Once upon a time, Rommel was complacent, with 100,000 orc warriors under his command, and the barbarian tribes on the periphery of the Great Wasteland retreated one after another.

Rommel was crazy because he had 100,000 Bimon warriors under his command.

It's a pity that now he was split in half by Thackeray's sword, and he can't die anymore, and now he can't go crazy, it is said that he was insane before he died, and he was ready to use a broken sword to hack the third-order fire dragon to death.

Once upon a time, the advance army of 100,000 orcs entered the Great Wilderness, with high morale, carrying the dream of all the Bimon orcs to invade the south and the blood feud hundreds of years ago.

The 100,000 orc warriors were also fierce at first, because they had a Bimon sacrifice to cover them.

It's a pity that the northern periphery of the wasteland is now full of their corpses, and the rest are still alive, chased by hundreds of fierce beasts, and now they can't go crazy, it is said that when they fled, they cried for their father and mother, and they wanted to grow eight legs.

Once upon a time, the priests commanded an army of 100,000 and vowed to defeat their nemesis, the Terran magicians.

The Beamon Priests are mad because they are protected by countless warriors and demon pets.

It's a pity that now their bodies are shot like hedgehogs, and the demon pets have either run away or hung up a long time ago, and now they can't go crazy either, it is said that they were shot as hedgehogs themselves, and they are still immersed in the joy of catching a third-order dragon.

Bimon's 100,000 advance army, the first to enter the Great Wasteland, the first to withdraw from the Great Wasteland, waved their sleeves when they came, and left behind a large pile of broken copper and iron.

When they entered the periphery of the Great Wilderness, they were majestic and high-spirited, and when they left the Great Wilderness, they hugged their heads and cried for their fathers and mothers.

All the combat power of the Bloodhoof tribe poured out, and after chasing for dozens of kilometers, under the command of Old Zack, all returned to the camp unscathed.

A group of Terran emissaries danced excitedly.

Victory, a great victory, a complete victory, a complete victory worthy of special writing.

At this time, they looked at Allen's gaze again, and they couldn't help but have a little fear.

Especially Lompard, seeing Hathaway's beautiful eyes staring at Allen without blinking, he has long since lost the anger he had when he first came to Bloodhoof Camp, and now he has become helpless and resigned.

People are more angry than people.

His godfather is the lord of the Duchy of Lottel, he has received a strict military education since he was a child, and he is also quite prestigious in the aristocratic circle, and he has also reached the level of a second-order fighting warrior, and now he is also considered a leader among the younger generation, not to mention that he is still the youngest army commander, and the big names of the major forces are quite friendly when they see him, and even throw an olive branch openly and secretly.

But there are a lot of things to compare to, and Lompard feels that he is very good, because he didn't know Allen before.

Look at the Bloodhoof Chieftain again, he has been tossing all over the Imperial City of the Rock Kingdom since he was a child, in the circle of nobles and ordinary people, it is really annoying to everyone, and God is annoying.

But now, people can not only cause trouble, but also make peace.

There are dozens of large and small national forces on the mainland, you can say that you don't know the Grand Duke of the Rock Kingdom, but you definitely can't say that you haven't heard of the Bloodhoof Chieftain's son of chaos.

Because all know the Holy See.

Since you are concerned about the Holy See, you must know that the hobby of the Children of Chaos is to slap the Holy Mountain in the face.

This scrap nobleman who was once known as the kingdom of Locke, this son of chaos who turned into a barbarian chieftain, this most wanted man who once made the Holy See hate itchy, this hob meat who can offend anyone all day long.

It was this guy who defeated the 100,000 advance army of the Bimon orcs in half a day, in front of all their human envoys.

Facts have proved that the name of the son of chaos is indeed worthy of its name, and whoever sees it is unlucky.

No matter what kind of legion commander you are, or what kind of big man is such as the first marshal of Beamon, even if you are the great pope of the Terran Terran Boss Holy Mountain, it is the same, you should be unlucky or unlucky.

In just half a day, the supreme commander of the Beamon Advance Army was killed, the high-end armed forces were killed, all the sacrifices were killed, all the three giant beasts were killed, and all the names were hung up.

On the side of the Bloodhoof Tribe, no one died, no one was injured, except for a few bottles of dragon blood, there was almost no loss, and those bottles of dragon blood were provided by the third-order fire dragon for free, so it can be said that the Bloodhoof tribe had zero casualties and zero losses.

The only one who was injured was the living Lei Feng Fire third-order dragon, and its body without dragon scales was full of armor-piercing arrows.

Moreover, the dragon was still forcibly used as bait, and no one in the Bloodhoof tribe cared about its life or death anyway.

Everyone knows that this half-day battle will definitely go down in history, and all the magicians who participated in this half-day battle will go down in history.

Moreover, the military strength and combat methods presented by the Bloodhoof Tribe have too much to learn from all Terran officers.

In just half a day, Chief Bloodhoof, who had never met Commander Beamon, clearly analyzed the weaknesses of the 100,000 Beamon advance army and the opposing commander's commander in Mourinho's description and measurement, and deployed the battle plan in less than a quarter of an hour: two ambushes, a frontal assault, and a pursuit battle, quickly ending the half-day campaign.

No one, including Archmage Downey, could have imagined that this reckless man with a fierce appearance who would do anything without saying a word would have such amazing military talent.

