The Imperial City of Shabak, which finally paid attention to the Bloodhoof Tribe, was completely sluggish in the face of stacks of information about Allen.

Look at how many angry things this guy has done.

He has pit the Earth Walking Dragon Legion, robbed the largest merchant group in the Principality of Lotral, deceived the Holy See, defeated the Lion Tribe, the strongest tribe in the wasteland, offended the Great Chief Tribe, destroyed the Papal Pagan Crusade Legion, beat the Sword Saint Tai and the third-order fire dragon, plus cleaned up Mourinho's Beamon Legion。。。。。。

As the top nobleman and lord of the Rock Kingdom, he killed all the personal guards of the captain of the Dragon Legion.

As a human race, he led a group of barbarians to rob the largest merchant group in the powerful country Lotel, and it was several times.

If you rob it, you will rob it, and the white wolf with empty gloves deceived a lot of strategic materials in the southern diocese, and as a result, the big chieftain tribe can't stand it, so send someone to clean you up.

Who knew that this guy was a hob meat at all, you were originally a foreigner, and you didn't talk about being a man with your tail between your legs, and you also broke the legs of the elite warriors of the most powerful tribe in the wasteland, the Lion Tribe.

Obviously, he went to the wilderness and ancient plains to eat, but he dared to hang a group of high-ranking people of the big chief tribe on a tree to show the public.

The Great Chieftain Tribes can't clean you up, the southern diocese of the Holy See can always clean you up.

It turned out that this guy's combat effectiveness was significantly higher than his ability to cause trouble, the commander of the Iron Horse Beast Legion hung up, the cavalry was wiped out, the pants of the fleeing infantry were ripped off, the priest of the Holy Light Department of the Southern Diocese was beaten to half-body, and Cardinal Landau fled.

Savage Ancient Plains, Southern Parish, this guy provoked one by one, and then one by one.

Ordinary people estimate that this will be settled, after all, there must be a limit to causing trouble.

It's a pity that everyone found out that they still underestimated him.

The big guys in Shabak already knew what happened next, maybe this guy felt that there was no opponent in the Great Wasteland, and he should offend and offend a more powerful enemy.

And then..... Then Mourinho's legion lost their troops and returned in vain.

Originally, everyone thought that this guy was there to help the Holy See.

Who knew that before leaving, this guy demolished the gate of the Holy Light Castle, and the bricks and stones on the city wall were also pulled away, and it is said that he also beat a group of temple paladins who came to help with a bruised nose and swollen face.

This Nima is simply a mad dog, see who bites whom.

Simba, as a lion prince, has never seen any kind of troublemaker in the Shabak Imperial City, and he has never heard of any hob meat, but like Allen, he is really unheard of.

Now that the 300,000 Beamon vanguard army is losing the Holy See legions, Simba asks himself, even if he fights the four major legions head-on, he dares to give it a try.

But the son of chaos who had only met once, the face with a contemptuous smile, made him deeply jealous.

Maybe the Bloodhoof tribe has less than a thousand people, maybe it won Mourinho's carelessness, but what happened to the 100,000 advance army?

Isn't it just that the Children of Chaos led a group of magicians to beat the 100,000 Beamon orcs and screamed out of the Great Wasteland.

Anyone can ignore the Bloodhoof and the Children of Chaos, but Simba can't.

Simba is waiting, waiting for the Bloodhoof Tribe and the Children of Chaos to take the initiative to find the door, only by destroying the Bloodhoof Tribe and the Children of Chaos, can the 300,000 vanguard army walk on this wild ancient plain without any scruples.

Looking at Huronte, Simba asked, "It's been three days, and I haven't seen the barbarian warriors and the cavalry of the two legions harassing me for three days. ”

Hiront smiled and said: "As expected, if the major armies of the human race win some victories, they will definitely march forward, and if they encounter setbacks, they will blame each other and stagnate, and they will not act rashly again without discussing for a few days." ”

"Do you look at the combat effectiveness of the barbarians of the wasteland, and the soldiers of the Holy See, which is stronger and weaker?" Simba asked a tacit answer.

