At the southern foot of Yin Mountain, when Chenhui lifted its undulating cyan veil, the soldiers of the Yulin Army all stood up, and because the wolf cavalry battalion that came to their aid last night brought them some supplies, everyone's spirits were much better. www.biquge.info The most important thing is that the undefeated god of war in their hearts, Guo Zizhong, the governor of Northern Xinjiang, is in the human camp in the distance, this is a man who can create miracles, because because of his existence, the people in the Jedi are full of hope.

On the high ground of Juma Slope, an old general with gray hair supported the ground with his sword, holding the hilt of the sword with one hand, looking at the large camp below, his eyebrows were still full of melancholy, this veteran was the governor of the Central Army, General Bolu.

The situation of the enemy's strength and weakness has not changed substantially, and from the steep Juma slope, there are still dense barracks of interracial coalition forces around, and countless barracks are like chess pieces covering the entire valley mouth. And the Juma Slope where the Yulin Army was located was like a crack on the chessboard, suddenly appearing in the middle of the chess pieces. It also clearly divides the orc army and the undead army into two pieces. Standing on the slope and looking out of the valley, on the left side of the Juma Slope is the roaring orc legion, numbering 100,000 people, and on the right is the quiet undead tribe legion, as many as 150,000 people, which is almost the only elite legion left after the civil war of the undead tribe.

Admiral Burlu could faintly see a troop of grain trucks coming out of the mountains, hidden in the camp of the alien coalition. He knew that there was a convenient road in this valley that led directly to the north of Yin Mountain, and he could reach the capital of the undead tribe in five days, Bruda City. This is also the main reason why the human army chose to raid the undead tribe from here.

It's a pity that in the end, the secret raid turned out to be a turtle in an urn, and the "turtle" was a person who came to make a career with great ambitions, and even caught up with his own emperor. Remembering the battle a few months ago, he still had lingering palpitations. When the central army of the expedition reached the middle of the road, it suddenly encountered an ambush, and several legions were broken by countless rolling logs and boulders, and fell into a dilemma and fought separately. If it weren't for the Yulin military formation at the end and luckily retreated to the Zhuma slope to hold on to the reinforcements, the situation in the whole world would have been rewritten.

"Teacher, why don't you rest for a while?" a voice came from behind him.

"Your Majesty!" General Boru heard this voice and hurriedly turned to greet him.

It was the emperor of the current Guangming Dynasty who came, and he was trapped here for months, and the blow of the war, so that the emperor, who had just passed forty years old, was already a little old.

"The teacher doesn't have to be polite, if it weren't for the teacher's central scheduling, we wouldn't be able to hold on to it now. The teacher has made a great contribution!"

"Your Majesty, you have killed the old minister, and the old minister is ashamed!"

The Bright Emperor waved his hand, and he followed Admiral Berlu's gaze to look at the continuous camp, and a sense of powerlessness also rose in his heart. Just as Juma Slope is useful to themselves and others, the funnel-shaped Yin Valley Mouth is also an easy to defend and difficult to attack existence for the alien coalition forces, and they don't have to worry about the supply of food and grass at all. In this case, how sure can the Empire's reinforcements realize that plan? In fact, the Bright Emperor already knows the answer, because he has never felt so desperate.

Emperor Guangming looked at the old man in front of him, the imperial general, his own mentor, and for a moment seemed to return to his youth, at that time he was both in awe and awe of the old man in front of him, but there was a kind of warmth and dependence that the royal family could not feel. He suddenly had an urge not to vomit unpleasantly, he raised his hand and waved it back to the left and right, stared at Beru and said slowly: "Teacher, do you blame me? If it weren't for my forced expedition north to the ice field, there would not be today's fiasco-" There was an indescribable pain and exhaustion in his words.

"The old minister doesn't dare!"

After all, he just didn't dare, but he didn't blame himself! Emperor Guangming felt deeply lonely, he suddenly looked at the north covered by Yin Mountain, and said slowly: "I know that there are rumors below that I listened to slander and rashly went north, but I didn't know that this was a choice that I couldn't escape at all. Unlike previous kings, I was born in this era, and I could not avoid this war, and no one knew how tempting the opportunities presented by the civil war of the undead were for me. ”

The Bright Emperor's emotions were slightly excited, and he suddenly pointed to the camp of the undead tribe: "Teacher, what do you think is the difference between the undead and us?"

