Hachas looked at Beamon's army thousands of yards away with red eyes, his expression solemn.

The opponent's commander, the Blood Lion Prince, arranged the position of the three-way army just right, and the attack was scattered or encircled, and the code quickly contracted the defense.

The Beamon Sacrifice is in the middle of the army, but their pets and war beasts are on the front line, both charging and blocking the Terran cavalry.

Behind Hachas, almost all the Terran generals frowned.

He has clashed with the Beamon army several times, and none of them have taken advantage.

Although the opponent has only a few tactics over and over again, the Terran legions have been defeated and retreated one after another.

Without the support of the magician, the Terran soldiers would not be able to cut through Beamon's battle formation.

"Grand Duke, the soldiers are ready!" Hachas clenched his fists and said bitterly, "Bimon's war beast, please!" ”

Claire nodded, frowning tightly, the second side army has the most fighting warriors, up to nearly a hundred, and only they can jump to a height of several meters and have a chance to kill the war beast.

It's a pity that among the Beamon orcs, there are not only war beasts, but also sacrificial demon pets, and the lion and tiger janissaries whose strength is no less than that of the fighting warriors.

In addition to the generals, more than 400,000 terran soldiers behind them, all holding their weapons tightly, waited, as long as the herald fired the arrow, they were about to charge again.

A few hundred yards to the left of the Terran legion, the elite warriors of the four noble tribes and other tribes, totaling more than 40,000 people, stood behind Manstein, silent.

They desire to fight, or to kill, or to be killed.

The Beamon orcs came here from the periphery of the Great Wasteland, that is, they came to their homeland, and they didn't care about the grievances and hatred between the Beamon beasts and the human race, and they had to pay the price of blood when they set foot on this wild ancient plain.

Perhaps the Barbarian warriors were the only group in the Allied forces that were still in high spirits, and uneasiness hung over the hearts of every Terran soldier except them.

Except for a few people, hundreds of thousands of soldiers don't know what the point is that they have paid such a big price.

Even the few people who knew about it couldn't help but wonder if it was worth paying such a painful price just to buy time for the Bloodhoof Tribe.

On the other side, the Beamon army chanted the name of the Beast Emperor, their fighting spirit was high, and they couldn't wait for the commander to order a charge, they couldn't wait for the biggest slaughter feast in hundreds of years.

As long as these Terran soldiers are slaughtered, the southern hinterland of the Great Wasteland will be unimpeded.

There are fertile grasslands to graze, moist air to breathe, countless Terran beauties to ravage, warm houses, and countless wine and meat.

The Blood Lion Prince, who was standing at the front, was holding a monocular, and the corners of his mouth outlined a sneer.

Terran! Don't retreat yet? Plain confrontation, isn't the opposing coach stupid?

"Go, call Huron!"

A moment after the Harpy left, Huronte, riding on the Earth-Walking Dragon, came to the side of the Blood Lion Prince.

The Blood Lion Prince handed the monocular to a fox clan staff officer beside him, and said with a sneer: "Huronte, when will the Bloodhoof tribe that you have read countless times appear in your mouth, it can't be that you have hid in the fierce beast forest, right?" ”

Hiront took a deep breath and said lightly: "It will appear, I know that the Bloodhoof Chief Allen, it hasn't appeared yet, it's just that for him, maybe the time has not come." ”

In fact, Hurant still didn't say a word, he had a hunch, that is, after the appearance of the Bloodhoof Tribe and the Children of Chaos, maybe it was the end of this war, maybe it was the victory of the Bimon Orcs, or maybe the victory of the Terrans.

This premonition was very strong, and he didn't know how the Bloodhoof tribe, which was less than a thousand, could play a decisive role in this kind of legion battle of a million people, but he had this premonition.

Just like the previous two times when entering the Great Wasteland, after the appearance of the Bloodhoof Tribe, the situation began to turn one-sided.

And what the Bloodhoof Tribe is best at is to hit the morale and morale of the army.

The Blood Lion Prince took a deep look at Hyronte and said, "Don't worry, even if the Bloodhoof Tribe hides in the Beast Forest, I will lead a large army to slaughter it and avenge the unjust death of my Beast Clan's warriors, and I will also fulfill my wish for you." ”

Huron nodded absentmindedly, and was just about to speak, when a deafening voice came from the Terran camp.

"The glorious light of the Kakaru God of War, shining on the Savage Ancient Plains!"

"The glorious light of the Kakaru God of War, shining on the Savage Ancient Plains!"

"The glorious light of the Kakaru God of War, shining on the Savage Ancient Plains!"

Horent was shocked, and reached out to snatch the monocular from one of the fox staff officers and held it up.

He knew that this was the slogan of the barbarians before the charge, but he didn't expect these barbarian warriors to have such a high fighting spirit.

Looking at the Terran camp again, except for the tension before the big battle, every warrior's face was full of exhaustion and fear, which was in stark contrast to the barbarian warriors.

Wren, who was standing next to Manstein, frowned.

The morale of the Terran warriors is too low, and once the barbarian warriors charge, they will be dragged down by the Terran soldiers.

