Fortunately, Carol is present in Valhalla, and she is not afraid of the other party's forced landing and seizure of ships.

Eternal Night's ability to entangled Valhalla while sending a large number of warships and transports into the floating land without fear of losses, means that they are determined to win the White City.

Song Zining figured out this section and was stunned for a moment, Fang smiled bitterly: "I really don't understand, are these troops placed on the floating land over there in the eternal night so important that they have to pay such a big price." ”

When the dark race and the empire fight a resource war, there is a common routine, when the situation of the local government is obviously unfavorable, or the losses exceed the predetermined level, they will resolutely abandon the cannon fodder troops and withdraw only the elite and strong. At this level, the long-lived species are completely reluctant to compete with the short-born species.

However, now Eternal Night's approach is the opposite, and it is actually increasing troops to grab a retreat point. These investments were enough for them to pull them to other strategic points on the floating land to compete with the Imperial army.

Zhao Jundu said lightly: "If you have any doubts, survive first." When the time comes, there will be time to ponder. ”

Song Zining snorted and said, "It's rare to hear you say such things." Why, you're not optimistic either?"

"Those who should have come have not come, those who should not have come have arrived, and no one can see it. Be realistic, assign zones, and get ready to fight hard. ”

Qianye and Song Zining nodded.

There is another possibility, all three of them thought of it, but did not make it clear verbally. If the intensity of the Dark Race's troop build-up is not limited to one place in White City, it means that the Eternal Night Party is planning an all-floating counterattack.

The three of them divided Baicheng into three war zones, each defending one side and opposing each other. In defensive warfare, there is a complete difference between having a strong man in charge and not having a strong man in charge.

By the time they had finished allocating the defense area, the army of Eternal Night had also completed the siege of White City on three sides, leaving only one passage to the edge of the landmass. Everyone knows that there is only one way to escape to the edge of the landmass, so it doesn't make much sense to enclose that side or not.

The roar of heavy artillery kicked off the Dark Army's assault, and cannonballs rained down on the White City, ravaging the city in ruins. At this moment, the artillery fire of the defenders' counterattack was only sporadic and equivalent to nothing. All the fighters hid in bunkers, waiting for the moment when the shelling would end and the offensive would begin.

As if to vent his anger, the bombardment of the dark race lasted for a quarter of an hour before it ended.

This kind of shelling is actually of little significance, because the White City no longer has a clearly decent line of defense. At this moment, every ruin and every street in the city may become a line of defense at any time, a position for crossfire.

As soon as the bombardment ended, countless dark warriors jumped out of their offensive positions and rushed towards the White City at an alarming speed. They abandoned all tentative attacks and went on a full-scale assault from the start, showing the eagerness and imminency of the Dark Commander.

The originally silent White City seemed to come to life at this moment, from behind the half-collapsed walls, in the ruins, beside the stone pillars, there were tongues of fire erupting everywhere, and there were so many Force bullets as if they didn't want money, and the physical bombs were like a raging storm. Many of the Force bombs shimmered with a dark light, clearly powered by the Dark Force.

The mercenaries in the Neutral Land don't care about the Eternal Night Dawn, and there are not a few who cultivate the Dark Force like the Eternal Night Continent. The Dark Race dropped their weapons in the previous waves of attacks, and they picked them up and used them, and they even scavenged a lot of Force physical bullets from the corpses, and shot them out at this moment.

The dark warriors in the front row fell in rows like harvested wheat, while the warriors in the rear stepped on the corpses of their comrades and continued to charge towards the White City.

At the speed of the dark race, the kilometer distance is instantaneous. At the cost of their lives, they quickly filled this distance and rushed into the White City. But they soon discovered that entering the city was only the beginning of a nightmare.

Mercenaries and Zhao Lords can emerge from everywhere, strafing and then disappearing without a trace. In the blink of an eye, the warriors of the dark race who entered the city in advance suffered heavy casualties.

At this time, it should be the moment when the strong appear. However, the strongest of the Dark Warriors also began to fall in droves, and powerful sniper bullets easily pierced through their armor, and the Force of Dawn contained in them burned their flesh and internal organs like a flowing fire.

The constant fall of the strong, especially the knightly powerhouses, has finally caused panic among the warriors of the eternal night. They began to line up in a messy queue, and the offense was no longer resolute. However, in urban street fighting, hesitation is the way to die. In a dilemma, the Dark Warrior's casualty rate skyrocketed.

The people that Zhao Jundu brought into Baicheng were all real elites, and there were a large number of specially trained snipers in them. Such snipers are fed entirely with gold coins, and are far from being comparable to the self-taught snipers of Darkfire. Their targets are only high-ranking officers and knightly powerhouses.

On the distant battleship, a Blood Marquis finally couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Lord Doyle, the casualties are too great! If this continues, I'm afraid the morale will collapse!"

"Go on the offensive. Doyle's voice was so calm that there was not a hint of movement.

"Lord Doyle!" the Marquis of the Bloods raised his voice.

"Go on the offensive. ”

Under Doyle's strict orders, the Marquis of the Blood Clan retreated somewhat reluctantly. Before leaving, he glared at Doyle, and the meaning of provocation was very strong.

The Bloodline has always had a feud with the werewolves, and since the werewolves lost their supremacy, the Bloods have formed a comprehensive suppression of the werewolves. Even if there is an absolute gap in rank between him and Doyle, this Marquis of the Blood Clan does not have much respect for Doyle.

The werewolf powerhouses behind Doyle all had angry faces, and some of them were about to attack on the spot. However, Doyle raised his hand and pressed lightly, suppressed the restlessness of his subordinates, and said calmly: "My order can be repeated once, but it will never be repeated a second time. If anyone still can't hear clearly, then follow military law. As for the future, let's go to the parliament and talk about it. ”

All the Blood Clan powerhouses had a grim expression, and then turned their heads to look at an old Blood Clan in the center of their ranks. His thin face was wrinkled, and he seemed too old to open his eyes. However, his strong aura is only slightly weaker than Doyle's, and he is a vice-duke.

He looked at Doyle with cloudy eyes and said, "Lord Doyle is the boss of this battle, and this is a decision of the council. Are you all impatient to question the decision of the council. ”

Doyle didn't hear the sarcasm in his tone, and said lightly, "Thank you, Lord Teague." Then now there is no objection, pass my order, and continue the attack!"

The corners of Teague's eyes twitched slightly, but he didn't say anything.

A moment later, a horn with a special rhythm sounded across the battlefield. The rhythm of the horn instantly aroused the primal ferocity in the bones of the dark warriors, and one after another werewolves appeared in a berserk form, leaping towards the White City. And a large number of Blood Clan warriors also had blood-red eyes, and they all entered the state of blood rage, charging at full speed, no slower than werewolves.

The army of darkness enters the White City and fights the mercenaries once again. This time, after being aroused by the secret method, they no longer have any fear, even if they are seriously injured, they have to pull their opponents on the road together.

In the blink of an eye, the outer edge of the White City defense line has almost completely collapsed, and the price paid by the dark race is the corpses that cover the entire defense line.

The siege war has just begun, and the dark race has paid the price of tens of thousands of elite soldiers, and the loss rate of middle and senior officers and knighthood powerhouses who are the pillars of the army is even more amazing. No matter who is the manager, he will be shocked to see such a battle damage.

But Doyle turned a blind eye to the corpses all over the ground, and gave orders to different troops, all of which were: attack!