Beru looked at the Emperor of Light in surprise, wondering why he asked. After a little thought, Beru pondered: "According to the minister's opinion, there is no difference. In addition to their mysterious natural skills, they are no different from us humans in terms of physical structure and mental thinking. If I had to say otherwise, it might only be rumored that they were born in the Land of the Dead, a race from hell. But who among the human beings has ever seen the place of death, it may be just another dangerous place. ”

The Bright Emperor shook his head: "No, the founding ancestors of the country eight hundred years ago have seen it, and each generation of the Bright Emperor has inherited this memory. According to the memories of the ancestors, these undead should not exist at all!" he took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, as if the next decision had made the emperor unbearable. "Today's difficulty, I have no luck, but they may not be too embarrassed Teacher, if you can't do anything, Teacher, you will descend!"

"The Ministers swear to live and die with Your Majesty!" Beru immediately knelt down.

The Bright Emperor waved his hand: "No, teacher, this is my order." Because there is one more important thing for you to complete, teacher. If I am in trouble, please be sure to bring this sentence to the heir to the throne: a thousand years of eternal night, eight hundred lights, the eternal night of the Far North will once again cover the entire continent, and the darkness will give the undead black souls of the undead race, and they will become the real undead, the puppets of the eternal night, and they will slaughter the entire continent. “

Berru's face changed drastically, and he had heard the legend of the eternal night. Legend has it that thousands of years ago, the eternal night swept across the continent, bringing great calamity to mankind, but also completely ending the rule of the undead over the entire continent. But didn't the humans, the undead, or the orcs all survive?

As if sensing Berlu's doubts, the Emperor of Light explained: "That period of history has been deliberately covered up by the founding ancestors. When the eternal night fell thousands of years ago, the undead clan, as the rulers of the continent, out of duty and to protect their power, resisted the invasion of the eternal night in a way that was almost self-destructive. Even so, there are still countless undead people who have fallen into black demons. And in order to protect the remnants of the undead from the invasion of the eternal night, the human and orc armies have paid a terrible price to defend against these demons.

When the eternal night fades, the undead inevitably decline. Because of this, the Founding Fathers also had the opportunity to lead humanity to build their own empire, and to commemorate the war against the eternal night, the Empire was bright. When the patriarch was in his twilight years, he also visited the land of death, and the first thing he did when he returned was to erase all records of the eternal night, and he soon fell seriously ill and died. When he was dying, he left behind the words: a thousand years of eternal night, eight hundred lights, the eternal night of the Far North will once again envelop the entire continent, and the darkness will give the undead the undead black souls, who will become the real undead, the puppets of the eternal night, and they will slaughter the entire continent.

And now, it is the seventh eighty-eighth year of the Bright Calendar, and there is not much time left for the empire and mankind, and I have no choice. However, I have been defeated after all, is this the light that God wants to destroy me?"

"Your Majesty must not be discouraged, the governor of Northern Xinjiang has arrived, and the kings and ministers work together, there may not be no chance to get out of trouble!" Belu cried bitterly, "As long as Your Majesty returns to the court, the matter of eternal night will be discussed in the long run."

Thinking of this, the Bright Emperor couldn't help but sigh, he looked at the human camp in the distance and said slowly: "Teacher, who do you think leaked our whereabouts? I don't believe that the alien alliance can cooperate so seamlessly. We were dressed in stars and moons, and we moved so quickly that the tribe of the undead was able to calmly arrange an ambush. What's even more unbelievable is that at the same time as the ambush began, the orcs actually poured 300,000 troops to attack Wolf City. ”

Admiral Berlu looked at the Emperor deeply, he knew this student of his own very well, and since the Emperor had asked such a question, it meant that he already had an object of suspicion in his heart. He followed the emperor's gaze, and it was the reinforcement camp at the mouth of the Yin Valley.

