Black Dragon Kingdom

"kill!"

"For inheritance!"

The third-tier rabbit-man noble, exchanged his life for his life, and ruthlessly inserted his knife into the heart of the third-tier human aristocrat on the opposite side. He didn't even care about the long sword of the opposite human, and chopped off his head. .

Blood flashed, and a rabbit's head fell to the ground.

The third-order human noble, looking at the long knife stuck in his heart, felt the strength of his limbs rapidly fading, and half-kneeled on the ground involuntarily.

"You don't need to work so hard, I'm a ****!"

The knight's sword fell to the ground, kicking up a handful of dust, and the third-order human nobleman fell to the ground with regret.

On the battlefield where the shouts of killing were extremely fierce, two million rabbitmen frantically fought forward among tens of millions of human legions.

Trading knives for knives, swords for swords, and lives for lives, most of them only had stone weapons, but the tens of thousands of human legions on the opposite side were defeated with their lives.

The rabbitman clan is a small race that only joined the dragon alliance during the battle of the dragon alliance in the west.

Before joining the Dragon Alliance, the number of the rabbitmen was only 500,000 to 600,000, and most of the rabbitmen were slaves of the human race, and the entire race was on the verge of extinction.

After the dragon alliance entered the western region, the rabbitman clan quickly joined in and attacked the western region in turn.

After more than ten years of fighting, the rabbitman clan quickly increased their number to four million with the help of the special system in which all food was provided by the Dragon Alliance during the war.

However, because the major powerful races killed so fiercely in the early stage, and rushed hundreds of miles a day, it was basically not their turn to grab military merit.

And because they just joined the dragon alliance, they don't know much about the internal rules of the dragon alliance.

With free food to eat, they didn't work too hard to gain military merit.

After the war, the military merits of their rabbitman clan were only about 500,000.

Then, tragedy struck.

When the war is over, so is the free food.

The rabbit people can only rely on their own fief to support their own people.

500,000 military exploits, 2.5 million acres of plantation land.

However, because of the supply of free food, the entire rabbitman clan desperately survived on the basis of 4 million, and the number skyrocketed, growing to 6 million.

And because of the excessive birth, more than half of the females of the 6 million rabbit people are pregnant. According to the situation that the rabbit people have three babies per birth, the race will double.

However, the fiefdom of the entire rabbitman family can only support five million rabbitmen.

In the first year, the rabbit family ushered in a year of hunger. In this year, each rabbit could only eat three-thirds full and barely survived.

In the second year, countless little rabbits were born, and the food supply chain was broken in an instant. The rabbit people clan, which was not suppressed by legends, ushered in riots within the clan.

Countless rabbitmen killed each other for themselves, for their wives, and for their children.

Only those rabbitmen with military exploits can escape.

The entire bunny clan was in utter chaos.

This time the chaos lasted for ten years, the blood of the entire rabbitman clan stained their fief, more than ten million rabbitmen died, and only four million rabbitmen survived in the end.

And the rabbitman who ended the chaos is the king of rabbitman who broke through to legend with the help of blood sacrifice.

With iron and blood, he beheaded the remaining thirty third-tier powerhouses in the clan, and millions of rabbitmen died under his knife.

Only then did the riots within the clan be completely suppressed with absolute violence.

However, after this chaotic killing, the vitality of the entire rabbitman clan was severely injured, and all the thirty third-tier powerhouses who grew up on the battlefield in the western region were killed.

Most of the second-tier powerhouses were killed and injured, and the first-tier powerhouses were also exhausted in the long war.

With the help of the Dragon Alliance, the entire rabbitman clan ushered in the craziest rise, and once again declined from the peak to the bottom.

This time, the three gods of the rabbitman clan couldn't stand it anymore.

They issued an oracle and established the king of rabbitmen's ruling authority over the entire rabbitman family in the name of gods.

With strength and faith, the Rabbitman King finally obtained the absolute dominion over the entire Rabbitman clan.

In the following period of time, the king of rabbitmen, while working hard to suppress the birth of his own clan, at the same time desperately cultivated the extraordinary legion and the strong in the clan.

Prepare for the next war.

No rabbitman wants to eat the pain they suffered because of their lack of military achievements.

The battlefield became more and more chaotic, and the two million rabbitmen kept rushing forward and again in the vast ocean of human beings.

They hold simple weapons, but possess infinite courage, and sacrifice everything for their own race in a way of exchanging their lives.

But courage is just courage after all.

There are more than ten million human beings, and most of them have a set of armor and a sophisticated weapon.

However, due to poverty, only a small part of the rabbit people have iron weapons, and most of the others only use stone weapons.

Moreover, the combat power of the rabbit people is not very strong, and the word rabbit is already very good at expressing their combat power.

Two million bunnymen were slowly being wiped out on the battlefield.

The Rabbit King looked at the order to end the war in his mind.

A rabbit face is full of unwillingness.

In this war, he pulled all the adult population of the clan over, forming a vast army of six million rabbitmen.

