Chapter 1359: Battle of the Long Street (1)

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The general left to prepare for what Gurant had told him. Gurant's former adjutant, now Buddy, who is the steward of the City Lord's Mansion, came to the City Lord and said, "My lord, don't you want to report this matter?"

Gurant snorted and said, "Report, do you still think that Baal didn't manage enough and stretched his hands long enough? Look at what our Great Warlord did after he came to Mokdan, my dear." Mr. Buddy, your lord and I are almost empty."

"There is a dark king in the wasteland. Everyone scoffs at it on the surface, and I do the same. But in fact, anyone with a little brain knows that there has never been a co-lord in the wasteland for hundreds of years. Now there is such a number. It's not easy for the role to come, but no one is willing to admit it. It must not be easy for the Dark King to come to Mokdan now. Didn't he station 100,000 troops outside Stormwind City? It must not be for display, Mokdan and Mokdan The Great Wasteland is only separated by a piece of desert, so why is the guy on the other side still not clear enough?"

"Now that the Dark King is here, I don't mind cutting off his head. The head of the Lord of the Wasteland, I think, is enough for me to transfer a paper from Mokdan, right?"

Buddy sighed: "But my lord, with just one General Smogg, I'm afraid..."

"That's right, the other two generals are shaking their heads and begging for Baal, and they will definitely not listen to my orders. A Smaug alone can't eat any wasteland lords. So Mr. Buddy, don't you think you should go to hell Do you want to invite the presidents of the trade unions such as the dog, the lion of Hades, the black cat, and the dark ball? Tell them, I have a big deal for them, and I don’t know if they can eat it.”

The butler nodded and left quickly.

Gulan put his hands together, looked out the window and said with a sneer, "I can't provoke you, can't I hide? Lord Baal, if you want to show off your prestige, so what if I give you the whole Mokdan. But do you really think Is this a peaceful and peaceful place? I heard that the co-owner of the wasteland has some unclear relationship with the forces of the legacy. If he falls here, I am curious whether the legacy will fight. I am afraid it will be you, then The chair under the buttocks is not very comfortable, is it?"

There was a chuckle.

On Mokdan's barracks, soldiers of the Crazy Shadow Army are undergoing daily combat training. Since Baal brought 3,000 mad shadow troops into Mokdan, more than half of the original barracks in the fortress was freed up for the mad shadow troops to live and train. This made Mokdan's original shadow army full of resentment. The shadow empire has never been a harmonious place, and it is common for various legions to squeeze each other. Even in normal times, perhaps because of the friction between the leaders of the two legions, internal strife within the legions is not so unusual. Anyway, the Supreme in the Demon Ring City has always been indifferent to it.

If it weren't for the shadow of Spinac hanging over the entire empire, the country would have been torn apart. In fact, the high-level generals and nobles of the empire knew that Spinak didn't mind whether the empire could last forever. For this man, he is one country. As long as he doesn't die, he can pull up another empire at any time, so why would he care about how those people below are jumping around.

Therefore, there is a consensus at the top of the empire that internal strife is okay. But it must not be divided, and when foreign enemies appear, it should be one to the outside. It's not how loyal they are, but I believe that once the empire really splits, Spinak won't mind that it's the same thing, but it's hard to guarantee that they won't take off their heads casually. As a result, the Demon Shadow Kingdom has suffered thousands of years of wind and rain, and many times it looks like a crumbling building, but it just doesn't fall down.

Now the Shadow Army's resentment is resentment, but no one dares to jump out and accuse Baal of his fault, it is purely life-threatening. Therefore, in such a large school field, the Crazy Shadow Army, whose number is less than one-tenth of the garrison, occupies more than half of the wide field.

The training of the Crazy Shadow Army has always been known for being desperate,

There are no restrictions on daily training except that the equipment used for fighting does not have a front. It is very common for people to die during training, so in addition to fighting the enemy bravely on the battlefield, a qualified Crazy Shadow Army soldier must also know how to not lose his life when he is injured in daily training. When they started training, there was a tragic atmosphere on the school field. The Crazy Shadow Army usually divided into two groups, and then charged to fight. The scene was almost the same as fighting on the battlefield.

