I don't know how many followers of the Holy Father,.。

And compared to the Holy See legions, the Beamon orcs are indeed quite poor.

In the Beamon orcs, most of the weapons of the grassroots soldiers are ancestral, they are used as kitchen utensils at home, they can work in the fields, they can defend themselves when they go out, and they can cut people in battle.

And the armor of the orc soldiers is basically inherited from ancestors or borrowed from relatives and friends, used to cut people on the battlefield, and used to keep warm in winter.

It's such a local tyrant army, chasing a group of poor dicks, chasing and chasing, poor dicks suddenly stood there, turned around and shouted with a big mouth: "Chase, let you chase, chase you M B chase!" ”

Then countless animal trainers ran out from all directions, driving huge beasts and beating the tyrants.

Spanning hundreds of years, the Bimon Orcs unveiled his mysteries and bared their fangs, reinforming the Terrans of the brutal truth that this ancient people was also advancing, and at such a rapid pace.

They learned intrigues, they learned how to lure the enemy deeper, they also learned how to copy everything, in short, they learned a lot, not only tactically, but also strategically.

When the Flame Knight Legion was almost chasing out of the Savage Ancient Plains, giant beasts from all directions rushed out without the slightest warning.

The Goyadi python, the Beamon beast, the Miami lion, the giant war elephant, the winged white tiger, these giant beasts were driven by the Beamon tamer, and the ruthless Papal soldiers trampled them into meatloaf.

However, the most important thing is that these war beasts, who actually learned from the Bloodhoof Tribe, are all dressed in battle.

The second is that every time the Holy See cavalry changes formation, it will always be disrupted by the demon pet of the Beamon sacrifice, even if it becomes a defensive formation, the Beamon orcs will break through the weak point of the cavalry formation.

It was already evident that Huront, the greatest traitor to the Holy See, had informed the orcs about the way the Holy See cavalry was fighting.

In less than an hour, the Papal soldiers went from hunters to prey.

In addition to the fighting warriors and cavalry, the infantry and giant shieldmen of more than 30,000 flame knight soldiers were all wiped out.

Instead of chasing the fleeing warriors and cavalry, the Bimon orcs slowly advanced, driving the giant beasts and approaching the Great Chieftain tribe step by step.

The Holy See expected that the Beamon Orcs would send a large number of giant beasts into battle, so almost all the users in the Holy Mountain went out to snipe these giant beasts.

But they didn't expect that the sacrifices would not sprinkle the aura of war song on the front-line soldiers, but on the body of this giant beast.

In that case, the situation is very awkward.

In order for a mage to cast a spell, he must stand in the rear and be heavily protected.

If these old guys weren't separated by 1,800 meters, their legs would be shaking.

Then there must be a papal soldier between Beamon's giant beast and the Philosopher's Stone.

Ordinary soldiers have the consciousness of becoming meat shields, but the impact of these giant beasts is too strong for bows and arrows to suppress, giant shields and warriors to stop.

Then a harsh reality was laid out in front of the Terran commander and a gang of staff officers.

That is, the precious time that ordinary soldiers trade their lives for magicians to cast spells is useless, because many magicians' spells can't shoot through the outer armor of those giant beasts.

Maybe the magician's large-scale magic has been released, but the ordinary soldiers are dead, and the magician alone is useless, and you can't rely on the elemental users to win local wars.

The strategy of the Beamon orcs is clear, that is, the giant beast is exchanged for the life of an ordinary soldier, plus the precious magic power of the magician.

It consumed the magic power of the Terran elemental users and destroyed the soldiers who protected the mage, even if those huge beasts were all hung up, there were still hundreds of thousands of Beamon armies, and hundreds of Beamon sacrifices.

The strength of the four major legions was already small, and there was no danger to defend, and the rear was in an emergency.

The time, the place, and the people did not occupy any of them.

If it weren't for the elite warriors of the four major tribes carrying the Battle Guardian Beasts to help the Flame Knights break off, it is estimated that this religious legion with a history of more than 300 years would also follow in the footsteps of the Iron Horse Beast Legion.

It is rare for a legion to perish as a formation, and once this happens, the blow to morale and morale will be fatal, and it is better to simply cancel the number and mix it into other legions.

Even so, not counting the ordinary soldiers of the Holy See, the four major tribes lost more than a hundred battle guardian beasts and more than two thousand elite barbarian warriors.

And Beamon, apart from lying a huge war elephant and more than a thousand wolf cavalry, the losses were negligible.

After listening to Cana's speech, Allen's brows furrowed deeply.

I have to say that Beamon is very smart and calculated, but he didn't expect that the Beamon orcs actually used thousands of wolf cavalry as bait, and he didn't expect that Beamon Sacrifice would actually sprinkle the war song on the huge beasts, nor did he expect that the Beamon Beast Emperor would arm those huge beasts without arming the soldiers with limited metal.

Of course, the main thing is that Alan didn't expect the Holy See's legions to be so fucking vulnerable.

Cana said worriedly: "It's not a way to go on like this, the four major legions can retreat, but the wasteland barbarians can't retreat, and our Bloodhoof tribe can't retreat." ”

"What did Orpheus and Mourinho say?"

"Let you go back."

Alan spread his hands and said, "I'll go back?" I'll go back and have a piece of. ”

After all, the Beamon orcs had already set foot on the Great Wasteland, and if they rushed to the gate of the Great Chief Tribe in one go, the 80,000 barbarians would be left to fight after they became a plate of scattered sand.

Everyone was just about to set up the portal and leave, when an anxious voice came: "That, Your Royal Highness Princess, Brother Allen, can you take me?" ”

Alan followed the sound and saw a round figure standing in front of the factory door, walking in three steps and two steps.

