Seeing that the momentum was not right, Ge Shitu took over and said, "Why bother to say more, now that I'm here, let's join forces, do you think we can still rush through here?"

I don't know if it's an illusion, the corners of the mouth of the figure on the Haimi mask seem to be slightly curved upward, revealing a sneer. She said lightly: "Originally, I was only thirty percent sure, but you appeared too slowly, that demon fool has been hit hard by my three arrows, and his strength can be left with seven or eight achievements." It's strange to me that idiot hasn't seen me, I fought you before, why did you watch for so long, and you did it so late?"

Sen's face immediately changed slightly. Until Ge Shitu appeared on his own, he didn't notice that there was someone next to him, which showed that Ge Shitu was deliberately hiding his traces.

Ge Shitu said angrily: "You were just a little girl then, how can you be the same as now?"

"A little girl, didn't she hold up in front of you for a while?"

Ge Shitu knew that the explanation of this kind of thing would only get darker and darker, and at that moment his hands were open, the blood-colored light flashing on his fingertips, and shouted: "It's useless to talk too much, just beat it!"

However, as soon as he opened his hands, he suddenly saw another arrow on the longbow in Haimi's hand. The arrow is pitch black and seems to absorb all the light. It is only from the contrast of the changes in the surrounding environment that we can realize the existence of this arrow.

Ge Shitu's hair stood on end, and he exclaimed, "The seventh arrow!"

Before the cry fell, the black arrow had already come out! The moment it left the string, it had appeared behind the poem.

Ge Shitu shouted, made a turn with an extremely complicated trajectory, and hurried away, ignoring the towering pass of Sen and the tens of thousands of troops below.

Sen was stunned for a while, completely unexpectedly that the situation would take a turn for the worse and that this would happen.

Haimi takes off her mask, revealing a face that is almost indescribable. She looked to be no more than twenty years old, and the years had not left any mark on her face. It's just that at this moment, this beautiful face is very pale, and I can't tell if it has been hidden under the mask for too long, or if it has been injured in some way. But from the corners of her eyes, two lines of blood are flowing, which is not only poignant, but also shows that her condition is not good at the moment.

She turned to look at Sen and said, "Do you know why I took off my mask?"

Sen's face was solemn, and no matter how much he thought about it, he knew that it could never be a romantic reason. While he was on full alert, he asked, "Why?"

"I just said that I was only 30% sure of hitting you, but after I shot you, it became 60% sure. ”

Sen was even more vigilant and said, "And then?"

"And then, if I do my best, it's ten percent!" said Hami with a smile on her face as she slowly drew another arrow.

Mori was shocked!

Even though she knew that the seventh arrow Haimi had just shot must have paid a considerable price, and she only had two arrows left, Sen didn't want to test how powerful these two arrows were. Even Ge Shitu ran away with a face, and he didn't want to put his life on the line.

"Wait!" Sen hurriedly raised his hands to say something.

But where did Haimi ignore him?

Seeing that it was not good, Sen didn't dare to bargain anymore, so he turned around and left. In the end, Haimi didn't really shoot the arrow.

Geshitu and Sen evacuated one after another, and the morale of the dark race troops below can be imagined. At this point, the Imperial vanguard stopped the attack, and the Eternal Night defense line was immediately busy, and the garrison troops withdrew in echelons.

There is no interference on the Empire's side, and there is no intention of pursuing. The immediate goal of the Eastern Route Army is to complete the meeting, not to kill or injure the Dark Army. The troops on the opposite side are complete, but they are missing the commander, if they are greedy for this bit of military merit and arouse the other party's desperate heart, I don't know how long they will be dragged forward.

Haimi stood with his bow in his hand, until the troops of the Eternal Night had withdrawn, and then said, "Go over." Then he turned around and flew into the battleship.

Before returning, she put on a mask again, and no one could see the joy and sorrow.

The Imperial Eastern Route Army set off again, rolling through the defensive line and advancing along the edge of the floating land.

The middle lane is a different story.

Zhao Jundu divided the troops under his command into several waves, alternately assaulted, and must take the lead in each battle, so the morale of the army was extremely strong, and everyone was killed, all the way to Baicheng.

Since Zhao Jundu went to war, the empire has another value. Wei Guogong personally sat in the middle route army and thought it was the pillar. When Duke Doyle appeared, the Duke of Wei Guo naturally took it and hit him from the ground to the void.

Without the support of a duke-level powerhouse, how could the Eternal Night troops withstand the assault of the Imperial Middle Route Army with Zhao Lord's private army as the main force, and all the defense lines were broken through, and the entire central area of the floating land was cut to pieces. If it weren't for the natural barrier of the Misty Forest, the dark race's defense line might not have been washed away.

In a series of assault battles, Zhao Jundu showed another side that had been concealed by his strong personal force in the past: in terms of the talent of commanding in battle, he was no worse than the first-line generals of the empire. He has an almost intuitive acuity for the weaknesses of the Night's defenses, often crushing an opponent's defense with a single blow.

On the other hand, most of the Eternal Night Warriors knew at the moment that the floating land was gone, and everyone was thinking about how to get out, and they had no intention of fighting, and their determination to defend was not firm.

However, there are also a few strategists who vaguely feel that Zhao Jundu's use of troops this time can be called a little aggressive, and he supervises the army to fight without caring for the troops, and regardless of the surrounding situation, he just blindly waving the army and going straight forward, without making the slightest detour and relaxation.

