"All Lordaeron soldiers, keep fighting!" Xiao Hong roared again.

Rhema Guardian Front, please hold on, please.

Xiao Hong kept sending out such sincere prayers and supplications in his heart.

Condescendingly, the magnificent Rhema Guardian Front, has become mottled, this thousand-year-old defense line, at this moment is receiving the baptism of blood, the enemy, the Lordaeron people.

The flames of war, at this moment, have permeated the entire land, the blue sky has been gray, and the blood has flowed into the river and the ocean.

The Demon Star seemed to be crying, Lordaeron seemed to be crying, everything was so helpless.

Anlo City.

Vast and magnificent, on the neat streets, the people of Lordaeron, under the escort of the Security Division, are evacuating towards the north, and on the streets, children are crying, and adults are sighing.

The serenity and tranquility of the past are gone.

Although Tail Bank and Ma Yi appeared in time, the cunning Shangbang soldiers did not gather together at all, but like beasts in the mountains and forests, they rushed towards Anluo City from all directions.

For a time, Anluo City has changed from heaven to hell on earth.

In the hall of the Apennine United Parliament, Tu Zhenggang, the secretary general of the parliament, was presiding over the joint parliament, and on the big screen behind him, there was a picture of Anluo City, the children of Lordaeron were displaced, standing on the street, crying bitterly, and a demonic energy body attacked, directly piercing the little girl's chest, and the teddy bear covered with blood fell silently on the street.

Looking at such a tragic scene, the House of Representatives had tears in its eyes.

"Now for the last vote, without the need for a voting machine, with a show of hands in agreement to declare war. Tu Zhenggang tried his best to put on a solemn appearance, and said in a trembling tone.

Under the stands, more than 300 members of the House of Representatives had already stood up, and then raised their arms in turn, like a forest made of arms. No one was exempt.

"For the sake of conscience. ”

"For Lordaeron. “

"For Xiao Hong. ”

"For innocent civilians. ”

"We voted yes......"

The House whispered.

"That is, the unanimous vote of the Coalition Parliament, without the signature of the President, and now I declare that the Apennine Commonwealth has declared war on the Chiyi Commonwealth. At the same time, war was declared on the New Bayba Consortium. ”

With Tu Zhenggang's announcement, the Demonic Battleship anchored in the Apennines and the New Bayba Consortium immediately advanced towards the New Bayba Complex.

At this moment, the New Beba Commonwealth was more or less stunned, they did not expect that the Apennine Commonwealth would be uncharacteristic and dare to make a big move for the sake of the Lordaeron race.

But. In the face of this scene, the New Beba Consortium has no way out but to take over.

Now it is self-evident who invaded whom.

The Tiger Universe War has begun to spread, and it is burning.

The Gadu Commonwealth fights with the Commonwealth of Asia, and the Apennine Commonwealth fights with the Commonwealth of New Beba.

The entire Tiger universe, at this moment, has almost begun to lose control.

On the other side, Rhema guards the battle line. The battle continues.

The casualties of the Skyrim Province have reached 150,000, and the number of soldiers on the side of the Shangbang True Righteous Kingdom has reached a staggering 350,000.

Such a gap mainly depends on Xiao Hong's previous blood. Arm your own soldiers, and the combat effectiveness and willpower of Lordaeron's soldiers are also stronger than those of Shangbang Zhenyiguo.

The time came to two o'clock in the afternoon, and the Shangbang Zhenyi Kingdom was still really showing fatigue, and the twenty-six hours of non-stop onslaught had exhausted the physical strength and control of the Shangbang soldiers.

The Lordaeron soldiers on the other side were still like this, and the tired Lordaeron soldiers, whose strength was close to freezing, simply gave up all war paints, and simply pulled out the magic pattern knife without driving. Go up and slash hard with your opponent. ...,

If you don't have a sword, you use your fists and teeth, and all in all, the battle has reached this point, the level of mastery has become secondary, and the level of perseverance in your heart has occupied the peak.

Zhang Shangjun in his office. Seeing the tragic picture on the Rhema guarding front, he couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly, the battle had been fought to this point, it was completely beyond his expectations, and it was pointless to continue fighting, even if he broke through the Rhema guard line, would such an army be able to continue to move forward?

"Ordered to go down, withdraw the troops on all fronts, rest for a while, and then continue the attack. Zhang Shangjun picked up the communication magic pattern and gave this command to Belona.

"What kind of withdrawal? Boss, they are almost dying, holding on, even Xiao Hong, I promise to kill them all!" Benaro heard this, his face full of unwillingness.

The super army of one million Shangbang Zhenyi Country, at this time, can't even take the Skyrim Province, this is too embarrassing, right?

"I asked you to withdraw the army, why are you talking so nonsense!" Zhang Shangjun suddenly looked at him and reprimanded loudly, now that Zhang Shangjun is in a good mood, he is weird.

"What about the 30,000 soldiers we have entered the Skyrim Province?" Belona looked at Zhang Shangjun.

