In fact, even if Lompard is not as good as a few family treasures to report the powerhouses of the Bloodhoof tribe one by one, he also knows how strong the strength of the Bloodhoof tribe is, after all, there is the little fast mouth of the Holy Son Orpheus, the most traffic-saving and ad-free site on mobile phones.

It is precisely because of this understanding that the Holy Mountain is trying its best to win over the Bloodhoof Tribe, even if he has been slapped in the face so many times before, in his current form, he must befriend the Bloodhoof Tribe and the 80,000 barbarians.

As the supreme commander of the two Holy See legions, Hachas was also a little depressed, the Holy See, who used to be the overlord of the human race, is now so jealous of a barbarian tribe, which really makes the outside world laugh off his teeth.

Seeing that the three magicians of Princess Hathaway's Guardian Regiment were singing and dancing with a group of Bloodhoof Tribe warriors, Lompard said lightly: "Unless a Saint-level magician comes, ordinary people really don't have any special treatment in the Bloodhoof Tribe, including the Sword Saint." ”

After Lompard finished speaking, he glanced at Hatsas meaningfully.

Hachas nodded speechlessly, the other party was right, if it was somewhere else, the vice president of the Magic Association would definitely be the master who walked sideways, and after coming to the Bloodhoof Tribe, he really had to be a man with his tail between his legs.

Besides, the fact that the Sword Saint Tai and the third-order dragon of their holy mountain were educated by the Bloodhoof tribe has spread throughout the continent, and it is really embarrassing to be thrown into Grandma's house, and it is no wonder that others laugh at the Holy See.

Subconsciously grabbed a piece of barbecue from the bonfire, and was about to put it to his mouth, Hachas asked curtly: "How much do these barbecues cost?" ”

"Five gold coins." Lompa laughed and said, "Don't you see that since I came to the Bloodhoof Tribe, I haven't moved or eaten anything." ”

After speaking, Lompard glanced proudly at the papal staff officers who were munching on barbecue meat beside him.

A group of staff officers were stunned, and subconsciously touched the money bag on their waists.

However, Lompard was actually quite aggrieved in his heart, everyone around the campfire, who was not a high-ranking nobleman, no one could be worse than these ten or eight gold coins, including himself, it was common for him to go to an opera and reward one hundred and eighty gold coins.

But I can't stand the blunt knife of the Bloodhoof tribe to cut meat, it costs money to drink saliva, it costs money to eat something, I have to pay compensation if I accidentally knock down a murderer cub, I have to pay for washing a stool that is missing a leg, and I have to charge for the use of tableware even if I use a fucking wooden bowl。。。。。。。。。。

The most infuriating thing is that those wasteland storm bear cubs, as if they were instigated by someone, as soon as they saw him, they surrounded him, whether they touched him or not, as long as they were less than half a meter away from him, they definitely immediately fell backwards and began to play dead, their movements were fast and their acting skills were skillful, and then immediately a group of five big and three thick tribal warriors rushed over and began to blackmail themselves.

And these Wasteland Bears are very clever, as soon as they pay for it, they will immediately get up and find their next target.

Hachas looked around a few times and put the roast back on the campfire with an unnatural expression, though he swallowed in his throat.

Five gold coins, not to mention a piece of barbecue, even buying ten fat and strong Sharo beasts is enough, and the Bloodhoof Tribe is too dark.

No wonder the strong maid saw her group coming to the Bloodhoof Tribe, her eyes began to glow golden, and her feelings were that she and her companions were all wronged.

"The Bloodhoof Tribe... Really. "Hachas doesn't know how to describe it, what a philistine it has become.

Looking at the tent, Hachas's mouth began to secretly bitter.

This time, he and several leaders in the legion came to the Bloodhoof Tribe, just to borrow the teleportation crystal from the Bloodhoof Tribe.

Through this battle, the usefulness of the teleportation crystal has made all Terran commanders covetous.

When used in battle, not to mention efficient maneuverability, whether it is an ambush or transporting troops, it is simply not too easy.

The frog jumping tactics pioneered by the Bloodhoof tribe are simply a nightmare for large-scale legions, especially in the special geographical location of the Great Wasteland, where hundreds of soldiers can be transferred in a moment.

However, everyone knew the temperament of the Bloodhoof Chieftain, and Hachas did not dare to speak in person, but entrusted the Holy Son Orpheus to make this request to the Bloodhoof Chieftain.

Now, after some explanations by the old driver of Lompard, everyone without exception feels that the holy mountain is about to hemorrhage again.

They felt that they had underestimated the lower limit of the Bloodhoof Tribe, and it would cost five gold coins to eat meat, and if they used hundreds of teleportation crystals, they were not allowed to smash pots and sell iron, sell sons and daughters.

A tribal warrior ran over and motioned for Hachath and several Terran generals to go to the tent.

It seemed that Orpheus and the Bloodhoof tribe had come to an agreement, and after everyone looked at each other, they followed the tribal warriors into the tent.

After entering the tent, several Terran generals sat or stood, looking embarrassed.

The main reason is that they don't know the price, and they are afraid that it will cost dozens of gold coins if they do it, and they don't have anything valuable on them as collateral.

Just on the road, the old driver Lompard reminded everyone that last time there was a Terran envoy, because he was dissatisfied with the bandits of the Bloodhoof tribe and had no money with him, and it was said that he was hung on a big tree at the gate of the camp and ate sand for an afternoon.

Alan rolled his eyes and saw a large group of people with a cautious face, secretly cursing bad luck.

