That meadow was considered a piece of bad luck that had been poured for eight lifetimes, and in an instant, it was burned into a white ground by the aura of flames.

"My name is Banitans! It is the great Red Dragon of the Ancients, with the power to burn everything........ I command! Open the passage to summon my legions! Let the flames descend on this world! ”

After a long and stinky chant of the red dragon Baritans, Zhou Mingyue immediately felt an extremely powerful magic power emerging from the red dragon Baritans, and that magic power was condensed in an instant, and then a deep and dark spatial crack was torn open on the grass!

This fills the air with a high-pitched, piercing whistling sound.

Zhou Mingyue knew that it was the spatial vibration caused by the instability of the space after the space was torn apart.

Soon, a pair of giant hands covered by flames stretched out the spatial crack, grabbed the spatial crack, and then exerted force, the flame burned along the spatial crack, and the spatial crack was shocked, and finally formed a space gate with a diameter of more than ten meters.

Then the owner of the Flame Giant Hand stepped out of the spatial door.

It was a flame giant over twelve meters tall!

And the flame giant who stepped out of the space door was a prime-age red dragon with a body size of more than thirty meters!

But that's just the beginning.

A series of fire-type creatures, such as Flame Giants, Red Dragons, Large Fire Elementals, Lava Spirits, Flame Hyena People, Fire Crows, and more, continue to emerge from the space portal.

Sure enough, it's a veritable Ancient Dragon Legion!

There was really a legion hidden behind the spatial door.

There were more than five red dragons that stepped out of the space gate alone, and their size was no less than that of the red dragons produced by the war half-plane, and even larger.

As for the Flame Giant, there were more than ten of them, and as for the large fire elementals, lava spirits, together they were hundreds of them.

And the largest number are the Flame Hyena People, the Fire Raven.

Now there are more than a thousand flame hyena people alone, and the fire crows densely cover half of the slopes of the volcano, and even Zhou Mingyue doesn't know how many.

Sure enough, it was a legion.

It turns out that the meaning of this ancient dragon army is here!

"Attack!"

When Zhou Mingyue was sighing, the ancient red dragon Banistan gave the order to march.

The next moment, densely packed with more than 10,000 fire crows took the lead in taking off into the air, like a red cloud, and took the lead along the mountain range, pointing directly at the direction of the barbarian army.

The Fire Crows were followed by more than a thousand Flame Hyena People, who were not very large, only one person tall, but when they wielded the Flame Chain Mace, they gave people an extremely strong feeling.

After that, the large fire element grabbed the lava spirit and soared into the air, chasing after dozens of meters above the ground.

However, the dozen or so flame giants chased after them, and their steps were very fast, and it didn't take long for them to pass the flame hyena people and rush behind the fire crows.

As for the red dragon Barnistan, he bowed his huge head towards Zhou Mingyue at this time: "Great Lord, please sit here, Banistan will go back as soon as he goes." ”

The old and quaint voice fell, and the huge ancient red dragon immediately flapped its wings and soared into the air, like a red light rushing towards the other side of the mountain.

Well, when Zhou Mingyue heard Barnistan's words, he had some familiar feelings.

Well, it's like in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Guan Yu warms wine and kills Huaxiong.

Go and go back!

Presumably the strength has reached a certain level, and they all have such confidence.

Although Zhou Mingyue did not go with him to watch the battle, the shadow assassins who were lurking around the barbarian army were able to relay the news back.

The barbarian chief Han Da Khan Dong rode on the back of a spotted tiger, his eyes were a little red, and the anger in his heart could not be suppressed.

A minor chieftain was killed along with hundreds of elite warriors, the first of his reign in the Horde.

The loss is too great!

Although the Khan Dong tribe has a population of more than 10,000 and an elite of more than 3,000, the barbarians' ability to reproduce is much lower than that of humans.

A loss like this equates to months without a newborn born.

After all, the elite is not so easy to train.

Six little chiefs rode wild bulls and followed behind the big chief Han Da Khan Dong, some looked into the distance with dull eyes, some lowered their heads and lowered their eyes, with a small calculation in their hearts, and some looked at Han Da Khan's back with adoring eyes.

The ancients were hundreds of people, all kinds of people.

There are many people, and all kinds of people will emerge with personalities.

Barbarians may not have the same complex personality as humans, but they are always intelligent creatures.

However, acting as a small chief in a tribe of 10,000 people, the temptation of interests, power, and so on is no less than that of a small human country.

Let's put it this way, the people in the Khan Dong tribe are not evenly matched.

Of course, as long as this big chief is still there, these little chiefs with their own thoughts naturally dare not jump out to fight for power and profit.

But what if Han Da Khan Dong is gone?

More than a thousand elite warriors mixed with three thousand ordinary warriors formed the military force of the Khan Dong tribe on this trip.

Compared to those little chiefs who have their own thoughts, these grassroots warriors don't have so much thought, they worship Han Da Khan, they believe that as long as Han Da Khan Dong is there, then they can destroy all enemies!

"Look! Burn the clouds! ”

A little chieftain who was sitting on the back of a brute bull and marching a little bored, smiled and pointed into the distance, reminding the other little chief.

"At this time, it is rare to see burning clouds."

The relationship between the two little chiefs should be good, so the other little chief also looked up with a smile.

But the next moment, his face changed, his mouth opened wide, and his tongue flicked vigorously in his mouth: "Enemy attack!" ”

Just after he shouted the enemy attack, the burning clouds in the distance came closer.

The sharp-eyed barbarian warriors all saw it, where was the fire cloud, but a dense bird with flames burning on its body!

Well, there are probably no such creatures as crows in this world, so they can only classify such unseen creatures as birds.

The Great Chief Han Da Khan came back to his senses from his anger, and took the lead in lifting the giant axe hanging from the waist of the Spotted Tiger, and with a clamp between his legs, he drove the Spotted Tiger towards the red cloud.

Seeing the big chiefs rushing out, those little chiefs also grabbed their weapons one after another, driving the war beasts to follow, but those barbarian warriors who marched on their legs alone were more than a step slower, and in an instant, they opened a considerable distance from the chiefs.

After ten breaths, the distance between the two sides was reduced to less than 100 meters, and the Great Chief drove the Zebra to leap more than ten meters, and then kicked the back of the Zebra Tiger with both legs, and rushed towards the group of fire crows.