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Ice city.

The Northern Ice and Snow Tribe is not a big race.

The entire territory of the Ice and Snow Clan has three main cities and one royal city, and there are five in the ninth-level king realm.

The clan king sits in the royal city and leaves a marshal. This is the layout of the royal city, and in each of the three main cities, there is a city lord guarding them.

But, this was before.

But now, this pattern has been slightly damaged.

Because Gao Neng killed a ninth-level king of the Ice and Snow Tribe, and this ninth-level king was the marshal beside the king of the Ice and Snow Tribe.

As for why they sacrificed the near for the distant, they did not directly send the city lord of Ice City to participate in the siege battle in the northern district, but chose to send the marshal from the royal city to participate in the battle. There is a reason for this.

The reason is simple...

Ice City is the closest foreign main city to the North District of the City of Hope.

Therefore, this place is actually the "logistics base" for the 200,000 alien army, which stores all the logistics resources of the alien coalition for this war.

With these many resources piled up in the city, it is natural that they need ninth-level experts to guard them. Therefore, the Ice and Snow Clan's city lord, the White-faced King, who is stationed in the Ice City, has become the first choice.

In fact, according to logic, with so many resources accumulated, there should not be only one ninth-level strong man to guard it.

However, how could the alien race have thought that this battle would be defeated?

Similarly, how could the aliens think that humans would dare to lead an army to attack the city?

"Your Majesty the City Lord, the human army is about to attack the city." A foreigner with a face covered in scales rushed into the City Lord's Mansion.

"How is the material delivery going?" The white-faced king's face was very white.

"Not quite ready yet!"

"If we send out more troops, we must pack up the supplies as quickly as possible and transport them out immediately!"

"Yes!" The foreigner left.

The white-faced king sat softly on his seat.

Yesterday, 200,000 alien coalition troops were defeated.

Various deserters fled to his ice city.

The only thing he could do was to do a good job in the later rescue work. Therefore, from the beginning of the defeat to the present, he basically never closed his eyes.

He mobilized the troops in the city as quickly as possible and made logistical arrangements.

Then, when he was too busy and dizzy...

The human army is coming!

What the hell?!

How dare humans do this!

"Defend the city! Hold on to the Ice City!" This was the first decision the White-faced King thought of, and he immediately sent troops to request reinforcements from all tribes.

What's the result?

The news he received was that strong men of various races escorted their prince to leave safely.

leave……

Leave!

Grass!

Not only that, there was no movement even from the royal city.

"How to defend?!" The white-faced king's eyes turned red. As a logistics warehouse, at the beginning of the war, all the elite troops in his city were transferred to the battlefield, leaving only some guards with weak combat effectiveness who were responsible for logistics supplies.

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Now, with the strength of his own city and the thousands of remnant soldiers who fled to his ice city, how can he defend the army sent by the Human Alliance?

"Retreat!" The white-faced king could only make this decision.

But the problem is that it is difficult for him to retreat now, because almost all the logistics supplies of the coalition forces are still piled up in Ice City.

If this batch of supplies is lost...

You don't need to guess to know that other alien races will definitely settle their accounts later.

How could he, a small ice and snow tribe, withstand the anger of all the alien tribes?

The White-faced King actually thought about burning all the supplies.

However, there are still thousands of wounded soldiers in the city, plus there are countless aliens, how can he set fire to the city?

And, the most important thing is, even if he burns all the supplies...

What the hell, other races will still look for him!

"Retreat, take supplies with you, and retreat as quickly as possible!" The White-faced King immediately made arrangements, and decided to stay in person to delay time.

He only has this choice.

Fight to the death!

At the cost of their lives, they escorted the supplies safely out of the back door.

Otherwise, he would not be the only one to die...
Chapter completed!