That night, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and heavy rain poured.

Serkin sat by the door of the big tent, lifted the curtain with his hand, and looked indifferently at the log array opposite.

With the help of the thunder, I saw Cheng Xiaotian sitting on the top of the stake in a strange posture, letting the torrential rain pour down, and his eyes were closed and he didn't move.

Behind him, 2,000 Shushan Revenge Legion soldiers were also like him, sitting cross-legged in the heavy rain. This is the method of exhalation taught by Cheng Xiaotian, although they can't cultivate, it is feasible to absorb spiritual energy to improve their physique.

"This legendary waste young master in the outside world is even more evil than his father." The coalition staff officer sighed and looked back.

Tudor sat in the middle with gauze wrapped in his face, expressionless, and the cub sat on his left-hand side, bowing his head in contemplation. This picture has been maintained for half an hour, the three commanders have remained motionless, and no one has spoken at the military meeting until now.

In the midst of the "rumble" thunderstorm, a shout of killing came, and Tudor and the cub were awakened, only Serkin still looked at the other side indifferently.

The little cub turned to the door and asked, "Which way of soldiers and horses have been killed?" ”

Hearing this, a soaking wet soldier stood at the door and saluted back: "It's the Talan Wolf Cavalry Regiment that is fighting with the Falling Star Guardian Regiment, and the battlefield is already close to half a kilometer outside the main formation." ”

The little cub's brows suddenly furrowed, the Taran Wolf Cavalry Regiment has such a large numerical advantage, even if it can't catch the other party, at least it should be able to drive the enemy away, how can it be bullied by those 200 or so people near the camp?!

"Is the Taran Legion frightened?" The little cub stood up and walked to the big tent door, and as he brushed past Serkin, he suddenly heard two low sneers.

Sighing secretly, the little cub walked out of the big tent of the Chinese army and plunged into the heavy rain.

As the elite of a hundred battles, the Talan Wolf Cavalry Regiment will certainly not be timid, but they are indeed passive in the battle. Now the entire wolf cavalry is gathered together, everyone carrying their blades, but they watch the Falling Star Guardian bypass and attack the Hellfire Legion, without any intention of hindering.

And the Falling Star Guardian Group also seemed to see what they meant, and bypassed them far away, not attacking them, and the two sides seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding.

Obviously, the army has no fighting spirit, and in this situation, it is difficult for anyone to reverse it.

"Raise the shield wall! Fast! You're still sleeping! "There was a shout from the rain, it was the commander of the Hellfire Legion who was directing the defense, as a hoplite regiment, harassed by the light cavalry, there was nothing to do but defend.

"Lord Serkin." The little cub shouted back.

Serkin was startled when he heard this, stood up suddenly, and replied mechanically: "Yes, Lord Commander-in-Chief." ”

The little cub shook his head, it was clear that one of the commanders, the leader of the Troll Crusader, was not fighting anymore.

"Lord Overseer, let your men mix with the Hellfire Legion and help them drive away their enemies." The little cub said weakly.

"Yes!"

Serkin replied quite simply, and then went straight out the door and into the rain cave.

With the Crusader's ranged attack and the Hellfire Legion's strong defense, the Falling Star Guardian's attack should not have much effect, and the little cub can return to his account with peace of mind. Inside the tent, Tudor remained in his original position, as if time had stood still.

"My lord? Lord Overseer? The little cub walked up to Tudor and called tentatively, and after a long time, Tudor came to his senses and looked blankly at the little cub.

"Isn't it time for us to consider withdrawing our troops?" The little cub said.

In its current form, everyone can see that the Bella Valley is far stronger than imagined before the war, and the combat power of the three legions has also exceeded expectations. Although the strength of this side is still greatly superior, the army has no fighting spirit and insufficient baggage, and even if it wins, it cannot occupy this battle, and it is pointless to continue fighting.

In addition, if they lose, the three legions will be wiped out!

In short, such a battle cannot be fought at all, and only peace can be said and the withdrawal of troops. He is even worried now that Cheng Xiaotian will agree to negotiate peace, if the other party still attacks and harasses all the way on the way to withdraw the army, these three soldiers and horses are only afraid that they will not die or be disabled.

Hearing the little cub's words, Tudor was stunned for a moment, and then his expression suddenly became excited.

"Nope! I don't accept failure! Tudor roared and slammed to his feet.

"It's just a peace, not a failure." The little cub whispered comfort.

Hearing this, Tudor turned around, stared at the little cub with a pair of blood-red eyes, gritted his teeth and said: "So many people have died, and no work has been done, you say this is not a failure?" How do you want me to talk to Grand Chief Sal?! ”

Kerala!

A lightning bolt struck outside the door, and the thunder reflected on Tudor's face, which was eerie and terrifying, and the little cub opened his mouth and was speechless for a long time.

"Herald!" Tudor yelled, stepped out of the door, and looked left and right, "Command the three armies, I will order troops!" ”

The cub's lips twitched, and finally he shook his head and muttered, "Overseer, you're crazy......"

The rain was pouring down, and nearly 10,000 of the beleaguered orc troll coalition began to assemble their troops with red eyes. Outside the barracks, the Falling Star Guardian Regiment was still harassing and shouting to kill, and the atmosphere of this scene was particularly depressing and gloomy.

In the early morning of the next day, instead of abating, the rain became heavier, and outside the Bella Valley, after midnight adjustments, the coalition forces finally formed their formations and set up their positions.

This time, Tudor personally commanded his troops, led by the Taran Wolf Cavalry, followed by the Hellfire Legion, and the remnants of the Troll Crusader at the rear. In the bitter wind and rain, the soldiers were cold and hungry, shivering, and even the war drums were completely soaked and could no longer be beaten.

A kilometer away from the coalition formation, the harassment that had been going on for many days finally stopped, and the two Falling Star Legions lined up in an array on a high slope, silently watching the black enemy below. No one spoke, even the two swaggering flags fell, they were more tired than the enemy.

At this point, everyone was on the verge of collapse, and there was only one faith left to support them, regardless of each other.

Is it finally coming to an end? Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, as if death was a good relief.

However, not everyone sees it that way, such as Cheng Xiaotian and the Shushan Revenge Army. Now, they maintain their full combat effectiveness, and they are all eager to try and murderous.

They are all residents of the Arathi Basin, and almost all of them have relatives who have died in this plague, and they hate the coalition forces to the core.

At the head of the city, the people who had been toiling also stopped, and they had no weapons, so they carried steel hammers, or simply tied a stone to a stick and drove a few nails. With no one to command, they spontaneously climbed down the construction site, silently walked into the log forest, and stood behind the Shushan revenge army.

High on the city wall, Bloomberg rubbed his red eyes and sighed helplessly: "Victor, is this considered absenteeism?" Do you deduct their wages? ”

Victor gave him a blank look, and for the first time he felt that this guy was even more stupid than himself.

In the coalition formation, Tudor was expressionless, and no one knew what he was thinking now.

"Attack." Tudor waved his hand lightly, and under the military order, the army began to move slowly.

Cheng Xiaotian opened his eyes and slowly stood up, facing thousands of enemy troops under black pressure. Behind him, 2,000 vengeful legionnaires rushed from the stakes, surrounded their lord, mounted their arrows, and glared at the approaching Taran.