Not only did he soberly analyze the psychology of the enemy commander, but he also pioneered the anti-frog jumping tactic of using teleportation crystals.

Beamon's every move was within his plan.

All magical power is maximized, and the location of the Beamon orcs is marked with great precision, ensuring maximum lethality and damage range.

And although this guy is not a magician, he proposed how to "scientifically, effectively, and quickly" carry out intensive elemental strikes, and taught a group of old magicians who have been immersed in the wizarding world for decades how to release spells in an orderly manner.

This guy is still talking about the truth, and the flickering group of old men are dizzy.

Which lineage of magic is released first, which lineage of magic causes the most psychological fear, when can be put on which lineage of magic can be stacked with other spells for maximum lethality, etc., which lineage and which lineage of spells can produce "chemical effects", etc., etc.

The bluffed group of people were stunned, and the results showed that this guy was really not blind.

The high temperature generated by the fire magic evaporated all the air, which also caused the poisonous mist of the horned wing python to be greatly strengthened, and the rapid spread of the wind system was very deadly.

The subsidence caused by the earth system caused the underground magical elements of the wasteland to flood to the surface, and the rapid spread of wind magic greatly enhanced the power of other lineage magic.

The Dark faction is unleashed with the greatest casualties, summoning a steady stream of skeletons, causing psychological panic to enemies, and more.

Anyway, there were a lot of Alan Balabala at that time, and a group of magicians didn't believe it, so they just did it with the attitude of trying it out.

Because of this, Hathaway was staring at Allen, which means that you are handsome, you are right to say anything.

As far as Allen said, these theories completely subvert the conventional knowledge of magicians, but the specific details still need to be carefully verified.

Alan also thought in confusion: "Isn't there no chemistry and physics in the San Cassie continent?" The magician doesn't even understand the chemistry of the specialty? ”

The victory of this half-day battle was not dragged in at all, and it did not look like a large-scale battle of more than 100,000 people at all.

I have to say that such a quick resolution of the battle is a complete miracle, and this miraculous victory has played a very huge role in the war between the two clans.

Gain instruct, snipe at opposing scouts and harpies, demoralize enemies, create fear in places with short-lived but devastating ranged attacks, analyze the weaknesses of local commanders, assembly points for the Bimon orc army, and march routes for infantry phalanxes.

Almost every step here is from Allen's own handwriting.

But Terran emissaries, including Donnie and Orpheus, knew how good military talent and analytical skills it would take.

Even if dozens of staff officers of any legion are replaced, they may not be able to perfectly deploy every detail of the battle plan in such a short time.

Moreover, the powerful combat power of the Bloodhoof Tribe also shocked all the Terran envoys.

A barbarian tribe of less than a thousand people can defeat an army of 100,000 Beamon, just imagine that once such a news is transmitted back to the southern hinterland of the continent, those wavering forces may once again board the chariot of the Holy See.

Imagine how exciting this news is for all races.

Just imagine how many orcs the morale of the orcs will be hit when this news reaches the Imperial City of Beamon.

Orpheus, in particular, can't wait to hug Alan fiercely.

This guy is really evil, and everyone knows the role of teleportation crystals in the military, but he is really the first one like Allen to use, and he is full of tricks and teleports in different postures.

And after the second ambush, this guy did not immerse himself in the brilliant results, but immediately chose to take advantage of the victory to pursue.

It was this pursuit that poured out of the nest that infinitely expanded the results of the battle, until all the orcs broke out of the Savage Ancient Plains and completely ended the battle.

Orpheus rarely high-fived and celebrated with the various Terran envoys one by one, and his excitement was palpable.

The people of the Bloodhoof Tribe had long been accustomed to it, and they were not as excited as the Terran envoys, but kept complaining that the sale had been lost.

Come to think of it, everyone used to go out to fight, and every time they were very rewarding, but this time there was no hair, all of them were broken copper and iron.

They would rather beat the legions under the command of the Holy See, at least they are much richer than the Orcs.

However, under the infection of a group of foreign tribes, the tribal warriors were also very happy, after all, this was also regarded as driving the invaders out of their homeland.

But Alan was not very happy, but very troubled.

Like a grumpy lion, he walked back and forth with his head down.

When a group of Terran envoys saw Allen's appearance, they looked at each other one by one, not knowing why this guy was still sullen after winning such a big battle with his command.

Orpheus sighed and reluctantly said a name: Huronte.

It became clear to everyone that all the pursuing warriors had withdrawn, but no one had seen Huronte, and the other party had obviously fled as soon as the battle came into contact.

Orpheus regretted a little bit and was a little clumsy, he knew that he didn't kill it with a single blow of holy light bullets, and even if he tried to lose his magic power to cultivate, he would summon a more powerful mentor-level single magic.

Manstein rushed into the Bloodhoof Tribe in a rage, looking at Eren in disbelief.

Alan showed a puzzled expression, not knowing that this old guy was dry.

Patting his head, he remembered that he had made such a big commotion, and he hadn't greeted Manstein before at all.

This was a bit wrong, because Manstein had resolutely promised to call on all the barbarians to fight against the Beamon advance army because of his support for Allen.

The Great Chief didn't care to greet a group of Terran envoys, and asked in a trembling voice, "Has the Beamon advance army retreated?" Really repelled? ”