Even more tragic battles took place on the battlefield.

Faced with his wife also coming to the battlefield with weapons, the remaining army of 400,000 young men went completely crazy and killed each other in exchange for their lives.

The big knight's eyes were full of pain, the battlefield was originally a man's business, and now in order to resist the attack of the Dragon Alliance, he pulled the woman into the battlefield.

The face of the ancestors was lost by him.

But what can he do? The army of the Dragon Alliance is so ferocious that if he surrenders to save the inhabitants of his territory, he will not hesitate to surrender, even if he loses the territory that has been passed down from his ancestors for generations.

But the other party does not accept surrender, and wants to kill them all, and now he can only take everyone in the territory to fight hard.

He glanced back at the last 3,000 cavalry in the entire territory behind him, and said in a loud voice: "We have not dishonored our ancestors by dying for glory." ”

"Follow me!"

"Kill!"

The great knight Cui moved his war horse and took the lead towards the battlefield.

Three thousand cavalry followed, looking at death as if they were home.

In the castle camp in the rear, more than two million children and teenagers were trembling with fright when they heard the fierce fighting in the distance.

An eleven-year-old girl dressed in aristocratic attire kept walking up and down the city wall where eleven or twelve-year-olds were standing.

As for those over the age of thirteen, they have already entered the battlefield, and now only children and babies under the age of twelve are left here.

The girl said worriedly: "My father already led an army of one million, and then another two million ran over, and he will definitely win." ”

"You have to calm down!"

"It's just 100,000 minotaurs, and my father's army is thirty times theirs, so it's impossible to lose!"

"O goddess of the night, please bless my father and win the battle."

The aristocratic maiden fell to her knees and prayed to the goddess of the night, one of the powerful gods of the human race in the sky.

She knows very well that in this transcendent world, not a large number of people can win a war, and the vast majority of high-level combat effectiveness in the war is the only condition that determines the direction of the war.

His father led a group of old and weak people to kill him, against 90,000 armed to the teeth, and also had an army of 10,000 transcendent Minotaurs, which was definitely more than lucky.

Panicked, she could only pray to the gods in her own way for victory in the war.

In the invisible space formed by the fetal membrane of the world, the huge goddess of the night, the kingdom of God, is like a bright sun, illuminating this invisible space.

Inside the kingdom of God, the goddess of the night, dressed in black gauze and reclining on the throne, listened carefully to the prayers of the maiden.

The dark eyes, which were as deep as the most beautiful crystals, flashed with a hint of helplessness.

She also wanted to help herself, a devout person who had the potential to become the Holy Spirit, but reality didn't allow it.

She raised her eyes to look at the void space formed by the fetal membranes of the world outside her god, and three giant godkingdoms no smaller than her god's kingdom were quietly staying not far away.

The sun god, the god of the stars, and the moon god, are eyeing her, and want to wait for her to make a mistake, and then come and beat her up, and by the way, see if they can take some of the power that belongs to her night.

She is now unable to protect herself!

The extermination plan that human beings originally carried out against all races on the continent except for humans has offended too many gods.

After the tide of magic power receded, the gods could not go to the lower realm, and the gods of all races could only pour their qi on the bodies of these human gods.

That is to say, the gods can burst out dozens or even hundreds of times the power of the creation god in their own kingdom, so that he can withstand the violent beating of the other party.

There are many human gods like her who have been violently beaten by the gods of various races, and they are basically confined to the same place, and it is difficult to support the humans below.

Especially after human beings come to their own internal genes once, the genes are reversed screening, and the will of the world is offended, and it is even more difficult to support.

Now, she supports the humans on the side of the Dragon Alliance, and she can support as much as she wants.

But it is quite difficult to support humans who are not on the side of the Dragon Alliance, and there are three powerful divine powers staring at it in front of her, and the will of the world also pops up from time to time, which really gives her a headache.

Looking at the noble girl who knelt on the city wall in the mortal world and kept praying to her.

