Eren had never intended a large-scale head-on confrontation with the Beamon orcs.

Every warrior in the Bloodhoof camp is his friend, war and death are inseparable twins, maybe death may not bring war, but war will definitely bring death, at least in the literature on the continent of San Cassis, there has never been a legion war with a size of more than 10,000 people, and one of the sides has zero casualties.

So Allen has always hoped that he can negotiate well with Mourinho, hoping to reach an agreement and consensus.

His requirements are not high, let go of Dina, let go of the Bloodhoof Tribe, whether Dina or the Bloodhoof Tribe, it has nothing to do with your internal strife in Beamon, you don't mess with me, I don't mess with you, everyone doesn't mess with the river water.

As for Helen Lena, that old lady and the southern diocese, you can do whatever you want to scourge Beamon, I can give it to the Holy Light Castle, the Holy Son and the Templars of the Northern Diocese who have just arrived, if necessary, our Bloodhoof tribe can even send them to you Mourinho.

Unfortunately, the trajectory of events always backfired, Mourinho did not accept negotiations, all he needed was the Son and Dina, the former whether he lived or died, and the latter was bound to win.

So Mourinho went on the offensive, because he had absolute self-confidence, tens of thousands of Beamon troops, dozens of sacrifices, liger janissaries, Orephin elephant warriors, and Bel Bear officers.

And Allen, in order to let Mourinho know that he also has confidence, he also revealed the hole cards one by one, and beat the Beamon army without any power to fight back.

But after all, he still had room to summon a few mages with more lethal large-scale spells, and only controlled the combat conflict to a small area.

It's a pity that this Beamon No. 1 Marshal didn't understand Allen's painstaking efforts, Beamon is mostly fierce and brave, and Mourinho, the patriarch of the swan clan, is also like this, personally embarking on the war, and taking the Beamon Behemoth to prepare to dismantle the Holy Light Castle with his own hands.

It's a pity that he ran into Allen, a big stunned green, and a group of little stunned young people with blood hooves.

Mourinho, who is a double cultivator of singing and martial arts, takes the Beamon Behemoth and singles out Allen and Iron Mountain.

The Beamon Behemoth beats Iron Mountain up.

Allen, who didn't inspire the barbarian war ring, didn't please either.

Zach Jr. and Old Duff swooped in and dropped a large group of Wasteland Bears, and then avenged Iron Mountain by beating the Beamon Behemoth.

In order to expand the results, Mourinho went berserk,

It's a pity that Alan has had enough of it, and it inspired the barbarian war ring.

Once again, the situation was one-sided, and Allen suppressed Mourinho without any pressure.

It's a pity that Allen was too careless and was scratched in the face by Mourinho's hard arms.

The stunned Qing was broken, and his stomach was full of evil fire and wanted to vent.

The little stunned Qing saw that the eldest brother was anxious, and he was also full of evil fire and wanted to vent.

So in the end, the Beamon Orcs and the Bloodhoof Warriors launched the ultimate decisive battle, a chaotic battle with no commander, no reserves, no formation, and no alternating attack levels.

Since the first drop of blood dropped from Allen's face, except for the Holy Son and Ronningt who led a group of believers to untie those Zongzi-like Temple Paladins, after a few breaths, all the Bloodhoof combatants in the Holy Light Castle rushed out, including the dwarves.

The dwarves are very cowardly, though, and are not good at fighting.

But the equipment of these dwarves is simply not very good, the steel of the Bloodhoof camp, in addition to making weapons and armor for the warriors, under the order of Allen, a large part of the steel armed the dwarves.

Allen's original words were very rough and direct: "Rely on your mother, a bunch of dead people, Mao's combat power will be useless and will add to the chaos, Lao Tzu is worried that you will die and will dig your grave, and I will find steel to protect you." ”

The dwarves were very moved, they knew the preciousness of steel, and although Alan scolded him badly, they could understand the hard work of his boss.

In order not to let the steel be wasted on them, De Niro and a group of dwarves they refused at first, and later, under the strong pressure of Allen, stainless steel inner armor, portable throwing net buckets, arm crossbows, and hands. Crossbows and the like became their standard equipment.

Although the materials used in these steels are not much, the manufacturing process is very complicated, and Eren has put the manufacturing schedule of these equipment ahead of the equipment schedule of the Bloodhoof Warriors, in order to give the dwarves more means to save their lives.

And Allen cares a lot about the safety of these non-combatants, and always arranges them in the rear, far away from the battlefield.

It is precisely because of this that Allen, the barbarian chieftain, is no longer the Zhou Peel who coerced and oppressed them at the beginning, but really knows how to respect their good boss.

So when they saw that the boss who had been smiling at the invincible Great Wasteland was injured, the dwarves who had been very cowardly were anxious and raised their hands. Crossbow followed the Bloodhoof warriors and rushed out.

The Bloodhoof Warriors charged at the Wolf Cavalry and Pyg Warriors, and the Dwarves fought the Taiping Fist behind them.

The giants rushed towards the Orephin Elephant Warrior and the Bell Bear Officer.

