While Li Jie was grieving the rapid consumption of his exploits, Keduo, who was standing outside the camp, was in dire straits.

Fire Magister? Looking at the battlefield, this sudden huge flame, Keduo, who was standing behind, directly flashed a title in his mind. That's right, it's a fire magister, only a magus level mage can instantly unleash such a powerful magic.

Keduo is very sure that this time it was a magister who made a move, and a small viscount realm could not have such strength at all, not to mention that the magicians on the continent are basically in the Principality of Roland, have they forgotten that something happened 400 years ago? Getting ready to move again?

While Kedo was discussing the scene in front of him with the priest, there was a few rushing breaths coming from the fortress ahead.

Streams of light rose into the sky, pressing the barbarian team to not take a step at all, and looked ahead in horror.

Suddenly, the entire sky on the battlefield changed, the clear sky instantly became black and oppressive, and dark clouds covered the fortress, like a monster swallowing the sky, a terrifying power was brewing.

At this time, the aura on the city wall became stronger and stronger, as if it was about to break through the blockade of this dark cloud. Standing on the city wall, Guan Hai, with the eye-catching light emitted by his whole body, slowly flew in the air, his wrist flipped, and a sharp sword appeared in his hand, holding the sword in both hands, and a golden light flashed on the tip of the sword, slowly flying from the tip of the sword to the sky.

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In the dark clouds, a bolt of lightning appeared out of thin air, hitting the light, but it was scattered by the light. Guan Hai's figure in the air shook, seeing this scene, Li Jie was puzzled and worried, what the hell is going on?

"The challenge of the rules of the world!" As if to explain the doubts in Li Jie's heart, a sentence came to his mind.

As if unwilling to be dispersed like this, one after another lightning flew down and smashed on the rising light, and in an instant, the light became weak, and the figure in the air kept shaking, and the breath was gradually weakening.

Guan Hai took a sharp breath, and accelerated the family heirloom mental method, and as the breath increased, the light became dazzling again, slowly rising, and fighting against the falling lightning.

With a pop, the light sped up, breaking through the black clouds, and the clouds disappeared at once.

A ray of sunlight shone on Guan Hai's body suspended in the air, as if his body had become infinitely taller.

A long howl came from the air, clearly sounding in the eyes of everyone on the battlefield, and the sound was mixed with a cheerful atmosphere.

"Congratulations to the general on entering the innate world!" The soldiers on the city wall were full of joy and congratulations.

Guan Hai fell down and said with a smile on his face: "Tongxi!" Rejoice! ”

Isn't this a catastrophe? The rhythm of becoming a god? Looking at this scene, Li Jie muttered to himself with a shocked face. With such strength, the war still needs to be fought? Won't you win with a wave of your hand?

"The host, it's just an acquired challenge, it's not a catastrophe, as long as it's a human being, it's a moment of exhaustion, so a few high-end combat forces can't influence the outcome of a large-scale battle, but it's still very effective in local battles." Hearing Li Jie's doubts, the boy sitting on Li Jie's shoulder said.

And Keduo, who saw this scene, felt that his hands and feet were cold, and stared at the five breaths on the fortress wall with wide eyes, as if he didn't want to believe what was happening in front of him - the collective promotion on the battlefield?

The enemy generals on the city wall were collectively promoted to golden generals, and what was even more terrifying was that one was actually promoted to the golden pinnacle level, and was honored as the golden commander. What a small probability that such a strange thing could be encountered in a small-scale battle and in a small viscount territory! What kind of luck is this? Has God given up on the buffalo tribe?

Kedo turned around and said to an old barbarian beside him: "Priest Sandron, I can't be sure of the outcome of this war, it is certain that the empire of the Southerners is involved, I don't know which side of the force?" What are the intentions? Please record all this, and report the blatant violation of the mainland oath by the Nanren to the patriarch immediately. ”

"Yes, sir." The old barbarian replied.

After speaking, he took out a small crystal ball from his arms, held the crystal tightly with both hands, and read it silently in his mouth, and lines of handwriting and pictures appeared on the crystal, which slowly disappeared after a while.

"My lord, the news has been sent back." Priest Sandron said, "In this situation, the Nanren have broken the contract signed 400 years ago, should we give up the attack and wait for the news from the patriarch before making plans?" ”

"The blood flag has been raised, there is no way back, even if the southerners break their oath, we must fight to the death and not retreat, and we must not tarnish the glory of the blood flag." Kedo said firmly.

The only hope is that after receiving the news, the patriarch will report to the temple as soon as possible, and pin his trust on the temple's ruling, so that he can recover the losses of the Bison tribe.

But for all of us in this battle, there is only one choice: victory or death.

I don't know how many 30w warriors will be left after this war? Kedo looked at the barbarian phalanx sadly, and his expression instantly became extremely cold.

The Barbarian Temple, located in the Cursed Basin of the Savage Land, is the seat of the Barbarian King's Court, and the Temple is the palace where the Barbarian King lives. The Land of the Cursed is a sacred place in the hearts of all barbarian tribes, also known as the realm of barbarian gods, where only the power of ** can be used, and no other power can be used.

The war 400 years ago caused great harm to both the countries of the continent and the barbarians, so the countries of the continent and the barbarian temple signed an oath, and the two sides jointly swore an oath to the gods and signed a conflict settlement agreement. If this situation occurs again in the future, it can only be resolved by the two parties to the conflict, and neither party can violate it, and the violator shall be jointly solicited by both parties to the agreement.

Since the barbarian tribe has at least a few dozen w people, they can pull up a few w troops at any time, and they are fierce and not afraid of death. However, the countries of the mainland have many small territories similar to the original Wolf Warrior Territory, so for hundreds of years, they have been on the defensive in local conflicts.

"Warriors, we are all the people of the barbarian gods, and under the guidance of God, we have nothing to fear, not death to fear. But what do I see here? Afraid? Fear? Have you turned your backs on the great barbarian gods, or have we been forsaken by them? Suddenly he stood on a high stake and shouted loudly.

"The blood-colored battle flag has been hoisted high, what are you still hesitating about? Have you really turned your back on the barbarian gods we believe in? To defile the glory of the Bison Tribe? ”

The loud shout of "no" echoed across the battlefield.

All the barbarians were so irritated that their eyes were red, and they replied angrily.

"If you don't win, you die!"

"If you don't win, you die!"

Thousands of slogans echoed over the battlefield, and all the barbarians rushed towards the fortress.

Li Jie, who was sitting on the city tower, heard the deafening shouts, looked at the endless figures in front of the fortress, and had a bad premonition in his heart - the barbarians had gone crazy.

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