The goddess of the night who couldn't bear it, her fingers moved slightly, and the lines of fate were slightly plucked by her.

On the battlefield of the mortal world, four or five human nobles leading an army of three or four hundred thousand suddenly felt that they would definitely be defeated if they went to face the dragon alliance on the opposite side like this.

They should first gather all their forces to help the Duke overthrow the 100,000 minotaurs, overthrow the 100,000 minotaurs, and then turn back to overturn the other waves of minotaurs.

In this way, there is still hope for victory.

So, while sending heralds, the women and children gathered around their castle ran desperately backwards to delay time.

While leading his army to the battlefield where the great knight was located as fast as possible, he wanted to carry out a righteous siege.

"Kill!"

The huge slashing knife swept across the battlefield with flames wrapped up and down, dozens of humans were instantly cut in half, and nearly a hundred humans were knocked down by the shock wave.

The Minotaur nobleman strode forward, and with each step, he slashed out fiercely, killing dozens of humans, and it was a murderous mess.

"What's going on? How can this group of humans fight more and more? ”

"I've been cutting down my army of 100,000 for so long, not to mention that a million humans have fallen on the battlefield, why does the other party still look like a black piece?"

The nostrils of the Minotaur nobles spewed out a few sparks, which was particularly unpleasant.

In previous wars, the opponent was able to collapse after one day, and then it was chased and killed, and that was the time to harvest the military merits the fastest.

But after coming to the eastern realm, although the human beings here are very weak, and their physical fitness is not as good as that of the human warriors in the western realm, they are extremely desperate and will not retreat.

Individual battle damage can reach eighty percent without collapsing, which simply refreshes his senses for humans.

However, humans are very desperate, and they are not bad at the minotaurs.

Cut all the way, either die on the battlefield, or after gaining the blood sacrifice energy, enhance their strength and continue to move forward, there are not half deserters, but there are quite a lot of wounded soldiers.

And they have made a fortune all the way, but the human race occupies most of the initial continent, weapons and armor, magic weapons, all kinds of extraordinary resources, there are many of them.

Before the outbreak of the war, only about a quarter of the minotaurs under his command had fish scale armor, and as for the rest, they all came in clothes, and some did not even have weapons.

However, up to now, all the local tyrants have put on iron armor, and each of them has a horse chopping knife, arming themselves to the teeth.

The ratio of transcendents has also reached an astonishing ten to one, and his army of 100,000 has 10,000 transcendentals, and his strength has skyrocketed tenfold.

If nothing else, combine those 10,000 transcendents and gather them into an extraordinary legion, which can destroy the dozens of such armies he led when he was not on the battlefield.

The Minotaur nobles continued to slaughter frantically on the battlefield, wanting to completely wipe out this group of desperate humans, turn them all into their own military exploits, and lay the foundation for themselves to become the king of the race.

However, he didn't know that on the plains outside, five great nobles with four or five hundred thousand troops had already rushed over with their own troops.

They looked at the battlefield that had become a mess, and they were extremely excited.

The reason is simple, it's been a day.

The minotaurs who fought in iron armor had exhausted most of their physical strength, and their combat effectiveness had decreased significantly.

And the arrival of their group of new forces is simply just right.

As a result, the five human armies, which combined with more than 2.3 million troops, directly entered the battlefield.

The Minotaur army, which was in the midst of a scuffle, was caught off guard and instantly changed from an advantage to a disadvantage.

The Minotaur nobles continued to slash wildly, and the dense human warriors kept dying at his hands.

"Captain Wan, we can't fight anymore, there are two million troops on the human side, and if they continue to fight, they will exhaust us to death."

"Gather all the transcendents to form an extraordinary legion, or we will be defeated this time."

The Minotaur Scholar kicked away a human soldier and yelled at the Minotaur nobleman who was slaughtering in all directions.

The Minotaur nobles were stunned for a moment and hurriedly looked at the battlefield.