"Who is your eldest brother, don't call here." Alan said angrily.

Cana glanced at Alan with a little reproach, this guy is really snobbish, and when he got the steel puppet with his front foot, he immediately turned his face and didn't admit it.

Meng Rui smiled awkwardly, secretly thinking that these two people definitely had a leg.

It's not that Alan doesn't like Meng Rui, but he really can't see anyone who can pretend to be better than himself.

Who the fuck has nothing to do when he goes out with a gold chain, and he still has ten gemstone rings on his hand, and each of them is a magic prop.

Mike asked confusedly, "You're gone, what about Gravel Castle?" ”

Meng Rui shrugged his shoulders and said, "There is news from the royal city, Blackjack will not come to the Gravel Fort for the time being, and it is estimated that he may have to win over which side of the force again." ”

After finishing speaking, Meng Rui looked at Alan with a pleading gaze and said, "Brother Allen, you can take me with you, although I can't help much, but I still know a little about military formations." ”

After hearing Monry say this, Alan asked, "Is the defense of the Gravel Fort from you?" ”

Meng Rui nodded vigorously.

"Okay, but there's a request." Eren looked at Mike and said, "These steel puppets were given to us by the Bloodhoof Tribe. ”

"Huh? These steel puppets were created to deal with Blackjack's Blackarmor Legion. Mike didn't expect Alan to be so embarrassed, and muttered: "Your Excellency Allen, didn't you just say that it would be handed over to Her Royal Highness the Princess for the time being, why are you。。。。。。 ”

Alan was a little strange, he found that the Sadidore gang was not in a hurry to kill the eunuchs day by day, Princess Cana was worried about the situation in the Great Wasteland every day with half the master of the Bloodhoof Tribe, and Scott's little boy who played with little Zack all day long, but these royalists were in a hurry.

Meng Rui stabbed Meng Rui's arm with his thick fingers and said: "Big cousin, why are you so stingy, aren't you just a steel puppet, don't forget that it's all my money, and the risk is also borne by me, it's a big deal that after Her Royal Highness the princess successfully recovers the country, let's continue to scrape the ground." Well, no, it's to keep earning. ”

Alan also hugged Cana's shoulders while the iron was hot and said, "What is the difference between your giving your Royal Highness the princess and giving it to me, in the future, Jana's younger brother will ascend the throne, and even the interest will be returned to you." ”

A flush rose on Jana's face, and she unnaturally pulled away from Alan's arm.

Alan hey Yile, he didn't mean it, he did it on purpose.

Meng Rui secretly thought: Lao Tzu guessed well, the person who came really had a leg.

Mike gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! But once the Beamon Orcs are defeated, Lord Alan and the Holy Mountain must help us remove Blackjack from power. ”

Alan was so happy, originally he opened his mouth to bargain with Mike, even if he wanted three or four steel puppets, he would make money, but he didn't expect this stupid boy to be so easy to fool.

When Rooney saw that the two parties had reached a deal, he was afraid that Mike would regret it, so he grabbed the necklace and put all the twenty-four puppets inside.

Mike was a bit lucky, because there was still a steel puppet outside the factory, and it was better to think that at least there was more left than not at all.

Who knew that at this time, Meng Rui opened his mouth and said to Allen: "Brother Allen, there is another one outside, is there enough space for your magic props, not enough for me to let me go." ”

After speaking, the dead fat man stretched out a fleshy finger, and the ten gem rings exuded faint magical elemental fluctuations.

Michael's resentful gaze shot at his dear eldest cousin.

"It's just so good that you can go back with us, and if something goes wrong with the Iron Puppet, you can solve it at any time." Alan was going to ask Mike to go back with him to see if the resources in the tribe were enough to get a few more.

Mike shook his head and said, "Forget it, I'm going to help Monray sit in the Gravel Castle, Lord Allen, you can leave a portal." ”

"There's a portal on the clock tower of the Rubblestone Castle, you can pass through it after activating the magic coordinates." After Allen finished speaking, he directly asked Rooney to set up the portal and take the lead in getting in.

Cana and Babylon the Great and Rooney followed.

Seeing that everyone was gone, Meng Rui glanced at Mike gratefully and said: "Big cousin, thank you, this broken city lord and I have enough to be a special mother, and finally there is a place to display my talents, you can rest assured, after the war between the two clans, my Meng Rui's name will also resound throughout the continent." ”

With that, Monray hugged Mike and slipped into the portal.

When everyone returned to the Bloodhoof Tribe, Alan found that the camp was still full of laughter as before, and it seemed that the defeat of the Holy See in the first battle was not a blow to everyone at all.

Walking towards the makeshift tent, Alan found that it was already overcrowded, and many people who knew and didn't know were shouting something.

Among the people I knew, in addition to the big chiefs and a few bigwigs of the tribe, there were also messengers from various forces who had come to the camp before.

There are many more people who don't know each other, dressed in the costumes of the Kingdom of Locke and the Duchy of Lotre.

On the Holy See's side, in addition to a general with thick eyebrows and big eyes and wearing armor, there is also a cardinal archbishop.

Manstein, Tatar, Gonzalez, and a group of Papal See generals quarreled endlessly.

Archmage Downey and Hathaway, along with the elders of the tribe, sat by and watched coldly.

Orpheus, who was in the corner, pinched his brow and sighed.

Alan lifted the tent and slapped the table hard.

Everyone turned their eyes to Alan, and there was no sound.

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

The name of the Son of Chaos is made by punching, and the most talked about thing is that this guy is a full hob meat, and he will do whatever he wants, no matter what kind of big guy you are or mud legs.

"Quarrel, you have to quarrel back to the Holy Light Castle or go back to your barracks." Alan sat down on the stool, declared his sovereignty, grabbed a pot of water and drank it down.