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As Prince Lionheart figured out, when the army of 3,000 Bimon warriors marched to a distance of ten miles from him, Mulan's army did not have any intention of retreating at all------ and the brave warriors did not have the tradition of retreating in the face of weak enemy forces, and the Bimon soldiers did not.

This frontal battlefield is the Hengduan Mountain Range, which almost cuts the entire Taklamargo Desert in half.

The Hengduan Mountains were originally stretched by the coastline on the east and west sides of the desert, if it weren't for the easterly latitude position because of serious weathering, collapsed out of a huge gully, the desert civilization and the Aegean civilization would almost never have a chance to collide------ the mountains as high as 100 feet have been standing for hundreds of millions of years, it must be a threshold deliberately set by the God of Creation.

Time is a sharp weapon that divides everything, and this threshold-like Hengduan Mountain Range has finally been eroded by time and wind and sand to create a small gap, like a show girl moving open a thin window crack, staring at the scenery outside.

Two equally well-groomed troops confronted each other from afar, and the wind that passed through the hall in this quietly opened container, a mountain ravine as high as 100 feet, fluttered the battle flags of both sides.

The ground is densely packed with soldiers, and the air force is cruising in the sky, and there is peace between heaven and earth.

The northern end of the gully.

"Yabushan~Yabushan~" The vulture leader Hashmian fell sharply from the sky, and he didn't even have time to retract his wings, and strode in front of Talebru, the leader of the Mulan Forward Corps: "In addition to the three thousand people on the opposite side, the main force of the Western Barbarian Army is coming here from dozens of miles away!" About 20,000 people!"

The vultures' eyesight is quite outstanding, they can overlook everything within a hundred miles from a high altitude, and the report of the vulture leader Hashmian made the Mulan general Taleburu frown slightly.

"Did you inform the dwarves of Katybi?" Although Taleburu is a rough desert man, he also knows who is the most crucial chess piece in the handsome layout.

"It's been noticed! The Desert Dwarves are now ready! Just waiting for us to perform!" The vulture leader Hashmian grinned.

Commander Talebru tilted his face to the side, his fingers twining his chin, his thick beard seemingly shining with wisdom.

The vulture leader looked at the temporary commander in front of him, since he was the person designated by the beautiful marshal, the arrogant vulture could only accept his fate, although Hashmian did not think that the other party was much better than himself.

What was the commander thinking? Or is it secretly making up your mind? The vulture leader was a little impatient.

"How long will it take for the main force of the Western Barbarians to arrive?" The temporary commander picked up the bronze lookout on his chest and asked the vulture while carefully observing the enemy formation.

"Talebru Yabushan ~ The enemy's mobility is not good, this distance can allow them to run for half a day! We have to face only the three thousand Western barbarians in front of us! Defeat them all, just with the speed of the children riding on camels, these main forces of the Western Barbarians who arrived later can only follow behind and eat ashes!" The vulture leader, Hashmian, licked his hooked nose and said expectantly.

"Hashmian! Don't forget that there are wolf cavalry on the other side!" Taleburu put down the bronze lookout and glared fiercely at the vulture leader, and the blood pupils unique to the Mulan people jumped with a light named Cold: "It's definitely going to be beaten!" The task assigned to me by Mei Shuai is to lure the enemy deeper, how can I lure the enemy if I don't fight? Besides, there are more of us than the Western Barbarians, and if we run away now, won't the other party see the flaws? ”

"So what are you waiting for?" The vulture leader Hashmian narrowed his eyes, and a disdainful snort came out of his hooked nose: "Let's 'Magic Vulture Knight' go out now!" The garbage air force of these Western barbarians, except for a few flying tigers, is still quite stunning, and the rest is vulnerable! Let me first shoot out their aerial scouts and stab them in the eye!"

"Don't worry! Hashmi Anyabushen~" Taleburu patted the copper lookpiece hanging on his chest and shook his head slightly: "I'm really strange, after all, I have an army of nearly five thousand people on hand, and most of them are cavalry!" The Western Barbarians would not be unaware, but why did they only send 3,000 infantry as the vanguard to meet the battle? Did they really think that the Beamon infantry would be able to withstand the onslaught of cavalry? ”

"No matter how sharp the horns of a yellow sheep are, they will never be able to fight the wolves; No matter how much ants can run, they will never be able to climb the footprints of camels! My Talebru, your self-confidence seems to have been blown away by the wind. The vulture leader Hashmian narrowed his eyes and looked at the commander in front of him.