As soon as he entered the battlefield, he led his clansmen to engage in a life-for-life battle with the humans on the opposite side.

After several months of fighting, only the two million people below were left in their clan, and the loss was extremely heavy.

However, the loss is worth it. In this war, their rabbitman clan has won three million military exploits.

According to the five-acre plantation land for one military achievement, the plantation land that can be exchanged is 15 million acres.

The number of rabbitmen that can be supported can exceed 30 million.

Under his leadership, the rabbit people clan is about to usher in a revival.

"Wooooow!"

The retreat horn that resounded through heaven and earth was sounded.

There were only 1.5 million rabbitmen left, and they began to retreat slowly after the disaster.

And the human army on the opposite side, facing this group of desperate things, can only watch the other party retreat.

As the saying goes, those who are stunned are afraid of being violent, and those who are violent are afraid of dying. The rabbit people are just desperate.

They don't want to trade lives for lives, swords for swords, and knives for knives with their opponents. The opponent is too crazy.

The army retreated slowly.

The King of Rabbitman looked at the sun rising high in the distance, with a smile on his face that he didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and said in a hoarse voice: "My God, three million military achievements have been obtained, and they were bought with the flesh and blood of our clan. With the military achievements in hand, our clan is about to usher in a rise."

"I have lived up to your expectations of me."

The king of rabbitmen, looking at the two human legends in the distance, followed his army and left slowly.

This war is over for their rabbit people.

Six million rabbitmen leave the Great Wall, and one and a half million rabbitmen return.

Adding in the 300,000 bunnymen in the clan, the number of the entire rabbitman clan is less than two million.

From 6.3 million in the whole family, to now there are not even 2 million.

All the blood was gone.

In the high film of the world, the Rabbit God God Kingdom, the three Rabbit Gods looked down at the incomparably numb, but full of 1.5 million troops who gave everything for the tribe.

The rationality of the gods was overwhelmed by the surging emotions at this moment.

"My clan will eventually rise!"

At this moment, they used the words of the gods together, and said firmly.

Tens of thousands of rivers rumbling along the Calbes Mountain Range to all directions of the entire continent.

With the support of their own gods, the hundreds of ethnic groups that were originally in decline have cut a piece of sky for their own race by exchanging their lives for their own lives.

The war is over.

Hundreds of legions of various races with only a few million troops slowly withdrew towards the interior of the dragon alliance.

And the powerful races that are powerful enough to have several forty to fifty million legions are still fighting outside at this moment.

At this time, they are already riding a tiger.

Those small races, because of the small number of people, have been able to increase the number of fiefdoms in their own clan by several times, ten times, or even dozens of times after fighting their lives on the battlefield and earning military merits of several million. Naturally, they don't have to worry about the population issue of those fiefdoms.

But their overlord-level races can't.

Which one of them doesn't have hundreds of millions, billions, or even two billion people?

Doubling it would require hundreds of millions of military exploits.

The sudden end of the war made their original plan come to nothing.

There is no way to feed more than one-third of the population that the fiefdom can support for the war.

Therefore, they now either choose to return to the army immediately to meet the civil war that started due to food reasons.

Either use war to divert the attention of the clan and reduce the excess population in the clan.

In reality, however, they had only one choice.

Consume the excess population with war.

Go back and start a civil war, that's what a stupid guy would do.

The kings of their races would not allow it, let alone the gods in the sky, and neither would the superhumans in the clan.

In their words, a glorious death on the battlefield is the best destination for these fighters.

To die at the hands of one's own people because of the civil war is the most shameful way to die.

In the frontline headquarters.

After three days of chaos, the college students of various races who had woken up sat in front of the magic screens of their own clan like eggplants beaten by frost.

He looked extremely weak.

At this moment, they still haven't recovered from the blow.

They have been preparing for forty years for the war.

Training the army, casting armor, and stockpiling supplies, the painstaking efforts put in are innumerable.

However, the war of forty years of preparation ended in less than a year.

That's how they don't get frustrated.

And this is only second, the extra one-third of the population in the clan is the big problem.

According to their calculations, in this less than a year's war, the entire dragon alliance gained about four billion military exploits.

Among them, those hundreds of small races, with the help of their small size, high agility, enough to fight their lives, and the help of the gods in the sky in the early stage, obtained three billion military merits in one fell swoop, and made a lot of money.

And the remaining one billion military merits were divided among these big races.

However, this is also impossible.

In order to obtain more military merits, the first to enter the battlefield are the elites of their clan, wearing one or even two layers of armor, holding heavy weapons, and their combat effectiveness is beyond the limit.

Because of wearing armor and holding heavy weapons, the speed is inevitably slower.

And those small races are very poor, and most of the warriors can only hold weapons made of stones.

They didn't have too much weight, and they ran so fast. They were the first to enter the human territory and exchange their lives with human fighters.

The big races like them didn't care about this at all, because with the help of their huge size, as long as they could fight a large-scale war with the human beings on the opposite side.

Battle exploits are counted in millions.