"Ordinary Terran soldiers are indeed inferior to the barbarians of the wasteland."

"Wasteland barbarians, what about the Orcs who are compared to me?"

Huron sneered, but did not answer.

Simba waved his hand and said, "Don't scruple, but it's okay to say, I'm not the kind of person who can't listen to foreign people." ”

Huron nodded, considered it and said: "Ordinary barbarian warriors, if they fight with their lives, they can attack the Pigs with the largest population base in Beamon with their bare hands, they can fight with one enemy and ten, if there are Pigs to sacrifice and help, the barbarian warriors can fight at most with one enemy and five, if they face the Bearman Bell Officer and other Beamon main battle races, in a one-on-one situation, they may have each other's life and death." ”

Simba said thoughtfully, "Ordinary barbarian warriors? And Huronte, I ask you, what about those uncommon barbarian warriors? ”

"What do you mean, Sir Simba?" Hiront knew what he meant.

Sure enough, Simba said with a smile: "Bloodhoof Tribe! ”

With a bitter look on his face, Huron pondered for a moment, shook his head and replied, "I don't know much about the Bloodhoof Tribe, let alone the combat effectiveness of the First Tribe of the Wasteland. ”

"Then since you can't compare, tell me what you know."

Huron pondered for a moment, then said with a wry smile: "If I understand alone, the warriors of the Bloodhoof Tribe are as well-trained as the regular legions of the Terrans, and even cooperate with tacit understanding to master a variety of offensive and defensive formations, and they are extremely skilled, even better than the regular legions of the Holy See. ”

Simba nodded, he knew this, but fortunately, among the 80,000 barbarians, there was only the Bloodhoof tribe, a special case, and the other barbarian warriors were still the same old routines.

Huron continued: "In addition to these, the more intuitive understanding is the use of external forces, that is, equipment. ”

"Equipment?" Simba frowned, this was not only the shortcoming of the barbarians, but also their shortcoming.

Whether it is the Bimeng territory or the wild ancient plain, there are no metal veins.

However, it is still stronger than Momon, at least some inferior steel can be smuggled in through the Terran merchants.

"Yes, equipment." Huron said very entangledly: "Although I am not in love with the Son of Chaos, I have to admire his approach to the extreme. ”

"How?"

"The Bloodhoof tribe led by the Children of Chaos has always been a development model based on war, as far as I know, almost everyone in their camp wears armor, whether it is a tribal warrior who fights in battle, or a dwarf of second-line logistics personnel, the Bloodhoof tribe is also the fastest updated combat collective I know."

Simba said bitterly: "I also know this, the information of the Bloodhoof Tribe and the Children of Chaos, in the intelligence library of the Shabak Imperial City, is also the fastest updated, almost every time the Bloodhoof Tribe goes to war, the equipment is changing, as far as I know, their equipment has been updated to the third generation." ”

"Yes, the first generation of equipment of the Bloodhoof tribe is only based on ordinary iron armor and rough blunt weapons, and when it is updated to the second generation, it has obviously surpassed the standard equipment of the Terran legion, and the warriors of the Bloodhoof tribe have everything in addition to stainless steel full-body armor, heavy weapons, portable armor-piercing heavy crossbows, close-range short weapons, tower shields that can shoot barbs, etc."

"A mighty barbarian warrior with such sophisticated equipment, it is no wonder that he is proud of his achievements."

Hyronte nodded and muttered: "This is only the second generation, and the specific role of the third-generation equipment is not very well understood, but it should only be slightly improved, and the appearance looks different, and the improvement should not be large." ”

"The first-generation and second-generation equipment you mentioned should be eliminated by the Bloodhoof Tribe to the four major tribes, even if they are eliminated and worn on ordinary barbarian warriors, it is also a great increase in combat effectiveness."

"However, no matter how powerful the Bloodhoof Tribe is, it can not play a big role in this kind of nearly a million legion battles."

Simba did not comment, the 100,000 advance army had just fled, so he did not dare to make a rash assertion.

