Dozens of kilometers passed in the blink of an eye, the battle in the air had long ended, the White Valve fleet had been lost, and the land was full of charred pits and burning wreckage of battleships. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 On the side of the Eternal Night, the losses of the Blood Clan warships were negligible, but the transport ships were damaged by more than forty ships, more than a third. That is to say, there are more than 10,000 troops that have been reduced to ashes before they have landed.

Ahead was a white-valve fortress that had not yet been fully built, and several streams of fire were constantly spewing out of the turret, like a long whip of fire, slamming into the sky.

The large ships of the Eternal Night had returned to a distance of a thousand meters and were out of range of the Flaming Whip, while seven or eight smaller high-speed boats were flying nimbly at low altitude, dodging the anti-aircraft fire of the White Valve Fortress and pouring shells into the fortress when they found an opportunity.

Suddenly, there was a mistake in the dodging of a small blood warship, and it was pumped by a stream of fire, and suddenly there was a violent shock, rolling in the air for more than a dozen times. Of course, that fire stream would not let go of such a good opportunity, chasing the battleship and constantly volleying, and hitting several times in a row, finally blasting the battleship into a volley.

A large mass of furious Force forces blew strong winds in the air, and the smell of gunpowder could almost be smelled, and the rest of the Blood Clan warships scattered like frightened birds, flying high into the air, avoiding the range of anti-aircraft fire.

At this moment, the blood giant ship slowly drove over the fortress, and the belly of the ship opened, revealing a dark and heavy cannon port. The muzzle of this naval gun is surprisingly thick, and there is only such a ground gun for a huge capital battleship.

The lines on the hull of the Blood Clan battleship lit up little by little, and the light waves rushed towards the ship's belly heavy cannon like a tide, and the light at the muzzle began to get brighter and brighter, and finally, a ball of Force light with a diameter of several meters in diameter erupted from the muzzle and smashed towards the military camp below.

Qianye looked at the Force light in a daze, and it was hard to believe that it was the Force cannonball fired by the battleship. The diameter of the cannonballs is basically around one meter, and the larger the caliber, the more power consumed will increase exponentially until the battleship is difficult to load.

The Force cannonball is falling very slowly, so slow that it feels unrealistic, as if it can be intercepted at the slightest stretch of hand. But even if Qianye doesn't need real vision, he can clearly see that the space around the cannonball is distorted, and you can imagine its power.

A rough voice sounded in the White Valve Fortress, like thunder: "Concentrate on bombarding that shell, don't care about anything else!"

The fire of several turrets was all turned, and the flaming whips desperately pumped the terrifying Force cannonball, and judging by the intensity of the fire, it was clear that the gunners had no idea whether the Force cannon in their hands would be overloaded. Just by looking at the sound of the cannonball landing, you must not let it hit the fortress, otherwise you don't know what will happen.

The Force shells were rapidly weakened, getting smaller and smaller, until they finally exploded when they were less than a meter in diameter. It exploded dozens of meters above the ground, but the shock wave had already swept dozens of tents, and at the same time, the heat flow detonated the flying tents, planks, and even ammunition in the air.

The Force shell was finally detonated prematurely, and although it caused some damage to the fortress, the damage was acceptable.

However, before the White Valve warriors could breathe a sigh of relief, a deafening explosion sounded at the edge of the fortress, and a pillar of fire rose into the sky in a turret, and several gunners were blown into the air by the explosion, turning into burning torches one by one. The turret was finally overwhelmed, and the Force array blew itself up.

The Blood Clan warships in the air began to prepare for a new round of attacks, and after several minutes of energy accumulation, another shell fell slowly. This time, not only the defensive turrets in the fortress were desperately bombarding the shells, but many strong men also attacked, and various Force shells and Force rays continued to fly into the sky, weakening the nightmare shells.

When the shell was finally detonated in the air, this time there were no more additional losses, but no one was happy. Qianye has also realized that the turrets of the fortress are on the verge of collapse, and the strong ones must have consumed a lot of Force. The defense of the next offensive is bound to be even more difficult.

At this time, an exclamation suddenly sounded in the fortress, and the Blood Clan battleship hovering high in the sky actually gathered energy again and prepared for a new artillery bombardment!

Qianye's heart sank straight to the bottom, and he finally understood why such a huge Blood Clan battleship was only equipped with a Force cannon, and such a powerful artillery bombardment could be fired continuously.

Finally, the Blood Battleship shook violently and fired its cannonballs at the fortress below. As soon as the cannon came out, the muzzle of the huge cannon was also distorted and deformed, and it seemed that it had been damaged and could not be fired again. Qianye could see it, and so could many people in the White Valve Fortress, so the morale suddenly soared, and the defensive turret no longer cared about anything, desperately bombarding the falling cannonballs.

When the third cannonball was exploded in the air, the defensive turrets of the White Valve Fortress also began to explode and fire one after another, and in the end, only two of them were barely usable, and the strong men in the fortress also consumed more than half of their Force.

The Blood Clan battleship didn't leave, it hovered above the battlefield, looking down at the land.

Suddenly, several trumpets sounded in the wilderness, and then they were drowned out by an earth-shattering roar.

"Enemy attack! enemy attack!!" the lookout post of the fortress pointed out of the wall, shouting hysterically.

While the fortress was in full swing resisting the bombardment of the Blood Clan's warships, the surviving transports had landed outside the fortress, unleashing tens of thousands of Dark Warriors. The truly elite fighters were still in the rear, and the worthless cannon fodder was driven across the gravel ground like a tide.

The first waves, formed by tens of thousands of cannon fodder, rushed to the White Valve Fortress. After three rounds of bombardment, most of the defense of the White Valve Fortress has been destroyed at this moment, and it has lost its defensive turret, and it is difficult to resist the Dark Race warriors who can leap several meters just by relying on the city wall.

Chiya climbed a steep slope and looked out at the battlefield ahead. The cannon fodder that attacked the White Valve Fortress this time was different from what he had seen in the past, and there were actually a lot of low-level warriors mixed in it, including werewolves, bloods, and spider demons.

After looking at it for a while, Qianye's already solemn expression became even more condensed, looking at the formation and attack method of this charge, those low-level dark warriors were not the elite hidden in the cannon fodder, but were really used as cannon fodder. What this means, every veteran of the battlefield knows very well.

The White Valve warriors on the city walls fired desperately, rows of gunpowder and Force projectiles were fired, plowing a large empty space in the cannon fodder tide. However, the number of cannon fodder of the dark race is too much, and hundreds of dead people can't feel the change at all.

The gray tide that seemed to be about to flood the horizon slammed into the fortress, and hundreds of people flew into the air. In the tide of cannon fodder, the huge servant spiders slammed into the city wall, and when they began to gallop, they were prompted by the secret method to have their potential and ferocity, and they were not afraid of life and death, and their strength increased dramatically.

Of course, the White Lords were aware of the destructive power of these Servant Spiders, and the Force Bullets of the senior officers were fired at them first. The servant spider lost half of its numbers in the first impact, and its massive body crushed more cannon fodder.

However, the surviving servant spider continued to fit and hit again and again as if unconscious, each blow would dent and deform the armor steel plates embedded in the outer wall of the fortress, and then tear them a few times, and the steel plates would fall off one by one.

The wall, unprotected by armor and steel plates, looked vulnerable to the unleashed Servant Spider, and a few back-and-forth collisions caused the wall to collapse with a frame structure. In the blink of an eye, there were many gaps in the fortress wall, and countless cannon fodder soldiers immediately swarmed in.

But when they thought that they would be able to meet the Terran warriors in a short battle immediately, they were stunned to find that there was actually another city wall more than ten meters away. The ground was shaking, and with the loud roar of steel rails and steam machinery, steel gates were falling, sealing the gates of the inner walls.

Thousands of White Warriors emerged at the head of the wall, their guns aimed at the Dark Race warriors who rushed over, and there were also small half-warriors on the outer city wall who turned their guns around and put on a flanking attack.

On the upper floor of the fortress, Bai Longjia pointed forward with the long sword in his hand and shouted, "Organize!

Countless black holes suddenly cracked in the ground between the two city walls, spewing out raging flames, instantly turning this small area into a hell of flames. And the white valve warriors on the inner and outer city walls fired desperately, shooting down the dark race warriors who were covered in flames.

The regular warriors of the dark race outside the fortress had already assembled, divided into more than ten roads, and rushed towards the fortress. And the cannon fodder troops, after a round of unprepared heavy losses, still had a considerable number, and the dark nobles who commanded on the spot did not take much time to organize a new attack.

All of a sudden, the outer walls of the fortress were filled with gunsmoke and bloodstreams, and in the face of absolute numerical inferiority, the White Valve warriors suffered heavy casualties.

The battle was even more intense, with small battlefields in each direction of the fortress, and from time to time there were teams of dark warriors breaking through the defenses and rushing into the interior of the fortress, only to be surrounded and annihilated by the White Lords warriors.

Those Blood Clan warships in the sky were not willing to be lonely, and began to lower their altitude and bombard the fortress. The white-valve powerhouses are also constantly fighting back, and the large-caliber Force sniper rifle with special armor-piercing bullets can also pose a threat to the frigate, among which there will occasionally be a few Force hand cannons, which will directly penetrate the small and medium-sized floating boats, and for a while, the blood clan battleships did not dare to get too close.

Soon the flames of war spread to the interior of the fortress, and the tide of dark warriors rushed into the fortress and fought to the death with the white valve warriors in every passage and room.

The White Valve warriors inside the fortress are only a few thousand, and they are at an absolute disadvantage in terms of numbers, and on the other hand, in the unique Blood Clan battleship in the sky, I don't know what kind of strong people are in charge, so at the level of the strong, the White Valve does not have any advantage.

Despite the precarious situation, the White Dragon Armor on the castle tower was still in command, constantly mobilizing the only mobile forces at hand to fill the holes in the defensive line.

The white valve was obviously very convinced of the white dragon armor, and all the orders were completed to the letter. Time passed, and despite the storms on every front, miraculously did not collapse.

At this moment, every step forward of the dark race has to pay a heavy price, and the number of casualties has skyrocketed. However, the orders to attack were still issued one after another, and the nobles of the Eternal Night, who were overseeing the battle in the rear, were expressionless as they drove wave after wave of warriors to the front.

At this moment, the White Valve Fortress is like a meat grinder that devours flesh and blood, constantly smashing the warriors on both sides.

Bai Longjia's eyes were slightly anxious, but his face was still calm, and he calmly mobilized his military strength.

The strong men on both sides have not yet entered the battlefield, and it is not yet the moment of the final decisive battle. The cannon fodder and ordinary fighters in front were consumed too miserably, and they could not decide the final outcome of the battle.

At this moment, in the Blood Clan battleship high above, an old man of the Blood Clan was sitting on a high-backed throne, looking at the battlefield image projected by the Force array in front of him. He was thin and thin, and his face was dark and dark, like a zombie that had just crawled out of a coffin.

The cloudy pale eyes, which were originally lifeless and would not move for a long time, suddenly had a focal length, staring at a certain point on the battlefield. His bone-like hand was raised, and after a few dots in the air, the image of the battlefield was magnified.