Later, the second lieutenant took two teams of soldiers to exterminate a group of bandits of about 100 people, and he made one plan after another in advance, and after considering all the circumstances, he confidently set off with more than 200 soldiers. At this, Carlos's expression darkened: "But when he got there, the bandits did not appear as he expected, and he and his soldiers were subjected to one variable after another. The tide of battle was unpredictable, and finally, he panicked...... More than 200 soldiers! Like him, they are all young people with dreams...... He treated these soldiers like brothers...... But ......'I know what you mean,' Cohen patted Carlos on the shoulder, "But in any case, it's my fault, and I have to take responsibility." ''Sir, don't think about it, in fact you've exceeded everyone's expectations. Carlos understood the real reason for Cohen's stay, and persuaded him from the bottom of his heart: "Eighteen-year-old commander, your command skills have amazed everyone, and you have avoided many casualties in the days of war. It is a great honour for me to be your staff officer. ''So what?' Cohen said with a wry smile, "If we had put a force in the canyon at that time, even if it was a small force, we wouldn't be where we are today." "Sir, I don't agree with you, since the Demon Alliance has made up its mind to make such a plan, it will definitely not let us get away lightly. "Even if we get here before the refugees, what about the other side of the canyon?" said Karaos......, "and what strange things await us? They didn't hit us at first, because they were afraid that we would break away quickly. From the very beginning, their purpose was not to drive us away. It's about total annihilation. ''Now say this.'' It doesn't make much sense anymore. ''Nope. Sir, it makes sense. Carlos looked at Cohen, "You know what? Tomorrow's battle, the Demon Coalition will not accept anyone's surrender...... You'd better let me take command, and I'd love to wear the armor of the Kamiyu Knight. ''Go in your dreams!' Sir, don't say I didn't warn you. Carlos touched his nose and changed his way: "Since the second generation of Killing Demons, the Killing Demons of all generations have been the highest-ranking prisoners of war...... I heard that the prisoners of war had to kneel at the feet of the demon princess to be demonized. The first action after that was to kiss the slut's toes with infinite reverence......''What would you do if you were captured?' Cohen asked with a blank face, "Tell me the truth. ''Me?' Carlos thought for a moment, "I'm probably going to cut myself off...... ''I won't!' Cohen flashed an evil grin on his face, "I'll force kiss her on the mouth and touch her ass before I get demonized by her...... Leave her with unforgettable memories. Carlos opened his mouth slightly like a fool, and then came to his senses...... The two looked at each other for a few more moments and began to laugh maniacally.

'Okay! After laughing, Cohen whispered to Carlos, "Actually, I'm willing to stay for my brother, why are you?" Karos wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and replied in the same low voice: "On the one hand." I am your assistant, abandon someone's words. I will be hanged by His Majesty. On the other hand, I'd be happy to die like this, at least with a good reputation or something. Finally...... I also like to be there for you. ''Then you don't have anything to say about tomorrow?''' Yes! I would say that it would be better to dismiss a few men from their posts and have them escorted to the counter-attacking troops. That way they can't do the blame - but not for themselves. It sounds like you've become a scoundrel, Carlos. ''It's easy to say, your Excellency is better than me.'' ''Huh...... How about a toast? I still have a good bottle of wine, and if I don't drink it, it's a waste. "Okay, but what's the toast for......?" A scoundrel meets a scoundrel. ''Listen to you!'' In the middle of the night, fog began to rise around Tucheng. A faint, thin mist was gathering and gradually thickening, something neither the offensive nor the defensive sides expected.

There was silence in the earthen city.

The soldiers who had not been assigned to the task were resting, and the fierce fighting for many days had exhausted them, and they slept soundly in the corners of the walls and against their companions. It would not wake them up with any sound other than the commander's orders.

The cold mist filled the tent full of holes, and Gardnam, who had been asleep, woke up to feel the change in temperature.

'Is it already about to start?' Gardnan stood up, looked outside and muttered, "Is it really inevitable?" At this moment, Gardnam's mind went back to the night he took over as Chief......

On that night, with the roaring fire and the deafening cries of the crowd kneeling around to watch the ceremony, he knelt in front of the drum as he prepared to take over, and was questioned by the leaders of the thirty-six tribes.

'You! Can you give all your life—for my thirty-six tribes?' he replied in an impassioned voice, "I can! My whole life will be given to my people." ''You!' Can you forget your family, your dreams, your desires—for my thirty-six tribes?' he replied in a firm voice, "I can! All my qiē belong to my people from this moment on." ''You!' Can you inherit the Ten Movements of the Wanderer, and let my people multiply under the leadership of the Ten Movements?' he replied in a sincere voice, "I can! From the moment I was born, I was ready to carry on the Ten Movements of the Wanderer." ''Do you want to see your family again?'' the witch doctor put his hand on his head, "Look at them! you won't remember them again." He shook his head slowly, although he knew that this moment would come, he didn't have the courage to look back.

There was an eerie glow in the witch doctor's hands, giving him a splitting headache. His lips had been bitten, but he hadn't snorted the whole time...... By the time the witch doctor had retreated, he had forgotten about his family, his past, and everything that belonged to him. All that remains is the memory of being a general leader.

There was silence all around, only the burning bonfire still made a 'crackling' sound.

'Knock-knock!' The old leader beat the big drum, and dozens of big drums around him followed, and he stared intently at the old leader's movements in front of the drum. Listen to this incredibly familiar sound......

Wake up in the morning, travel, mutual inquiry, clan, hunting, distress, protection, stop tears, and camp. And the final twilight. The old leader is so skillful, and his skills are so vigorous.

'Oh-ha!' the old leader stretched out his hands and let out a loud cry from his mouth, and all the drums stopped at the same time.

'Catch the drums,' the old chief's eyes widened, "Gardnam!' took the pair of drumsticks, which symbolized the status of the chief leader, and he had no thought in his mind, and the music score came up from the depths of his soul and occupied all his thoughts.

With everyone watching, he beat the drum in front of him. Let the majestic and mighty drums spread throughout the four fields.

Countless clansmen chanted in unison to the sound of the drums: "Gardnan, Gardnan, Gardnan!" That night, he made a promise to all his clansmen, but what about tomorrow? He will go and beat the adapted ten movements with his own hands, although it is for the survival of the children of the clan, but it is his own promise......

'I will be a sinner of the thirty-six tribes, forgive me!, please forgive me, the leaders of the past generations......' Thinking back to the past, Gardnan slowly knelt on the ground, his wrinkled face was already full of old tears.

Near the city walls, the soldiers of the Divine Alliance are preparing various traps. Especially near the walls in front, because the fog reflects the light. So they had to work in the dark.

At this time, the training that the soldiers had previously received began to bear fruit. Under the command of the commanders, these pre-war preparations were being carried out silently and methodically.

Under Cohen's unusually steady gaze, a dozen or so small reconnaissance units he sent took advantage of the dense fog to sneak out of the city.

These people were dressed in the uniforms of the Demon Alliance, all of which were of all races, all of them were carefully selected officers from the reconnaissance group, and most of them were from the Nighthawk unit of the former Darkcity Guards, that is, the living treasure unit led by Jack.

The other abilities of these officers are ordinary in the reconnaissance regiment, but under Cohen's special training, their work of taking advantage of the fire to loot and fish in troubled waters has been raised to a higher level, and they are of the first-class level in the entire continent! Because they serve in the same regiment, they also cooperate with each other quite tacitly.

Cohen hoped that they would be able to cause some chaos from the rear of the Demon Coalition forces in tomorrow's battle, and it was completely unpredictable what effect these officers would achieve.

It's like dropping a spike on the road...... It is possible to hurt the enemy, and it is possible to hurt yourself.

On the side of the Demon Alliance, several commanders also stayed up all night for tomorrow's battle. Although the Demon Alliance has an absolute advantage, the opponent is really a hard bone, and in the fierce attack of the past ten days, the small earth city has been defended without leaking.

This afternoon, the last reinforcements of the slave legion have arrived, and at the same time, the order from the Demon Coalition military headquarters has also arrived, and the strong command asks them to take the earth city tomorrow!

As the victorious side in the battle of gods and demons, the main commanders of the legions and military headquarters of the Demon Alliance are about to go to the Dark Demon Temple to accept the reward, and if they can't take the earth city for a long time, this matter will be exposed.

Although the priests of the Dark Demon Temple were all gagged by Marshal Verlaine with yellow and clear metal, they ...... The Dark Lord is not easy to deceive.

In fact, since the beginning of the civil strife in Camp, this matter is destined to be hidden from the Dark Lord, but since the Dark Lord has not asked about this matter, it means that he hopes that the Demon Alliance can save face by himself, if he can't even do this superficial work before accepting the reward...... Then everyone will commit suicide by jumping into the toilet arm in arm.

It was getting closer and closer to dawn, and the fog was getting thicker and thicker, so thick that it was hard to see the companions a little farther away.

Even under such conditions, the pre-war preparations on both sides are still in full swing, unlike the sneakiness of the Divine Alliance, the Demon Alliance's side is doing it with great fanfare.

In the midst of the noise, a full army of slaves had already entered the starting position, and 50,000 men lined up facing the distant wall. Unlike previous attacks, the slave soldiers were given rudimentary weapons and armor this time.

After the rigorous calculation of the staff officers of the Demon Alliance, a large number of siege equipment was also pushed to the starting position in the order of attack, all kinds of wall climbing vehicles, large and small arrow blocking vehicles, and huge trebuchets...... These bulky things have just been completed, and although they are rough, they are indispensable.

Just because there are no such things, the Demon Coalition has suffered heavy casualties in the past few days.

When all the qiē was ready to stop, the last prayer of the day began in the camp of the Demon Alliance.

When the first long prayer horn sounded, except for the soldiers who were on guard. All the officers and soldiers in the regular legion, without exception, rushed to the open space outside the tent. Facing the direction of Hell Island. Stand neatly and neatly according to the structure of the unit to which they belong.

These warriors of the Demon Alliance, they can be uninhibited at any time of the day, but at this moment, they all have solemn faces. No matter what country they came from, no matter what race they came from, they all had the same look in their eyes—great devotion and awe.

The Demon Temple priest who accompanied the army stood at the front of the procession, and the second prayer horn sounded.

The well-dressed priests raised their hands, and the people in the procession hurriedly sorted out their appearances and quickly checked whether their companions were clean.

This is no joke. If anyone is blown into a piece of sand at this time, then he must get the sand out before the third horn sounds, even if it is his own eyeball......

The third trumpet sounded, and everyone knelt down.

'Lord of the Dark Realm, light breathes because of your mercy, and the earth wanders because of you, King of the Mighty Realm. Announcing the end of the world, the power shook the world to welcome the arrival of the monarch, and the people cheered feverishly. We are full of sin and we are looking forward to your mercy. Have you ever heard the humble begging from the earth, O Eternal Lord of Darkness, you are the source of greatness, wisdom, and holiness. The priests chanted the praise of the dark demons in a special tone: "You are the one who gives us life, and it is you who guide us forward. It is you who make the land fertile and the grain abundant, and it is you who make the rivers rush to the sea......'' I cannot add glory to you, for I am a lowly creature in your hands. Only by being your faithful servant will you dare to ask for grace. I am willing to dedicate my part to testify to your majesty...... The blood that has been sprayed for you has become my crown of glory, and the sacrifice of your life for you is worthy of decorating your temple......' The voice was either low or loud, and all people, including the slave legionmen, chanted. The sound of this prayer became a huge wave that hovered over the camp for a long time......

Prayers were going on in the camp, and military meetings were going on in the commander's tent.

