In the papal state, on the pavilion of the Holy Mountain of Light, the controls of the three empires sat around the table, with an unpleasant expression.

Pompeii Emperor Alonso III slapped his palm on the stone table and said angrily: "Havana VI is such a waste! The Rocado Empire has not experienced war for a century and has given him enough time to develop the economy and people's livelihood. Now it is worth noting that the country is prosperous and the people are strong. But it is worse than the Basque, and it was defeated in less than three days!"

Emperor Fury VII of Basterk said calmly: "This is impossible. The Dark Night soldiers have not been launched for nearly half a month. Who would have thought that they would have launched a sudden attack when the Dark Night King was still in Slok. It is normal for the Rocardo Empire to be caught off guard. What's more, when Dark Night fought with Basque, the Sky City was only a few five soldiers less than 100,000. However, this time when Rocardo fought, the Sky City suddenly increased to fifteen, and the Dark Night soldiers also reached about 140,000, including two air force creatures that surpassed the griffin and were comparable to the dragon, as well as thousands of unprecedented crossbows. In addition, you also said that Rocard had not been in war for a long time. Naturally, the quality of the soldiers was not as strong as the Basque, which was in war for many years. It would be natural to be defeated like this."

Alonso III sneered: "Of course you will talk to Rocardo. Basterque has always had trade with Rocardo. This time I heard that Havana VI had escaped to you, right? As a loser, do you still want to protect him?"

Fry VII was not angry and said, "Of course, Havana was defeated, and I would just give him some titles and money, but if I did nothing, what would the emperors of the other vassal states think? Everyone is smart, so you shouldn't know this?"

Alonso III sneered: "But this time two gods and one strong man died in battle, so someone will always come forward to take the blame? Could it be that you want to take this blame on the three of us?"

Fry VII said: "The defeat of the soldiers is because the general is weak and weak. It is the crime of war. If it is not the crime of war, it will naturally lead to the culprit, but it cannot defeat others. Who are you embarrassed to pick?"

Alonso held his arms and said, "You are really a mess of bribing people's hearts!"

Pope Benfreck XIII frowned and interrupted the two of them, "What are the conflicts between you two at this time? Now Basque and Rocardo have fallen, and only the countries in front of us are Tyron, Kelfman, Lawrence and Gallon. This time the Dark Night's offensive was obviously extraordinary. My spies heard news that Rocardo had just been pacified in the morning, and the Dark Night army had gathered again between Rocardo and Tyron."

Alonso and Fury raised their eyebrows at the same time, looked at each other, and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

The Pope is more than 7 million kilometers away from Tyron. How did Benfurik, the old fox, receive the frontline news so quickly? Their spies only received the news from Rocardo, and they still used the fastest way they could find.

Benfreck's finger slowly hit the table and said, "It is said that if he conquered a country so quickly, he should stop and rectify the resistance within the country, but this time, the dark night ignored this matter, which is obviously abnormal. Unless..."

"Unless what?" Alonso said anxiously.

Benfrek said: "My spies also found out that the army that the Basque Empire was captured by Dark Night is currently gathering towards Rocardo. At the same time, Slok, who had just surrendered to Dark Night, has sent a legion to Rocardo. Although the Dark Night King is rampant, he will never dare to start another war before the rear is settled, unless he intends to maintain Rocardo's order with the army of two vassal states."

Fury took a deep breath: "Who came up with this strategy? I will get rid of this person!"

Benfrek shook his head: "I don't know, my spies can only find out so much. I'm just wondering now why the King of the Dark Night is so urgent to attack our territory?"

The other two were silent.

You can be anxious to become the top leader in the mainland, and even challenge the three powerful countries directly for this. But there is no need to be anxious to ignore the territory you just captured and let outsiders help you supervise and eliminate civil strife.

What is the King of Dark Night anxious about?

"Report!!!" A knight of light ran quickly and knelt outside the pavilion and shouted: "Report to the Pope's crown, the army of Dark Night has already captured Scotgart, the border town of the Tyron Empire, and is heading straight in!"

The three people in the pavilion looked even worse, and the pope waved, "Go down."

"yes!"

When the Knight of Light left, Fury sighed: "For the sake of the present, what we should think about is not why the King of Dark Night suddenly became angry, but how to completely resist the Dark Night army."

Alonso spread the map of the continent on the table and put his finger on the Gallon Empire: "If I say, immediately assemble all the armies of the three empires and the peak powerhouses to Gallon, and at the same time, order all the vassal states to send troops to rush there, we will fight to the death with the Gallon Empire!"