After a wave of rushing down, blood was splashed on the school field. At the end of January, the ground of the school ground was almost painted purple-black, which was caused by blood seeping into the cracks between the stones and bricks. Even after cleaning it several times, it would not be able to restore the school ground to its original color.

Outside the school grounds is a road leading to the inner city, and a land vehicle is parked on the road. In the car, Allen overlooked the school grounds and watched another round of the Crazy Shadow Army charge. He sighed softly: "As expected of the elite of the empire, the killing power and fighting spirit of these soldiers are not comparable to those of the ordinary army. Even the blood of Tongwu Feng, I'm afraid it's even worse than that."

What he hasn't said yet is that one can imagine the horror of the Baal race just by looking at this crazy shadow army. Walked through the ruins, went to the wasteland, and now came to Mokdan. Allen's understanding of the Baal people has gained a deeper level. This race is almost called a soldier. Not to mention the large number of soldiers, the number of strong men is not comparable to that of the Earth Federation. The generals of the empire basically have a combat power comparable to that of a marshal. There are only two federal marshals, but there are as many as ten people in just one Phantom Kingdom!

If it weren't for the years of war between Duobia and the Shadow Kingdom, the resources and powerhouses of the two countries would continue to be consumed. I am afraid that the interstellar line of defense surrounding the Jotun star field cannot withstand the impact of the Baal people. Looking at the entire universe, only Idahua star can check and balance this chaotic race. But if Spinak and Frius join forces, I believe the King of Justice will also have a headache. Allen couldn't imagine what it would be like if the two empires joined forces?

He shook his head and said to Tracey: "Go back, Belmode should be back."

The land vehicle turned around and drove back to Mokdan City.

"Master, can that big businessman believe it?" Trisli asked in the car.

Alan looked at the street scene outside the window and said, "It's not trustworthy. Although he is a pawn in the ruins, I don't think he has much loyalty. I don't need his loyalty, as long as he can provide it." I can do whatever I want. Of course, if he has extra thoughts, I don’t mind reminding him.”

Allen didn't say what kind of reminder to use, and Trisili didn't ask. At this time, the car turned into No. 34 Street where the hotel was located. This long street was mostly for hotels and bars, and it was relatively quiet during the day. At night, the streets are very lively with people coming and going. It was already past noon, and there should have been more and more pedestrians on the street. But Lu Xingche turned onto the long street, not to mention seeing passing vehicles, not even a single pedestrian.

Tracey said in a deep voice, "Do you want to turn around?"

"It's too late." Allen said softly.

"Damn it, I just bought this car." Tracey gritted her teeth.

"It's okay, I'll pay you back when I go back." Allen laughed.

As soon as the voice fell, a strong light suddenly lit up on the spire of a hotel on the left. In an instant, an orange beam of light rushed over, slanted across the street and landed on the land vehicle, forming a series of explosions. When the fireball rose, beams of light beams were blasted from the roofs and windows of the surrounding buildings, making the explosion more intense.

After a round of shooting, someone pushed the door out of a bar a hundred meters away from the explosion point. It was the general named Smogg. He is fully armored and carries a physical hand cannon in his hand. The hand cannon refracted the metallic luster, and the general fired as soon as he raised the cannon. A pitch-black shell blasted into the flames, first blasting a column of fire, and then another burst. The shock wave of the explosion shook the buildings on both sides and shook off wisps of dust.

After firing the cannon, the general casually threw it to the soldiers behind him, and then sneered, "What dark king, shit!"

Unexpectedly, at the end of the sentence, a sneer came from behind. The general turned quickly, and the pupils of the eyes under the helmet shrank suddenly. At some point in front of him stood a woman who was scraping her nails with a light blue dagger. Behind her, several soldiers of the Shadow Army stared blankly, followed by their limbs being torn apart, and blood gradually flowed out after they scattered all over the ground. The woman looked him up and down, and said with a sneer, "Imperial General? Plus a hundred or so soldiers want to kill us? Isn't it too small for us?"