"Just as if they have sacrificed their lives for the country, withdraw!" Zhang Shangjun ordered to Belona with a cold face, and then directly cut off contact.

At the same time, on the other side, how could Zhang Shangjun not know that such news has been clearly known by the entire Tiger Universe, and the Tiger Federation is asking Shangbang Zhenyi to give a full explanation, and ordering the Chiyi Consortium to disclose all the images of the Demon Star.

Such a thing can be big or small, but it is a trouble after all.

Until now, Zhang Shangjun still couldn't imagine that he was sitting on a million people, and he couldn't imagine that Shangbang Zhenyi was still fighting so hard.

As the Shangbang army receded like a tide, it began to withdraw from the battle line in an orderly manner, and then saw that the Lordaeron soldiers who had exhausted themselves had already collapsed on the ground, and the wolf-like gaze was staring at the front, staring at the direction of the Shangbang army convoy.

In his eyes, there was no relief after the war, but full of unwillingness and endless anger, hatred raging in his heart, his weak, scarred body trembling, blood-red eyes, mixed with tears of grief and indignation.

With his own little strength, Shengsheng beat back the millions of Shangbang troops, which in itself created a shocking record, but no one could feel the excitement.

Especially Xiao Hong, the tip of the sword was against the ground, supporting the bloody body, and his eyes were looking into the distance, full of endless hatred and coldness.

In this battle, Skyrim Province suffered heavy losses.

The crumbling Rhema Guardian Front is on the verge of collapse.

Behind Xiao Hong, the embarrassed prisoner army was the same, but even if they were embarrassed and even if their physical strength was exhausted, none of the prisoner army fell, and their blood-covered faces showed endless hatred.

The troops of the Upper State withdrew, leaving this tragic land to the people of Lordaeron and to the Province of Skyrim.

"I'm unwilling, I'm unwilling!" After staring at it for a long time, Xiao Hong's brows furrowed, and his mouth kept repeating such a picture, the ice faith full of scars and blood was held in Xiao Hong's hand.

"Your Highness, Anluo City was slaughtered, with countless casualties. At this moment, Ogan made such a voice to Xiao Hong, and his tone was full of heaviness.

Hearing this, Xiao Hong couldn't help but "chuckle" in his heart, as if he was being held by something.

Try your best, but you can't imagine that it is still difficult to avoid such a bad luck.

"I'll go. Xiao Hong let out a hoarse voice from his throat, and then dragged his heavy body and led the prisoner army to walk down the devastated Ruima guard line little by little, and walked towards Anluo City step by step. ...,

When Xiao Hong came to Anluo City, Lipton County, the first thing that caught his eye was a dilapidation, Anluo City was not prosperous, but it was full of peace and tranquility, the houses were clean, and the streets were horizontal and vertical, but at this moment, 30,000 Shangbang soldiers entered, and it had become a hell on earth.

Clean houses have been burned and collapsed, blood is splattered on the streets, corpses can be seen everywhere, and the rescue team is actively searching for survivors.

There was no crying or wailing in the whole city, and even the seriously injured Lordaeron did not let out a single wail, but just lay on the stretcher, looking at the home in front of him, his eyes were slightly red, and his fists were clenched.

The whole city, at this moment, was almost a dead silence.

Walking on the street, Xiao Hong looked at the scene after scene in front of him, Xiao Hong's eyes were compassionate, but more angry.

The whole person's body couldn't help but tremble slightly, and the anger in his heart was fermenting, as if it could completely explode anytime and anywhere.

"Uncle Shaw......"

A weak child's voice suddenly reached Xiao Hong's ears, Xiao Hong turned his head slightly, only to see that a bloody little hand was reaching out to Xiao Hong.

A little boy was lying on a stretcher, without crying, without the bitterness that a child should have, the pain just made his body tremble helplessly, and looked at Xiao Hong with weak eyes.

"Kid, hold on. Xiao Hong quickly came to the little boy's side and grabbed his bloody little hand.

"Uncle Xiao, I haven't cried all the time, you said that the Lordaerons are the strongest race, I think I am strong, I am a child of the Lordaerons......" the little boy said in a weak voice.

"Yes, you're a Lordaeron warrior, keep going....we're all strong." Xiao Hong's eyes were slightly red, and he held the little boy's hand tightly, and said in a soft voice as much as possible.

However, Xiao Hong could clearly see that the little boy's abdomen had been completely pierced, and blood was gushing out.

"Uncle Xiao, I seem to be going up tomorrow, there are still friends waiting there......" The little boy's words didn't come out, and the immature strength was frozen in his pupils little by little.

Click, click......

Two tears poured out from the corners of Xiao Hong's eyes and fell on the ground covered with blood, forming two blood-colored waves.

Behind him, the prisoner army, dressed in tattered armor and covered with scars, looked at the innocent child, slowly raised his blood-covered arm, and gave a military salute. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )