"Kill!"

"For the sake of inheritance!"

The third-order rabbit nobleman, exchanging his life for his life, fiercely slashed his knife into the heart of the third-order human nobleman opposite, and didn't care about the long sword of the human on the opposite side at all, and cut off his head.

Blood flashed, and a rabbit's head fell to the ground.

The third-order human noble, looking at the long knife on his heart, felt the power of his limbs fading rapidly, and involuntarily knelt on the ground.

"Don't be so desperate, I ******!"

The knight's sword fell to the ground, puffing up a handful of dust, and the third-order human nobles fell to the ground without a blink.

On the battlefield where the shouting and killing sound was extremely fierce, two million rabbit people frantically kept killing in the tens of millions of human legions.

Swords for swords, swords for swords, lives for lives, most of them only have stone weapons, and they are stunned to use the tens of millions of human legions on the opposite side to kill without their lives.

The Rabbit Clan is a small race that joined the Dragon Alliance during the Battle of the Dragon Alliance's Western Frontier.

Before joining the Dragon Alliance, the number of rabbit people was only five or six hundred thousand, and most of the rabbit people were slaves of the human race, and the entire race was on the verge of extinction.

After the Dragon Alliance entered the Western Realm, the Rabbit Clan quickly joined in and attacked the Western Frontier in turn.

After more than ten years of conquest, the rabbit people quickly increased their number to four million with the help of the special system of the Dragon Alliance, in which all food was provided by the Dragon Alliance during the war.

However, because the major powerful races killed very fiercely in the early stage, and they rushed hundreds of miles a day, it was basically not their turn to rob military merits.

And because they have just joined the Dragon Alliance, they don't know much about the internal rules of the Dragon Alliance.

With free food to eat, they didn't work too hard to get military merit.

After the end of the war, their rabbit clan won about 500,000 military merits.

Then, tragedy struck.

When the war ended, the free food was gone.

The rabbit people can only rely on their own fiefdoms to support their own people.

500,000 military exploits, 2.5 million acres of plantation fiefdom.

The entire rabbit clan, however, was desperately surviving on the basis of four million under the supply of free food, and the number skyrocketed to six million.

And because of overbirth, more than half of the females of these six million rabbit people are pregnant, and according to the situation of three rabbits per litter of the rabbit people, the situation of doubling the race will come.

However, the fiefdom of the entire rabbit clan can only feed five million rabbits.

In the first year, the rabbit people ushered in a hungry year, this year, every rabbit people could only eat three points full, barely alive.

In the second year, countless baby rabbits were born, the food supply chain was instantly broken, and the rabbit people, who had no legendary suppression, ushered in a riot within the clan.

Countless rabbit people have been killed for themselves, for their wives, and for their children.

Only those rabbits with military merits can escape.

The entire rabbit clan fell into complete chaos.

This time the chaos lasted for ten years, and the blood of the entire rabbit people stained their fiefdom red, and more than 10 million rabbits died, and in the end only 4 million rabbits survived.

And the rabbit man who ended the chaos is the king of the rabbit people who broke through to the legend with the help of blood sacrifice.

With iron and blood, he killed the only thirty remaining third-order powerhouses in the clan, and millions of rabbits died under his sword.

Only then did he completely suppress the rebellion in the clan with absolute violence.

However, after this chaotic killing, the vitality of the entire rabbit clan was greatly damaged, and the thirty third-order powerhouses who had grown up on the battlefield in the Western Realm were all killed.

Most of the second-order powerhouses were also killed and wounded, and the first-order powerhouses were also exhausted in the long war.

After the entire rabbit clan ushered in the craziest rise with the help of the Dragon Alliance, it once again fell from the peak to the bottom.

This time, the three gods of the rabbit clan couldn't stand it anymore.

They sent down oracles and established the rule of the king of the rabbits over the entire rabbit people in the name of the gods.

Strength combined with faith, the king of the rabbit people finally gained absolute dominance over the entire rabbit people.

In the time that followed, the king of rabbits, while trying to suppress the fertility of his own clan, was desperately cultivating extraordinary legions and strong people in the clan.

Prepare for the next war.

The pain that their rabbit people ate because of their lack of military merit, no rabbit people wanted to eat it again.

The battlefield is becoming more and more chaotic, and the two million rabbit people are constantly advancing and attacking in the vast sea of human beings.

They are armed with rudimentary weapons, but they have the courage to sacrifice everything for their race in a life-for-life manner.

But courage is just courage after all.

There are more than 10 million humans, and most of them have a suit of armor, a sophisticated weapon.

Due to poverty, only a small part of the rabbit people have iron weapons, and most of the others only use stone weapons.

And the combat effectiveness of the rabbit people is not very strong, and the word rabbit can already indicate their combat effectiveness very well.

Two million rabbits were slowly being worn out on the battlefield.

The king of the rabbits looked in his mind, the order of the end of the war.

A rabbit face is full of unwillingness.

In this war, he pulled all the adult population of the clan over and formed a vast army of six million rabbits.

As soon as he entered the battlefield, he led his people and the humans on the opposite side to play a life-for-life war.

After months of fighting, only two million people remained, and the losses were extremely heavy.

However, the losses are worth it, and in this war, their rabbit clan has gained three million military merits.

According to the five acres of plantation fiefdom of one military merit, the plantation fief that can be exchanged for is fifteen million acres.

The number of rabbits that can be fed can exceed 30 million.

Under his leadership, the rabbit clan is about to usher in a revival.

"Woooooo

The sound of the trumpet of retreat that resounded through the heavens and the earth was sounded.

There were only 1.5 million rabbit troops left, and they began to slowly retreat backwards after the catastrophe.

And the human army on the other side, in the face of this group of deadly things, can only watch the other party retreat.

As the so-called stunned are afraid of the horizontal, the horizontal is afraid of not dying, and the rabbit people just don't want to die.

They don't want to trade their lives for their lives, swords for swords, knives for knives anymore, the other party is too crazy.

The army slowly retreated.

The king of rabbits looked at the sun rising high in the distance, and with a smile on his face that he didn't know whether to cry or laugh, he said in a hoarse voice: "My god, three million military merits have been obtained, and the military merits exchanged for the flesh and blood of our clan have been obtained, and our clan is about to usher in the rise."

"I have lived up to the expectations you once had for me."

The king of the rabbits, two human legends who looked far away, followed his army and slowly left.

This war is over for their rabbit people.

Six million rabbits left the Great Wall, and one and a half million rabbits returned.

Coupled with the 300,000 rabbit cubs in the clan, the number of the entire rabbit clan is not even two million.

From 6.3 million in the whole family, to not even 2 million today.

The blood was all gone.

High within the film of the world, the Rabbit God Kingdom, the three Rabbit Gods looked at the incomparably numb below, but it was full of one and a half million troops who had paid everything for their clansmen.

The sanity of the gods was overwhelmed by the surging emotions at this moment.

"Our people will rise eventually!"

At this moment, they used the word of the gods together, and the Tao was extremely firm.

Tens of thousands of rivers rumbled down the Kalbes Mountains towards the entire continent.

Hundreds of ethnic groups that were originally in decline, with the support of their own gods, used a life-for-life method to cut a piece of the sky for their own race.

The war is over.

Hundreds of legions of various races, with only a few million troops, slowly withdrew towards the interior of the Dragon Alliance.

And the powerful races that are strong enough to have several forty or fifty million legions are still fighting in the outside world at this moment.

At this time, they were already riding tigers.

Those small races, because of the small number of them, after playing with their lives on the battlefield, with millions of military merits, they have been able to increase the number of fiefs in their own clan by several times, more than ten times, or even dozens of times, and they naturally don't have to worry about the population problem of those fiefs.

But they can't do it with these overlord-level races.

Which of them doesn't have hundreds of millions, billions, or even more than two billions of people?

Doubling it would take hundreds of millions of military feats.

The abrupt end of the war frustrated their original plans.

More than a third of the population that the fiefdom could feed for the sake of the war was born, there was simply no way to feed it.

Therefore, now they either choose to return to the military clan immediately to meet the civil war that started because of food.

Either use war to divert the attention of the clan and reduce the redundant population of the clan.

In reality, however, they have only one choice.

Consume the surplus population with war.

Go back and start a civil war, that's what a stupid guy can do.

The kings of their races will not allow it, the gods of heaven will not allow it, and neither will the transcendents of the race.

In their words, a glorious death on the battlefield is the best destination for these warriors.

Dying at the hands of one's own people because of a civil war is the most shameful way to die.

Front-line command.

After three days of chaos, the university scholars of all races who had woken up sat in front of their clan's magic screen like frosted eggplants.

It looks extraordinarily weak.

At this moment, they still haven't recovered from the blow.

For war, they prepared for forty years.

Training the army, forging armor, stockpiling supplies, and paying countless painstaking efforts.

However, forty years of preparation for the war ended in less than a year.

This makes them how not to be frustrated.

And that's only second, the extra third of the population in the clan is the big problem.

According to their calculations, in this less than a year of war, the entire Dragon Alliance has gained about four billion military merits.

Among them, those hundreds of small races, with the help of their small size, high flexibility, and enough to play with their lives in the early stage, as well as the reason why the heavenly gods helped them to play with their lives, they obtained three billion military merits in one fell swoop and made a lot of money.

And the remaining billion military merits were divided by these big races.

However, there is no way around it.

In order to obtain more military merits, the first to enter the battlefield are the elites of their clan, wearing one or even two layers of armor, holding heavy weapons, and their combat effectiveness is off the charts.

Because of the heavy weapons in the armor, the speed is inevitably a little slower.

And those small races are very poor, and the vast majority of warriors can only carry weapons made of stone.

Without too much weight, they ran fast, and they were the first to enter human territory and exchange their lives with human warriors.

These big races didn't care about these in the first place, because with their huge size, as long as they could engage in large-scale wars with the humans on the other side.

The exploits are counted in the millions.