Fury said: "If they really break through to the Galen Empire, the first thing they will face is Basterke and Pompeii. At that time, you may not be united and have no strength to catch them, so you and I can only fight each other. You have indeed come up with a good idea, but you and I have more than 30 million soldiers and only 700 generals, and the peak strongman is ranked six in the heavenly rank and thirty-three in the tenth level. Such a lineup may not be able to defend the Dark Night's land and air raid."

Alonso sneered, "You old guy have asked about our lineup clearly. Since you have made it clear, I want to ask, do you have any soldiers to use besides these?"

Fury said: "The most important thing is the setting of Dark Night's large teleportation array. There must be a lot of people defending this. It just so happens that the Mainland Commerce Alliance has provided us with a lot of money, so why not use the money here."

Benfreck said: "You mean mercenaries?"

"That's right, there are many mercenaries who are neither high nor low nor low. If these people cooperate with our elite soldiers to set up defenses in major cities in Gallon, they can effectively delay the raid of the night elves and prevent them from setting up teleportation arrays. Our peak powerhouses are much more than the night angels. Some of them can drag the enemy's senior management and some of them come back to strangle the elves who set up teleportation arrays!"

Alonso nodded and said, "This is a good idea."

Fury sighed: "The only thing I worry about is the air force of Dark Night. Whether it is the ancient tree platform of war or the two flying monsters, they are too much stronger and much more powerful by our griffon troops."

Benfreck stroked his long beard and said, "This is not a problem. At that time, I will send a team of archbishops to pray on the spot and summon the flying monsters from the heaven to help."

Alonso said: "Where are the big crossbows on the ground?"

Fury said: "Only by magic crystal cannons, I will provide fifty large magic crystal cannons, two hundred medium-sized, and one thousand small-sized."

Alonso nodded and said, "Since that's the case, I will also launch the same number of magic crystal cannons as you. I will smash all the crossbows!"

Benfreck stood up and picked up his glass and said, "Since we have all decided to shoot the decisive battle field in gallons, then, for our country, I hope that the two of you can work hand in hand with me to end the strong rise of the Dark Night Empire together! Cheers to future victories!"

"cheers!"

"cheers!"

...

Whether it was the Tyron Empire that was trapped in the war, or the two countries Kelfmann and Lawrence who were about to experience the war, they did not expect that they had been abandoned by the three powerful countries and used as cannon fodder to delay the dark night to buy time. They also had the dream of sending troops to support the three powerful countries.

At this moment, the commercial city of Tyron Empire Sheng'an.

Outside the city, war was noisy and blood was flowing.

Sheng'an's troops, with heavy armored infantry and elite magicians, were already retreating step by step. Even though they wanted to escape from the battle situation, they were still bitten by the hunters in the night and could not pull the front.

"The Third Regiment, leave my back!" General Tyron swung his long sword, and immediately a crippled heavy armored infantry regiment dispersed to both sides and the back, madly trying to use the long sword in his hand to block the way for the hunters.

However, this is obviously impossible.

The hunters drove the cheetah under their crotch to easily cross the head of the heavy armored soldiers, and even without throwing the three-blade Shuriken of the hunters, the seventh-level black panther can spit out the wind blade and cut the thick and hard heavy armor of the heavy armored soldiers together with their bodies.

They left the wailing sound behind them, and with the loud horns, they neatly threw out the three-blade Shuriken in their hands, with clear layers and unified directions, with sharp blades cold and blood everywhere.

When the huntress in the first row swung out the shuriken, it would drive the black panther apart to both sides. For them, it would be like a part of their body, shaking a large U-shaped arc in the enemy's team and returning to their hands that had changed their positions.

Then the second row of hunters attacked.

Even though they did not use any energy, as the Hunter Hall gradually upgraded, the three-blade Shuriken in the hands of each hunter female is already sharper and tougher than many "divine weapons" in this world, and can use their strength to cut most of the weapons and armor.

"Escape like this is not a solution!" Bai Bian said to Galatiman, the leader of the magic group beside him: "The empire can no longer resist these forces. What we warriors can do is to die for the country and preserve the empire's vitality, so your magic group will leave quickly!"

As he said that, he swung his sword and heard the sound of fighting spirit blessing from afar: "All Tyron heavy infantry obey orders! Do not take a step back and die with the enemy!" "Long live the empire!"

The heavy infantry also knew that their movement ability was far inferior to that of the enemy. They shouted loudly and stopped escaping, but turned around and charged wildly.

"Avoid his sharp edge!"

Despite its absolute crushing power, the captain of the Hunter still shouted, and the Hunters were driving the black panther and spread out like lightning, kite opponents.

