"Is this the Eastern Saint Army of the human race?"

On the border line, the Spirit Clan Army and the Eastern Saint Army faced each other, and the three Spirit Beast Kings stared at the 300,000 Eastern Saint Army who were waiting for them, and the Ling Mi led by them couldn't help but murmur.

Yuan Gong was on the side, glanced at the formation of people on the opposite side, but his eyes did not fluctuate, and he said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "This is the Eastern Holy Army, I don't know how they compare with the Southern Holy Army in the eyes of the Beastmaster?"

"Southern Saint Army...... Just a puddle of mud. ”

"Huh?" Yuan Gong was stunned for a moment, not understanding the meaning of coming over for a while.

"After fighting with the Southern Saint Army for three years, the Spirit Clan Army has barely advanced an inch, but it has not retreated at all, this is not because the strength of the two armies is equal, but the purpose of their battle is different from ours. We want to invade the territory of the Human Empire, but the Southern Saint Army just wants to stop us, they don't think about defeating our Spirit Army, it's like a puddle of mud that is difficult to walk on, as long as we stay on the border, that's enough. ”

"I see, is it muddy? The Beastmaster is really aptly described!" Yuan Gongxuan looked suddenly enlightened, and then wondered: "Then this Eastern Holy Army, is there any difference between them?"

"The Eastern Saint Army is a row of wooden thorns. ”

"Wood thorns?"

Yuan Gong's eyes narrowed, he was really surprised by this description, and couldn't help but glance in the direction of the Eastern Saint Army again.

"It's the same blocking, but the Southern Saint Army just wants to stop us with the uncomfortable feeling that it is difficult to advance, and the Eastern Saint Army ...... They wanted to prick the foot of the Spirit Army and keep us from advancing. ”

The voice sounded like a fantasy, obviously close at hand, but ethereal as if it was on the horizon.

However, Yuan Gongxuan heard a touch of solemnity.

At this time, the Beast King Lingci spoke: "There is a breath, it is very powerful!"

"Yes, it's the breath of a human powerhouse. Lingrong also nodded in agreement.

Yuan Gongxuan's thoughts turned in his heart, and he said: "According to the information we have obtained from reconnaissance, the leader of the Eastern Saint Army of the human race came to the Xuanwu Domain in person at the beginning of the year, if nothing else, the breath that the Beast King felt should be changed to the commander of the Eastern Saint Army, the head of the tiger!"

Tiger Head!

These two words made the aura of spiritual magnetism and spiritual fusion instantly surge, and it seemed that he hoped to face the tiger head face to face and start a strong battle between people and barbarians.

But Ling Yu spoke: "Restrain a little, this is not a holy land, the battle situation is important!"

The spirit magnetism and spirit melt were shocked, and the breath weakened.

At this time, Ling Mi suddenly asked, "You said that there are no reinforcements for this Eastern Saint Army?"

Yuan Gongxuan knew that it was he who was asking, and hurriedly replied: "Yes, according to the news I sent back, the new human army in the mountain should have come down the mountain at this moment, and intercepted the reinforcements of the Eastern Saint Army in the middle section, and it is impossible for these people in front of them to get assistance in a short period of time!"

"Really?"

The spatial anomaly formed by the three beast kings was constantly changing, setting off the spirit army in a very strange way, and all the brute beasts were staring at the Eastern Saint Army in front of them and howling, as if they were staring at delicious food.

"Then, this thorn should be pulled out!"

Woowoo woo –

The strange battle horn sounded, the magnetic cloud spread in an instant, the earth churned like lava magma, and with countless Spirit Race brute beasts, it launched a surprise attack towards the Eastern Holy Army!

"Fight!"

"Defend the Empire!"

In the midst of the howling and shouting, the Eastern Saint Army launched a formation and started the first confrontation with the Spirit Clan.

......

As the owner of Phosphorus Fire Town, Shibasaki Saburo feels that his life is useless.

Since he was intimidated by unknown people in the room four years ago, the title of town lord has become more and more false for Shibasaki Saburo, and the cooperation with the unknown forces in the Quman Mountains has become a handle in the hands of people, and he has begun to become a channel for those mysterious people to communicate with each other, on the surface he is still the lord of a town, but in fact, he has no control over Phosphorus Fire Town at all.

Then the battle began, after the battle of the White Tiger Domain for half a year, the Eastern Saint Army unexpectedly went south, making Shibasaki Saburo think that he had brought a turnaround, and things were just as he thought, after the appearance of the Eastern Saint Army, those mysterious people who held his handle all disappeared.

At that moment, he felt an unprecedented sense of ease, but it didn't take long for ease to turn into powerlessness.

After tens of thousands of troops settled in the town, all the power of his town lord was hollowed out in a blink of an eye, and he did it more thoroughly than those mysterious people before, except for the name of the town lord, he had nothing at all, and even a sergeant of the East Saint Army was inferior.

The three-year puppet life finally came to an end a few days ago - the Eastern Saint Army received the news that the Spirit Army had invaded the border, and began to assemble a large army to prepare to resist the attack.

Within a few days, all the Eastern Saint Army in Phosphorus Fire Town had evacuated, leaving Shibasaki Saburo with an empty Phosphorus Fire Town.