Seeing that Simba didn't speak, Huron diverted the topic and said: "In less than half a day's march, we will reach the Great Chief Tribe, and after the Great Chief Tribe, we will reach the hinterland of the Savage Ancient Plains, according to my analysis, the next battle will either be in the Great Chief Tribe, or we will drive straight into the southern diocese's sphere of influence." ”

"Why do you say that?"

Huron took out a map of animal skins and handed it to Simba, and explained: "Although the Great Chief Tribe is not in the hinterland of the Barbarian Ancient Plains, for the 80,000 barbarians, it can be said that it is the center of the political power of the entire barbarians, even if the four major legions do not help, they will desperately resist us in the sphere of influence of the Great Chief Tribe." ”

"How sure are you?" Simba's eyes narrowed.

Huron shrugged his shoulders and said, "If it was before, it was ten percent sure, but if it is now, it is only thirty percent, or even less than thirty percent." ”

"Why do you say that?"

"Or because of the Bloodhoof Tribe, after the Bloodhoof tribe rose in the Great Wasteland, the presence of the Great Chief Tribe is getting lower and lower, if the Children of Chaos come forward to persuade other tribes, the 80,000 barbarians may give up the Great Chief Tribe, after all, the barbarians in the wasteland today have changed a lot."

"Then if we pass the Great Chieftain Tribe, they will let us drive straight into the southern diocese?"

Hurant nodded and said: "The four major legions can draw not many troops, seeing that they can't compete with the Beamon War Behemoth, they should choose to fight near the Holy Light Castle, at least the terrain there is favorable to defend and attack, which can reduce their casualties and consume our troops." ”

When Huron finished speaking, he opened his mouth to speak.

Simba smiled: "Huronte, don't worry, the Beast Emperor has instructed me, if it is really as you said that you can pass through the Great Chief Tribe unimpeded, I will transfer troops to attack the Fierce Beast Forest, you must know that the Bloodhoof Tribe is not only your mortal enemy, but also a thorn in the side of our Beamon, the Bloodhoof tribe with a large number of teleportation crystals is like a thorn in the back for us Beamon, and we have to get rid of it!" ”

Huron nodded heavily, and said excitedly: "If I can kill the Son of Chaos with my own hands, I am willing to take the lead for the Beamon army, no matter whether it is my Huron clan or the Great Pope who is blocking Beamon, God will block and kill God, even if I die, I will have no regrets!" ”

Hiront crotch. The lower Earth Walking Dragon, perhaps sensing its master's mood swings, raised its head and chirped into the air.

Huronte, who was blood-colored because of excitement, suddenly felt a burst of blood rolling, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing Simba's confused face, Hiront forced a smile on his face and said, "It's just a recurrence of the old injury, it's not in the way." ”

Simba snorted, not paying attention.

He knew that Hyronte had suffered a Holy Light spell on his back last time before the advance army fled, but he didn't expect that he hadn't healed yet.

Huronte, on the other hand, had a bitter word, and Orpheus had been in unbearable pain when a shot of holy light hit him in the back.

It's not the physical pain, it's the pain that comes from the soul.

Before that, he didn't know that the Holy Son Orpheus, who had always been gentle and slightly thin, actually had the cultivation of a Holy Light Magi.

Under the arrangement of the Beamon Beast Emperor, the witch doctor in the Shabak Imperial City tried his best to treat it, but in the end he was helpless, or Huron himself forcibly damaged his fighting spirit cultivation and overdrew the essence of life, which barely suppressed the holy light magic element in his body.

Now on Huronte's must-kill list, in addition to Allen, there is another Orpheus.

Perhaps it was the Holy Father who was obsessed with Huronte, who was at the forefront of the 300,000 vanguard army, suddenly saw a familiar figure.

After a teleportation crystal hidden under the sand and stone was activated, a portal was erected in an instant, and Orpheus walked out with a Dark Moon Leopard Shi Shiran, less than a thousand yards away from the army of Beamon orcs, with a fearless face.

(Little sister weakly begged for a cheer.,Since I wrote the male frequency.,The reality has been about to become a female man.,Now I want to slap anyone who doesn't like it.。。。 ）