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Ron collected the wreckage of the tank leader; the reinforcements who came were either dead or unconscious.

With those two wild dragons, no one can stop Ron.

Besides, this area was originally Ron's war zone.

So what if he doesn't take any of the spoils? At most, he'll just have a less than savory way of eating.

But the forces that come to support us also have their benefits.

Hai Wuliang is dead. This is the biggest benefit, and it's exactly what they need.

As for those few seriously injured third-tier fighters, the forces behind them will not mistreat them.

The only person Ron needed to share the spoils with was Victoria.

However, that will have to wait until the remaining tank warriors below are dealt with.

Without the tank leader's restraint, those tank soldiers who were already seriously injured by Hai Wuliang's self-destruction...

Facing Ron, a professional jungler, they were all wiped out in less than an hour.

Of the more than a thousand tank warriors in the entire Tank Clan, apart from the few dozen who escaped, the rest lay in Ron's small garden.

These people were all tall, first-order beings; it's unknown how many blessings they would receive after their sacrifice.

Ron thought for a moment, then reluctantly set aside one-third of his spoils to give to Victoria.

Without her Mirror of Breath, these people would have run away long ago.

Therefore, the other party deserves to receive so much.

After dividing up the profits...

The coalition command was also very satisfied with the results of the battle.

He was generous with his praise for Ron.

I ignored his act of eating alone.

For them, the death of Hai Wuliang would shake the Energy City.

Who is Hai Wuliang? He is the commander of the Autobots in Energy City and the number one expert of the Autobots.

With his death, the Autobots were left leaderless.

No matter how well the remaining Autobot generals unite, they can never return to a state where they have a leader.

Moreover, there are pioneers among the waves.

Those Autobots couldn't unite either.

This was the best opportunity for the human alliance, and the rear command did not hesitate to order a full-scale attack.

They also sent legions to flank and attack the settlements of smaller races.

When the news reached Energy City, no one with prestige and influence stepped forward to suppress it.

People of all races would be clamoring to go back and defend their homeland.

At that time, the energy city will collapse without a fight.

When news of Hai Wuliang's self-destruction reached the front lines of Energy City, it was already late at night.

When the news spread, the entire Autobot camp fell silent for a moment.

Hai Wuliang is dead.

The Autobot commander, who was as steady as a mountain and in charge of the entire operation, personally went to bring the Wave Vanguard back, but lost his life outside.

For a moment, many people looked at Lang Xianfeng with strange eyes.

Lang Xianfeng sat on the platform of the Energy City's tower, holding the Moon God Temple token given to him by Hai Wuliang horizontally in his hand.

He had heard the gossip from others, but he was too ashamed to refute it.

If he hadn't been so arrogant and stayed outside the city, he wouldn't have ruined the entire tank family.

His own master wouldn't have to die.

This time he truly woke up, but it was too late.

The price he paid was too high, and his reputation and prestige among the Autobots have been completely destroyed.

Not to mention commanding others, even the legions of the Temple of the Moon now dislike him.

The fiery wheel quietly made its way up to the tower platform.

"Wave Vanguard." Wind and Fire Wheel stopped, trying to keep his voice calm.

"The humans are preparing to intensify their offensive. Thunderbolt and the others sent me to inform you to prepare. Energy City still needs you."

Lang Xianfeng simply nodded without saying a word.

He sat there, like a hollowed-out sculpture, and only spoke after a long time:

"My master taught me for over a hundred years, but in the end, I was the one who killed him."

He also entrusted the Temple of the Moon to me. Can I live up to this responsibility?

Wind and Fire Wheels remained silent for a moment: "Lord Boundless Sea chose you, not so that you could sit here."

He took a step forward. "If you sit here and don't move, Energy City and the Temple of the Moon will really be finished."

Lang Xianfeng lowered his head, his fingers gripping the edge of the token so tightly it made a cracking sound.

After a long while, he stood up, turned around, and walked towards the front line.

"All forces advance!" a voice commanded from the human coalition headquarters.

"Don't give them a chance to breathe."

That afternoon, bugles sounded simultaneously from the allied camp, airships rose from above the camp, the muzzles of magic crystal cannons rose in unison, and nearly a million troops began to advance.

The battle line, like a gray wave, swept across the wasteland and ruins, pressing towards the energy city.

Ron received the message in the evening.

The command center sent a message asking him if he was willing to continue participating in the attack on Energy City, or if he had other plans.

Ron finished reading the communications in his tent, and Margaret sat beside him, tilting her head to look at him:

"To fight or not to fight?"

Ron did not answer immediately.

There's basically no profit to be made in these kinds of direct battles; the spoils are distributed based on the number of troops deployed and after the battle.

It's like you get paid the same amount of money as the number of people you send.

On Ron's side, the tank battle has just ended, so he can rest according to the rules and doesn't need to worry about it.

But after thinking it over, Ron decided to participate anyway.

Humanity is almost certain to win this battle.

It's good to gain some experience.

After the main forces of the Autobots and Beastmen were defeated, the subsequent battles became much easier.

But would the major powers be so kind as to take on the tough challenges themselves and leave the easy ones for you?

Perhaps at that time, we won't need these duchy kingdoms anymore, and we can send them all away.

So it's good to show your face now.

Even if the major powers act rudely and insist on taking everything for themselves.

He can earn this salary in his hands first.

Margaret never objected to Ron's decision, but simply added:

"What about Victoria?"

Ron paused for a moment: "She's badly injured and needs to go back to rest. The Mirror of Wind will probably be given to someone else to use."

He paused for a moment, then said, "For the next period of time, we'll have to rely on ourselves."

With a command from headquarters, the great battle began.

Both sides launched ranged attacks, with magic crystal cannons and magic towers raining down on the Energy City as if they were free.

The Autobots are also well-equipped with firepower; each soldier carries a machine gun.

Thus, both sides unleashed their firepower for a full day.

The ground troops had just begun to advance when Ron's legion was among them.

The attacking side usually suffers two to three times the losses of the defending side, unless a stronger force gains the upper hand.

Ron is in charge of this.

The Tier 3 Autobots were all entangled throughout the battlefield.

Ron and his Tier 3 units were responsible for attacking the city and bullying the weak, which was very effective.

If the enemy wants to defend the city walls, they'll have to sacrifice lives.

If a third-tier player tries to defend, they have no chance of escaping.

If this continues, more than half of the soldiers in Energy City will be killed or wounded in another month.

But that's not how it's calculated; the other party only needs to account for the losses suffered by too many people.

The disadvantage will only grow larger, and in the end, it may not even last half a month.

But they had no good solutions and could only watch as the battlefield situation worsened.

Finally, news arrived that cities of various races in the rear had been attacked.

This further triggered the collapse of the Energy City battlefield.

These Autobot warriors had lost all will to resist and all wanted to get back as soon as possible.

Even though they knew that doing so would lead to the loss of the Energy City, they couldn't resist the temptation when their own territory was attacked.

After failing to stop a bus leader, Lang Xianfeng was filled with despair.

Even if we go back to the Energy City after losing it, what difference will it make? It's just a matter of dying sooner or later.

How come they don't realize it?

Unfortunately, his words have lost all credibility.

If Hai Wuliang were here, he might be able to turn the tide.

But nowadays, car enthusiasts can no longer find anyone who can convince all races.

Those generals were also a bit lacking.

When the human alliance saw that some races were beginning to withdraw from the Energy City, they did not stop them at all.

They even left an open space behind them to facilitate their retreat.

With this move, the number of troops guarding the Energy City is decreasing every day.

They plan to close the opening again when the volume is reduced to less than half.

Let's trap them like turtles in a jar!