Although almost all of the town defenders were incorporated into the army by the Eastern Saint Army, and there were not a few sergeants left for him in a huge third-level town, Shibasaki Saburo was still relieved, because as long as the Eastern Saint Army left, then this phosphorus fire town could finally return to the era when he was the town lord.

This kind of life is the life that the town owner should live!

Such emotion lingered in Shibasaki Saburo's heart for a long time, and he stood on the top floor of the town lord's pavilion overlooking the scenery of this side of the phosphorus fire town, and his heart was as calm as if he had become an immortal.

The next moment, a hand knocked him out of the mortal world.

It was indeed a hand, a palm large enough to cover the sky, swept over his head, smoothing the spire of the town lord's pavilion directly, and the hurricane that caused even Shibasaki Saburo tore off half of his hair, but the pain of the hair roots leaving his scalp could not get him out of the terrifying shadow behind his eyes.

Demon!

Shibasaki Saburo swore that what he saw was definitely a demon, the height comparable to the town lord's pavilion, the hideous appearance like a bull, and the picture of dancing with eight arms and the rotation of the blood axe, all of which made him tremble.

Then, he watched the eight-foot tall troll shrink in front of him, turning into the man in the cloak in front of him, Shi Shiran walked to the stone seat that should have been the town lord to sit in, and sat down calmly.

"You're Saburo Shibasaki, right?"

The demon's voice was a little muffled, but it was young to hear.

"When we meet for the first time, I'm a demon, you can call me...... Qiao Ximing. ”

At that moment, he understood one thing - Phosphorus Fire Town, which changed hands again.

......

"Pinos?"

In the town lord's pavilion with a broken roof, Shibasaki Saburo stood behind the man hidden in the cloak with a shivering voice, listening to him repeat the name of one of the six generals of the Eastern Saint Army that he had told him, and that deep voice made his heart extremely cold as ice.

It was only two days before the departure of the Eastern Saint Army, and the demon seemed to have pinched the time to come to Phosphorus Fire Town, destroying half of the Town Lord's Pavilion with an unobtrusive attitude, and then flatly announcing that Phosphorus Fire Town had become his possession, and after that, Phosphorus Fire Town became a lonely town that could not be entered or exited.

Shibasaki Saburo didn't know whether he should feel happy or not, because judging from the news he had heard, all the town owners in the town where the demon appeared before had died, and the big clans in the town had also been destroyed, but at the moment, the demon didn't seem to have this plan for the phosphorus fire town.

In other words, he is the only town lord who has seen the true face of the demon, but survived.

You must know that among all the third-level towns and cities, because of the particularity of Phosphorus Fire Town, Shibasaki Saburo can be said to be the weakest town lord in cultivation, but he survived in front of the demon, and this kind of thing will only make people feel ridiculous to say it.

But the demon not only didn't kill him, but also left him in the town lord's pavilion, looking at his appearance, it seems that he wants to keep him as a puppet like the mysterious man before.

However, although Shibasaki Saburo understood the demon's intentions, he still didn't dare to resist, because ...... He is Saburo Shibasaki.

"Yes, the person responsible for leading the tens of thousands of Eastern Saint troops outside the town is General Pinos, one of the six generals of the Eastern Saint, who is responsible for escorting the follow-up supplies under the military order of the Tiger Head...... The Spirit Clan Army in the south is attacking, and if there are no such supplies, the Eastern Saint Army may, may ......"

"You might be defeated by the Spirit Army, right?"

Qiao Ximing looked down at the chessboard in front of him, which belonged to Shibasaki Saburo, the situation on the chessboard was weak, and the whole army could be wiped out at any time, but he stretched out his index finger and gently put it on one of the black chess pieces, and at the same time indifferently picked up Shibasaki Saburo's words, that tone, as if the Eastern Saint Army was a chess piece in his hand that could be pushed down by him at any time.

He didn't knock it down, though.

"Don't worry, the Eastern Holy Army will not be defeated, they still have the value of existence. He raised his finger and pinched the chess pieces instead: "Knowing that he couldn't beat it, he sent 300,000 troops to death in vain, thinking that the tiger leader who was the commander of the Eastern Saint Army shouldn't be able to do it, ......right?"

The pieces are moved a few squares and repositioned on the board.

"As bait, they can still survive. ”

Bait?

Shibasaki Saburo was shocked in his heart, because Qiao Ximing's tone was too big - with the 300,000 Holy War Army of the Empire, including the Tiger Head, one of the most powerful people in the Empire, as bait, how could this kind of thing be something that ordinary people could do.

Qiao Ximing looked at the moved chess piece, although the situation on the chessboard had changed slightly, the weakness of black chess was still obvious, not to mention the general white chess.

His eyes flickered, and instead of staring at the chessboard, he turned to look at Saburo Shibasaki.

"As for that General Pinos......"

Saburo Shibasaki had a faint feeling that something was wrong.

"He's better stay here!"

Knock knock!

There was a knock on the door of the council room, and then Tuoba Yu, who was dressed in red, walked in, and after glancing at Shibasaki Saburo who was cowering beside her, she walked to Qiao Ximing's side.

"Joe, the man of the mountains, has arrived. ”