"Who sent you here? Gurrant? Baal?"

Smogg drew out the long sword at his waist, and snorted coldly: "After you die, I will tell you personally!"

"Really? It's a pity. It seems that you don't intend to say anything. Originally, the master said that if you were willing to tell me, he would let you live. If that's the case, I'll let you go to the grave with my men as companions." Trisili squatted down a little, exerted her strength suddenly, and her figure disappeared into the general's eyes like the wind.

Smogg roared and raised his sword.

When there was a sound, Trisli, who appeared again, put one hand on the sword, the dagger was nailed to the middle of the sword, and her feet stepped on Smogg's chest. The general raised his sword a little slower, now he was afraid that it would be nailed into the door of his face by the ravaged teeth.

"The response is not bad." Tracey chuckled.

The general growled: "Go away!"

The source of power erupted, and a majestic sword energy swept out like a dragon opening its teeth and claws. Trisili had already put her feet on the general's chest and used her strength to somersault, and the sword energy was swept away, and the bar in the back was swept away in vain! Trisley landed and rushed forward, and the Ragnarok Fang pulled out a light blue light all over the sky, killing around Smogg.

Allen appeared on the spire of a hotel. He held the spire and looked at Trisley and Smogg on the street, squinting his eyes: "It's true that it's the Imperial General, but it's just this manpower. And it's not The soldiers of the Crazy Shadow Army, that is to say, they were sent by Gulante. It seems that the city lord can't suppress Baal, otherwise he should not only use this manpower, right?"

Next to him was the corpse of a Shadow Army soldier. There was also a beam gun at the corpse's hand. The beam gun of the Shadow Kingdom was very old, but its power was not bad. Allen picked it up, fiddled with the gun a few times and shot a beam of light towards a window across the street. In the flames of the explosion, there were screams. Then dozens of beams of light blasted in his direction, Allen smiled and stepped back, disappearing in his original position. Previous ChapterBack to ContentsDownload Full Version

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The general left to prepare for what Gurant had told him. Gurant's former adjutant, now Buddy, who is the steward of the City Lord's Mansion, came to the City Lord and said, "My lord, don't you want to report this matter?"

Gurant snorted and said, "Report, do you still think that Baal didn't manage enough and stretched his hands long enough? Look at what our Great Warlord did after he came to Mokdan, my dear." Mr. Buddy, your lord and I are almost empty."

"There is a dark king in the wasteland. Everyone scoffs at it on the surface, and I do the same. But in fact, anyone with a little brain knows that there has never been a co-lord in the wasteland for hundreds of years. Now there is such a number. It's not easy for the role to come, but no one is willing to admit it. It must not be easy for the Dark King to come to Mokdan now. Didn't he station 100,000 troops outside Stormwind City? It must not be for display, Mokdan and Mokdan The Great Wasteland is only separated by a piece of desert, so why is the guy on the other side still not clear enough?"

"Now that the Dark King is here, I don't mind cutting off his head. The head of the Lord of the Wasteland, I think, is enough for me to transfer a paper from Mokdan, right?"

Buddy sighed: "But my lord, with just one General Smogg, I'm afraid..."

"That's right, the other two generals are shaking their heads and begging for Baal, and they will definitely not listen to my orders. A Smaug alone can't eat any wasteland lords. So Mr. Buddy, don't you think you should go to hell Do you want to invite the presidents of the trade unions such as the dog, the lion of Hades, the black cat, and the dark ball? Tell them, I have a big deal for them, and I don’t know if they can eat it.”

The butler nodded and left quickly.

Gulan put his hands together, looked out the window and said with a sneer, "I can't provoke you, can't I hide? Lord Baal, if you want to show off your prestige, so what if I give you the whole Mokdan. But do you really think Is this a peaceful and peaceful place? I heard that the co-owner of the wasteland has some unclear relationship with the forces of the legacy. If he falls here, I am curious whether the legacy will fight. I am afraid it will be you, then The chair under the buttocks is not very comfortable, is it?"

