Black Dragon Kingdom

In the following months, more than 5 million coalition forces of various ethnic groups with high morale began to attack like a broken bamboo.

The human castles and cities whose troops in the rear have been emptied cannot withstand their attacks at all.

Castles were breached one by one, and checkpoints one after another were reduced to piles of ruins under the attack of the extraordinary legion.

However, within a few months, the land with a radius of more than one million square kilometers was completely occupied by more than five million coalition forces of various ethnic groups with high morale.

The resistance of the humans in the west is minimal.

However, after they devoured most of the territory of the original ten evil gods, the North Route Army, which had lost more than half and only had more than five million soldiers, had reached its limit.

They started cutting all the way north from the exit of the tunnel. They fought with high morale for more than a year, and gnawed down countless human levels and castles.

The total number of human cannon fodder and elite fighters eliminated exceeded 30 million.

After fighting for so long and conquering so many checkpoints and castles, even with the encouragement of absolute militarism, morale inevitably lacks stamina.

At this moment, the ancient evil gods took the right opportunity to make a move, and a decisive battle broke out.

They fought against the Extraordinary Legion, and a large area of ​​the basin was completely destroyed. The terrifying battle caused one-third of the surrounding mountains and rivers to fall down.

Ordinary armies are like a group of ants in the face of this terrifying force, and legions are wiped out one by one.

In just half a day, more than half of the tens of millions of North Route Army had been lost, and their morale collapsed.

If Ace hadn't descended like a god, freezing the mountains and rivers for hundreds of miles with his own power, he would have killed the ancient evil gods who were so powerful that they were almost like gods to those warriors.

At this moment, the remaining five million troops on the North Road had already completely collapsed.

It is simply impossible to move forward and continue to occupy more than one million square kilometers of territory.

Now, it has been fought for a few more months, occupying more than one million square kilometers of territory, after a decisive battle, plus two years of continuous consumption.

Even the hardened warriors couldn't hold on anymore.

So they had to stop, make repairs, and wait for the troops from the rear to support them.

The legendary troll Herman Pry sat high on the half-destroyed city wall.

The huge troll's head covered with scars, looking at the countless fleeing human soldiers in the distance, the boiling killing intent in the eyes has not diminished in the slightest.

"Bring their heads back to me!"

Herman Pry yelled at the countless trolls beneath the walls.

The first phase of the war is over.

Her Royal Highness Prince Eliza has sent an order for the major legions to garrison the human castles and checkpoints that have been breached, and not to attack any further.

Within a few years, there will never be a better opportunity to gain military merit than now.

Therefore, even if there were only 10,000 to 20,000 human soldiers fleeing on the opposite side, he was still unwilling to let them go.

After all, the 10,000 to 20,000 human soldiers are a fief after acre.

Kill them all, and the fief obtained can support at least seven or eight thousand trolls, which is not a small amount.

"Yes, the king of my clan!"

Dozens of third-tier troll nobles knelt down on one knee at the same time, with blood in their eyes, they said loudly.

As early as last year, Herman Pley had already relied on the powerful combat power of the troll legion to obtain a million-level military merit, and became the race king of the troll clan.

You can enjoy the blood sacrifice that the trolls jointly give him and another legendary troll in the third quarter of each year.

Today, the number of their troll clan has already exceeded ten million, reaching twelve million.

With such a huge number of clansmen, the blood sacrifice energy produced by gathering together can be said to be as mountainous as the sea.

Even if there is still a legendary troll to share with him, but with the absorbing ability of the two of them, they can absorb at most one-tenth of it.

Most of the remaining blood sacrifice energy can be stored by him and become an extraordinary resource that can help his own group grow stronger.

His strength is about to increase continuously at an astonishing rate, and it's only a few decades of demigod's effort.

Hold high the Kingdom of God, as long as he doesn't fall halfway, there is a nearly 10% possibility.

At this moment, the 100,000 troll legion turned into a torrent that submerged the earth, and marched mightily towards the human beings in the distance.

The world has turned into a terrifying battlefield of flesh and blood.

...

In the mountains in front of the exit of the tunnel, in the No. 2 Golden Castle, which is wide and not much smaller than the Golden Castle in the Dark Swamp.

Ace sat tall on the throne with an extremely majestic expression.

Elisa and Elena also sat proudly on both sides of Ace, showing their majesty as dragons on their thrones.

In the hall under the throne, the pandaren scholar Caroline Kennedy and the kobold scholar Ronnie Stam, a panda and a dog head, stood below in awe.

I casually glanced at the data of the number of their own race and the strong ones sent by Ronnie Stam and Caroline Kennedy.

Ace frowned.

The swamp kobolds are okay, relying on their strong fertility and ability to assimilate other kobolds, they have increased their number to fifteen million.

The number is quite huge, and apart from turning the entire swamp into his swamp farm, there are still some leftovers.

It's developed pretty well.

However, the number of pandaren is somewhat insufficient. After decades of vigorous development, he has almost no restrictions on pandaren, and even strongly encourages them to have children.

At the beginning, when Elisa used the method of separating females and males to reduce the number of births of the dark race, the pandaren were not separated.

Logically speaking, there should be a lot of opponents.

But he looked at the situation of their pandaren clan sent by the pandaren scholar Caroline Kennedy, how come the number is only seven million?

Not even half the number of swamp kobolds.

"Caroline, why do you only have seven million pandaren?"

"With the pandaren's reproduction speed and my strong support, maybe less than 20 million, but there are definitely more than 10 million."

"What did you do? The troll clan, whose fertility rate is one section lower than your pandaren's, has increased their number to twelve million under limited circumstances."

"Pandaren have no restrictions, and their fertility rate is higher than that of the other party. Why is there such a difference in the number?"

"It's more than six million less than the other party!"

Ace said with a hint of dissatisfaction.

The pandaren are his farmers, and the nut tree plantation and the bread tree plantation need to have enough pandaren to keep expanding outwards.

With fewer pandaren, the expansion speed of the plantation would be affected.

Now that their number is growing so slowly, his idea of ​​turning the entire western region into his plantation is about to fail.