I saw that the mighty human army, numbering more than 2.3 million, was rapidly joining the battlefield, and the minotaurs under his command were obviously blinded in the face of the new force that suddenly joined the battlefield.

The Minotaur nobleman's face darkened completely.

"Extraordinary Legion, assemble!"

Angry roars resounded across the battlefield, and the Minotaur nobles were confused.

The human beings on the other side were too unsophisticated, and he only had an army of 100,000, and the other party actually brought more than 5 million troops to surround him.

With a ratio of fifty to one, those transcendents under him are fine, but those ordinary minotaurs under his command can't fight fifty in one beat, and they can be exhausted to death if they are tired.

Accompanied by the spread of the assembly order.

The 10,000 transcendents of the Minotaur clan began to rapidly advance in the direction where the Minotaur nobles were located, gathering.

However, the Great Knight and the other five Great Knight who came to support were not fools, and they knew very well the strength of the Extraordinary Legion.

Once the other party gathers the transcendent legion and condenses the transcendent true body, the opponent will gain a great power comparable to the legend level, and this battle will not be fought, and the legend is not something that their group of troops who have not trained for a long time can deal with.

So, under their command, the humans on the battlefield began to do their best to prevent the transcendents from gathering around the Minotaur nobles.

For a moment, the transcendents of the Minotaur clan had a particularly difficult time to travel, and they had to step on the sea of people to move forward.

As time passed, it was already getting dark.

The Minotaur nobleman, looking at the transcendents who had only gathered less than two thousand beside him, couldn't wait to give himself a slap in the face.

If 10,000 transcendents had been gathered together to form a transcendent legion before the melee, this war would not have been fought like this.

Not to mention anything else, with the Extraordinary Legion, even if these five million troops were killed together, he would not be cowardly at all.

But now that they are separated, one transcendent will have to fight hundreds of enemies, and they will not be able to gather together.

From time to time, you can also see the transcendents of the Minotaur clan on the battlefield, who are captured and killed by the opposite side.

Now he must retreat in time to stop the loss, otherwise the whole army may be annihilated.

The horn of retreat was slowly sounded.

Countless minotaurs were stunned for a moment, and then they began to quickly kill towards the rear to break through.

On the human side, where there were only more than four million human troops left in the battle, in the face of the minotaurs who were about to break through and escape, their morale was instantly shocked, and they went forward even more frantically.

The army of 100,000 minotaurs struggled for a while, suffering heavy casualties.

In the end, with the help of a sharp army composed of 2,000 transcendents, the Minotaur nobles scuttled through the army of four million, and ran away with only forty or fifty thousand troops left.

Five days later.

An army of four million young men, men and women, after joining forces of several other human races, brought their number to six million.

After a siege and defeat of four or five armies of the Dragon Alliance, which was only about 50,000, they finally barely resisted the attack of a small legion branch of the Minotaur clan of the Dragon Alliance, and won a short victory.

With the victory of humanity in this aspect, the human warriors in some of the surrounding human areas were inspired to engage in more fierce battles with the armies of the Dragon Alliance.

In the mighty legion composed of tens of millions of minotaurs, a king of minotaurs, looking at a minotaur legend in front of him, roared angrily: "You idiot, how did you lead the soldiers? ”

"The iron armour of five million elite minotaurs was blocked by a group of peasants and small citizens plus small nobles with no war experience."

"And lost an army of about a million!"

"There are even defeated ones! Do you want to die? ”

"I still don't want to fight!"

The spit star sprayed the minotaur legend in the face, and the roar could be heard by the minotaurs in the outside world for eight hundred miles.

It shows how angry this minotaur king is.

The Minotaur Legend's face was full of shame, among the 50 million troops under the Minotaur King, there were ten Minotaur Legends, all of whom were promoted with the help of the endless blood sacrifice energy brought by the military merits after obtaining hundreds of thousands of military merits on the battlefield.

