Black Dragon Kingdom Chapter 333

  Chapter 333 The Human Gods Beaten by Groups

"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 head fell to the ground.

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

   "There's no 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 his eyes closed.

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

  Exchanging knives for knives, swords for swords, and lives for lives, most of them only had stone weapons, but the tens of millions 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's Western Region.

  Before joining the Dragon Alliance, the number of the rabbit people was only five or six hundred thousand, and most of the rabbit people were slaves of the human family, and the whole race was on the verge of extinction.

  After the Dragon Alliance entered the Western Territory, the Rabbitmen quickly joined in and attacked the Western Territory 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, rushing hundreds of miles a day, it is basically not their turn to grab military achievements.

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

   They had free food to eat, and they didn't work too hard to get military merit.

  After the end of 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 Rabbitman family can only rely on their own fief to support their own people.

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

  The entire rabbitman family, but because of the supply of free food, they desperately survived on the basis of 4 million, and the number skyrocketed, growing to 6 million.

  Because of 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 litter, the race will double.

  However, the fiefdom of the entire rabbitman clan 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 for themselves, for their wives, and for their children.

   Only those bunnymen with military exploits can escape.

  The entire bunny clan fell into complete chaos.

   This time the chaos lasted for ten years. The blood of the entire rabbitman clan stained their fief. More than 10 million rabbitmen died. In the end, only 4 million rabbitmen survived.

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

  Using 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 in the clan be completely suppressed with absolute violence.

  However, after this chaotic killing, the entire rabbitman clan was seriously 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 or injured, and the first-tier powerhouses were also exhausted in the long war.

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

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

  They lowered the oracle and established the king of the rabbitman's ruling authority over the entire rabbitman family in the name of the god.

  With strength and faith, the Rabbitman King finally obtained the absolute **** of the entire Rabbitman family.

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

   Prepare for the next war.

  The pain that their rabbit people suffered because of their lack of military achievements, no rabbit people want to eat again.

  The battlefield is becoming more and more chaotic, and the two million rabbitmen are constantly rushing and rushing 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.

  The number of human beings exceeds tens of millions, and most of them have a set of armor and a sophisticated weapon.

   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. The word rabbit is already very good at expressing their combat power.

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

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

  A rabbit face 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 clansman and the human beings on the opposite side to play a life-for-life war.

  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, the 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 Rabbitman Clan is about to usher in a revival.

   "Woooooooooooooo!"

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

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

  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 stupefied are afraid of being violent, and those who are violent are afraid of dying. The rabbit people are just afraid of dying.

  They don't want to trade their 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 the rabbitmen, watching 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 1.5 million rabbitmen return.

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

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

  The blood was all gone.

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

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

   "My family will eventually rise!"

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

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

  Hundreds of ethnic groups that were originally in decline, with the support of their own gods, used the method of exchanging their lives to cut a piece of sky for their own race.

  The war is over.

  Hundreds of legions of various races with only a few million troops slowly retreated towards the interior of the Dragon Alliance.

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

   At this time, they are already on the verge of 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 they are not the overlord-level races.

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

  Double, that would require hundreds of millions of military exploits.

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

  For the sake of war, more than one-third of the population that the fiefdom can support, there is no way to support it.

  So now they 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 fact, however, they can only have one choice.

   Use war to consume excess population.

  Go back and start a civil war, what a stupid guy to do that.

  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.

  Dying at the hands of your 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 ethnic groups who had woken up sat in front of the magic screens of their own clan like eggplants beaten by frost.

   looked extremely weak.

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

  For the war, they prepared for forty years.

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

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

   It keeps them from getting 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 of war, the entire dragon alliance gained about 4 billion military exploits.

  Among them, the hundreds of small races, with the help of their small size, high agility, and life-saving, and the help of the gods in the sky, gained three billion military achievements in one fell swoop and made a lot of money.

  The remaining one billion military merits were divided up by these big races.

  However, this is also impossible.

  In order to obtain more military exploits, 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 charts.

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

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

   They don't have too much weight, and they run so fast. They are the first to enter the human territory and exchange lives with human fighters.

   They big races didn't care about this at all, because with the help of their huge size, as long as they can fight large-scale wars with the opposite humans.

  Military exploits are counted in millions.

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

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

  No one thought that a huge war involving hundreds of billions of people would end in less than a year.

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

   gritted his teeth and said:

   "That **** Ace, who obviously had the upper hand, 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 other side have to be like this."

   "But why did you crawl back to your den as soon as you turned around, and started to sleep, throwing all the mess on me and Eliza's back."

   "It's too boring."

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

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

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

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."

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

   Hearing 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 also 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 ethnic 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 quite a lot. They can obtain 350 million mu of plantation land and feed a population of about 700 million.

   It's not a loss anyway.

  The harvest is still great.

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

  Looking at the high school scholars who got up.

  Eleaner quickly began to fiddle with her art of war.

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

  Using this trick, 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 for food.

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

  Using fiefdoms 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 strong men 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 military merit war is over.

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

   Actually sent his soldiers to the front line to be killed by the dragon alliance's family members.

  Using this to quickly consume the plantation land in the hands of the Big Three, to collapse the opponent's absolute militaristic rules and destroy the foundation of the Dragon Alliance.

   After figuring out the problem, they became even angrier.

  Obviously in this war, as long as the human beings 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 suddenly rich to super rich.

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

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

  This is too cruel.

  So, the angry gods raised their knives and headed towards the kingdom of God where the human gods were.

  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 are?

   God war broke out.

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

   They were so angry that they were 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.

  (end of this chapter)

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