"What's the current situation of the war outside the Great Wall?"

In the main city at the rear, the old man opened his eyes and picked up the object that looked like a mobile phone next to him and asked about the battle situation on the front line.

"Chief, we have tried our best..."

In the small town on the front line, the general shed tears as he looked at the breached city walls and the enemy troops entering the city.

This is the last city in the entire Northern Desert and the last barrier for the people of the Northern Desert.

"Well, Beimo will not forget you. Surrender now. We don't want our young men to be wasted here any more."

The old man's originally excited expression then turned to calmness. Perhaps it was really at this moment that all human affairs had been done, and the only thing left was fate.

"No, our Northern Desert Army has been passed down for thousands of years, and we absolutely cannot let it die out here. If we become slaves, will we really be the Northern Desert anymore?"

The general, however, could not remain as calm as the old man. Tears streamed down his face as he spoke in a sobbing voice.

"No matter what, we will definitely defend this city, no matter what."

After the general finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

On the other side, the old man had a gloomy expression, as if he had already accepted his fate.

"What are we old guys holding on to? How long has the glory of the human race passed? How many more years can the so-called independence last..."

It was summer in the Northern Desert at this time, but suddenly snow fell. Perhaps this divine land was mourning for their former master.

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"This is the last city!"

Outside the small town ahead, the gods gathered together again. In the past few months, they had divided their forces into many groups and finally removed all the obstacles blocking them on the front line step by step. Now, as long as they could break through the small town in front of them, the entire hinterland of the Northern Desert people's survival would be right in front of them. The threat that had plagued them for a hundred years would finally be eliminated on this day.

"We agreed to absorb these ordinary human slaves and the conquered land according to our pre-war agreement. The relevant peace agreement will continue."

A god in blue clothes and with a cold expression said in front of him.

"Well, I believe everyone understands this. For now, let's just focus on taking down this city."

A god nearby stepped forward and said with a smile that this joint war was led by him.

"Hehe, I think the weapons in Beimo have almost been used up. I wonder what other tricks these people have."

"The continent has finally been unified. We are already far behind the gods of the same batch. We still need to develop well after the war."

"well···"

Just when the gods were chatting happily, there was a huge commotion on the battlefield ahead.

At this time, the gods' followers in the south had already blasted open the city wall with magic cannons, and the magic knights had formed a battle formation and began to charge towards the gap. The great magician in the rear was patrolling the formation and observing the movements on the battlefield.

But when this group of mages blasted open and occupied the city wall, they were not faced with resolute resistance, but peaceful streets.

"Are these slaves going to surrender?"

A magician of the seventh-level spiritual power unit took advantage of his high level to rush directly into the city wall and explore the streets in the city.

"Die!"

A sound came from an unknown direction, and then a warrior in armor rushed out of the house inside. The warrior held a big knife in his hand and slashed directly at the magician.

"Oh!"

The magician reacted quickly, protecting his entire body with a thick frost shield.

"Bang!"

In close combat, the armored warrior's long sword directly split the thick ice shield and knocked the magician away. Then, the warrior took the opportunity to rush over quickly to finish off the enemy. The melee warrior finally approached the enemy magician and took the initiative.

At this time, before the army on the city wall could react, soldiers holding various types of weapons rushed out from the surrounding houses.

"boom!"

These soldiers, who did not have long-range guns and artillery, were physically fragile. Facing these mages and knights with powerful attack power, even if they had the upper hand, they were still destroyed in large numbers in an instant.

But these soldiers seemed to no longer fear death. The soldiers in the front fell, and those in the back picked up their weapons and continued to charge forward.

“It’s really troublesome.”

A beautiful wizard lady was approached by those bloody men, who wielded weapons of national destiny and slashed at her madly. Even though they could not unleash half the power of these weapons without spiritual power, they finally achieved the purpose of the war due to their advantage in numbers and distance.

The wizard fell to the ground miserably with an arrogant expression, which looked somewhat beautiful.

But these so-called soldiers no longer cared about these things. They began to kill rhythmically with the belief that they would die.

Even if this pace comes at the cost of lives, even if the predecessors die, the weapons in their hands will still be passed on to the rear. The people are gone, but the weapons are still there, the tools of killing are still there.

The war continued, and both sides suffered heavy losses. The morning sun gradually set in the west, and the light of the sunset appeared.

The blood had not yet dissipated, but the sounds of war were gone.

At the city gate, the female deity in blue had a cold expression on her face. In her hand was a head, which, judging from the red tassel on it, was obviously that of the general.

As the night passed, the phone in the general's command room rang again, and the old man received only a cold female voice:

"Just wait patiently!"

The woman was very angry. The seventh-level spiritual power unit she had carefully cultivated, the Ice Mage, was sacrificed in this battle. Such high-end combat power was still worth the pain even for those of them who were close to the level of the third-level divine kingdom.

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