The war that took place in the Weimar corridor was completely rewritten from this day on.

As always, Wren used his meteoric imagination to solve the danger from the Weimar corridor for the Empire and Her Majesty the Empress, and pushed the battle line directly under the Victory Pass, and now it was no longer the Empress Pars and the less useful Prime Minister Vito who needed to have a headache and nerve, but the Emperor Byron.

If Wren knocked on the victory pass, it meant that the army from the Orlando Empire could attack the hinterland of the Byron Empire anytime and anywhere, which was a fact that the Byron Emperor absolutely did not want to see, so he quickly mobilized another powerful race in the Byron Empire to hold the victory pass-the lion clan.

Leons are not as tall and as strong as the Minotaurs. It's not as fast as the Leopards, it's as elusive as an assassin. The Leons are a decent race, they have more strength than the leopards, they have faster speed than the Minotaurs, and most importantly, they still retain their "wild nature". Wildness is often one of the key conditions to distinguish between orcs and beasts in the Byron Empire, and the minotaurs have evolved to a high degree, they have gotten rid of wildness, and they can call themselves "orcs" in a grand manner.

But the Leon Clan is different, they have always followed the genes and inheritance in their bones, and never thought of eating cooked food, sitting at the table and drinking sweet wine, and letting their people get food by working in the fields. Since birth, they have been different from the vast majority of orcs of other races. They feed their children bloody beef, give them fresh deer blood, and when the lion cubs are a little older, they are sent into the jungle to hunt through their talents and instincts, and their food is their prey.

Adult leonions will even release dozens or more coyotes in the dense forest where the children are trained, and only the children who can finally come out alive will be recognized by the lion clansmen. As for those who can't get out, maybe their parents will be a little distressed, but they won't be distressed for long, because they will soon get pregnant and give birth to a new lion cub.

With each such training, the lion cubs who hunt the most coyotes will receive more attention and more resources, and they will become ready royals, and when they are needed, they will become royals. Of course, there are still many tests in this process, and not all the little lions can pass this level, but the little lions who have passed the level are definitely great members of the royal family after they grow up.

For example, Charlie the Lionheart, the old guy who was forced by Wren to tear off his clothes and return to the wild to flee wildly.

The brutal but superior education and growth mechanics of other races, as well as the fact that the lion people maintain their wild instincts, and because of their wild nature, the lion people are much better at breeding than the minotaurs and giants, which makes the lion tribe rank among the top ten in terms of population size.

It has to be mentioned here that the most populous people are the rat people, and they also retain a part of the primitive wildness, which allows them to give birth to seven or eight or more offspring in one litter. The swelling population is about to explode, and naturally many families can't support so many children, so they can only let these children go out and make their own way in their teens. This group of sneaky rat people is not well perceived by the outside world, and they always give the impression that they make a living as thieves, robbers, stolen goods merchants, and intelligence dealers.

However, the most interesting thing is that the Nezumi Dominion is right next to the Leon, and these Nezumi always have a way to get some food from the Leon, which also makes the Leonon furious.

"Honorable Patriarch, please send me to this battle. The Lionheart King was wearing a close-fitting dress, and his expression was extraordinarily solemn when he spoke, and there was hardly a trace of barbarism on his body.

The patriarch is the supreme ruler of the Leon Clan and the spiritual symbol of the Leo Clan, and below him are the members of the various royal clans, the most powerful of whom are given titles in praise of their dedication to the Leon.

The patriarch sat on a huge golden chair, each of the manes around his neck shining like silk made of gold. He is also the most powerful leo in the entire lion clan, he defeated the previous patriarch and sat in this position, and he will also be defeated by these lions under his command in the future, and the throne of the patriarch will be handed over to the lion. But he doesn't get upset or want to change anything, this is the rule that keeps the leon strong.

If it is like humans from father to son and son to grandchildren, I am afraid that the lion clan will soon follow the steps of those races that have decayed to the point of almost no existence, and become a meteor that will disappear in a flash.

The old patriarch stared at Charlie, who met his gaze without fear, his eyes full of fierce fighting spirit and earnestness. He needs revenge, and he needs to wash the stain off himself through war. The last time he fled back to Byron, some of the young male lions questioned his deedfulness to continue the title of Lionheart.

He desperately needed a victory to solidify his position and scare the damned young lion cubs.

Of course, revenge is also one of his considerations, which does not prevent him from having other ideas.

"There are two people in our clan that I like the most. The patriarch didn't say yes, nor did he say disagree, but said irrelevant things, "The first one is Charlie, Charlie is very smart, everyone knows this." In today's society and environment, strong force is sometimes not as good as a smart mind, and of course I don't want to say that force is not important. ”

"Force is equally important, because it's a guarantee that we won't become vassals of some group of damned guys. So in addition to Charlie, Quinn is also a young man I am very optimistic about, he has a lot of strength and his fighting style is also very exciting. ”

"I can't give any of you an accurate answer, because it's not in order, and you need to fight for it. Cha Li is going to guard the victory pass, so Quinn, are you willing to go?", the patriarch looked at a more muscular young male lion standing opposite Charlie.

The lion named Quinn nodded, and glanced disdainfully across Charlie's face.

In fact, the two have known each other since they were very young, and later they passed the experience together, standing out from hundreds of lion cubs. But as they continued to grow up, the views and ideas of both sides also took two different paths. Charlie believes that wisdom and knowledge can decide more things, while Quinn believes that as long as they are strong enough, no smart person can compete with Fist.

For this reason, the two used to fight often for a period of time because of differences in understanding.