Each Minotaur legend leads an army of five million in charge of the siege and hunting grounds, and as for the king of the minotaurs, he deals with some hard bones, and he doesn't care much about the rest.

But now he can't do it anymore, and the loss is still secondary.

No matter how their minotaur is, it is a big clan with more than three billion people, and the death of hundreds of thousands is not as fast as the life of those bull heads in the family, so he doesn't care at all.

What he cares about is that after this defeat, the morale of the human beings on the other side will soar, and the efficiency of obtaining military merits will be reduced, which will invisibly affect the number of military merits obtained by their clan.

This war was a war to divide the living space of all ethnic groups on the initial continent, and if there were fewer military achievements on the battlefield, it might not be able to make up for those losses in the next few hundred years or thousands of years.

The decrease in the number of military exploits is the real reason for his anger.

"Rest assured, Wang, I will personally take action and crush all resistance."

"It will definitely not delay the efficiency of our Minotaur clan's military exploits."

The Minotaur legend gritted his teeth and assured.

The Minotaur King waved his hand and said, "I'll wait, remember, this is your last chance, if there is another mistake like this, you can go back to the West, this war doesn't need you to play." ”

His tolerance has always been low for waste, and high for genius.

He grew step by step from an ordinary minotaur to a race king under the rules of absolute militarism.

His story is a legend in history.

After all, from an ordinary minotaur to a minotaur who controls the life and death of hundreds of millions of minotaurs, has a third-order transcendent legion, and can wrestle with the demigod peak existence powerhouse head-on.

It's like going from a slave to an emperor, which is quite inspiring.

But in today's Dragon Alliance, there are countless examples of him, and most of the legends and kings of races of various races have been cut from ordinary people to their current status through war.

Their devotion to the Dragon Alliance is unparalleled, and their loyalty to Ace is even more severe.

For war, they also love it from the bottom of their hearts.

The absolute rules of military planning created by Ace gave them everything.

Strength, power, glory, fiefdoms, beauties, everything they wanted, what they wanted, were already in their hands.

Now they want more, to ascend to the top of the demigods, to exalt the kingdom of God and ascend to heaven to become eternal and immortal gods.

Originally, all the legends of the era before Ace's appearance, and even the kings and emperors of all races, were just a dream.

But now, there is a great success rate.

Every king of the race can enjoy the blood sacrifice energy of all the existence of the entire race of his race, hundreds of millions of billions of people, together under the power of the gods.

No worse than all the transcendent resources in nature, with so much blood sacrifice energy, plus the monstrous contributions they have made to their own race in the process.

Demigods are a sure thing, even if they can't reach the top of the demigods, the dead souls ascend to the sky, and the gods of their clan will give them the power of demigods and even gods.

There is no way, under Ace's hands, each of them has made great contributions to their own race, and the living space that can feed hundreds of millions of clansmen has been cut out by them with knives.

The credit is so great that in this case, if you don't give enough benefits, who will be willing to pay for your own clan in the future?

The Minotaur legend has an endless reverence for Ace, and for no other reason, it's because Ace gives too much.

Naturally, he also resolutely supported the absolute militaristic rule created by Ace.

He likes to hear the news of victory, as long as it is victorious, even if it is a million minotaurs in exchange for 500,000 humans, he will still feel very happy, and give the other party a reward, and transfer another two million minotaurs from the rear as the opponent's soldiers, so that the other party can continue to work hard

But if it fails, even if 100,000 minotaurs lose to 1 million humans, he will still feel very unhappy and feel that the other party is very useless.

100,000 Minotaurs, what are you fighting a million humans, you deserve to fail, you can eat as much as you can, you can't beat the other party, you can't run, can the other party's 1 million outrun you 100,000?

When the time comes, you run to the rear, and you ask your own superiors to bring two million minotaurs to surround and beat, isn't it cool?

Why let the news of the failure reach his ears?

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