Conquest is not a dream, it always ends with blood and iron.

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Kulush did his best to suppress the panic of the slave regiment and maintain the morale of the battle at 50. Although the earth, still under the steps of the bears, hummed dullly. Every time the Green Bear warrior on the high platform wielded a heavy axe, the canyon erupted with a roar that shook the heavens and the earth.

"Woo woo - "

Immersed in the loud noise, the pungent stench, and the fishiness of the bear barbarians, it went straight into Aaron's nostrils.

He lifted his eyes, and in front of him seemed to be through a layer of suffocating glasses, only the brown back of the pass, and the growing number of bear barbarians gathered here. The combat morale of the bears on the other side also rose all the way to 500 points.

Aaron frowned slightly, taking all this in his eyes, and at that moment, the pair of silver pupils staring at the blood-stained Grand Canyon contracted sharply, as if they were finally immune to this irritability.

"Under the watchful eye of the king of the bear clan, I will make the heads of the losers into bone cups, who? Who would dare to step forward? Roar! ――”

In the clearing between the two sides, a Green Bear warrior jumped out and called for a challenge. In the horizon, whether it is his roar or the color of his hair, it is a racial oppression for the slave regiment. The morale of the battle, which had just stabilized, continued to drop by 10 points.

The Green Bear Warrior wielded a thick, modestly handled two-handed mace with hideous iron nails and grooves that glowed dark in the light of the day.

As a noble warrior who is higher than the red-haired and yellow-haired bear people, Green-haired is tied to a certain amount of protective leather armor on his body, holding a mace high with one hand, and beating his chest with the other hand. At the same time, behind him, a mist of dust like cotton wool was raised.

But no matter how fanatical the Green Bear Warriors are, the scene that happened in the horizon proves that the Bear Chief Tribe, despite their burly physique and dominating the blood-stained Grand Canyon, generally has a head worthy of an idiot.

There is no doubt that Aaron is not at all interested in the stupid fighting games of the barbarians.

"Berserker Nine,—then, it's time for you to prove your sincerity."

In that moment, Shujiu was frozen by Aaron's cold voice.

She was electrocuted by a pair of sharp eyes, which were calm and haughty. Stared at by a grim face full of cold muscles.

"Farrow!"

Although Shojiu quickly complied, summoning the Nine-Pigtailed Berserker beside her.

But in fact, Shujiu was not impressed by this coercion, and in her heart, the cold young man in front of her, he seemed to regard himself as the master of a berserker princess, and he would pay a heavy price for it sooner or later.

Amid the roar of the bears that shook the heavens and the earth, the Nine-Braided Berserker gave Aaron an unfriendly look.

After getting a light nod, he pulled out the big sword behind him, and strode up to get up, a few sand ropes away with a jump.

"Objective, trade diplomat status, diplomatic execution ability 12 stars, language proficiency 7 stars. Charisma, when certain conditions are met, this person will wait for an opportunity to take revenge on Sparta. ”

Reminiscing about this set of data that popped up not long ago. Inadvertently, I suddenly found that the affectionate eyes of the nine-braided berserker from the nine dreadlocks made the corners of Aaron's mouth outline a playful arc. "A foreigner woman who thinks she is wise, thinks that the king of Sparta is dull and deceitful, and that she cannot see your scheming mind. Well, from now on, it will be a good warning! ”

From Kurush's mouth, Aaron had learned what braids meant for a berserker.

The Nine-Braided Berserker, who not only symbolizes the fiancé of a princess, is already the number one warrior of the Berserker tribe.

……

Roar~!!

In the horizon, Sharo, the first warrior of the berserker tribe, is like an incomparable chariot.

After only a few faces, the green bear warrior on the field, one of his right arms was cut off by a big sword, and he only resisted desperately with his unskilled left hand.

The Green Bear Warrior stared at one of the Nine-Braided Berserker's eyeballs with a hideous gaze, but the other eyeball bulged out of its socket due to pain, and the corners of his mouth even bled from his loud roar in terror.

Roar!!

At the moment of struggle, the cold light flashed, and the nine-braided berserker slashed with another sword, and at that moment, the green bear warrior's bloodshot eyes staring at the sky did not close after all.

The first warrior of the Berserker tribe, he proved his toughness with his strength.

Two minutes later......

When the third Green Bear Warrior was slashed open by the great sword in the hand of the Nine-Braided Berserker.

Farrow glanced at the colorful intestines on the ground, he wiped the sweat from his forehead with his arm, looked up at the red sun shining on the red canyon, and then squinted slightly in Aaron's direction, his eyes full of mockery.

The nine-pigtailed berserker on the field, his bravery and fighting skills, are only seen in Aaron's life, second only to Kulush and Kratos.

But what he did was like a little girl, venting her frustration in a stupid way.

The pact between Shoix and Aaron is to defeat the 9 Green Bear Warriors and turn them into minions. And the bloody killing of the Nine-Pigtailed Berserker was clearly playing with fire, giving Aaron a reason to erase his life.

"Lord Augustus, it seems that you must send your own warriors." A smile tugged at the corners of her mouth, proud of the bravery and contempt of the Braided Berserker, and she was curious to see what kind of facial expression Aaron would have at this moment.

But at the moment when Shu Jiu turned his head, Aaron was very suitable for his body to one side slightly, easily avoiding her gaze. And、There was no response。

Ten minutes later......

When the Nine-Braided Berserker kills the fifth Green Bear Warrior, panting and ready to end in the roar and displeasure of the Bear Clan.

Aaron's data finally showed that "the enemy's combat morale was demoralized and dropped to 250 points." ”

At a glance, it's now!

Conquest is not a dream, it always ends with blood and iron.

Aaron didn't want to participate in this boring game, and he didn't believe that the king of the bear clan would come to this pass and fight like an idiot.

Therefore, when he raised the sword in his hand, he suddenly raised it above his head.

Kulush and Kratos, almost at the same time, blew the general's horn in their hands.

There is such a saying.

When the three words of Sparta resounded in the sky, please bring your eyes as bright as the sun and prepare to embrace this trembling world!

"Spartan !!"

The Spartan heavy helmet walked in unison, like a moving mountain, like a flexible and powerful net, more like a bloody mouth.

There are no complex changes, no mysterious mechanisms, only shields to advance, spears to stab forward, bloody crushing all the way.

Whether it was a berserker or a slave regiment in front of them, they were ruthlessly pierced by spears, and on the side of the spearhead piercing, a large amount of blood spurted out.

Kratos, who lowered his shield with one hand and raised a white wooden spear with the other, and only showed a pair of fierce eyes under his heavy helmet with horsehair, roared excitedly, "On the battlefield, the Spartans will never retreat!" -- Either go forward or die! ”

"Woohoo! Whew! Whew! Three hundred and sixty phalanx warriors responded with a thunderous roar.

"For Sparta! Fight to the death! Kratos' white wooden spear landed heavily on the shoulder of a berserker, spurting blood from him.

In the horizon, the bloody scene on this page made Aaron wonder if it would become red at this pass.

The Spartan phalanx could not pass through the three-meter-wide pass guarded by the bears, so he had to fill it with cannon fodder.

This was planned by Aaron in his heart. "If you can, you can fill a path out of corpses, and you won't hesitate."

Because only blood can irrigate conquest and victory. And Aaron believes that cannon fodder can bring out their greatest value only when stimulated by blood.

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