Rama Khan's mood today is very torn.

Originally, since last night, Rama was very annoyed that the night attack failed, especially since the night, there are always some inexplicable iron guys flying around in the sky, as annoying as flies, but it seems that they have no ability to attack, they just keep hovering overhead.

But this one is even more annoying, as if humans have been specially sent to laugh at their own incompetence.

This must be some kind of alchemy made by goblins, and when I take this damn Bal Province, I must kill those dwarves!" Rama Khan thought viciously.

I don't know if the goblins made such a thing specifically to disgust people, flying so high that all the bow and arrow crossbow carts can't hit it, but it's just buzzing in the sky and annoying.

Until a magic mecha came down for some unknown reason! Rama Khan gave an order, and the animal tamer blew the flute that controlled Beamon, and the giant beast took a leap, and a big slap swatted the annoying fly.

It was very refreshing to see Rama Khan, although he didn't know why the mecha came down, anyway, with his brain capacity was insufficient, he couldn't think of it, so he simply didn't think about it.

But being able to take advantage of such a small advantage is enough to make him happy for a while, and he can even forget about last night's defeat for a while.

Of course, it would be better if I could take a picture of the weird-looking red fly later, but unfortunately I don't know if it's an illusion, I always feel that this red fly seems to fly faster than others, about three times as fast?

But finally the fly knew that it was powerful, and was scared away, and finally failed to disturb Yaxing, who was drinking from Ben Khan, hmph, you have eyes!

Rama was happily setting up a banquet in the middle of the camp with his subordinates for the little victory he had just achieved, and drank it.

By the way, each soldier also rewarded some wine, so that those who should be killed also have a good time, after all, in the afternoon they have to let them fight for themselves, last night's battle, morale was greatly lost, just take this opportunity to boost morale.

Seeing the expressions of the soldiers descending from the sky, Rama couldn't help but think: "I am really a great genius military strategist, my father Khan, that old immortal thing, should have given me the sweat seat a long time ago, and he actually wanted to pass the sweat seat to Amun's sissy, it's ridiculous, he is not even a man!"

However, before Rama Khan could be happy, suddenly, a very familiar-sounding nightmarish scream came, and before he could react to what was going on, he was kicked away by the Raven Elder, and the Elder flew out upside down.

"You dare to beat me, do you want to die?!" Rama Khan was furious, "Give me ...... him"

Before he could finish speaking, 30 rounds of 105-caliber high-explosive shells from the Krupp cannon fell one after another, and bewitching sparks burst out on the ground in an instant, and the camp that was still at the banquet was immediately thrown into a mess by the blazing fire and scattered shock waves.

"You ......" Rama Khan rolled on the ground and stood up, stretched out his finger and pointed at the crow elder, gritting his teeth, and just as he said a word, he couldn't say any more, only a crater was left where he had just sat down, and white smoke was emitting from it.

The wine table, chairs, and food just now were completely gone, like a dream, and it was still ...... when I woke up.

"No thanks. Elder Raven said lightly, he had seen through this eldest son of Boss Khan last night.

The so-called greater hope, the greater the disappointment, he now does not dare to hope to be able to take the Windy City in the hands of that strange Count Rose, he only hopes to be able to bring back as many elite soldiers of the Red Moon Tribe as possible.

Competition on the grassland has always been cruel, and once it is weakened enough in the war against humans, it doesn't even need humans to counterattack into the grassland, and the other tribes alone can tear the Red Moon tribe to pieces and swallow it.

However, Rama Khan was even more unbearable than Elder Raven had imagined, and he froze in place as if he had been beaten stupidly, and he could not say a word for a long time.

Elder Raven shook his head helplessly and sighed, Honorable Great Khan, open your eyes and look at your children, among your sons, only the youngest son who is disgusted by you can really lead the Red Moon Tribe forward!

"Khan, you should organize your soldiers now, and back a little longer, I guess, no matter how powerful this strange magic of humans is, the range is always limited, and we don't need to continue to be consumed by them here. ”

The crow chief honestly couldn't look at it, and a loud slap was drawn, and he reminded him.

"Yes, that's right. Rama Khan was slapped so hard that he finally woke up from a dream, forgetting to even think about the beating, and cried out like a fool, "Run! The devil's scream is coming again!"

"Shut up, you idiot," Elder Raven couldn't bear it anymore, and popped a cloud of sludge from his fingertips, blocking Rama Khan's mouth, saving this straw bag and saying something that hurt morale: "I'm taking over the command temporarily, everyone listens to me, now quickly pack up your things, and retreat five miles back to camp!"

Hearing this, no one in the whole army objected, and they all got up and dragged the wounded and packed up their things.

However, at this moment, the second wave of shells hit!

It's too late!

"Lie down!" the Raven Elder roared, and when all the orcs heard this, they immediately fell to the ground and did not dare to move.

The cannon roared over, and the elder stood up and counted slightly, the casualties were smaller than just now, this trick worked!

"Get up, let's get back! Stand back and they'll not be able to hit us, move fast!" cried the Raven Elder in a hoarse voice.

Seeing that the elder's method was useful, everyone was even more convinced, and began to act, but the accident was abrupt!

"Elder, there's a Beamon hair running out of the way!," asked the beast tamer in charge of the Beamon Behemoth.

"Send someone to find it! The others continue to move, retreat first!"

......

In the sky, not far away, Derek's red mecha vent spewed out a slight cyan point of light, and with the help of the reaction force of the jet, it floated in the sky to observe the situation of the orc barracks.

"Amon, there has always been an old man in front of your eldest brother, do you recognize it?I slapped your straw bale brother just now, I feel pain when I look at it~" Derek gloated over the radio.

"The old man who dares to beat my eldest brother? That should be Elder Crow, do you see if he has a staff in the shape of a fishhook?" Amon asked on the other end of the radio, slightly surprised.

Under normal circumstances, Amon has only two voices, one is the timid tone of an ordinary girl in disguise, and the other is the seductive tone of the person himself with a strong sense of seduction, this surprised tone, Derek has heard it for the first time.

"Really, what's the matter with this old man?" Derek wondered.