Fortunately, the city that does not fall in the rear is still Zhao Xuanji in charge of the overall situation, and all kinds of material resources are constantly sent, giving priority to replenishing the army in the middle lane. And Zhao Jundu's troops are invincible, which makes those plans and suggestions useless. In addition, there were two teams drawn from Zhao Xuanji and Zhao Weihuang's guards, which specially swept Zhao Jundu's left and right to protect the flanks.

In this way, the middle road of Fulu has almost become the world of Zhao Valve, the east road is headed by the imperial family, and the rest of the gate valve families, including the Qingyang Zhang family, are all crowded to the west road.

This is a rather strange pattern, and people who are interested in it have repeatedly figured it out, but they can't grasp anything. It's just that it feels like there are too many people from the imperial family and Zhao Valve.

Although the Imperial Family and the Praetorian Guard have always been the vanguard in the national war, it seems that the battle of floating land has not yet reached this level. Moreover, most of the royal reserved territories are located in Qin Lu, and now the immortal king who sits in Qin Lu is dying, once the empire loses a day of king, Yongye takes the opportunity to attack the mainland, and still has to rely on the imperial family to support the overall situation, and invests too much in the floating land, how to adjust the local side?

White City, in just one day's effort, the entire city has been changed beyond recognition, there are not a few buildings of a certain height in the whole city, and all obvious targets have been completely destroyed by the Eternal Night Heavy Artillery.

The city was completely in ruins, the ground was covered with corpses, and the foundations and soil were no longer visible. The smoke was still thick, but the light of the fire had faded a lot, and there was not much left to burn in the city.

From the beginning of the attack, Romel smashed all the heavy artillery shells into the city in a frenzied manner. This kind of indiscriminate bombardment did have an effect, at least most of the heavy artillery group carefully prepared by Song Zining was destroyed. Fortunately, the shells were almost finished, and Qianye and Song Zining didn't feel distressed.

They didn't care about the distress, and as soon as the shelling was over, the dark army attacked. In one day, Romil's army launched eight attacks. Although they were all beaten back, every corner of the entire city is full of traces of battle.

In the ruins of a house, Chiya stood against the wall, silently smoking a cigarette. This is already a rare enjoyment on the battlefield at this moment.

Song Zining was covered in dust, and he didn't know where he got out, and sat on the ground in front of Qianye, shouting: "I'm tired! Where did these guys get so much cannon fodder, don't they feel heartache?"

"How many more do we have?"

"Wait, get me a cigarette first. I've already finished that point. ”

Qianye touched his body, but there was no one left, so he handed him the leftover half. Song Zining didn't care about much, took it and took a deep breath, and then said with satisfaction: "I don't know why, I want to smoke as soon as I fight......

After smoking, Song Zining closed the field around him in a flash, and said, "We probably have more than 10,000 people left." But the reserves that have not been used are only a few hundred people. Their offense was so crazy that it was simply not normal. ”

"Only 10,000?" Qianye knew that the casualties must be heavy, but after hearing the specific number, there was still an unexpected heaviness.

Song Zining seemed to be thinking from a different angle, "When this battle is over, the dark fire will probably go bankrupt." ”

This time, Qianye and Song Zining brought 40,000 troops from the neutral place, except for nearly 10,000 people who stayed in the fleet to stand by, the rest were all thrown into the Baicheng battlefield. In just one day's effort, more than half of the entire army was killed or wounded, which shows that the battle situation is tragic. If in a neutral place, whether offensive or defensive, the battle damage reaches this level, the army will basically collapse.

In the melee where the flames of war burned everywhere, even Qianye and Song Zining were powerless to take care of those ordinary mercenaries, and they had no time to deal with the dark race's lordship powerhouses like a swarm of ants devouring elephants.

But the thought of more than 10,000 soldiers dying in battle on such a small piece of land still has a feeling of unreality.

Song Zining knew what he was thinking, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Don't think about it so much, this is war." More than 10,000 people have died here, and it is estimated that there are three or four times as many of us on the other side, not counting the servants of all kinds of spiders and wolves. ”

The biggest headache for the Eternal Night Fang is that the reproduction rate of the human race is far faster than that of most dark races, which is slower than the reproduction rate of the servants, but the servants are not trained to be high-level warriors or even knighthood powerhouses at all. Although the Terrans are only partially able to awaken the Dawn Force, they can basically use weapons after training, so that at the level of real warriors, the combat power of the individual Terrans is relatively weak, and the intergenerational replenishment speed is much faster.

Therefore, in battle, as long as the Terrans suffer fewer casualties than the warriors of the Dark Race, it is generally acceptable. And so far in the defense of the White City, the casualties of the dark warriors are several times that of the mercenaries, and no matter where they are placed, they can be said to have achieved brilliant results.

It's just that Qianye's frowning brows didn't stretch.

On the battleship in the distance, Romel looked at the battle report of the casualty figures in front of him, and there seemed to be a dark cloud slowly piling up overhead. After a long time, he said, "In other words, we have lost 50,000 soldiers after only one day of fighting?"

One of the counts said cautiously, "This also includes the missing figures. ”

"Rubbish!!!" snapped, and the battle report slammed into the earl's face.