"My lord, there is a woman outside, she claims to be the lieutenant of the coalition of the Phantom Tribe, and asks to meet your lordship. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" An inkblade warrior hurried over to report.

At this moment, Wang Xiaotian was dressed in military uniform, standing on the stone castle, his expression was stunned, and he immediately said, "Bring her over!"

"Yes!"

As the Inkblade Warrior turned around and left, the surviving orcs of the entire stone castle looked at the special Inkblade Warrior with complicated eyes.

There was fear, fear, and a hint of awe in his eyes.

The orcs of the Northern Wilderness only serve their fists.

The army brought by Wang Xiaotian left a deep impression on these orcs in the Northern Wilderness, whether it was those three minutes of bloody fighting, or the ruthless slaughter of the ink blade.

In the three-minute battle for the heights, Red's madness and the tragic temperament generated by the fierce collision directly shocked everyone, if the southern orcs before looked very harmless to humans and animals, but after three minutes of bloody battle, all the orcs realized that this is a ruthless army that will bite off one of your legs.

And the ink blade, in their opinion, is a black nightmare, mercilessly wielding a knife to kill, on the stone castle, no matter which mercenary group of people still dare not look directly at these black demons, because, these guys will swing their knives at you expressionlessly, that is real ruthlessness.

As the Inkblade Warrior ran up to the stone castle again, he quickly brought an orc and a female orc with him.

A delicate face is tattooed with delicate and strange orc patterns, black chain mail makes a metal crash sound as she walks, and her tall, bumpy figure is naturally reminiscent of a beautiful woman.

"You are the adjutant of the Phantom Tribe's coalition forces, may I ask what is the matter?" Wang Xiaotian looked very indifferent, and his tone was very dissatisfied.

In the first battle, he was very disappointed in the command of the Phantom Tribe, such a commander, not to mention greedy for merit, and in the face of defeat, he was ruthless in implementing military regulations, which made Wang Xiaotian very disappointed in all aspects of the timing of the battlefield.

In order to make up for this mistake, Wang Xiaotian lost a thousand lives, if the Phantom Tribe was really such a group of waste, he would even want to leave and withdraw the army.

"I am Timan of the Phantom Tribe, and here on behalf of the Phantom Tribe, I would like to express my sincere gratitude to my compatriots from the south!" said this, the female warrior with a fighting spirit bent down, and then she said: "I'm really sorry, our Commander Lane was not here in the morning, after learning the news, he has rushed back urgently, and specially ordered me to invite you to the camp to discuss some matters." ”

After receiving this invitation, Wang Xiaotian fell into deep thought.

At such an important moment, the Grand Commander of the Phantom Tribe, who was in charge of the western defense line, was not in the station, and there were too many things to consider.

"Shout Toure, we'll meet you for a moment, Grand Archmaster of the Phantom!"

Wang Xiaotian's eyes showed determination, no matter what, this stone castle can be defended, if the phantom tribe is really a pit, he Wang Xiaotian should be broken.

In case this stone fortress really can't be defended, and the Vitan Army moves south, it will also be a headache for the Greystone Alliance.

First of all, the foundation laid in the west was almost half destroyed, and the Vitan people stormed White Horse City, at that time, the west was bound to be in chaos, if Vitan really broke through the west, the chance for Boer City to be alone was almost non-existent, and Wang Xiaotian's title of Baron of Blackstone Pioneer was also in vain.

The most important thing is that although the foundation of the Graystone Alliance is not in the west, but the west is gone, and the king of the winter wolf is still eyeing it, the Graystone Alliance lacks the economy to push forward, and the Graystone Alliance has lost its economy, which is undoubtedly fatal.

As for the worst, Wang Xiaotian has already sent someone back to Graystone City, and Luna wants to deal with the economic situation of Graystone City during the period of time when he is dragging the Vitans, shrinking the scope of projects in Graystone City, hoarding magic cores, pressing the source of points, etc., to quietly complete the economic recovery.

"Treading ......"

There was a rush of running, and a squadron of Wang Xiaotian and Toure took over the cavalry of a mercenary regiment in the stone fort, and was galloping on the way to the rear station.

Returning to this station this time, Wang Xiaotian keenly found that other teams began to appear on the station, and the defense of the road also began to be arranged, and one level after another was set up, it seems that the Phantom Tribe is ready to be broken on the front line.

It seemed that it was not only Wang Xiaotian's team that arrived, he noticed very carefully that many orcs with different equipment styles were waiting quietly on the side of the station, and it was obvious that many different forces had received invitations.

In fact, along the way, Wang Xiaotian also has big questions.

This Vitan people have been grinding for more than a month, according to their military strength, they should have broken through Gakaris a long time ago, this kind of slow advance tactics is very unfavorable to Wang Xiaotian, after all, the battle is expensive and fast, Wang Xiaotian has always believed that the thunder momentum that kills with one blow is the wind of a strong army.

Looking at the orcs behind this stone castle, they should know that after grinding for so long, they have already sharpened their war knives and erected their war spears, while Vitan is still advancing in an orderly manner, which makes Wang Xiaotian very puzzled.

After Wang Xiaotian's squadron entered the camp, he noticed the tense atmosphere in the camp at this moment, a cat man army he had never seen was stationed in a corner of the camp, and several teams of cat man scouts with strong breath and vigorous movements quickly surrounded them.

Judging by Wang Xiaotian's eyesight, the armor they wore was definitely a high-quality equipment, and it could be seen from the neatness and discipline of their movements that this was not a rabble like those mercenaries, but a real army.

"Please show your identification!"

At an exit of the camp, a cat man captain with a big sword on his back and a straight body stepped forward to ask, he also carried a big sword behind him, and the sharp-eyed cats showed a good attack angle, and they could find the best attack direction at the first time if they moved a little.

After presenting a paperwork, the group was left outside, and only Toure and Wang Xiaotian walked into the camp under the guidance of a cat-man swordsman.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is our goal, the three armies will attack at the same time, and when the time comes, the three lines of defense will be combined into a strong wall to stop the northern humans, and our employer, White Horse City, will also provide a lot of assistance......"

The voice was gentle, revealing a sense of undoubtedness, an orc general with a majestic appearance and a military demeanor sat on the main seat and spoke slowly, and in front of him, on each side sat orc leaders with different expressions.

Walking into the camp, Wang Xiaotian and Toure quickly attracted the attention of the orc leaders on both sides, and when people saw them, the eyes of some orcs became very unnatural, because they had heard of the achievements of the southern orc leader, the mysterious artillery, and the courage to fight hard, all of which made the northern orcs who only knew their fists fearful.