The Western Prairie Great-Lord Ranri Dolan watched in silence at his busy men, who were carefully placing the last bag of 200 Horcruxes in the trench he had dug beforehand.

Ward's Boss won't know how long they've been preparing for today, and what a great sacrifice they've made.

Each of these fist-sized green horcruxes represents the essence of 10,000 people, including flesh and soul.

Using a rare mineral called Taisheng Stone produced in the Grassland Holy Land, he gave his whole through a special ritual to transform all the life essence into this special energy, and finally formed this spherical Horcrux.

And this time he brought a full 100 bags, which means that in the past ten years, 200 million grassland people have accumulated with devotion to the god Rando, and the awe and love for the grassland Tianxun Olinga willingly.

Since the last Great War, the steppe people have reluctantly found that even with their huge population and strong troops, they still cannot overcome the shackles of time and distance, and can only finally drink their hatred under the three major military cities.

I have to admit that the Wards, who in every way look completely different from the steppe people, are worthy of their prestige as sons of the god of war, and every adult warrior is a terrifying killing machine on the battlefield, not to mention those high-ranking knights who are like demigods, looking strong and invincible.

Every steppe warrior is a good boy, the best rider and herdsman, but in the face of these Warders whose name is as terrible as their name, these lads can only helplessly fill with their own lives, ten if one does not work, and a hundred if ten fails.

Each chosen warrior was ready and knew what they were going to do, but sacrifice was not the end of their lives, but the beginning of another journey.

The god Rondo would bless them into their ideal kingdom of heaven, where they had everything they could have dreamed of, wealth, pastures, livestock, and beautiful maidens.

But there really is no better way for the steppe people to do it.

Just ten years ago, the amazing and talented Ran Ri Dolan, who was only thirty years old, crossed the threshold that had been closed for a long time, and finally became a fourth-order awakener, and after a certain qualitative change in his natural ability, Tianxun Ollinger saw some hope, so he personally took action to eliminate or appease his former division commanders and colleagues, and promoted him to the great Xun of the Western Grassland.

From that day on, the fate of Ranri Doran changed radically, and the cursed fate of the steppe people ushered in a new turn.

The strength of the steppe people is indeed large enough, they can easily organize millions or even tens of millions of troops, but in the same way, the area of the grassland is also infinitely wide.

It would take several years to get from the easternmost sea to the westernmost mountains, and the amount of food consumed was astronomical, and no tribe could afford to spend so much food and livestock, especially for the extremely unproductive steppe people.

So every few years in a major campaign, they will not be able to organize more than 20 million troops.

Even so, it will greatly damage the vitality of the various tribes of the western and southern grasslands near the southwest border, and become the target of annexation in the next round of recuperation.

Over time, under the vicious circle, even under the powerful bullet pressure of Tianxun Ollinger, it is often impossible to mobilize such a huge force.

In order to make up for this shortcoming, and because they saw hope, they formulated this plan that spanned more than ten years under the coordination of Tianxun Ollinger.

According to the plan, the southern grassland is responsible for opening the passage of the Bishan Mountain Range, and is responsible for attacking Gaokan City from two ways, and the time of opening the passage is the node of the general attack.

The Western Steppes under the leadership of Randolan were responsible for providing all the forces to attack Brandor and Verladi, and he was to penetrate deep into the heart of the Wardsmann Empire to start the plan.

The Eastern Grasslands were responsible for providing at least half of the supplies, and together with the Northern Grasslands, they organized countless followers to sacrifice themselves and complete the production and accumulation of Horcruxes.

The twenty thousand Horcruxes laid out in front of him, each with the imprint of his own imprinted ability, just waiting for the final moment to come.

And the spatial coordinates contained in the few huge spirit stones brought from the three cities of the Waldersman Empire will form a solid barrier, opening a huge spatial gate in front of him, connecting this plain with the depths of the grassland separated by tens of thousands of kilometers.

This is one of the reasons why he chose this place in the end, because it is the middle ground between the three cities, and the terrain is flat and open, which is very suitable for gathering and dispersing the passing troops here in time.

There, at this moment, more than 30 million elite steppe warriors are ready to go, just waiting for his movement here.

It's just a pity that the original plan to raid Gaokan City died unexpectedly, not only did it not liberate the strong forces of the southern grasslands, but he also took his own sister and brother-in-law for this purpose.