Of course, large-scale wars take a long time, and if they break out, it will take time.

However, fate did not give them time, and in less than a year, the war was over.

No one could have imagined that a huge war that would affect the entire continent and involve hundreds of billions of people would end in less than a year.

Elena looked at the frustrated university scholars below, and her heart felt like a cat scratching.

Gritted teeth:

"Ace, that bastard, obviously has the upper hand, and suddenly let the war end."

"It's over when it's over, and I don't say anything, the plantation is limited, and the things that have been calculated by the humans on the other side have to be like this."

"But how did you turn around and crawl back into your den, and start sleeping, and leave all the mess on my and Eliza's backs."

"It's too pitfall."

Her resentment towards Ace had broken through the sky by this time.

If Ace was in front of her now, she wouldn't care if she could beat or not, and she would bite off a piece of his flesh if she died.

How can there be such a boss, the mess is directly thrown to his sister, and he goes to sleep comfortably.

At this moment, Elena's pair of dragon eyes completely turned into flame-like purple, and the surging dragon power pressed fiercely on the shoulders of the hundreds of university scholars below, filling their hearts with fear, Elena opened her blood basin and said irritably: "Straighten the waist of this queen."

"Whoever dares to show frustration again, I will swallow you now."

"Listen to my orders and tell the legends of the major armies on the front line that within twenty years, all the grain they spent during the war will be borne by the major granaries of the Great Wall defense line."

"I will not starve more of your people than the population."

Hearing that the Dragon Alliance still guaranteed their rations to prevent their own people from starving to death.

The three hundred university scholars instantly became energetic, and quickly contacted the army commanders on the front line one by one.

The war is over, and so is the battle for military merit.

What we need to do now is to stop losses in time and do our best to get through the difficulties.

And in this war, they did not gain much.

There are more than 500 million overlord-level races, and there are only ten in total.

Of the billion military merits, they directly accounted for 700 million.

On average, each of them has about 70 million military exploits.

So many military exploits are already a lot, and they can obtain 350 million acres of plantation fiefdom and feed a population of about 700 million.

It's not a loss.

The harvest is still great.

It's just that it is many times worse than the hundreds of millions of military merits they expected, and the psychological gap is a bit big.

Look at the university scholars who are in high spirits.

Elena quickly began to fiddle with her art of war.

First of all, use food to force the front-line commanders to obey his orders, and if they don't listen, they will directly cut off the food of his entire race.

With this trick, even if the dissatisfaction in the hearts of those race kings has accumulated to the extreme, they can only grit their teeth and obey orders in the face of the hundreds of millions of clansmen who are waiting to be fed by their own families.

Second, she began to contact Eliza in the rear, and exchanged the military exploits obtained by each clan for their fiefdom as quickly as possible.

Use fiefdoms to forcibly break their sanity back, and let them know whose food they are eating and whose protection they are under now? Who is the reason for the strength of the clan?

After a set of combination punches, the strong men of all races recovered from their dementia and began to obey Elena's orders.

The chaos on the frontline battlefield slowly recovered, and the various races slowly began to converge, switching from offense to defense, trying to resist the attack of humans, while quickly drawing warriors from within the Dragon Alliance to the front line to support.

The intensity of the war has changed from a tragic battle to a low-intensity regular army war.

Just as Elena and Eliza were busy, trying to calm the chaos again.

Thousands of gods in the heavens have finally figured out what is happening.

The war of military merit is over.

As for the reason for the end, the group of ancient evil gods and human rulers on the opposite side are too shameless.

He even sent his own soldiers to the front line to let the dependents of the Dragon Alliance be killed.

In order to quickly deplete the plantation fiefdoms in the hands of the Big Three, to achieve the collapse of the absolute militarization rules of the other party, and to destroy the foundation of the Dragon Alliance.

After figuring out the problem, they became even angrier.

Obviously, in this war, as long as the humans on the other side are not weird, the Dragon Alliance can occupy a large piece of territory in a dignified manner.

The war of military merit will not end, and they will all be able to earn a lot of money and realize the transformation from sudden wealth to super rich.

But the humans on the other side don't follow the rules!

How can anyone send the warriors of his own clan to the battlefield and let the enemy on the opposite side be killed.

That's cruel, isn't it?

So, the angry gods took their swords and headed towards the kingdom of God where the human gods were located.

The world's obstruction prevented them from investing too much power into the mortal world, and they couldn't help that group of ancient evil gods.

But within the membrane of this world, they were able to use their knives to let the group of human gods know how heavy the consequences of offending all the gods were?

The Divine War broke out.

More than 3,000 gods, rich and rich, sent more than 10,000 god clones to lead their countless believer warriors and dense god warships, and began to carry out righteous group beatings against human gods.

They are angry and angry, and now they can be said to be extremely angry.

Obviously, as long as the Dragon Alliance unifies the continent according to the normal trajectory, at that time, regardless of whether it is them or that group of human gods, they will be able to increase their income by more than ten times or even dozens of times, and it is not impossible to increase their income by a hundred times.