"Is the medicine enough?" asked Qianye as she handed over a cigarette.

The battalion commander took a deep breath, lifted his spirits a little, and said, "There are still some medicines, but they are only enough for one day at most, and they need to be strictly controlled." How did these bitch-bred black-blooded bastards suddenly become so many?"

Not far away, there was a sudden sound of fighting and crying, attracting the attention of all three people. A young civilian was excitedly tugging at an expeditionary soldier and yelling, "I need medicine! Give me medicine! My woman is going to die!"

Behind him, a young woman was half-lying and half-sitting against the wall, clutching her neck, blood gushing from her fingers.

The expeditionary soldier glanced at her, shook his head, and said, "She's no longer good." There are not many medicines now, so we must use them sparingly. ”

"People are dying, what do you have to save?" the man became more and more excited.

The soldiers of the expeditionary force turned cold and said: "Many wounded brothers have no medicine, and they can only endure the pain! If it is given to you, what will those brothers who are dying of use for?"

The man suddenly snatched the gun of the expeditionary soldier, pointed it at his head, and roared: "I don't care so much! Bring the medicine!

At this moment, a gunshot rang out, and the man's head suddenly exploded, and the body fell limply. An expeditionary lieutenant approached, the muzzle of a pistol still smoking. He picked up his rifle, stuffed it into the arms of the expeditionary soldier, and said coldly: "Remember, whoever grabs your gun on the battlefield will be your enemy!

He reached out and patted the young warrior on the shoulder, and said, "I hope you survive tonight, rookie." ”

Bao Zhengcheng, Qianye and the battalion commander retracted their gazes, and the atmosphere was invisibly a little more solemn. The scene just now was very helpless, but it was also very realistic. Everyone has encountered it more than once. When it comes to the battlefield, everything is prioritized by military supplies, which is the iron law of the Imperial Army.

Qianye asked, "When will reinforcements arrive?"

The battalion commander sighed and said, "Looking at the direction in which these black-blooded mongrels came from, it is estimated that the division headquarters has also been hit." The beacon I sent out was to tell them to go to the 60th Division for help, if the boys are lucky enough, the reinforcements will arrive tomorrow morning, and if it is a special force at the level of an all-combat soldier, maybe it can be earlier. But that's about it. ”

Tomorrow morning, that means there's still a long night to go.

Qianye thought silently, and then said to the battalion commander: "Let your people help me find two blood clan melee weapons, anything, if you want a high-level one, the heavier the better." ”

The battalion commander immediately called the herald and ordered him to go down. A moment later, three weapons arrived, two of which were third-level Blood Force swords, one of which was the Blood Knight's sword. The third weapon was a huge axe with a dark body, and at a glance it was extremely heavy!

Qianye reached out and lifted the giant axe, and checked it in his hand, very satisfied with its weight.

The corners of Bao Zhengcheng's eyes twitched when they saw it, this giant axe was one hundred and fifty kilograms! Even a fourth-level soldier who specialized in evolutionary strength and strength was very difficult to wield, how could he use it for battle?

Bao Zhengcheng also recognized this giant axe, the original owner was a sixth-level humanoid spider demon, and he used up the Force before he used the 'Tempest' to knock it down. But in order to cover his attack, a dozen warriors were cut in two by the giant axe.

As Thousand Nights tried to input the Force, an array of Force forces on the axe's blade lit up, revealing a black-red mist. It's only a Level 2 Force weapon, but due to its weight and length, it's far more powerful than the Blood Clan Level 3 longsword in a dogfight.

Qianye picked up the Blood Knight's sword again and said, "I want this axe and that sword." Now that I'm going to practice, it's a little bit more to recover the Force, and hopefully we'll all be able to get through this night. ”

Bao Zhengcheng and the battalion commander glanced at each other, and they also found a place to start practicing and resting.

The night was hard, but it was not without good news. Just now, this battle has almost wiped out all the cannon fodder of the dark race, and then the next thing is to consume their regular fighters in real time. No matter what race the dark race is, it is not as populous and numerous as the human race. If they begin to lose their regular fighters in large numbers, any commander will feel a pain in the flesh.

The earthen castle fell silent for a moment.

Qianye examined his body and unexpectedly found that there were two more ordinary blood qi that was used to crouching in his heart. And in his blood, a large amount of foreign blood qi is still surging, as if the sea has not yet subsided, the golden and purple blood qi is like a fish in water, and where it passes, a large area of blood qi is quickly swallowed and transformed.

However, the Dawn Force is like a reef beach after the tide has receded, and it has only recovered a shallow layer, which obviously must be replenished by the operation of the army.

Before cultivating, Chiya finally decided on her new ability: precision shooting. This ability allows him to think faster at the moment of shooting, making it easier to lock on to the opponent's vital points and deliver more powerful blows.

Advancing to level four gives you access to a new ability. Originally, Qianye was still hesitating between firearms and melee abilities, and he never made the final decision, but now he made up his mind.

Eagle Strike's long-range sniping, combined with the two abilities of heavy warhead and precision shooting, coupled with the special Force physical bullet, will become extremely terrifying in an instant, and it is the key to killing high-level dark races by a thousand nights. In the next battle, whether or not you can kill the opponent's highest-level warrior who leads each battlefield node is the key to victory.

After selecting the ability, Qianye began to cultivate the battle technique, waiting for a new battle horn to sound.

At this time, in the camp of the Dark Alliance outside the city, the Blood Baron was pacing back and forth in front of the marching table, his face pale.

There were two blood knights kneeling in the tent, and several werewolves and spider demons standing on the side also looked very uneasy. The Baron is the commander-in-chief of this combined force, and he is also the strongest, just one step away from breaking through the generals.

The baron suddenly erupted, swept away everything on the table, and roared angrily: "Rubbish! It's all rubbish! Dead all the cannon fodder, and didn't knock down such a small place!

The Blood Knight was speechless under the natural suppression, and at this moment a tall werewolf said: "The firepower of the defenders of this stronghold is abnormally strong! Your information is wrong! And I suspect that there is a strong man in the city who is not weaker than us." ”

Disgust flashed across the Baron of the Blood Clan, and he said angrily: "How can the intelligence of our clan be wrong? The strongest there is only a fifth-level warrior, have you seen an enemy above the fifth-level when you are attacking the city? Idiot!"

The werewolf let out a menacing roar, undaunted: "If you don't see it, it doesn't mean that it doesn't exist! I heard the sound of the Eagle Strike! My warriors have also suffered heavy losses because of the Eagle Strike! Old fellow, have you ever heard of humans below level 6 being able to use Eagle Strikes? I see that your castle is so damp that your wooden head has rotted!"

The baron was furious, his eyes bloodshot, and his mouth opened to reveal two long, blood-sucking fangs. Although several werewolves were inferior in rank to the baron, they all bowed their bodies and made a fighting stance, obviously not afraid of a battle at all.

At this time, one of the two spider demons spoke: "If you really want to duel, then I will only be happy, but not now! This battle has already had an accident, the treacherous humans have invaded the war zone in advance, and we shouldn't have stopped in this hellish place. Baron Mack, I advise you to watch your tone. The Greenmane Tribe and we are not affiliated with you, but we just respect your strength and act together. If you don't want to, then it's a big deal for us to split up and attack the city. ”

The other spider demon said coldly: "The high-level warriors of our two clans have died so much, and the losses of your blood clan are not big. It's a bit of a stretch, isn't it? There can't be any other reason, right?"

The baron's scarlet eyes narrowed, and Sen Ran asked, "What is the reason?"

The spider demon was stunned and stopped talking.

The werewolf at the head then said, "I need to make amends." Give us thirty Force grenades each, and today's losses will be over. ”

The baron's cheeks twitched suddenly, and after a moment he gritted his teeth and said, "Yes!"

The Bloodline's Force grenades are much more powerful than humans, but each one is handmade, and the number of artisans with this skill is scarce, so production is scarce. Even within the Dark Race, it is a luxury that ordinary troops simply cannot afford.

The baron's gaze swept over the people in the tent and asked, "Who will lead the attack tonight?"

There was a sudden silence in the tent, and no one answered.

Somehow, there is one more strong man who uses Eagle Strike in a battalion-level human defense node, which is a powerful threat to any warrior below level seven, and if a level six warrior is unlucky, he may even be killed by a single shot. And that person fired more than one shot in a battle, even with the doping effect, the other party was at least a sixth-level warrior.

No one wants to face Eagle Strike in a chaotic siege battle, and the only candidate is the Baron, who is only one step away from the battle.

Seeing that all eyes were focused on himself, the baron's face sank, and he said coldly: "If I go to war, those Terran special forces appear, what will you do?"

The spider demon and the werewolf looked at each other and fell silent.

Since midnight yesterday, the battle has lasted almost a day in this Tanglin Mountains. The entire mountain terrain has been turned into a battlefield, and the situation is extremely complicated. The nearest 55th Division of the Terrans has already pressed on the frontal battlefield a hundred kilometers away, and the 58th Division at the other end has also begun to mobilize. And their coalition army, which was originally in the field position of thirty kilometers further north, was inexplicably dragged here. According to the latest news from the headquarters, several human special forces composed of pure combat soldiers have disappeared into the depths of the Tanglin Mountains, and even the Wind Wolf Tribe has not been able to track their whereabouts and areas of activity until now.

Seeing their faces, the baron snorted, stretched out his hand to a spider demon and a werewolf, and said, "You two will fight together tonight! I will go to the periphery to set up a defensive line, the cordon of the Terran defense node is only a day's march, and tomorrow morning, their reinforcements should arrive." I may not be able to stop it, so you'd better get rid of it tonight!"

The spider demon and the werewolf glanced at each other and left silently. The baron was left alone in the tent, staring at the picture on the wall, his brows tightened. A Blood warrior brought in a cup of blood, placed it on the table, and then quietly retreated. But the baron just stared at the map and even forgot to taste the delicacy.

His gaze did not fall on the earthen castle and the direction of the Terran reinforcements. He looked at the other two forces of the Dark Race, and his eyes were full of vigilance and awe. The baron picked up a pen and made a few bright red marks on the map. It was a level of threat that only he understood.

Judging by the signs, the threat of Terran reinforcements is far less than that of the other two dark race troops.

Late at night, the Yin family courtyard outside Xichang City.

Kiki read the piece of letterhead that was spread out in front of her twice in a row, and then called for someone to come in.

A beautiful maiden hurried in and out.

A moment later, Ji Yuanjia walked in quickly. He was obviously rested, and he was not wearing a military uniform, a narrow-sleeved right-sided collared robe that was commonly worn by a man of the noble clan.

Before he could stand firmly, Kiki asked, "Why did Qianye go to the mountainous area of the earthen castle?"

PS: It will be late at night. Happy Holidays everyone!