"So, Mei Shuai made me the commander-in-chief, not you, my hashhmian." Taleburu affectionately stroked the gold-inlaid scimitar at his waist, twisted and smiled faintly at the vulture leader: "When commanding, you must not stop thinking------ this is a famous saying of beautiful handsome; So...... Just let these Western barbarians vent... The wrath you are about to express in me! But we'll have to slow down a little bit and wait until the sun slants a little more... I'm going to let the Western Barbarians taste the handsome cavalry reflective tactics......"

The southern end of the gully.

"Hehe... The enemy has finally begun to advance! Order, the whole army marches!" Prince Rhine calmly beside the Trumpeter of the Richkeyin turkey gave orders.

Under the command of the horn, the three elite wings of the "Whip of the God of War" formed a huge phalanx and began to rush forward, and the war drummers equipped with each wing waved their thick arms and picked up the huge bone mallet in their hands.

"Tong~Tong~Tong~"

The wind and clouds are changing color, the earth is trembling, and the air is beginning to become suffocating.

The neat and heavy sound of war drums of "Boom ~ Boom ~ Boom" perfectly fits every step of all the Beamon warriors, and the neat footsteps of the three thousand Beamon warriors seem to have turned into a giant mallet beating the war drums at this moment, and the drum surface is the vast earth.

Col, echo, flag.

In the midst of the yellow dust flying in the sky, after the drummers struck their faces ten times, they used the bone mallets in their hands to knock out a series of crisp "clicks" on the drum gang, driving all the Beamon soldiers to roar out a bloody war roar: "Hi ~ Hi ~ Hi ~"

"Woo~" sounded one horn after another at appropriate intervals, setting off the neat roar of the three thousand Bimon warriors even more majestic and majestic.

"Beautiful!" Liu Zhenzhen couldn't help but cheer loudly.

What neat steps! What a well-proportioned drum beat! What a strong shout! Such an army is an invincible army!

The powerful power shown by the Beamon phalanx, as well as the extremely shocking scene created, made Liu Zhenzhen already full of jubilant blood at this moment, looking forward to cutting people, and even being cut by people!

This ** is so bloodthirsty!

There is no need for any war mobilization, even the most cowardly Beamon warriors, as long as they join such a phalanx, they will immediately become brave and fearless iron-blooded soldiers!

"This is the best fighter in Beamon! He is also the best warrior in the whole Aegean!" Prince Lionheart pointed with one hand, and smiled at Liu Zhenzhen and all the priests with great pride, and his tone was full of pride that could not be concealed.

Yes, any commander would be proud to have such an army!

These 3,000 Bimon warriors are all from the "Whip of the God of War" Praetorian Guard Legion, they are composed of the most elite Bimon professional soldiers, the leader of the "Bloody Hoof" Boer Heavy Wing, is composed of carefully selected Boer strong men among the Minotaurs, each of the junior officers is a rhinoceros Hercules with amazing power, and their weapons are 180-pound totem poles. The wood used to make the totem poles is planted in the hollows of the mountains where there is no wind, and the totem poles made of this wood are straight, thick, and hard, and the outer end is riveted with an iron hoop, which is the most favorite weapon of the Minotaurs.

The mixed wing in the middle column is composed of Rhine warriors armed with two-handed greatswords and Tygo warriors armed with axes and guns, the Rhine lion and Tygo tigers are both infertile races, so this mixed wing is never full, only 852 people, of which the number of Tygo warriors is slightly higher, reaching 517. Every lion man and tiger man is a hereditary Beamon military household, this team composed of pure nobles is the soul of the entire "Whip of the God of War" legion, representing the most high-end combat power of Beamon, after transferring one hundred and forty-eight tiger warriors from the Tygo private army, this team is finally in a full state today.