Just as Hachath was about to give the order to attack, a huge shadow passed from a low sky, and the big fat man Monri jumped from the back of the acid-etched giant Raven Murto to the ground, falling right to the front of all the barbarians.

Seeing one of the Bloodhoof Tribe's town beasts, Murto, appear, the morale of the barbarian warriors was even higher.

They knew that the appearance of the Acid Crow Murto meant that the Bloodhoof Tribe was about to take part in the battle.

And the uncrowned king of the Great Wasteland, the first powerhouse of the Savage Ancient Plains, the Bloodhoof Chief Allen, will definitely command this battle that is destined to go down in history.

As a barbarian warrior, it is the dream of each of them to be able to fight alongside the Bloodhoof Chieftain.

In the Bloodhoof Tribe, every warrior is a hero, because they follow the Bloodhoof Chieftain and fight against foreign enemies again and again, and again and again, so that the prestige of the Bloodhoof tribe spreads to the entire continent.

While all the barbarian tribes were still in the rat-carrying gun-carrying nests, the Bloodhoof tribe had already begun to fight against all the strength of the barbarians who had humiliated them, and they were still victorious.

Ever since the emergence of Allen, the Bloodhoof Chieftain, almost every young barbarian warrior has regarded him as an idol and role model.

The Holy See legions, who led the children of various tribes to learn magic and fighting spirit, fought all over the wasteland with invincible opponents, and beat the Holy See legions, defeated the 100,000 advance army of Beamon in half a day, and parachuted behind enemy lines to attack the morale of the Beamon vanguard army and played a decisive role, etc., etc.

Let's ask if this kind of person is not a strong person, who else can be called a real strong person in the Great Wilderness.

Nodding at Manstein, Monray looked at the Terran camp hundreds of meters away and beckoned.

As if he had seen his own father, Hachas led a group of Terran generals to ride their horses.

Seeing that there was only one big fat man, Hachas looked disappointed, he had some impression of Meng Rui, although he knew that the other party represented Allen and the Bloodhoof tribe, but he couldn't help but be a little disappointed when he saw that the Bloodhoof Chief did not appear in person.

After Hachas came over, he asked anxiously: "Half a day at most, with our morale, we can only delay for half a day at most." ”

"You don't need to delay, order all the warriors under your command to repair in place, from now on, it is the exclusive time of our Bloodhoof Tribe!" After the big fat man Meng Rui finished speaking in high spirits, he stimulated his fighting spirit, took out ten teleportation crystals from his arms, placed them on the ground, and activated them one by one, and ten portals spaced twenty yards apart lit up.

On Beamon's side, after seeing that the portal was erected, the elemental shielding array also increased the range, and the flickering elemental luster around the portal was a little unstable, but the distance was too far, and the portal could still be used normally.

Meng Rui looked at Hachath and the other Terran generals, and asked with a cruel smile, "Are you ready to watch this slaughter feast?" ”

Hachas and the others looked at each other, and even the high-ranking people of several big chieftain tribes in Manstein were confused.

After Meng Rui finished speaking, he didn't wait for everyone to talk, he picked up a piece of rubble on the ground, threw it into the portal, and ran away with his round body, as if something terrifying monster would run out of the portal.

Hachas and the others were also frightened by Meng Rui's strange appearance, and hurriedly led everyone to retreat far away.

However, everyone is also secretly wondering, these ten portals are less than two meters high and one meter wide, what kind of behemoths can run?

As a result, everyone waited for a long time, and there was no movement from the portal.

Just as Hachath was about to ask, a plain dwarf stuck out his head and looked around stealthily, only to see Monray shouting, "That was the signal just now?" ”

Meng Rui rolled his eyes and shouted at the portal, "Elder De Niro, you have ruined such a tense atmosphere!" ”

De Niro didn't know what to underestimate, and his head retracted into the portal.

In the next second, a series of piercing chirps rang out, and as rows of figures emerged from the portal, griffons flew into the sky like locusts transiting.

Ten, twenty, hundred, five hundred, a thousand or more griffons, like ten black torrents, flew out of the portal and soared into the sky.

Hachas breathed a sigh of relief, the Bloodhoof Tribe really had a set, and in a few days, nearly a thousand griffons sent by the major dioceses were actually tamed.

Maybe these more than a thousand griffons can really break through Beamon's elemental shielding array.

A thousand griffons, a thousand Hammer Castle dwarves, led by De Niro and his dwarves, rose into the air, and after a few moments they became dense black dots.

At this time, whether it was a human race, a barbarian, or a Beamon orc, everyone looked up into the air.

Especially the Beamon orcs, griffons they know, plains dwarves they also know, but plains dwarves and griffons together this combination they don't know.

The Titan Air Regiment, which once consisted of less than fifty people, has now been temporarily expanded to one thousand and fifty people.

De Niro was full of spirits, and he knew that after this battle, the Titan Air Regiment and his name of De Niro would be praised throughout the continent, and he would have a place in the annals of history.

So he cherished the opportunity given to him by his boss Allen, wearing goggles, constantly gesturing in the air, looking excited.