The entire game world was shuddered by the sudden big moves of the Old Continent and EU.

The infiltration plan of the Kingdom of Kislif, which was originally progressing smoothly in the Mao Federation, was almost completely interrupted. The Tsar Guard conducted a thorough inspection of the Winter Palace that day, and more than 200 players who entered the interior of the Winter Palace in various identities were arrested.

The major nobles of the Kisliv Kingdom have doubted the powerful aides and stunning lovers who have appeared by their side in recent years. Almost overnight, the progress made by the Mao Federation at the top leaders of the Kisliv Kingdom was brought back to the front before the liberation.

Fortunately, the bear is the bear. Before they knew it, they completely mastered the regular army of the Kisliv Kingdom in the form of alcohol and duels. They rejected all the orders issued by Ivan XII, opened the doors to major borders, and allowed the rebels who were full of hatred towards the rulers to enter the core area of ​​the Kisliv Kingdom.

Under the guidance of Mao Federation players, I don’t know how many military nobles of the Kisliv Kingdom were knocked down overnight, the land was divided, the knights surrendered, and the soldiers turned against each other!

The rebel army led by the Mao Federation officially took the stage and began to sing on stage with the Kingdom of Kisliv under the Tsar's rule. Fortunately, the two sides still had some tacit understanding. No one used the army on the northern wasteland, and even both sides acquiesced to the other's logistics forces interspersed through their own territory to provide supplies to the border legion that was still in control by the other party.

Resisting Green Skin is the instinct in every Madame Kislie. Even if a civil war occurs, they will never lose their minds and allow Green Skin to rush into their homes.

"Don't you bearded with his EU beard!" In a small town under the Kingdom of Kisliff, a Mao Federation man from the intelligence department rode on a white giant bear with a look of evil spirits: "I knew those EU guys were uneasy! We must react! We should deploy the hammer tank on the Plaza of Concorde! Put our flag on the Capitol!"

"Don't be excited, Davarich, we will win the final victory!" A new Chinese player wearing a thick fur coat and riding a horse reached out and handed over a bottle of exquisite alcoholic beverage: "Drink, Vladimir, let's not be upset about what has happened!"

"You're right! Tons tons tons!" The bear rider, known as Vladimir, drank the bottle of high-purity alcoholic beverage used by the new Chinese players to keep warm: "We have to solve this year's green disaster first, and then overthrow the damn Tsar!"

"Valoja! Valoja!" A big man riding a white bear rushed over in front: "We found a destroyed outpost. All the people inside were dead. They should be dried by green skins, but the rest was enough for us to spend the night there!"

"It's great. Tonight we have a place to make fire and make soup. The souls of those who have been killed are freed and cursed the cowards who were eaten clean by the green skin!" Vladimir did not regret the death of the outpost soldiers at all. Both the Maoists and Madame Kisri were adapted to this kind of "periodic" death.

Before their team could approach the outpost, they saw countless large bags suddenly arching out of the snow on both sides: "Waaagh! The human shrimps were fooled! Kill them all, I want to use their skull as wine glasses!"

A series of Waaagh sounds were everywhere, but the team of Mao Federation players was not panicked. The knights riding the white bear immediately launched a counter-charge, and infantry holding heavy weapons followed them, ready to cut the dispersed green skin at any time.

The soldiers holding the shield formed a shield wall to block the musketeers, who were trying to ignite their fuses. The cold weather freezes their fingers and wets their fire breaks. However, these military products produced in the loess area are of excellent quality and eventually burn with the breath of death.

"The cold white snow tells death! Surprises always come across unexpectedly, my friend!" Vladimir pulled out his magic crystal gun, which was a magic weapon created by the polar dwarves living in the northern wasteland: "We can move our bodies before dinner!"

Compared to the bitterness and laughter of Mao Federation players, the American imperial players really even shed tears.

Because of the strength of the Witch King on the New World, the American imperial players could only give up the vast land of the New World and divide it into two parts. One part fled north into the ice and snowy land that was the wasteland in the northern part of Kisliv, and the other part crossed the Caribbean Sea in batches and entered the dense jungle area.

In principle, it is also the territory of the Witch King, but as the Witch Kings accidentally took off, they created a huge mouth in the abyss, and most of the Witch Kings focused on the new continent.

The dark and vast land of the New World is only inhabited by three Witch Kings, as well as some legendary wizards who fled from the Ottoman Empire together and were unable to advance to the Witch King.

By the way, there are also many witch kings who are used to throwing new species and new creations they have created here, and come here every few years to see how they react in the natural environment.

In addition, there are also rebels who are dissatisfied with the rule of the Witch King, rising up, rebellious mages, escaped temple warriors, nuns who violated the precepts, beastmen who believe in chaos, and countless barbarian tribes.

The American imperial player hiding here almost used bare hands to rush the trees and built hundreds of large search ships, waiting for the server to connect and leave this ghost place.

As a result, I don’t know if the Witch King is idle recently. The two Witch Kings who have lived in seclusion in the jungle for hundreds of years have stirred up huge waves on the beach, rushing the fleet to the land.

"Including maintenance, we can't go out to sea for at least three months." A general in the U.S. imperialism carefully explained to the governor: "This is definitely a conspiracy against us. No ship was completely destroyed, but no ship survived. They are all on shore now."

"Can't I see this kind of nonsense myself?" The gloomy Governor glanced at the servant beside him: "What are he doing with this kind of waste? If you want something nice and smart, I want someone who can solve the problem, not an idiot who handed the problem over to my idiot!"

"Governor! You can't do this! I..." As the attendant lowered his head and operated something, the general in a well-built uniform trembled and fell to the ground, as if he had no soul.

In reality, his life has been completely over. In less than five minutes, a special corpse collector will break into his house and take his body away. That is also part of the Governor's property.
Chapter completed!