There was a chuckle.

On Mokdan's barracks, soldiers of the Crazy Shadow Army are undergoing daily combat training. Since Baal brought 3,000 mad shadow troops into Mokdan, more than half of the original barracks in the fortress was freed up for the mad shadow troops to live and train. This made Mokdan's original shadow army full of resentment. The shadow empire has never been a harmonious place, and it is common for various legions to squeeze each other. Even in normal times, perhaps because of the friction between the leaders of the two legions, internal strife within the legions is not so unusual. Anyway, the Supreme in the Demon Ring City has always been indifferent to it.

If it weren't for the shadow of Spinac hanging over the entire empire, the country would have been torn apart. In fact, the high-level generals and nobles of the empire knew that Spinak didn't mind whether the empire could last forever. For this man, he is one country. As long as he doesn't die, he can pull up another empire at any time, so why would he care about how those people below are jumping around.

Therefore, there is a consensus at the top of the empire that internal strife is okay. But it must not be divided, and when foreign enemies appear, it should be one to the outside. It's not how loyal they are, but I believe that once the empire really splits, Spinak won't mind that it's the same thing, but it's hard to guarantee that they won't take off their heads casually. As a result, the Demon Shadow Kingdom has suffered thousands of years of wind and rain, and many times it looks like a crumbling building, but it just doesn't fall down.

Now the Shadow Army's resentment is resentment, but no one dares to jump out and accuse Baal of his fault, it is purely life-threatening. Therefore, in such a large school field, the Crazy Shadow Army, whose number is less than one-tenth of the garrison, occupies more than half of the wide field.

The training of the Crazy Shadow Army has always been known for being desperate, and there are no restrictions on daily training except that the equipment used for fighting does not start. It is very common for people to die during training, so in addition to fighting the enemy bravely on the battlefield, a qualified Crazy Shadow Army soldier must also know how to not lose his life when he is injured in daily training. When they started training, there was a tragic atmosphere on the school field. The Crazy Shadow Army usually divided into two groups, and then charged to fight. The scene was almost the same as fighting on the battlefield.

After a wave of rushing down, blood was splashed on the school field. At the end of January, the ground of the school ground was almost painted purple-black, which was caused by blood seeping into the cracks between the stones and bricks. Even after cleaning it several times, it would not be able to restore the school ground to its original color.

Outside the school grounds is a road leading to the inner city, and a land vehicle is parked on the road. In the car, Allen overlooked the school grounds and watched another round of the Crazy Shadow Army charge. He sighed softly: "As expected of the elite of the empire, the killing power and fighting spirit of these soldiers are not comparable to those of the ordinary army. Even the blood of Tongwu Feng, I'm afraid it's even worse than that."

What he hasn't said yet is that one can imagine the horror of the Baal race just by looking at this crazy shadow army. Walked through the ruins, went to the wasteland, and now came to Mokdan. Allen's understanding of the Baal people has gained a deeper level. This race is almost called a soldier. Not to mention the large number of soldiers, the number of strong men is not comparable to that of the Earth Federation. The generals of the empire basically have a combat power comparable to that of a marshal. There are only two federal marshals, but there are as many as ten people in just one Phantom Kingdom!

If it weren't for the years of war between Duobia and the Shadow Kingdom, the resources and powerhouses of the two countries would continue to be consumed. I am afraid that the interstellar line of defense surrounding the Jotun star field cannot withstand the impact of the Baal people. Looking at the entire universe, only Idahua star can check and balance this chaotic race. But if Spinak and Frius join forces, I believe the King of Justice will also have a headache. Allen couldn't imagine what it would be like if the two empires joined forces?

He shook his head and said to Tracey: "Go back, Belmode should be back."

The land vehicle turned around and drove back to Mokdan City.

"Master, can that big businessman believe it?" Trisli asked in the car.