It's not very accurate to say that there is a fight, to be precise, Charlie was pressed to the ground by Quinn and beaten wildly, and every time after beating Charlie, Quinn would ride on him and ask him if his wisdom was useful or if his fists were useful. Charlie was tempted to tell the fool that wisdom had unparalleled power, but every time he was knocked to the ground. Gradually, the two stopped talking, and they didn't even want to look at each other when they met, which also made them one of the representatives of the two mainstream ideas.

Martial arts, as well as wisdom.

"I don't need to be embarrassed by this guy who can blow him away even by the wind, I just need to go, and I'll teach the Desi how to treat the great lions and orcs with a good attitude. Quinn shook his shoulders, a trace of bloodlust appeared on his unruly face, he glanced at Charlie, and saw that Charlie still looked unhurried, and there was an evil fire in his chest in an instant, which burned his stomach, "This guy doesn't have to go, he can't fight himself and won't command others to fight, and it's a burden for a guy to go." ”

The patriarch was well aware of the discord between the two, and smiled, "I don't care who goes and who doesn't want to go, you two guys must go, and you have to learn to cooperate." I'm sure it's no coincidence that that guy named Wren was able to defeat the Legion of Giants, and you can't underestimate him, at least you're not much stronger than the Legion of Giants. The patriarch looked at Charlie, "Do you have any good ideas?", Charlie waved his hand as soon as he opened his mouth, stopping him from continuing, "If there is, show it to me!"

The two came out of the patriarch, Quinn shook his strong and thick shoulders, snorted coldly, squeezed Charlie aside with a squeeze of his nostrils facing the sky, and swaggered away under the arch of a group of young male lions.

Charlie, who was staggered by the squeeze, rubbed his shoulders and shook his head, in fact, he didn't blame Quinn, you can't expect a stupid pig to learn to play chess and want him to beat you, as long as he can honestly obey orders, then that's enough.

The next day, 6,000 lion warriors, led by Charlie and Quinn, rushed to support Victory Pass.

At this time, the defense of Shengli Pass was really miserable, and they finally stopped secretly laughing at Hoffman and his army of giants. At any time of the day, at any time, including in the middle of the night, it is possible to suddenly fly over a swarm of cans and light up the flames, so that everyone can not sleep well. During the day, the situation is even worse, the entire wall is burned, and even closer to the edge of the city wall, you can feel the heat wave coming from below, giving people a feeling of suffocation.

Wren never took the initiative to attack the city, he always used this way to stir the nerves of the defenders, so that they did not dare to be careless.

After about a week of confrontation at Victory Pass, Rennes finally waited for their chance.

Spring rains are important for crops and can affect the harvest of the year, but too much spring rain is not good because it is very cold.

The spring rain still carries the chill of winter, and too much rain will affect the growth of crops, but for Rennes, this is a huge opportunity!

Early in the morning, the sky was overcast, and the rolling dark clouds were like a huge lid covering the whole heaven and earth. Out of nowhere, Wren took out two bags full of red powder and handed them to Furman, "Mix the contents separately and mix them into all the canisters of kerosene, shake them evenly, and close them all." ”

This thing is actually not a mysterious thing, but it is estimated that there are not many in this world of low tide, this is the powder of the fire attribute crystal nucleus, after processing, the shape of the fire crystal nucleus powder can no longer stabilize the fire element to continue to compress the crystal dust, once these dust are heated, the rioting fire element will immediately destroy the outer coat of the crystal nucleus, releasing a huge amount of heat.

Combined with fish gelatin powder, the power of fire oil will be at least doubled.

The majestic victory level is definitely not something that can be overcome by conventional tactics, so Wren used a little physics knowledge that elementary school students know to destroy this level - thermal expansion and cold contraction!

Hundreds or even thousands of degrees of flames will burn the entire city wall red, once the rainstorm falls, the cold spring rain falls on the red-hot city wall, and the sudden temperature difference will make the city wall collapse quickly.

Furman meticulously carried out his task as Wren had ordered, and he found a man who could weigh and make sure that every tank of oil was filled with the same amount of red powder as he could. After thousands of jars and jars were added with red powder and shaken evenly, he found Wren to return to his life.

"From now on, make a throw every twenty minutes, the goal is the wall of Shengli Pass, don't take the initiative to hit the wrong place. Wren took a deep breath, and he suddenly felt the nervousness of a certain big guy at the beginning, as well as a trace of anticipation. After thinking about it, he walked directly back to the makeshift tent set up at the back of the group, and the moment he entered the tent, he left a sentence, "When it's raining, remember to wake me up, I need to take a break." ”

Furman carried out Wren's instructions well, and Urkus looked dazed, he wanted to ask Wren why he did this, but after thinking about it, he decided to witness it with his own eyes.

The ten years of history before the Great Destruction were almost completely destroyed, leaving no complete record, and this war Elkus was particularly looking forward to seeing how powerful these "ancients" were.

At least, he didn't come up with any good way to ruin this majestic level.

When the first oil tank smashed into the city wall, a large piece of fire oil splashed on the wall, and then more than 30 oil tanks were thrown into the wall of the city wall one after another. The Byronic soldiers standing on the walls were a little confused, did they hit the wrong place, or did they do it on purpose?

In the next second, the flames rose instantly, but this time the flames were different from the flames some time ago.

In the past, the flame was red after the oil was ignited, but this time the flame is white and the temperature is higher. Even if he was far away, he could faintly feel a wave of heat rising into the air, making Furman's face turn red two hundred meters away.

The Byronic soldiers who were still looking down on the city wall screamed in surprise and closed their eyes sharply, raised their heads and fell backwards, the heat wave instantly curled the hair on their faces into a ball, and some people were burned with two blisters on their faces because of the burning place!

What do these Gou Ri Desi want to do?!