Of course, the cycle of a large-scale war is relatively long, and it will take time for it to break out.

However, fate did not give them time. In less than a year, the war was over.

No one expected that a huge war involving hundreds of billions of people across the entire continent would end in less than a year.

Elena looked at the depressed university students below, feeling like a cat scratching her heart.

Gritting his teeth, he said:

"That bastard Ace, obviously had the upper hand, and suddenly ended the war."

"It's over when it's over, and I don't say anything. The plantation is limited, and things that have been calculated by the humans on the opposite side have to be like this."

"But why did you just turn around and crawl back into your den and start sleeping and throw all the mess on me and Eliza's backs."

"It's too pitiful."

Her resentment towards Ace has broken through the sky at this time.

If Ace is in front of her now, she won't care whether she can beat him or not, and she will bite off a piece of his flesh if she dies.

How can there be such a boss, who just threw the mess to his sister, and went to sleep comfortably.

At this moment, Elena's long eyes completely turned into flame-like purple, and the surging dragon's power pressed fiercely on the shoulders of hundreds of scholars below, filling their hearts with fear. Elena opened her eyes. With a mouth full of blood, he said in an extremely irritable manner: "I straighten my waist for this queen."

"Whoever dares to look depressed again, I will swallow you up now."

"Listen to my order and tell the legends of the major armies on the front line. Within twenty years, all the food they spent during the war will be borne by the major granaries on the Great Wall defense line."

"I will definitely not let more than the population of your clan starve to death."

I heard that the Dragon Alliance still guarantees their rations to prevent their own people from starving to death.

The 300 university scholars immediately became energetic, and quickly contacted the army commanders on the front line one by one.

The war is over, and the battle for military merit is over.

What we have to do now is to stop the loss in time and try our best to tide over the difficulties.

And this war, they are not without much gain.

There are only ten overlord-level groups with a number of more than 500 million.

Of the one billion military merits, they directly accounted for 700 million.

On average, each of them has about 70 million military exploits.

So many military achievements are already a lot, and they can obtain 350 million mu of plantation land and feed a population of about 700 million.

It's not a loss at all.

The gains are still great.

It's just that it's many times worse than the hundreds of millions of military achievements they expected, and the psychological gap is a bit big.

Looking at the spirited up scholars.

Elena quickly began to fiddle with her art of war.

First of all, use food to force the frontline army commanders to obey his orders, and if they don't obey, they will directly cut off the food of his entire race.

With this method, even if the dissatisfaction in the hearts of the kings of those races has accumulated to the extreme, they can only grit their teeth and obey orders in the face of hundreds of millions of people who are waiting to be fed.

Second, she started to contact Eliza in the rear, and exchanged the military merits obtained by the various clans for their fiefdoms as quickly as possible.

Use the fiefdom to forcibly break their sanity back, let them know whose food they are eating and whose protection they are receiving? Who is the reason for the strength of the clan?

After a set of combined punches, the powerhouses of all races recovered from dementia one after another, and began to obey Elena.

The chaos on the frontline battlefield slowly recovered, and various races slowly began to gather, switching from offense to defense. While trying to resist the human attack, they quickly dispatched soldiers from the Dragon Alliance to the frontline for support.

The intensity of the war has changed from a brutal fight to a low-intensity regular army war.

Just as Elena and Eliza were busy, trying to calm down the chaos.

Thousands of gods in the sky finally figured out what happened.

The meritorious war is over.

As for the reason for the end, it was because the group of ancient evil gods and human rulers on the opposite side were too shameless.

He even sent his own soldiers to the front line to be killed by the members of the Dragon Alliance.

In order to quickly consume the plantation land in the hands of the Big Three, the opponent's absolute militarism rules collapsed and the foundation of the Dragon Alliance was destroyed.

After figuring out the problem, they became even angrier.

Obviously, in this war, as long as the humans on the opposite side are not acting strange, the Dragon Alliance can occupy a large piece of territory in an upright manner.

The war of military exploits will not end, and each of them can earn a lot of money, realizing the transformation from sudden wealth to super wealth.

But the human beings on the opposite side don't play by the rules!

How can anyone send the fighters of their own clan to the battlefield to be killed by the enemy on the opposite side.

This is too cruel.

Thus, the angry gods all raised their knives and headed towards the kingdom of God where the human gods lived.

The obstruction of the world prevents them from putting too much power into the mortal world, and they can't do anything to that group of ancient evil gods.

But within the film of this world, they were able to use knives to let the group of human gods know how serious the consequences of offending all the gods would be?

God war broke out.

More than 3,000 gods, rich and powerful, dispatched more than 10,000 god clones, leading their countless believers, soldiers and densely packed god warships, and began to carry out righteous group fights against human gods.

They were so angry that they could be said to be extremely angry now.

Obviously, as long as the dragon alliance unifies the continent according to the normal trajectory, then no matter whether it is them or the group of human gods, they can increase their income by ten times or even dozens of times, and it is not impossible for them to increase their income by a hundred times.