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Red was the front, and many mercenaries followed, pouring into the tribal army camp like a tidal wave.

The sound of killing shook the sky, the shouts were terrifying, reflected in the firelight, Wang Xiaotian watched all this expressionlessly.

The troops pouring into the battalion have accounted for one-third of the artillery army, and more than a dozen mercenary groups have fiercely rushed into the station, and nearly 10,000 people have been in a large melee, among which the tribal army that finally broke out of the garrison has all died under the hands of the Tuqi Banner Regiment and several long-range mercenary groups.

There were shouts of killing everywhere, and in such a large-scale melee, even the most clever commanders could not effectively organize a counterattack, and all the orcs in different costumes became the targets of each other's attacks, and the tribal army, which had purchased a large amount of equipment from White Horse City, was buried in the camp tents.

"It's over! The Dark Shield Tribe is over!"

A subsidiary tribe of the three major tribes, known as the strongest shield in the Northern Wilderness, Tiaker, the general of the Dark Shield Tribe, was covered in blood and held a war hammer tightly, and he was surrounded by orc mercenaries with anger flashing in their eyes.

At Tiakr's feet, several of his most loyal warriors all fell to the ground, and almost every Dark Shield Warrior had four or five spears stuck in his body, or had been slashed countless wounds, and the shield was called the strongest rock in his hand, and in such a scuffle, the shields in his hands were drowned out by orcs from all directions without playing their due role at all.

"Kill him!"

I don't know which mercenary shouted, and the orcs with swords and spears flew up violently.

Tiakir, who knew that he was in danger of escaping, was also brave, worthy of being the commander of the dark shield, and a war hammer was swung, and he instantly knocked away several orcs in the front, picked up a shield in his hand, held the shield in his left hand, and held a hammer in his right hand, shouting, Tiakr launched a counter-charge like a brave knight.

But no warrior can resist a tidal wave of enemies.

Killed one enemy, two more appeared, broke up a group, and pounced on a bunch of them, spears and blades slashed at the head and face, until they rushed out of a distance of 100 meters, and Tiakr's feet were full of bones.

With a spear in his chest, bleeding from his left shoulder and multiple stab wounds in his back, Tiakr fell to one knee panting.

He knew, the Tribal Army, it was over!

The corners of his mouth were bitter, he knew the plot of his old boss Blood Axe Tribe, in order to achieve the goal of dominating the Northern Wilderness, Blood Axe and Phantom did not hesitate to collude with the humans of White Horse City to send many orc mercenary groups that threatened several major tribes to be cannon fodder.

Listening to the sound of the battle in his ears, Tiakr seemed to see a pair of invisible hands, tearing open this great web intertwined by many forces, unexpected surprise attacks, connecting contradictory mercenaries, igniting the anger of mercenaries, Tiakr seemed to have seen several major tribes on the verge of destruction......

Poof!

Just as his thoughts were racing, a young orc mercenary gritted his teeth and rushed forward with resentment in his eyes, and the sword was slashed, and Tiakre's blood splattered, and the exhausted leader became one of the corpses on the ground.

......

Listening to the sound of shelling from the rear, Wang Xiaotian realized that Weitan was not willing to be lonely, and they were about to act.

"Pass the order, the whole army breaks through, don't fall in love!"

Wang Xiaotian immediately made a decision, at this time, the two sides who were caught in the melee were actually following the arrow of Red, with Wang Xiaotian's order, Redt continued to charge, and the mercenaries in the rear consciously followed.

Bloody night, murderous lurks.

Wang Xiaotian didn't want the tribal army to destroy the orcs, if the tribal army was really defeated, next, the three human legions in the rear would have to face these three Vitan legions.

And without the support of the tribe, the Violet Legion in the Northern Wilderness is simply full of enemies, and when the time comes, Vitan will be profitable, which will lead to the defeat of Violet, which is not what Wang Xiaotian wants to see.

After all, in Wang Xiaotian's opinion, the current chaotic situation of Violet is his best chance for development, and he needs gold coins and materials to develop the alliance, which is indispensable for the help of human beings.

A strong Vitan, compared to a chaotic violet, Wang Xiaotian would definitely prefer to maintain this chaotic situation.

Therefore, in this case, the tribal army can only lose, not be destroyed.

If the Blood Axe tribes lose, they will rely more on the power of the Violet nobles, and those Northern Wilderness mercenaries will be more hostile to the nobles and these big tribes, and in this sharp confrontation situation, the Greystone Alliance in the south will become the best ally of the Northern Wilderness mercenaries.

Even, taking it a step further, Violet and Vitan confronted each other at Gakaris, and the surprise forces in the rear bypassed the mountain area and attacked the rear of Vitan.

In this way, Vitan, who urgently needs to shrink the battlefield, will inevitably sit at the negotiating table with Violet, and take advantage of the royal family's negotiations with Vitan, the royal family will benefit, and the western earl can also take advantage of the situation to transfer back to the black devil and suppress Felix's Maple Leaf family.

When the time comes, the Earl of the West regains control of the West, and the royal family also benefits from Vitan, and only the dispensable Maple Leaf family becomes a victim of politics.

The more I think about it, the more palpitating it becomes, once such a situation happens.

After the return of the western earl, there will inevitably be a great purge, and the Boer city occupied by Wang Xiaotian will not be much better at that time.

......

"Breakout, breakout!"

As the sound of the breakout resounded in the camp, the two sides of the melee gradually began to separate, the mercenaries wanted to break through and evacuate, get rid of the fate of cannon fodder, and the tribal army on the opposite side suffered too heavy casualties, and also wanted to distance themselves from the mercenaries and crush them with equipment.

Wang Xiaotian, escorted by the Ink Blade Warrior, quickly passed through this battlefield.

Dawn was approaching, and he was about to cross the battlefield.

"It's almost a success!"

Holding back the agitation in his heart, Wang Xiaotian took a deep breath and walked through the battlefield in a low-key manner.

This couldn't help but be excited in his heart, after all, this was not just about crossing a battlefield, but more importantly, he Wang Xiaotian was going to break the game.

Successfully rescuing the cannon fodder fate of these mercenary groups is very important to Wang Xiaotian.

As the saying goes, the sea is wide and the fish jumps, and the sky is high for the birds to fly.

Once these mercenaries get rid of the persecution of several big tribes and reach the realm of the Northern Wilderness, they will be like loaches, and it will be difficult for them to be caught.

And at that time, even if Violet wins and unites these mercenary groups, Wang Xiaotian will be able to hold back the Black Devil and other legions, which will give the Greystone Alliance time to deal with the return of the next earl.

......

"Bill, my lord's order, withdraw!"

After receiving Wang Xiaotian's order, Tucci and the other troops also began to slowly withdraw, mixed in the Saddam mercenary group arranged by Wang Xiaotian to respond, while watching Vitan, Tucci and the others also began to slowly approach the melee troops in front.

Not long after they retreated, there was movement in the Vitan camp.

"My lord, the power of the sacrificial totem on the orc camp has automatically dissipated!"

A middle-aged man who looked like a mage said calmly to Plant, as the court mage of Vitan, the middle-aged Hogan's status in this war has always been very transcendent.

"We've probed with the Mage's Eye, and the one on the other side of Gakaris is indeed in a scuffle!"

Hearing the mage's words, Plant's expression was shocked, he waved his big hand, and decisively ordered: "The Mountain Legion is the vanguard, the Canglong Legion responds to it, and Ed's hurricane weapon you carry is ready for fire support at any time!"