The priests' pets tried to stop the small and medium-sized beasts that had been dropped by the airdrop.

Hathaway leads the princesses on a fight against the priests' warsong aura.

Thackeray and Babylon the Great were on the hook with the Priean Guard.

The Beamon warriors don't like this chaotic battle very much, all they think about in their minds is simply wanting to put on the opponent, the so-called strategic goals, these concepts are not at all, they just want to find the opponent and put down the opponent,

The Bloodhoof Warriors loved the chaos, and all they could think about was simply dumping Beamon and then venting their anger at the boss.

Accustomed to following orders on the battlefield, the Pygon missed the Harpy Herald hovering over their heads, for they suddenly found that the beast body they were proud of was no match for the strong barbarians.

If it had been before, the Harpy heralds would have told them how to attack, how to assemble, how to use their numerical superiority to fill the man's life.

It's a pity that they don't have a Harpy herald, they don't have a land commander, and they don't have a specific goal.

After the Bloodhoof warriors came out of the Holy Light Castle, like a sharp dagger, they plunged horizontally into the Pigs, slicing, smashing, slicing, smashing.

The thick body of the Pig warrior, in front of the bloodhoof thugs who are more than two meters tall, is like a naughty little fat man, who can beat them into a rolling gourd with a single punch and kick.

Coming and going like the wind. The Beamon Wolf Cavalry, riding a giant wolf, is the only class that can stop the Bloodhoof Warriors, and they are very advantageous in the open area, although their scimitars will not deal a fatal blow to the Bloodhoof Warriors, but they are superior to their mobility and tacit cooperation.

The Bloodhoof Warriors numbered only one hundred and twenty, while the Wolf Cavalry numbered thousands.

The Bloodhoof warriors were running too fast, and a bunch of short-legged plain dwarves couldn't keep up at all.

After cutting through the enemy's formation, the Bloodhoof warriors themselves were also in an awkward dilemma, as there were always ten or eight wolf cavalry surrounding them.

I have to say that this straggler formation is too suitable for the combat method of the wolf cavalry, and the wolf pack tactics of the wolf cavalry can be turned into a whole or into zero.

Once they saw the lone Bloodhoof Warrior, the nearest wolf cavalry swarmed up like a school of sharks smelling blood, trapping the Bloodhoof Warrior in place, constantly harassing and looking for a flaw in an attempt to kill with one blow.

If it weren't for the extremely high thickness of the steel armor of the Bloodhoof warriors, there would have been casualties a long time ago.

This is also the only place where the Beamon side can shine after the chaotic battle between the two sides.

However, they had only a short time to shine, because Alan, who had already dealt with the Orephin Elephant Warriors and Bell Bear Officers, rushed over with the giants with a look of anger.

The Orephin Elephant Warrior and the Bell Bear Officer are indeed the main battle power races of Beamon, whether it is their good physique that resists beating and fighting, or their unparalleled destructive power, ordinary ordinary human soldiers, twenty or thirty may not be able to stop one.

It's a pity that Eren is not an ordinary person, and the Giants of the Plains are not ordinary human soldiers.

This kind of chaotic battle and open space does not belong to the home field of the Bell Bear officers, their huge bodies are clumsy and clumsy in front of Allen, and Allen, who is full of firepower in the bloody hooves battle ring, is as rigorous as a scholar, and under the cover of the giants, he twists their spines one by one, leaving no one alive.

Because after the crossing, the Bell Bears were the only race that had brought him to the brink of death.

When he was in Outpost County, Alan almost met the Holy Father in advance... Or Kakaru God of War. It could also be the god of dwarves. Or Kaos, the god of chaos.

Therefore, the Bell Bear officers also died the fastest, and the Orephin Elephant Warriors, this kind of large-scale chaos was originally the most beneficial for them, because as long as they landed on all fours, they flicked their big noses and charged.

The Orephin elephant warrior on all fours, with a body length of five or six meters and a height of nearly three meters, is constantly rushing and trampling on the battlefield like a tank, relying on his weight of five or six tons and a beating-resistant body, just like a miniature version of the Beamon Behemoth.

It's a pity that their opponents are giants, and they are a bunch of giants, these gang of porcelain gangs in the Garnia Plains, led by Samson and Cleios, have never heard of any Orephin elephant warriors or bell bear officers, and they don't care about the strongest troops on land in Beamon.

In the eyes of the giants, except for the boss Alan and the Bloodhoof, the other guys are all underbeaten, and the bigger they are, the more they are underbeaten, and the giants with eyes above the top think that the Orephine Elephant Warriors and the Hammer Castle Dwarves are actually about the same size.

Because the idea of these giants of the plains is simple, no matter how old you are, but you are certainly not as big as me.

These gang of Plains Giants, led by Samson and Cleos, are considered to be new combat members of the Bloodhoof, so they always can't wait to prove the value of their existence, so they start to fight, one is darker than the other!

And they like to follow behind their bosses the most, because where there is a boss, there is the place where the battle is fiercest.