I only heard the Bright Emperor continue: "And according to the governor of Northern Xinjiang, it was the attack of the orcs that caused the elite soldiers of Northern Xinjiang to be unable to rush to help, and could only come over with nine thousand people-"

"Your Majesty!" Admiral Bolu suddenly knelt on the ground and interrupted Emperor Guangming's words, "Your Majesty, Guo Zizhong was once a student of Lao Chen. The so-called king is worried about the death of the minister, and now His Majesty is in deep danger, and the old minister believes that he will definitely hold the heart of death this time, and sacrifice his life to save His Majesty, and please let Your Majesty feel relieved. ”

The Bright Emperor stared at Beru deeply, but said no more, and turned away directly.

Bo Lu looked at the back of the Bright Emperor and sighed deeply: "Zizhong's move is really not what a mature politician should do! From the perspective of the overall interests of mankind, his actions may be understandable, but where does he put His Majesty?" He shook his head, forget it, he is already old, he can help as much as he can! As for the future, when the coffin lid is closed, he can't manage it if he wants to!

However, His Majesty is not wrong about one thing, someone must have leaked his whereabouts to the undead tribe this time. Otherwise, how could the other party know everything about his marching arrangements? Who could this person be so ruthless and resolute in disregarding the lives and deaths of hundreds of thousands of soldiers? Perhaps it was only His Majesty who he wanted to kill, but his nature was so cold, that he was very much like a royal man. Admiral Berlu thought of the princes of the imperial capital. The death of His Majesty is undoubtedly the best outcome for those princes.

His Majesty now has few heirs, only two sons, the eldest son is sixteen years old, but his mind is not opened, his speech is like a baby, and he has no hope of succeeding to the throne, and the other youngest son is only three years old, and without strong reinforcements, he will only become a puppet and a victim in the struggle for the throne. Who will it be?

Forget it, as a soldier, Beru doesn't want to interfere too much in royal affairs. What he pities is these hundreds of thousands of good men, and it is just that he is old, these young men are the future pillars of the empire, and they can't think of burying their bones in a foreign land, alas! Could it be that the heavens are destined for the Bright Dynasty to decline like the tribe of the undead? Putting aside the vulgar and unliterate orcs, does the war between these two self-proclaimed civilized nations now seem to be a process that rots faster than anyone else? Berlu sighed deeply.

"Knock, knock, knock", the rumbling of war drums suddenly came from the bottom of the mountain.

In the human camp, with the sound of neat shouts, rows of infantry phalanxes appeared, and they advanced one by one, towards the mouth of the valley where the alien coalition forces were stationed. The widest part of the valley mouth was only about 2,000 paces, which severely limited the investment of human military power. Although Guo Zizhong has obviously strengthened the configuration in depth, the number of troops dispatched this time is no more than 30,000, and this should be the limit.

Everyone in the world knew that the Emperor and the Yulin Army trapped on the Horse Slope had reached the point of exhaustion, so the human reinforcements were eager to decide the victory in a battle. However, the tribes of the undead are equally well aware, and they have taken advantage of the terrain to set up a chain of defensive lines, forcing the human legions to enter the battle in batches. In this way, the war between the two sides will inevitably fall into a protracted war, and such a battle will be more and more disadvantageous to the human reinforcements of the labor expedition, because only they cannot afford to wait.

In the face of the overwhelming human phalanx, the alien coalition forces really stuck to the camp. As the human phalanx continued to approach, the first line of defense set up by the alien legions relying on the camp gate began to work, and military orders came and went.

I only heard an order: "Release the arrow!"

For a moment, a rain of arrows fell on the human phalanx. However, the human phalanx had all stopped in unison, and within the rain of arrows, all the phalanxes knelt in place, raising their shields diagonally. Listening to the tinkling sound, this round of heavy arrows did little damage to the human legion. After a rain of arrows, the human legion advanced again, easily past the trench in front of the camp. After months of fighting, these trenches have long been filled with messes, including even corpses that have not had time to be cleaned up.

It is normal for the two sides to fight without any fancy, and in this situation, the two sides can only fight in a decent manner, and all kinds of orders are issued like textbooks.

With only fifty paces left from the camp, the human legion formations began to trot.

