Chapter Twenty-Three: The Final Bloody Place

The blood-stained Grand Canyon is as its name suggests!

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"Although war is cruel, it interprets the law of survival of the strong to the extreme. Whether it is due to the stupidity of the Dryad King or the weakness of the overall combat power of the Dryad Tribe, the Spartan Empire will no longer have the Dryad. ”

"On the contrary, because of the humiliation of defeat and delayed warplanes, the women and children of the Dryad tribe will all be reduced to slavery. The empire only had rewards and punishments, and the Spartans did not speak of mercy. ”

Next, witnessing the whole tragedy of the dryad, Aaron's eyes are like a pair of black crows, constantly circling in the gurgling red blood water.

About 7,000 Dryad soldiers of the Dryad Tribe were directly crushed by the Kordo Beast Herd.

In just the blink of an eye, the plain, which was still empty just now, was instantly covered with the red of death.

As Aaron's eyes wandered, the roaring stones of the Kodo beast herd became more violent, and due to the stimulation of blood, the battle morale of the beast herd, which had finally been lowered, immediately rose to more than 1,000 points.

Thundered! Thundered! ~~~

The herd galloped by, and the whole world seemed to tremble. Under the thick hooves of the beast, it seemed to 'iron' everything flat, and with the corpses scattered all over the ground, the originally fresh air was filled with a sticky smell.

The Kodo herd, which has lost its leader, has long lost its rationality due to the stimulation of blood, and it seems to be out of control to vent the anger of the entire herd by killing.

In an instant, the terrified dryads who couldn't avoid it, one by one, their vivid lives came to naught.

The trolls of the forest are separated by the River Wolf's Tooth. With frightened eyes, he watched the body stumps of the dryads flying in the air, and the cries, shouts, and cries for help were endless.

Reflected in Aaron's perspective, there were only two colors left in the world not far away, the gray-black of the backs of the Kodo beasts that were galloping everywhere, and the dazzling bright red mixed in with them.

"Tell Behringer, the king of trolls, don't risk it! The mistakes of the dryads are irreparable. ”

Aaron gave the order to the Greenway Vigilante soldiers, and his meaning was clear, wait until today. The tribe of dryads, which had lost their backbone, no longer existed.

Or a dark jungle city-state. Coming soon, and a new owner.

The galloping hordes of Kodo beasts use brute force and heavy bodies to crush every fallen behind dryad. From a bird's-eye view over the entire plain, it looks like a black python that has bitten half of its prey.

Just as Aaron predicted. "The total annihilation of the Dryad Tribe is irretrievable."

Less than a moment. More and more dryads have died tragically under the trampling of the Kodo herd. This is probably the most tragic death in the world, and the corpse of each dryad is as if it had been cut by a thousand knives. It was revealed that the limbs were cracked and the torso was shattered. At this moment of being swallowed by the blood light, the faces were no longer distinguishable.

Cruel, crazy, bloodthirsty, a crazy Kodo beast herd is completely irresistible by man, except for a side attack, no one dares to intercept this rushing beast tide halfway.

The forest troll threw all the short spears, but it only reduced the number of 5,000 Kodomon, and with the addition of the thousands of Kodomon in the pit, the size of the entire herd remained at more than 20,000.

"The direction of the Bloodstained Grand Canyon!" After witnessing the tragedy of the dryad, Aaron's eyebrows revealed a trace of solemnity. His gaze became fierce, and his whole body began to move in harmony.

Two hours later, his body was slightly hot, his breathing began to be rapid, his chest was a little tight, and he exhaled heavily. The pace of his feet gradually became more difficult, and the speed slowed down.

After continuing to hold on for half an hour, Aaron felt as if his body was lighter again, and large beads of sweat were pouring out of every pore.

Even though he was overdrawn, the Spartan King 5-star effect still made him feel that kind of real speed and endurance.

After several hours of rushing, Aaron's destination, the blood-stained Grand Canyon, has finally arrived.

Staring up ahead, inhale, tuck in, swing your arms, step forward with your right foot, exert force, exhale, throw your arm away, and bring your left heel up. Ten minutes later, fifty Templar warriors carried the body of the Mother Kodor Beast and rushed into the Bloodstained Grand Canyon.

True to its name, the most vivid symbol of the bloodstained Grand Canyon is the warrior of the Green Island Holy Order transformed by the Wolf King, and in the cone-shaped pupils, whether it is a cliff or dirt, it is simply a color, from light red to a bright red like blood.

The city-state of the Bloody Grand Canyon is located in the deepest part of the canyon in the Green Valley.

And it is by relying on these complex canyon terrain that the former bear chieftain tribe slaughters migratory beasts every year and lives a carefree life without food and clothing.

Compared to forest trolls and wolves, bears have considerable experience in slaughtering herds and have more giant traps.

"My Emperor! Herd...... It doesn't seem to be keeping up. ”

At this time, he suddenly heard the prompt of the Wolf King's transformed Holy Order warrior, Aaron motioned for the others to stop galloping, and he turned around to carefully observe the Kodo beast group behind him. Under the transformation of the wolf king, people could feel the direct rays of the two gazes radiating from the cone-shaped pupils, naked, like two whips dipped in blood.

From Aaron's point of view, even without the leader's command and guidance, the Kodo herd still seems to harbor an instinctive fear of the entire bright red canyon.

As the name suggests, the entire blood-stained Grand Canyon is a bloody place where slaughtered beasts migrate every year.

It seems that as long as it is a herd, it will become wary of the terrain here. The sunlight above the head is condescending, illuminating the canyon like a ruby, which stimulates the vision even more and makes people feel inexplicably dizzy.

The precipitation of blood accumulated over the years, and the special geographical characteristics, make this place like a piece of cloth put into a dye vat, the red is uniform and bright!

"My Emperor! Kratos is on standby! ”

From above his head, a deep voice echoed.

Kratos led an army of about 4,000 Spartans, and at the moment lay in ambush on the left and right sides of the canyon, along with 30,000 dwarf slaves, piled up with countless skulls-sized iron thistles strung together by ropes.

These iron spike obstacles can block the entrance and exit of the canyon in an instant, blocking the possibility of the giant beast turning back and escaping.

Not only that, but there are also the hunters of the Zhurong tribe led by Xianli, who should be ambushed in front of the canyon not far away.

"Go, tell Vyador, the Archon of the Gorge, and let him lead the light cavalry to lead the Kodo herd into ambush."

With a cold order, Aaron then removed the wolf king's transformation, and waved his hand to order the Greenway Sacred Order to drag away the unknown female Kodo.

Raising his head and looking at the terrain around him, the two cliffs stand thousands of miles, sandwiching a line of blue sky, making the rock formations of the bloodstained Grand Canyon clear and clear, revealing a murderous aura to the sky.

In addition to its majestic side, it is about to become a slaughterhouse for the Kodo herd. At such a time, only by sacrificing the light cavalry can the entire Kodo beast group be taken.

Sometimes, as a commander-in-chief, you must not only have the belief of victory, but also know how to exchange the minimum sacrifice for the greatest benefit at critical moments. (To be continued......)