The loss of a loved one is painful, but if you have to sacrifice for the future of the steppe people, it is also a price that must be spent.

However, he did not obtain the spirit stone buried deep under the temple of Gaokan City, and after receiving the letter from his sister and brother-in-law before his death, the remaining troops also made him not confident to take Vila Di City and Gaokan City in succession.

It took him too much time to gather the follow-up forces, and after hesitating for a long time, he finally chose to replace them with the two second-grade spirit stones of Ferretti City and Nopua City, which made his heart full of unwillingness and anxiety.

This gap cannot be completely made up by collecting more small spirit stones in the township, because the size of the portal that finally opens is determined by the volume of the smallest of the three.

But neither time nor troops allowed him to delay any longer.

As they approached the middle of December, the coldest part of the year was about to begin, his men told him that a goose-feather snow was about to fall, maybe a day, maybe two or three days, when the temperature dropped by tens of degrees Celsius and the roads covered with snow would be their worst enemy.

And the cost of tens of millions of warriors gathered together is staggering, and every day that exceeds it means that a tribe of millions of people may not survive until next spring.

So, he couldn't wait, he had to start anyway, even if it cost his life.

Although it is unknown who helped him open the defenses of Brando, Ranridolan believes that it is the god Rondo who is caring for his people, so that they can escape the cursed grassland and find a new home in their lifetime.

In the blink of an eye, the last Horcrux had been placed, and a large and two smaller spirit stones had been placed on top of the specially made triangular door frame.

The gantry was erected straight above the ground, this was only its rudimentary form, once his ability began to operate, the three spirit stones would be transformed into pure energy, and the process was irreversible, and no one could stop or interrupt it.

And the duration of this portal will be determined by the energy contained in these Horcruxes in the eyes of the ground array.

According to the results of previous experiments, it is estimated that it will last at least more than three days, and in these three days, there are enough 30 million steppe warriors to gallop across this vast land and set off countless killings.

After all, he knew very well that after nearly a month of life-and-death fighting, the current southeastern province of the Wardsman Empire, except for a few large cities near the capital Galost, had no strength left to resist their attack.

Even with the intervention of the Divine Temple, he believed that the three major military cities destined to be reduced to ruins would no longer be a nightmare for their steppe people in the future, providing the Wards with the slightest protection.

The entire southeastern border will become a hunting ground for them to come and go freely.

Every Ward's life is precious, and as long as a ten-year war of attrition is carried out, with the fertility rate and population base of the steppe people, it will inevitably bring about a series of chain reactions.

After being freed from the Cursed Lands, their physical fitness will return to their previous levels, and they will also occupy a large area of rare mineral deposits in the Southeast, not to mention the machinery and equipment that can bring huge productivity gains.

There is no shortage of intelligent people among the steppe people, but as a region forgotten by the temple, all new technology is locked down to them.

As long as this blockade is broken and new knowledge is obtained, it is believed that it will not be long before a new and powerful steppe empire will rise in this vast land under the leadership of the god Ollinger.

Ran Ri Doran stood in the middle of the circle of arrays, directly in front of the door frame, and the sound of the cold wind howling in winter was in his ears, but his heart had never been so hot.

He took a few deep breaths and said to himself that the time had come, that this long and great plan had finally come to this moment.

He opened his awakening, and the whole world instantly became different in his eyes.

The world was no longer colored, only black and white lines and patches, and the three brightest spirit stones before had now become the darkest caves, seemingly swallowing up all the light around them.

He used his spiritual power to communicate the soul imprint left in the Horcrux beforehand, and resonated with it with the amplitude of the maximum multiple.

With a loud bang in his mind, the spherical Horcrux shattered into countless tiny pieces and fell to the ground.

And a ball of light flashing with colorful colors appeared in front of Ranri Dolan's eyes, and he used his powerful spiritual power to control this ball of light and make contact with the three spirit stones.

In the next moment, three black hole-like spirit stones connected the energy on this ball of light, and began to swallow up little by little, and a colorful knot appeared in the center of the triangle.

As the energy on the ball of light was quickly sucked into the spirit stone, the node became larger and larger.

When the last trace of energy on the ball of light was exhausted, the Horcruxes piled up in the ten arrays around here also began to explode in chains.