It seems that there are fewer and fewer wronged people, and in the future, they can only rely on those wasteland storm bear cubs to make money.

"I know what you're here for, you want to borrow the teleportation crystal, right?"

Hachath nodded, only to be interrupted by Alan just as he was about to speak.

"Stop dreaming, it's useless for you to go." Alan sighed and said, "Beamon should already have a way to deal with it!" ”

After finishing speaking, Alan spread his hands and said that he couldn't help.

Mourinho next to him stood up and said with a wry smile: "A large part of the reason why the 100,000 orc advance army broke out of the Great Wasteland is because the wasteland is full of teleportation crystals, and for the Bloodhoof Tribe, it can be attacked at any time and ambushed at any time. ”

A group of Terran generals nodded in agreement, they had previously studied the half-day battle and the frog-jumping tactics of the Bloodhoof Tribe.

Mourinho continued: "The 300,000 vanguard army, the baggage is burned and the morale is low, and a large part of the victory you can win is because of the teleportation crystal. ”

A group of Terran generals are a little impatient, I don't know what this swan Beamon is doing with so much nonsense, the feelings are all the credit of the Bloodhoof Tribe, and Lao Tzu doesn't count the life and death?

Hachas pressed his hands down and motioned for Mourinho to continue.

The handsome old man of the Swan Clan continued with a wry smile: "Three red-clothed high priests, or fifteen War Scepter Priests, can join forces to cast a forbidden magic array that blocks all magical elements in a certain area, including the teleportation circle. ”

One word stirred up a thousand waves, and a group of Terran generals suddenly collapsed like frosted eggplants.

Orpheus stood up and said with a sad brow: "At the beginning of the Holy Light Castle, Mr. Mourinho requisitioned fifteen war sacrifices from the Shabak folk and joined forces to cast the forbidden magic array, so the portal of the Holy Light Castle failed, and he could not ask the holy mountain for help, except for the sacrifice of the forbidden magic array, no one could use the elemental power. ”

Hachas and the others' eyes jumped, and the bad news came one after another, it turned out that in the forbidden magic array, their own side could not use the elemental power, but the other party's sacrifice could use it without restrictions.

They knew that the Holy Light Castle was attacked by the Bimon orcs led by Mourinho, but the details were the first time they had heard of it.

No one thought that the orc sacrifice, who had always been looked down upon by magicians, could actually cast such a forbidden magic array in a similar field.

"Can't you break it?"

Mourinho nodded and said: "There are no less than five hundred sacrifices registered in the Shabak Imperial City, and this is only the military sacrifices that serve in the major legions in the army, and there are at least nearly a thousand among the people. ”

Alan pushed the animal skin on the table over and said, "Calculate for yourself, how many square kilometers can be covered by a forbidden magic array, how many sacrifices are needed, and how many soldiers can be covered." ”

Hachas made a rough calculation, gasped and said, "Only eight hundred sacrifices are needed to cover a million orc warriors?" ”

Mourinho nodded helplessly, Orpheus also had a bitter face, but Alan seemed to be fine, especially hoping that these Terran generals would collapse to the ground after being hit, and it would be nice if they sat on a broken stool or chair.

It's a pity that a group of Terran generals, including Hachas, have very tough nerves, except for a shocked face, their bodies don't move at all, they have no money in their pockets, and they don't even have the confidence to fall.

Alan looked disappointed.

"I can't use the teleportation crystal, what can I do?" Hachas pinched his eyebrows vigorously, a look of disappointment.

Alan frowned and looked at the group of dazed Terran generals, and asked disdainfully: "Eh, everyone, let me ask something, I'm just curious, you didn't think about how we use teleportation crystals before the war, look at what you mean, you can't fight without teleportation crystals, right?" In this case, withdraw your troops, and the Great Chief Manstein and I will lead all 80,000 barbarians into the Muru Mountains of the Garnia Plain. ”

Hachas's face turned a little red, and he explained with a little shame: "No, no, no, we didn't mean that, mainly because we were a little disappointed, even if we didn't have a teleportation crystal, we would fight the Beamon orcs with all our might." ”

Orpheus said: "Everything is back to square one, after all, we still have to solve those war beasts, ordinary Beamon warriors are not afraid, mainly those war beasts, once they charge, they can't be stopped by their flesh and blood, whether it is cavalry or infantry, they will be scattered, this is the most terrifying thing about Beamon orcs." ”

Alan touched his chin and asked, "You mean, as long as you bypass those Bimon War Behemoths, you will be able to fight?" ”

Hachas gritted his teeth and said: "If you go around, you have to fight, if you can't go around, you have to fight, even if you lose a lot of soldiers, you can't let them pass through the Holy Light Castle to the southern hinterland, I don't believe that the Beamon Beast Emperor will really do nothing to the hinterland of the human race if he occupies the southern diocese, and we can't afford to gamble." ”

Orpheus didn't feel much about Hatsas's words, but looked at Alan expectantly.

After Hachas finished speaking, he found Orpheus staring at Alan without blinking, and suddenly thought of the question that the Bloodhoof Chief had just asked him, and his eyes instantly lit up.

Even he began to stare at Alan without blinking.

When a group of Terran generals saw Orpheus and Hachas's actions, they also joined in the fun, whether they understood or didn't understand, they all stared at Allen.

Alan was horrified by the look, shrugged his shoulders and asked again: "You know the strength of the Bimon orc warriors, without the support of the magician and the priest of the Holy Light Department, do the soldiers of your four legions dare to play hand-to-hand combat with the Bimon orcs?" ”