Unbeknownst to the Terrans in the Shawa Valley, two huge armies were engaged in battle on the plains, thousands of miles away.

It should be a good season for the grass to grow and the warbler to fly, and the warbler to sing and dance. The grassland was drowned in corpses and blood.

Before the delicate green grass could grow, it was trampled by the combat boots of countless soldiers. Trees, which were already scarce, are now being burned by the war.

An antelope was grazing leisurely when suddenly, the earth shook. The antelope looked around blankly, at a loss.

In the distance, a group of dwarves in iron armor rushed with broad-plate axes, and the antelope fled in fright. The vicious dwarves weren't good people at first glance.

The antelope hadn't gone far before it stopped, and in front of him was an army of goblins. A large area of green, Wang Baoqiang is not so green, and there are no less than 10,000 people who float past at this glance.

"Kill!"

The army of green-skinned goblins also began to charge.

The antelope screamed in fear, and he had nowhere to run. Two torrents of steel slammed into each other, devouring everything, including the poor antelope.

The barbarian creatures are in the main array, and in the big tent, the patriarchs are arguing.

"Damn little dwarf, haven't you already seized the territory of the human race, why are you still not satisfied, and want to invade our county of Narior."

An ogre grumbled as he watched the battlefield in frustration. Not long ago, his main army had a hard fight with the Dwarven elite, and although he repelled the Dwarven attack, his army also suffered heavy losses.

"It's all to blame on the damn humans! If they weren't able to hold their land, how could they have caused the dwarves to invade us. Grandma's, if it weren't for the extinction of the human race, I would love to kill 10,000 humans to relieve my anger. ”

A goblin grumbled as he hammered the table. Now in the center of the battlefield is his army of goblins. Goblins are not a powerful race, and they can resist the armies of the dwarves, and they are completely built up by people.

The war between dwarves and savage creatures.

For all the creatures of Narri, this is really a catastrophe, the Terrans have fallen, and the territory has been lost. The dwarves did not compete with the elves and orcs for territory, but instead sent troops to the relatively backward weapons and equipment of Narrieu. What do you mean, do you think they are easy to bully?

A man with the head of a snake stood with his hands in his hands, his body as straight as a javelin, his eyes locked on the battlefield, even though the vanguard of the dwarves was less than three kilometers away from him.

Everyone looked at the monster looking at him, it was this time, and he didn't retreat to the headquarters, this is really not afraid of the dwarves knocking on the door, right?

"Where is the Black Armor?"

The serpent-headed man finally spoke.

"The end will be."

"Attack from the flank, cut off the retreat of the dwarven vanguard army for me, and isolate them for me completely."

"Order."

The human snake-headed man's gaze seemed to travel several kilometers and landed in the center of the battlefield.

One is vigorous, then it declines, three and it is exhausted, and the other is exhausted and I am profitable. The vanguard of the dwarves is exhausted, and if they don't attack now, when will they strike.

Things turned out as he thought, and the situation on the battlefield took a sharp turn after joining the Serpent Life Force. The Dwarven vanguard army was rapidly defeated, and now it was a question of whether they could even evacuate safely.

The man with the head of the snake smiled, his eyes were deep, everything was in his plan.

It's a pity, as the so-called moon is cloudy and sunny, people have good and bad luck. Two war reports disrupted all his plans.

"Report!"

A centaur messenger appears outside the Great Tent.

"Report to the patriarchs, report from the rear, a Terran squad has appeared in goblin territory and defeated a tribe. The Terrans have a strong man in charge, and the rear has no strength to resist, so they ask for support from the front. ”

Everyone was stunned when they heard this. Although everyone came out with the main force, it wasn't that even a small team of Terrans couldn't handle it, which tribe didn't have a backhand, and it couldn't handle a human team?

"Report!"

While everyone was making noise, a tall figure hurriedly appeared outside the tent.

"Evelyn, why are you here?"

All the patriarchs knew the ogre's deputy patriarch, what was he doing here?

"Patriarchs and patriarchs, I have bad news for you. Terrans appear in the Valley of Shova. The goblin clan has been completely defeated, and the bear goblin clan has been wiped out. Now the Terrans are marching towards the ogre camp with a large army, and it is up to the patriarch and the patriarchs to decide. ”

In a word, the whole hall is quiet, as quiet as a cicada, this is to draw wages from the bottom of the kettle.

Goblins are, after all, weak creatures, and they need to be numerous to have a voice. But the bear goblins are not weak, they are far more powerful than humans, how can they still be attacked by humans?

What do you mean by this, haven't you already plundered a goblin camp? How did you plunder another bear goblin camp. Forget it, what's even more terrifying is that humans are going to attack the ogre camp!

There was no other branch of the ogre, only a camp, and now the young people were on the battlefield, and only the old and the sick were at home. There is no resistance at all. If this is really captured, the ogres will be in danger.

"This group of damn humans, Lao Tzu wiped their asses on the front line, he fucking good, served Lao Tzu's camp."

The Goblin Patriarch was furious, but after all, the Goblin had eight camps, so they wouldn't be ruined.

"Do you want to go back or not, I have to go back, our family is still there, I can't put my family in danger." The ogre lord was not very smart, and his brain panicked at once. He only had one camp, and that was where he was based.

"But now that the war is in full swing, at this time the army retreats, the war may be lost, not to mention, if the dwarves take advantage of the victory to pursue, we will really be finished."

All the patriarchs are persuading the ogres to focus on the big picture, and to focus on the big picture.

The big picture, your uncle, the big picture.

The whole big tent was noisy, and the man with the head of the snake looked helpless. It's easy to kill the enemy and it's hard to quarrel, so don't quarrel if you can do it. He knew how to repel the dwarven army, but he didn't know how to keep the patriarchs from quarrelling. Everyone is a patriarch, who is used to whom.

The sun was setting, and the war was over for the time being. The soldiers returned to the camp to rest, not knowing if they would survive tomorrow.

The fire was lit and cooked, and the whole battlefield returned to the long-lost calm. The whole world is peaceful, only the big tent is still noisy.

A general, whose lower body was a horse and the upper half of his body was human, handed his helmet to the lieutenant and led his people to the tent.

Ironhoof Campbell, the patriarch of the Centaur tribe, is the most notorious marauder and war maniac in Nellho.

The centaurs ruled by Ironhoof Campbell are highly fearless and ruthless in battle. They never left prisoners behind, and they rarely retreated. Their battles are more like venting their wildness than the pursuit of organization and efficiency. They don't even care about their own people, they go to war for the sole purpose of killing.

"You bunch of trash, noisy here, noisy and noisy, there is a use for fart."

Everyone was speechless, and Ironhoof Campbell, a fool, was too lazy to deal with him.

Ironhoof Campbell didn't count it himself, and continued to talk about it.

"Isn't it just a human squad, and it's been arguing for so long? I, Iron Hoof Campbell, led my people to attack all night, one day to go, one day to kill the enemy, and one day to return. In three days' time, I will bring back to you with the heads of the Terrans. ”

Ironhoof Campbell's words are concise and to the point, if you have the ability, you will go up, and if you don't have the ability, you will honestly wait and watch the excitement. War depends on your quality, and I don't have any quality anyway.

Ironhoof Campbell is a good horse, but this mouth is so hateful.

"If you don't speak, if you don't speak, then I'll leave, and you can continue to argue."

Ironhoof Campbell walked out of the tent with a deep gaze.

"The whole army obeys the order and goes to battle!"

Plundered supplies from several camps, and this time the money was doubled!