The two wings of the entire phalanx are composed of the "Biga Wind" centaur marksman wing, this glorious wing once shined in the Battle of Nanxing, and the ten squadron leaders are all embroidered with gold wire harp on their chests. The Wing-Captain's vice-captain, the Ronaldo brothers, were even more famous marksmen than Monten, both of them were immensely strong twin hippopotamus men, walking at the forefront of their respective teams, and ten servants followed in their footsteps, dripping them with a bag of water every ten minutes.

The hippopotamus people are the most sparsely populated branch of the House tribe, and too long ashore time will cause skin wrinkles, which is the elbow for them to become excellent warriors, but as a branch of the arrow race, the descendants of the House who flow with the blood of the centaur totem Iolis, as long as they have received the training of excellent mentors since childhood, the hippopotamus people are the most outstanding House shooters!

The Ronaldo brothers are natural marksmen, they have gorgeous athletic dance steps, accurate archery skills, and the strong bows they use are made of giant rhino horns and cluster tendons, with a range of up to 1,000 yards, they are the most famous strong archers in the Kingdom of Beamon------ the best strong archer should be Nedved wearing the "Belt of Behemoth Power", and now this blonde sweat house is accompanying the boss.

The well-known priests and generals who participated in this actual combat visit, for the sake of secrecy, although they did not bring followers and guards, but they all brought their marksmen with them without exception, and today they are all famous archers who gather most of the Bimon Kingdom.

It's really picturesque, how many heroes at one time.

At the request of His Royal Highness the Prince, the proud Beamon generals were dressed in ordinary armor, and the priests even put on paper armor to pretend to be small soldiers, and ten golden Templars with giant swords surrounded them.

Two hundred takin air cavalry collected their mounts in the spatial ring, posing as temporary guards.

In the sky above the Beamon phalanx, there were sixteen horned eagle beast cavalry and six Biao Banner gunners, which were already the last air cavalry force behind His Highness Karn, including the two Biao warriors donated by Helen for free, compared to the other party, this air force was undoubtedly sparse and bleak.

Even if it is a dull Beamon, presumably no one will say that the Mulan army in front of him is a robber at this moment!

This army was as neatly arranged as Beamon's phalanx, just as powerful and oppressive, and the phalanx of three thousand camel cavalry rushed forward unhurriedly, and the formation could be as meticulous as the king's honor guard. The cavalry steady, with a trace of indelible pride, was not at all deterred by the mighty and majestic Beamon warriors opposite, and the war camels under their crotches, all jade white, without a trace of miscellaneous hair, were spread on the yellow sand, like snow in winter.

On the left and right flanks of the camel cavalry were a thousand sacral archers on camels, their bloomers trembling like the earth, a performance that was not worthy of such an elite cavalry formation; The five hundred flying camel cavalry in the rear column neatly drew their snowy scimitars and slashed left and right at the sound of the commander's horn.

Five hundred scimitars, forming a unanimous roar, together with the air flow of the flying camel's wings, reflected the cold air of the entire battlefield, and under their call, all the camel cavalry also collectively drew their swords in their hands and slashed in the air.

The high-quality Uzi Treasure Knife filled the air with a humming sound that only silver coins could make, and the sound was like a cry and a devil's smile that emerged from the Heavenly Spirit Cover.

The neat unsheathed blades of the three thousand cavalry and the sharp blades slashed through the air seemed to have regained the confidence of these sacral shooters, and the bloomers were still trembling, but they were noticeably more stable.

There are still 3,000 meters to go......

"Ladies and gentlemen, if it is not necessary, please refuse additional help as a real spectator, our warrior of the 'Whip of the God of War'." Prince Lionheart stepped onto his huge Greenland snow lion and saluted all the priests and officers with the most pride and confidence: "I'm sorry to say that, but it's an honor to be a warrior." ”

From the commander's point of view, His Royal Highness Prince Lionheart's decision is undoubtedly stupid.

Concentrating on one's own magical advantages is the choice that every wise commander does not hesitate to make, but the strong self-confidence that His Royal Highness the Prince exudes today belongs to the iron-blooded tough man makes all the priests feel sincere admiration and respect.

"This kind of stupidity is probably only visible to our Beamon army." Liu Zhenzhen admired it and thought to himself, it was very contradictory.