Alan looked at the street scene outside the window and said, "It's not trustworthy. Although he is a pawn in the ruins, I don't think he has much loyalty. I don't need his loyalty, as long as he can provide it." I can do whatever I want. Of course, if he has extra thoughts, I don’t mind reminding him.”

Allen didn't say what kind of reminder to use, and Trisili didn't ask. At this time, the car turned into No. 34 Street where the hotel was located. This long street was mostly for hotels and bars, and it was relatively quiet during the day. At night, the streets are very lively with people coming and going. It was already past noon, and there should have been more and more pedestrians on the street. But Lu Xingche turned onto the long street, not to mention seeing passing vehicles, not even a single pedestrian.

Tracey said in a deep voice, "Do you want to turn around?"

"It's too late." Allen said softly.

"Damn it, I just bought this car." Tracey gritted her teeth.

"It's okay, I'll pay you back when I go back." Allen laughed.

As soon as the voice fell, a strong light suddenly lit up on the spire of a hotel on the left. In an instant, an orange beam of light rushed over, slanted across the street and landed on the land vehicle, forming a series of explosions. When the fireball rose, beams of light beams were blasted from the roofs and windows of the surrounding buildings, making the explosion more intense.

After a round of shooting, someone pushed the door out of a bar a hundred meters away from the explosion point. It was the general named Smogg. He is fully armored and carries a physical hand cannon in his hand. The hand cannon refracted the metallic luster, and the general fired as soon as he raised the cannon. A pitch-black shell blasted into the flames, first blasting a column of fire, and then another burst. The shock wave of the explosion shook the buildings on both sides and shook off wisps of dust.

After firing the cannon, the general casually threw it to the soldiers behind him, and then sneered, "What dark king, shit!"

Unexpectedly, at the end of the sentence, a sneer came from behind. The general turned quickly, and the pupils of the eyes under the helmet shrank suddenly. At some point in front of him stood a woman who was scraping her nails with a light blue dagger. Behind her, several soldiers of the Shadow Army stared blankly, followed by their limbs being torn apart, and blood gradually flowed out after they scattered all over the ground. The woman looked him up and down, and said with a sneer, "Imperial General? Plus a hundred or so soldiers want to kill us? Isn't it too small for us?"

"Who sent you here? Gurrant? Baal?"

Smogg drew out the long sword at his waist, and snorted coldly: "After you die, I will tell you personally!"

"Really? It's a pity. It seems that you don't intend to say anything. Originally, the master said that if you were willing to tell me, he would let you live. If that's the case, I'll let you go to the grave with my men as companions." Trisili squatted down a little, exerted her strength suddenly, and her figure disappeared into the general's eyes like the wind.

Smogg roared and raised his sword.

When there was a sound, Trisli, who appeared again, put one hand on the sword, the dagger was nailed to the middle of the sword, and her feet stepped on Smogg's chest. The general raised his sword a little slower, now he was afraid that it would be nailed into the door of his face by the ravaged teeth.

"The response is not bad." Tracey chuckled.

The general growled: "Go away!"

The source of power erupted, and a majestic sword energy swept out like a dragon opening its teeth and claws. Trisili had already put her feet on the general's chest and used her strength to somersault, and the sword energy was swept away, and the bar in the back was swept away in vain! Trisley landed and rushed forward, and the Ragnarok Fang pulled out a light blue light all over the sky, killing around Smogg.

Allen appeared on the spire of a hotel. He held the spire and looked at Trisley and Smogg on the street, squinting his eyes: "It's true that it's the Imperial General, but it's just this manpower. And it's not The soldiers of the Crazy Shadow Army, that is to say, they were sent by Gulante. It seems that the city lord can't suppress Baal, otherwise he should not only use this manpower, right?"

Next to him was the corpse of a Shadow Army soldier. There was also a beam gun at the corpse's hand. The beam gun of the Shadow Kingdom was very old, but its power was not bad. Allen picked it up, fiddled with the gun a few times and shot a beam of light towards a window across the street. In the flames of the explosion, there were screams. Then dozens of beams of light blasted in his direction, Allen smiled and stepped back, disappearing in his original position.