Chapter 280

The half trace crescent moon hangs in the hazy night, and the bright moonlight is like a river silver wave, pouring into the camp at the foot of the mountain, filled with light white fog.

Dreus stood quietly on the hill, his deep eyes converged on all the edges, the black cutter carried behind him, and the scarlet cloak rippled slightly with the night wind and rolled up a little moonlight.

Behind him was the silent God of war Thain, the unparalleled sword girl Fiona with a cold face, and the resolute hammer Bobby with a dignified face. The solemn atmosphere was covered over the camp, and the stars were dim.

When - when - when!

The heavy and long three bells sounded on the hillside, like the prelude to the song of fate, playing a parting song for the upcoming war.

"Let's go!"

In the moonlight, dreus raised his head and looked at the dig fort. He vaguely saw the standing svein of modrian. His hard face showed a smile and cold iron blood.

Soon, the Knox soldiers who were already ready to go rode forward in the night. Influenced by the solemn atmosphere, the young dragon lizard followed silently and looked down in an orderly and dense manner.

Fate has risen, the flames of war are burning, and no one can see the final result!

At the same time, the gentle moonlight in ewendell town painted a layer of gentle, bright and elegant colors for the garrison official residence.

A lonely shadow stands on the eaves of the mansion, quietly overlooking all the buildings, and dozens of slightly shallow shadows gather around it.

"Let's go, wash away all spies and betrayers!"

The meaning of killing was not hidden in the subtle language. The Lord of shadow flow, rob, looked at the silent town and narrowed his eyes slightly. The scarlet color became more and more intense in his pupils.

When the long-range attack journey starts, the rear must maintain absolute cohesion, and the spies and traitors hidden deep in the town of ewendel will be a good warning action, smearing the Valoran collar with bright blood to Gaowei.

Black clouds cover half a trace of the new moon, and the dim starlight is quietly hidden. A shadow shuttles through the streets of cities and towns, pubs, military barracks, businesses and other buildings, bringing bright blood fireworks.

Panic appeared in the town of irvindale, and the bright light shone on the dark night. Only after seeing the armored Knox soldiers patrolling the streets, their fear shrouded their hearts, and the words of reprimand swallowed into their abdomen. These big businessmen and gentlemen returned to quiet again. Only the light flashing all night was telling their inner uncertainty.

Taking advantage of the sudden chaos, the wide and fat Brewing Master gulagas led some soldiers into the night and disappeared quietly.

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The thin green fog mixed with a little blood came to heimu province. The once sparsely populated area has completely become a barren place. Every road is covered with solidified blood stains, and a large number of human civilian corpses are piled up in burning villages and towns.

Bang!

The ferocious head rolled down and the blood splashed on the iron boots under his feet. Habakhak, the Jackal chief, sat high on the top of the watchtower. Behind him was the town turned into ruins, and a few strands of ashes floated in the night sky.

The head with blood under his feet was the garrison officer from the town. The resistance organized was good, but the strength was too weak. He gave the town a "reward" and slaughtered all lives!

Poof!

Habakhak randomly crushed the booty, picked up the bloody stone spear and stood up. The tall and strong figure made the guard behind him faint and afraid.

"Do you mean that several teams sent to Yinsong province have not been heard from, and even the scouts sent have not returned?"

The hoarse voice had no emotion, but that was it. The Jackal guard couldn't help kneeling on the ground and trembling.

"Yes, I suspect that the rebel Corps was organized in Yinsong Province, or the sad gate sent soldiers to encircle and suppress."

Recently, heimu province has been swept away by crazy jackal soldiers such as locusts. Even senchong Province in the South has been invaded, so it has to station legions on the edge of the province, and even hire some mercenary teams to clean up small groups of jackal soldiers running in the territory. Maybe Yinsong province will be the same!

"It will not be the gate of sorrow, nor the city of edalas!" habakhak looked coldly at the place where Yinsong province was located. He was curious. Which force dared to challenge the Jackal army?

During the invasion of Blackwood Province, the jackals plundered countless wealth, slaves, weapons and armor, and transported them to the koker tribe, which also welcomed the secret news of Lord north.

Within stoke Kingdom, Blackwood province and most areas of Yinsong province have been abandoned by default. As long as the Jackal Legion will not provoke the gate of sorrow and edalas city for no reason, there will never be stoke Kingdom legions on the battlefield.

"Cowardly Kingdom, what are you still insisting on?" habakhak opened his mouth, showing his gray yellow tusks, and a bloody smile filled his face.

"Give me some fun?"

"Immediately arrange the soldiers in front to carry out indiscriminate sweeping at the border of heimu Province, and find out who it is!" habakhak said casually, looking at the close guard in front of him. "You go in person. I hope it will no longer be useless speculation information when you come back next time!"

"Yes!" the guard captain smiled humbly, then got up and left.

Ow Ow!

The howls of bloodthirsty mania reverberated continuously in the town. Countless jackal soldiers surged and gathered from the streets, buildings and alleys. They looked up at the roaring habakkak on the watchtower and made an excited roar, which was connected into a piece like a raging wave.

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Limontanlu, St. Bernard's palace.

The finely carved window decorations are covered with moonlight gauze, and the golden spire reflects a half round of new moon, with a quiet atmosphere in the air.

In the palace, a little candle light lit up the gloomy environment, and the ice blue hair slightly covered guy's face. He silently looked at the war sand table put in the center. This carefully made sand table clearly analyzed all the cities and mountains in the Kingdom territory, while the black wood province and silver pine Province, which were originally white, had been gradually filled with blood.

"Your Majesty, the fortress of fosbairo sent another urgent request for help, hoping that the kingdom would send troops to solve the Jackal disaster in Blackwood province." Duke dakama stood under the stairs and said with an ordinary face.

"Haven't the military departments all made strategies to give up the black wood province?" guy looked away from the war sand table and smiled at the Duke of dakama.

"After receiving information from all parties, there are many noble gatherings in limontanlune, hoping that... The jackals will kill too much!" Duke dakama said softly with a trace of sadness in his deep eyes.

"The cleaning activity is about to begin, and I don't want to create new problems!" guy said coldly, with a touch of authority pervading the magnificent palace.

"Moreover, didn't you teach me to be cold-blooded and ruthless as a king?"