As the minutes passed, the closer we got to the outpost, the more intense the atmosphere of the war became, and the more depressed and slaughtered all the villages and towns became.

About a day and a half later, ahead, the waves were howling, and under the dark clouds hanging low in the sky, a rough and hideous sentry with a clear military town style gradually came into view. This sentry was very different from other places, and every ten zhang or so on the city wall, there was a crossbow and arrow platform with a heavy crossbow and a lookout in between, something that only the elite tribal army would use.

"This is the Reigning Sentry?"

Monsoon said secretly in his heart.

The most famous places in the entire Kasanlang Jungle are the Zhuhe Temple, the Lion Harbor, and the Domination Sentry Post, and they are also the three places that belonged to the Panda People, the Alliance, and the Tribes in the past. Although Monsoon had known the name of the Commander's Outpost, he had never been here, and this was the first time he had been here.

"Drive!"

Monsoon suddenly grabbed the horse's belly and galloped forward from the middle of the group. Behind him, Ji Feng, Liluo and the others glanced at each other and hurriedly followed.

The architecture of the Dominating Sentry is far less elaborate than that of the Panda People, and there is a rough smell of the Panda People everywhere.

Monsoon led the crowd on horseback, and finally got a full view of the whole picture of leaving the sentry. This huge sentry is very crudely built, and the whole is made of huge red bricks and stones, and the exterior is painted with layers of thick red paint to form this huge and hideous sentry post.

After several years of standing in Kasanlang, coupled with the constant battles with the Alliance, the surface of this outpost has long been covered with swords and traces of war, and in many places there are traces of smoke and fire, and in some places you can even see signs of trebuchets throwing. And frequent wars have dyed this post a black and red color.

"Domination Sentry!"

Monsoon looked up and saw four mottled words on the city gate. Seeing these four big characters, Ji Feng's heart shook slightly.

Finally, they arrived before the elven and panda armies of Azhara took over the outpost.

The Celestial Divine Army slowly advanced, mighty, all the way into the Dominating Outpost. This previously well-defended military stronghold, with the attack of Queen Aishara, is now completely undefensible, and now Queen Aishara and the army of the panda people are fighting on the border of Beaulong's Back, and the battle has not yet reached the sentry.

But it won't be long before the flames of war will spread here.

Now, the perimeter is empty, but now it is dusk, and the black smoke in the sentry is enough to prove that metal is constantly being smelted inside, maybe arrows, maybe knives and guns, although there is no one, but the air seems to be full of tense smell, and the atmosphere of war here is also much stronger than anywhere else.

"Dada!"

Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves came from a distance, and then an army of panda people appeared in front of Monsoon Wind and his group.

"It's here, it's Long, it's Long Su Xin."

Seeing the person coming, Monsoon suddenly looked at him, among the disciples that Monsoon accepted, the most important one in the past was Yao Shi Shadow Wind, followed by Long Su Xin, in fact, Ji Feng has always wanted to hand over the empire to Ji Feng, Yao Shi and Long Su Xin.

"Grand Master!"

Although Monsoon was wearing a burqa, the aura on his body was completely different from that of other panda people, and at this moment, feeling the breath of monsoon, Long Su was overjoyed, and immediately shouted.

At this moment, he also hurried up and hurriedly greeted him.

Since the Battle of the Ancients, it has been nearly a year, and for the past year, Long Su Xin has been thinking that if the monsoon returns, Pandalia will be able to regain peace, and now that the monsoon has finally returned with the Celestial God Army, at this moment, Long Su Xin is no longer worried, and it is difficult to attach happiness.

"Great Grandmaster, I finally waited for you to come back safe and sound!"

Long Su Xin hurriedly greeted him, bent down in front of Monsoon, and bowed respectfully. As soon as he blurted out these words, Long Su Xin couldn't help but reddened his eyes. The situation in the Beaulieu Spine area of the Dreaded Wasteland and the Jungle Frontier of Kasanlang had reached its most critical point, and he had not heard from it for more than a day, so it could be said that his pressure was also quite high now, and he had been worried that maybe Azhara's army would be coming soon.

"Hurry up!"

Monsoon waved his hand, turned over, and helped Long Suxin up.

Although Long Su Xin is now the generalissimo of the Monsoon's Heavenly God Empire, and he is also the grandmaster of martial arts second only to Monsoon, in the eyes of Monsoon, Long Su Xin will always be his disciple and half of his family, so he does not feel that he is superior.

"Long, what is the situation in the southwest dragon spine now? And what about the whole Kasanlang jungle? And I just arrived at the Command Outpost, is there no army in the Outpost? Why didn't there be a single defender outside the sentry? ”

The monsoon gets straight to the point.

Although Long is very young, his talent is definitely the top level of the Panda Man Empire, even Yao Shi Shadow Wind can't compare, it stands to reason that Long Su Xin should not give up guarding the outer area of the Command Sentry Post, you know, the matter of the elf scout, Long Su Xin can't be unaware. If the elven scouts are allowed to open the way to attack the sentry from the south, I am afraid that the sentry will not be able to resist even a day.

"The Great Grandmaster's Beaulieu Dragon's Spine hasn't been captured by Queen Aishara yet, but we won't be able to hold out for a few days."

"As for the whole Kasanlang jungle, now the Kasanlang jungle is now suffering from internal and external troubles, and there are many hidden worries. The elven clan of Aishara not only colluded with the mantis demon, but also sent a large number of spies to buy the bison people in the Kasanlang jungle, and many golden fish people and monkeys took advantage of the fire to rob, and our troops were seriously insufficient, so I dragged most of the villagers to the Valley of the Four Winds......"

"In the end, there is the sentry, as far as the Great Grandmaster sees it now, or as a result of my best efforts to maintain it, we have no one to use at all! You know, our total strength is less than 10,000. ”

Long Su Xin said with a haggard expression.

The entire Kasanlang jungle has become what it is now, and Long Su Xin is indeed not doing well enough, but only he understands how difficult his current situation is. When the large and small bison people, monkeys, and Jinyu people in the Kasanlang jungle took advantage of the chaos, he was really unable to support himself alone, and he could only do this by changing the monsoon.

"Hiss......"

Monsoon gasped unconsciously.

"I see!"

He couldn't help but be moved. I know that there are not many soldiers and horses in the Kasanlang jungle, but Monsoon really didn't expect that there are only 10,000 people, with such a small number of people, it is almost impossible to maintain the safety of the Kasanlang jungle, and now to quell the war, Monsoon also needs at least 50,000 troops, and the army of Aishara will not be less, only more than that.