Forty steps

Thirty steps

The armor in the front row suddenly exhaled, and threw the throwing spear in his hand at the defenders of the undead tribe. The spear made a wonderful arc, crossed the camp gate of the alien alliance, and slammed into the alien soldiers behind the camp gate. However, with their well-fortified camps, the alien coalition also suffered very little losses.

In the previous tentative attack, no one took advantage of it.

Twenty steps

Ten steps

......

The front row of heavy infantry had reached the first line of defense, their sharp spears as standard, completely ignoring the barbed obstacles at the camp gate, and the entire phalanx slammed into the positions of the alien coalition forces. However, the battalion of alien coalitions had already been prepared, and they also arranged a large number of heavy infantry and ultra-long pikemen here, who withstood the attacks of the human army on the one hand, and stabbed with spears on the other, and the spears stretched and retracted like the letters of poisonous snakes, constantly reaping the lives of human soldiers.

Seeing that the heavy infantry in front was never able to break through the opponent's camp gate, the light infantry in the back row quickly followed, relying on the suppression of the archers, they quickly approached the camp gate, borrowed the shoulders of the heavy infantry, and directly wanted to climb over the camp gate, countless arrows shot over, and the first group of attacking light cavalry were full of arrows, however, they hung firmly on the camp gate like hedgehogs, and refused to let go even if they died, and the follow-up soldiers immediately followed, and continued to climb with the shield made of flesh and blood. In order to break through the first layer of defense, the number of casualties quickly climbed to nearly 10,000, despite the 30,000 troops that the human legion had already invested.

Admiral Berlu watched the battle at the mouth of the valley and was shocked, and the battle entered a white-hot state so quickly, which shows the resoluteness of the imperial reinforcements' attack. He nodded slightly, Guo Zizhong used iron-blooded means, it seems that not only unified the command, but also strengthened discipline, improved combat effectiveness, and the coordination between the various formations has also been greatly improved, this student alone is far more than his teacher! Admiral Bolu observed for a while, and suddenly found an interesting place, although the human legion launched an attack on the entire alien alliance at the same time, the intensity of the attack was very different.

On the side of the Undead Tribe Legion, the human race almost invested most of its forces, and they used all their strength at the beginning, and in a short time, the casualties on both sides exceeded 10,000. But on the side of the orc legion, the human legion is not so much attacking as a drill, they are just scratching each other with a sparse number of arrows, and the orcs are just as lazy and weak in their counterattack. Fighting, resting, and fighting to the end is not so much a battle as an excuse for the orcs to deal with the Allies. Later, smoke rose from the camp.

Bo Lu instantly understood Guo Zizhong's thoughts, he was tempting, the orc legion was a guest army after all, and it was invited by the undead tribe. With such an attack, he tested whether the orc legion was truly cooperating with the undead tribe. As Guo Zizhong expected, the orc legion only wanted to keep the camp, and it didn't care about the life or death of the undead tribe legion, otherwise, it wouldn't turn a blind eye to the life-and-death battle on the other side. This kind of behavior of "making contributions but not making contributions" is crucial to the next arrangement. Because less than 200,000 human reinforcements are at a disadvantage compared to 250,000 alien coalition forces. But if it is only against an army of 150,000 undead, the human reinforcements have the power to fight at all.

Beru bowed slightly, but it wasn't enough. He believed that once the undead tribal army reached the point of life and death, the orc army would not really sit idly by, after all, in the face of the human empire, they were natural allies and had common interests. It is said that the orc commander is the Sith of the wolf clan, who is cunning and cruel, ruthless and changeable, and is quite famous among orc generals. The future of this war under the Yin Mountain is still worrying!

The battle below the mountain is already in full swing, and the first line of defense of the undead tribal legion has finally been loosened, and as long as a gap is opened, the human legion can inflict more damage on the undead tribal legion.

"Boom", when the battle was carried out until noon, like a flood that burst the embankment, a camp gate collapsed, and the human army immediately swarmed through the gap, and the undead tribal army in the first line of defense broke and fled. Admiral Beru was overjoyed, such a life-sacrificing offensive finally came to fruition, did Guo Zizhong want to finish his work in one battle?