'All six slave legions have arrived, plus the three main battle legions, and excluding the losses in the siege battles these days, our total strength is 300,000...... Tomorrow will be the whole army dispatched, and the attack will not stop!, then, as for tomorrow's arrangement, all the kings understand, right?' Although his tone was still soft, there was a strong murderous intent hidden in the lieutenant general's voice: "The other side has suffered heavy casualties in the defense for nearly ten days, and we should be able to take it tomorrow." ''Don't worry, Your Excellency!'' The commander of the 27th Legion waved his fist and said viciously, "We have been waiting for this day for a long time!" 'Your Excellency, there is absolutely no problem with this,' the commander of the 28th Legion puffed out a pair of bloodshot eyes: "Although our losses will inevitably be greater, this is a matter of honor for the entire alliance, and we know how important it is!" The lieutenant general nodded in satisfaction and turned his gaze to the commander of the 26th Corps.

'Your Excellency,' although Major General Ronria did not like to shout empty slogans, he had to say something to make his position clear in such a situation: "There are hundreds of thousands of refugees in the rear of the enemy...... How do we deal with it?'My dear Major General Longria, how can there be any refugees!'' The muscles on the lieutenant general's face twitched: "In all the paperwork, the number of the Phantom Legion is more than 200,000, you won't forget this, right?'' But ......'Because Major General Longria grew up in the Welsh Empire, where the population is sparse, it is natural that the whole country will be more lenient with untouchables or slaves than other countries, so he can't help but be a little unimpressed with the lieutenant general's decision.

'Don't think about these nonsense things anymore, just do it!' The lieutenant general interrupted Major General Longria without healing: "The order is given, and all troops must be ready before dawn." "But the fog outside won't affect us, right?" "That's why we need a few of you to supervise it personally! We can't delay any longer, the Phantom Legion is very tenacious, and tomorrow's battle may be long! You go back and prepare, I have to draft a good report to the military headquarters." ''Yes, Your Excellency!'' replied the three major generals in unison, and together they exited their superior's tent.

After leaving the tent, the three legion commanders chatted and walked to their mounts.

'Hahaha, two,' it seems that the commander of the 27th Army is in a very good mood: "I'm really sorry, in tomorrow's battle, I am at the front again, and I am the first to attack Tucheng!" "Don't be too happy," the commander of the 28th Army Corps was very dissatisfied with this: "Maybe you will hit a wall, and you want me to take my troops to rescue you......" I said, two,' Major General Long Ria whispered: "We are all wishing for victory in tomorrow's battle, right? ''That's right!'' said the commander of the 28th Army Corps jokingly, "How can I forget you, you are the last in line, of course I said so...... Isn't it, merciful general?'' I said Major General Longria,' and the commander of the XXVII Corps quipped, "how can you kill some refugees, and your heart hurts?

'What a tiresome guy. Looking at his back, the commander of the 28th Legion spat fiercely on the ground: "What kind of attitude is this! Is he really a noble......man?" You'll be ahead of him tomorrow, be careful of being shot by a cold arrow. ''Hey...... He wouldn't do that, I'm not worried about you. ''If you have the courage to do so, you can come......' and the lieutenant general, who was the supreme commander of the Battle of Tucheng, was writing a letter to Marshal Verlane, and because he was afraid that time would not be in time, he advanced the victory that he would get tomorrow.

After writing and sealing it, he handed the letterhead to one of his most trusted guards.

'Use your speed,' the lieutenant general explained, "to the Allied Army." Watching the guards go out, the lieutenant general sighed, and then summoned one of the highest-ranking priests in the camp.

'My lord, because of the meeting, I missed the time to pray. The lieutenant general reverently said, "I want to confess, please preside over for me." ''Okay. The lieutenant general of the Priests gang sorted out his attire: "Actually, Your Excellency doesn't have to feel guilty, you pray for the delay in the war, and the Dark Lord will forgive you, I don't think Your Excellency has to insist on confessing." ''No, I am the commander of an army, and I must lead by example. ''Alright then!'' The priest couldn't stop him any longer, and nodded to signal that the lieutenant general could begin.

'May the heavens and the earth fear you, and let the inhabitants of the world trust in you, King of darkness. (To be continued......)