This was Tanan's second return to his homeland, and the desert was blowing his familiar scorching whirlwind.

The last time he returned, his army lost its armor and suffered heavy losses, but this time, history will not repeat itself.

In exchange for acknowledging West's status as king and helping him clear out dissidents, Tanan brought almost half of Tartagria's army with him, including fifteen Ultimate Hydras and ten adult Hydras to join his ranks, as well as a large number of Wyverns and Brute Bulls.

If the swamp people had used these armies to fend off his attack, the outcome was still unknown, and unfortunately the intrigue used all their wisdom and courage, but when the Behemoth of Beamon came knocking, the cowardly beast tamers did not even dare to refuse.

There are no heroes after Tuze, this is what Tanan said at the reception party where West picked him up, and the latter only dared to laugh when he heard it, and Tanan did not express any apologies after waking up, even as a nominal ally, but he never felt that West was qualified to talk to him on an equal footing.

After entering Krurod, the first thing to do was of course to attack, and the army of the Wizard King reoccupied the land, enslaving his people.

Tanan will get everything back, starting with the settlement of the stronghold in front of him.

"Your master has already made the move, hasn't he?"

Tanan didn't look back, but the captains behind him knew who he was talking to.

"Yes, Lord Tanan, at the same time that you are sending troops from Nyrel, my master has already set out from the Forest of the Dead, as agreed, and now his army should be under the siege of Hammondal, and he has sent me to assist you, if you need a staff officer. ”

A man wrapped in a black robe took Tanan's question and replied respectfully.

"A true warrior doesn't need stratagem. Tanan said disdainfully, although he had formed an alliance with that man, the death aura of the other party's body, which was disgusting to all living beings, was also difficult for him to accept.

If it weren't for the sake of teaching the Erathians a thorough lesson, he would never have let these necromancers come within ten paces of him.

Tanan drew his sword from his waist and pointed it at the opposite stronghold, and hundreds of trebuchets let out a dull roar to the loud trumpets of the soldiers.

Huge boulders roared and tumbled against the walls of the stronghold called the Beit League, or fell directly into the corridors of the castle towers or the houses behind them, and the scorching wind carried some bloody and miserable howls from afar.

The offensive began.

"Let these cowardly betrayers taste defeat!"

Gnison roared as he stood in front of the large ballista formation, and it was not the Warlock of Bracada who stood in front of them, but their fellow man, Jebacs, the eldest son of Duke Yunston-Plager.

Unlike Tanan, Plague has been a nobleman recognized by the Wizard King from the beginning, a family with a long history even among the barbarians, and its family origins can be traced back to the time of the barbarians' founding hero, Jagger, and Yunston is the sixth duke, and Jack Bass, who is now standing in front of Tanan, is ambitiously seeking to become the seventh Grand Duke of Plager.

Tanan had asked for help from Yunston at the beginning of his army, but the latter had no mercy in driving him out, but when he was defeated, he stabbed him in the back, so it was not wrong for Gnison and the others to call him a shameful traitor.

Jack Bass stood on top of the city with a gloomy face, when he was sent to this frontier by his father Plague VI, he thought it was his father's test and his own opportunity, in his perception Tanan had completely failed, as long as he could block the so-called barbarian hero in the border between Tataglia and Krurod, then his brothers and sisters would no longer be able to match his merits, so that the succession to the title would be assured.

But what he couldn't figure out anyway was that in just over half a year, Tanan had gathered a terrifying army again, although most of the warriors had been replaced by slaves and swamp people in chains, and there were military judges behind them with whips and long swords to drive away, but the army was the army, and in the face of the enemy as dense as locusts under the city, Jack Bass's self-confidence had already flown out of the clouds.

He only hoped that Tanan's attack would not be too fierce and that he would be able to hold out a little longer, so that when he escaped from the back of the city and returned to the city of Yog, he would have more reasons to explain when he faced his father's reprimands.

"Where's Baggis, let him push the logs up!" Jack Bass yelled at the warriors on the road to the city, ordering his chief captain to be found immediately.

In any case, the city still has to be defended, as a barbarian Jack Bass does not lack the courage to fight, if he is given the same amount of troops, he even dares to go out of the city to fight with the so-called barbarian heroes for a while, but when the gap between the enemy and me is too large, he can only choose to hold on carefully, as for the abuse of Gnison and others under the city, it is natural for him to ignore it.

The bravery in the face of the fanatic, the sadness of running away because of failure, all have to be tasted one by one, and only after the real man can be alone, Jack Bass always remembered what his father said, and was ready to taste this sadness later.

But until then, Shiva has a little more gift to give him.

As Jack Bass roared and urged the defenders to strengthen their defenses, Shiva descended on his head with a flock of Thunderbirds and Eagle Eagles, more than five meters long like the mounts of the mythical gods, their golden feathers reflecting the ruffled brilliance of the desert sun, and the Eagle Eagle following closely behind.

The heavy shadows brought by the flocks covered the sky, and when the giant birds began to slaughter, the city was soon filled with screams.

Like the eagle owl, the Thunderbird has a spear-like beak and blade-like claws that can easily pierce through the armor of orcs and ogres, while the Thunderbird also has another terrifying ability to summon thunder and lightning.

These huge birds have the same temper as their size, and if they encounter resistance when they attack, then the intense anger will cause them to start summoning thunderbolts, and the more thunderbirds there are, the higher the chance of summoning thunder and lightning, and the more terrifying the lethality.

And the strong vitality of the Thunderbird makes them not afraid of melee combat, which makes the enemy in the face of the fierce slaughter from the sky, but also carefully guard against the terrifying thunder that will fall from the sky at any time, so there has been a legend in the army of the barbarians, when the Beamon beast has not yet appeared, the Thunderbird is the king of this desert.

Shiva learned the lesson that Tuze had taught her this time, and no longer let the orc warriors ride on the back of the Thunderbird, so that she also had more room for free command, and under the control of the characteristic whistle, the Thunderbird swarm pounced on the soldiers at the head of the city again and again, and tore the soldiers defending the city into countless pieces in the roar of Jack Bass.

Fresh blood soon converged into a stream in the aisles of the city, and aside from the scattered counterattacks of the orc guards from Jack Bass, Shiva's troops faced little resistance, and even if the axes hit the Thunderbird or the Eagle Owl, they did not do much damage under the protection of their tough iron feathers, but made the Thunderbird's attack even more ferocious due to the rage.

"Mage, let the ogre come to the wall! support is needed here!" Jack Bass slashed the head of a large eagle that pounced on him with an axe, and the pure white brain and bright red blood splattered his face, but he still shouted at the wall with a hideous face.

The tentative attack he had hoped for did not come, and Tanan's army had launched the most fierce attack from the beginning, perhaps the other party had no intention of letting him return alive, he shouted hoarsely, but his footsteps slowly moved towards the road to the city.

Suddenly, a dense rain of arrows like locusts was thrown towards the city, and the cold arrow blades reflected a strange black light in the sunlight, obviously soaked in poison, Jack Bass saw this scene out of the corner of his eye, and he did not hesitate to pull an orc in front of him before he had time to dodge.

In the latter's incredulous gaze, Jack Bass felt a few distinct vibrations from the body in his hand, and a sharp arrow even pierced through the orc's back to the chest, almost hurting his palm.

The orc had a stream of black blood coming out of his mouth, and his eyes widened and he died, but before Jack Bass could rejoice in the rest of his life, there was a sudden loud roar at the gate beneath his feet, followed by cheers mixed with the roar of the Behemoth Beamon.

The gates of the city were breached.

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