Just as the human reinforcements were about to continue the pursuit, a mist rose from the gap, faintly unable to see clearly, and the defeated tribal soldiers suddenly retreated into the mist.

Boru's face changed, it's not good! There are undead casting spells, and in a fog of this scale, there should be a high-level undead who have made a move.

The human legion suddenly saw the fog, and it was also caught off guard, but fortunately, the attacking legion was still quite well-trained, and the soldiers at the front immediately raised their shields, and the soldiers who followed behind shot arrows desperately into the fog. A group of soldiers with their bags on their backs also rushed forward, and they held the stones that emitted a huge light in their hands, and threw them into the fog with all their might, and as soon as the strange burning stone entered the mist, it immediately exerted a great effect, and the strange mist suddenly dissipated. Clarity was restored before the eyes of the human army.

However, at this moment, the human soldiers at the front attack point froze for a moment, they stopped, only to see that behind the fog, a heavy cavalry had been assembled, and fear surged into everyone's hearts.

In this world, there are hardly any flesh and blood that can compete with such a mobile fortress, perhaps, only heavy infantry in heavy armor can barely compete. However, after the line was breached, the heavy infantry had already begun to retreat due to heavy casualties, and the front end of the attack was now all light infantry. There was no time to hesitate and must give up, even if this first line of defense was bought with the lives of countless human soldiers.

"Bell, bell, bell!" finally came the sound of gold in the rear, and the infantry desperately retreated, and as soon as they left the first line of defense, they quickly scattered on both sides. However, the heavy cavalry had already been activated, and although they did not start quickly, they soon formed a torrent of steel, and they seized the opportunity of the human formation to change formation, drowning the human soldiers who had not had time to retreat in the rolling torrent. After sacrificing countless lives, it took most of the day to break through the first line of defense and return to the hands of the undead tribe.

The heavy cavalry from the undead tribe was castrated, and they collided headlong into the human heavy infantry phalanx that had just been assembled, and in the face of the heavy infantry phalanx that had just been completed, these heavy cavalry pierced into it like a bone chopping knife, and the iron armor-covered horse's head hit the human soldier's chest fiercely, and the heavy infantry who fell to the ground did not have room to move, and was quickly swept into the bottom of the horse, even if it was separated by heavy armor, it was also shocked to death.

At the critical moment, the well-trained human heavy infantry corps came into play, and they remained like a tough spring, which was slowly bent but never cut off. They knew that as long as they let the heavy cavalry lose speed in the attack, the next thing was their time to reap the victory.

However, at this time, the infantry brigade of the Undead Tribe Legion also broke out of the defensive line, and they obviously wanted to use the onslaught of the heavy cavalry to extend their advantage. And the infantry phalanx of the human legion in depth also began to launch a counter-charge. So, in this narrow land, the soldiers on both sides mixed together, fiercely tearing and killing, they not only slashed with knives, hit their heads with their heads, but even if they died, they had to hug each other, and both sides had already killed each other. In the months of confrontation, hatred has long been buried deep in everyone's heart. For every soldier on the battlefield, there have been siblings who have died at the hands of the other side, and fighting is not only a hatred for the country, but also a personal vendetta.

Beru finally breathed a sigh of relief, and when the field battle began, the war had finally entered a relatively fair phase. He looked at the human camp and knew that there was still the most elite cavalry of the empire hidden there, six thousand wolf horsemen from the Northern Frontier. But he didn't know when Guo Zizhong would throw this powerful cavalry into battle.

The sun was setting in the west, and the two sides were still fighting bloody, and the battle continued until dusk, when new legions were constantly thrown into the battlefield, and more legions were forced to retreat. The Yulin army on the Juma slope was enthusiastic about the battlefield under the mountain, but they never received a signal to break through. Could it be that the battle for the breakout was changed to night, and why was the battle fought so fiercely during the day?

When night fell, the two sides began to ceas, and they retreated to their respective camps.

For the whole night, neither the human nor the alien coalition made any sound. After a hard day of fighting, all sides were exhausted and trying to recuperate. Under the calm night sky, whether it is humans, undead or orcs, it is very clear that this is just the last peace on the eve of the storm. Next, there are even more brutal battles waiting for you.

The time for the decisive battle is gradually approaching.