On the Holy Light Barrier, every second, every moment, at least dozens of lives fell, and blood flowed down the drainage ditch on the Holy Light Barrier. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Holy Light Barrier and the sewer system of the Eagle New City are one, starting from the attack and defense of the Holy Light Barrier, but after a morning's effort, there was a strong smell of blood from the drainage pipes in the Eagle New Town.

I don't know how many mothers are praying, and I don't know how many fathers are looking at the tall barrier of holy light.

Their sons fought on it.

A young woman is caring for her young children.

The delicate hand groped for the long sword left by her husband again and again, and slowly became rough.

They were waiting, waiting for their husbands to return.

And what about Zhou Mo?

Zhou Mo is ruthlessly issuing orders.

Degerst had already sent a third letter of request to Zhou Mo asking for an increase in the intensity of the war.

Zhou Mo is also the third rejection.

"Maintain the status quo, be sure to drag the war to the quagmire, and squeeze the last drop of blood out of the central nobles!"

This is Zhou Mo's strategic intention.

Degerst was quick to get back in again.

"Obey the military orders of your lordship, but please look at the livelihood of countless innocent civilians in the central part of the country, and the countless parents in the territory of the Holy Cross who are waiting for their sons to return home, and end the war as soon as possible!"

It's not Degist's soft-heartedness as a commander.

Ten days have passed since the Holy Light Barrier Attack and Defense Battle began.

Over the course of ten days, millions of armies alternately fought at the head of the Holy Light Fortress.

Mountains of corpses and a sea of blood, at the time of the daily truce, the corpses carried down from the head of the Holy Light Fortress City have already filled the school yard of the military camp.

From the barracks to the Eagle New Town, the daily convoy transporting the corpses of the dead in battle is longer than the convoy transporting grain and grass.

In ten days, the Fifth Regular Legion stationed at the Holy Light Barrier, as well as the Seventh Regular Legion and the Eighth Regular Legion that were knocked out by Degest, a total of 300,000 regular soldiers, have been disabled in half.

And the nearly 800,000 auxiliary soldiers who served these 300,000 regular soldiers had to go to the city to fight because of the increase in the intensity of the war, and more than one-third of them had already suffered casualties.

If there is really no way, it can only be like this, otherwise the Holy Light Barrier will be breached, and Degerst will have nothing to say.

But just behind the Holy Light Barrier, Degerst held in his hand the source energy armament that could instantly suppress the noble coalition forces in the central part of the city without any temper, but it could not be used because of Zhou Mo's order, which made Degerst, as the president of the north, extremely stressed, and looking at the number of deaths every day, no one could understand Degerst's inner torment.

Obviously, as long as he gave an order, he could end this war, but he watched countless lives pass away, even if Degerst was a qualified commander and a real soldier, he could not be indifferent.

Zhou Mo looked at the words passed by Degst, and was silent for a while, but his face was indifferent.

Pick up the pen and write on a piece of gold-plated paper:

"Five days, five more days, Benjue has ordered the weeds, and within three days the central nobles must be agitated and all forces must be pressed. ”

"In one go, solve all the living forces of the central aristocracy, and when the counteroffensive is carried out in the future, countless troubles will be saved, and at the same time, countless small-scale wars will be saved. ”

"Degest, drag the war on the Holy Light Barrier, the cost paid by the civilians is the smallest, once our army marches into the central part and is dragged into an unlimited small-scale war by those nobles, you can imagine how the civilians in the midst of the war will be hurt!"

"Five days, five more days, all the living forces of the central nobles will be wiped out under the Holy Light Barrier, Degest, you will save countless innocent civilians!"

The gold plate paper was passed to Degerst through a miniature teleportation array.

In the headquarters, Degst's confidential secretary and staff officer, as well as the regular corps commander with a mottled title, all looked at Degerst with hope.

After quietly reading Zhou Mo's handwriting, Degerst let out a long sigh.

This sigh made all the people in the command who knew about it show sadness on their faces.

"What the adults are thinking about is the overall situation of the human race in the world, and we can only do our best, five days, and hold on for another five days!"

"Lord Lord has a life, five days later, all the central noble coalition army will be annihilated!"

With such a sentence, the morale of the high command can be considered to be boosted.

Zhou Mo was also sighing at this time, he didn't want to end the war of the Holy Light Barrier as soon as possible and end this quagmire of flesh and blood.

But the situation in the central part is different from in the south.

The population density in the south was much lower than in the center, thanks to the population blockade imposed by the Otto Empire on the southern aristocracy for many years, and the population migration policy.

Most of the civilians in the south are gathered in the main cities of various noble lords, that is, with the vastness of the Principality of Silver Moon and the Principality of the Lin Clan, as long as they capture all the main cities, it is equivalent to occupying the area.

The central part has always been a direct jurisdiction of the Otto Empire, gathering more than sixty percent of the population of the entire Otto Empire.

The main cities, cities, towns, towns, and villages are densely packed with dogs' teeth, and the ancient aristocratic forces are like a fine spider web, entrenched in the entire central region.

If you don't exhaust the vast majority of the central aristocracy and the army at one time, if you want to completely conquer the central region, it will inevitably set off a monstrous war, and when the time comes, the richest and most prosperous area of the human race in the central part will turn into a ghost!

Zhou Mo can't afford this loss, and the human race can't afford it.

This is also the difference between Zhou Mo and those nobles and the three emperors of the human race.

Both the nobles and the three emperors of the Terran race regarded the elite nobles of the Terran as the backbone, believing that as long as the power of the nobles was preserved, the vitality of the Terran would not be greatly damaged.

Zhou Mo is different, Zhou Mo believes that the Terrans occupy the vast majority of civilians, which is where the vitality of the Terrans lies.

"Fetch water!"

Zhou Mo commanded, and Miya quickly brought in a basin of cold water floating with ice cubes.

Zhou Mo immersed his face in the icy water, and his mind moved faster and faster in the cold.

And the negative emotions that Degerst transmitted to Zhou Mo were also dispelled by Zhou Mo under the action of cold water.

"Ask the fat man, what's going on with the Three Kings Alliance, why hasn't there been any movement yet!"

Miya answered in a low voice, and then quickly left Zhou Mo's study.

In recent days, as the casualty figures of the Holy Light Barrier War have changed day by day, the entire Holy Cross Castle has been shrouded by Zhou Mo's low air pressure.

The news flew by with the source energy wave, and after a few breaths, it reached the ears of the fat man.

The fat man who was lying on the table, enjoying the maid's massage, was violently agitated all over his body, and his fat body trembled.

"No matter what, within five days, let the Three Kings Alliance launch an offensive, now, immediately, act immediately!"

The fat man's roar echoed throughout the Weeds headquarters a moment later.

After a cup of tea, in the camp of the Three Kings Alliance, several of the main nobles who made up the coalition army walked into the tents.