Looking at the distance of Baibian, the eighth-level magician Galatiman tied the hair in his ear back and chuckled, "The slave of a destruction is not dignified. In the face of war, magicians are not much nobler than soldiers, right?"

The old deputy commander beside her smiled: "That's right, even the soldiers have the determination to die with the enemy, so how could our magician regiment not have it?"

Galatiman smiled sadly, raised his staff and used amplified magic to say to the eighty-eight magicians: "Everyone began to prepare the intermediate-level hybrid forbidden spell, tornado ice crystal!"

"Let our magic flower bloom on the enemy!"

The heavy city of Tyron border, Laiditko.

The battle axe slashed down, and the blade energy, which was as sticky as blood, rolled out wildly, and entered the camp of the Fourth Legion of the Tyron Empire.

The blood flames bloomed around like flowers, crazily confiscating human lives.

The ninth-level Tyron powerhouse who was lifted by the Axe King, Lieutenant General Ying Dier looked at the battle formation that had just assembled and was immediately in chaos, and tears were everywhere.

But the tears could not arouse even a trace of pity from the Axe King. He yelled coldly: "Why are men crying? If you are a little rational, you should know that you cannot hit the stone with your eggs and bring me to the dark night! Now you and I have a fight, but I regret it. It's such a coward!"

Ying Dier's limbs had long been cut off. After hearing the words of the Axe King Mengge, the sadness in his eyes immediately turned into anger: "Nonsense! What kind of robber logic are you? If you hadn't invaded our country in the dark night, how could we fight with you? Do you only allow you to invade, and I cannot resist it? I am crying for the dead soldiers now. It is not my coward, but I hate myself for being incompetent and unable to kill you bastard and your robber army, and I am ashamed of the emperor!"

The Axe King laughed to the sky, then looked at him viciously and said, "I won't say nonsense like my brothers that conquest is to make your people live better! I just want to tell you that the survival of the weak is the unchanging truth. Your weakness is the greatest original sin! The strength of my king is the only truth!"

He swung his axe forward suddenly: "Don't leave any living mouth, kill!"

"kill!"

It seemed that he was infected by the generals of the army. The 10,000-person elves unit, which belonged to the Axe King Mengge, was one less elegant and clearer than other elves and had a more killing heart. Hearing the general's words, the three thousand archers immediately raised their longbows and used their unique skills under the leadership of the captain, [Shall the Scattering Flower Arrow]!

Three thousand arrows flew into the sky densely and bloomed like countless flowers in the air, one into two, two into four... Three thousand arrows turned into arrow rain composed of 3,720,000 arrows. Each arrow carried a magnificent natural energy, covering the Fourth Legion, which had only more than 70,000 people like a pouring rain.

These more than three million arrows brought not only the shadow of death, but also the beautiful illusion of flowers blooming in the moment.

Ying Dier closed his eyes in despair.

Arkanma, Tyron Empire.

The city gate was closed, and soldiers above the city wall were like clouds.

Outside the city, ten thousand elves were ready to go, with no joy or sorrow on their faces. It seemed that the city in front of them was just a tofu project, and those soldiers were just native chickens and tiles.

In the open battlefield between the two, Swin garrisoned a giant sword and sat bored on a rattan chair, next to him with an elf scholar serving him to drink tea.

After about ten minutes, Swin raised his head lazily, and the scholar hurriedly blessed a sound-amplified magic circle in front of him.

"Have your city lord not made a decision yet? My words are always valid, surrender, the residents are safe, the city lord's status remains unchanged, and the dark night will only make Akanma richer and the people more stable. Such conditions have been put forward by my noble master very seriously."

The Lord of Akanma in the city tower was extremely anxious. He had been delaying for half an hour. No reinforcements came from both the three empires and Tyron's country. It would definitely be impossible to defend with Akanma's defensive power alone.

Swin's voice sounded again: "I said before that we were a little anxious in this battle, so the behavior of not hurting civilians in the dark night may be broken in this war. Lord City Lord, if you don't show up again, I'm afraid the people of Akanma will be killed by you."

The city lord looked haggard. He raised his head and looked at the civil servants and generals in front of him, with a hoarse voice: "Want, or not?"

The civil servant's face was dull, while the military generals were full of fighting spirit.

"Fight! City Lord! Even if the country is destroyed, it cannot be destroyed by us!"

"Fight! City Lord! If you can't die in the battlefield, what's the point of the existence of a warrior?"

"Battle it! The city lord! Compared to death, we are more afraid of being scolded by future generations!"

"Fight! City Lord!"

"Fight! City Lord!"

The city lord suddenly threw his head crown to the ground, stood up viciously and said, "Yes, fight!"
To be continued...