The wolf king Davis suddenly turned around, his all-black pupils without any emotion, looking at his former ally like a dead man, and saliva flowed from his mouth.

"Something is wrong!" Seedorf frowned, "they are not crazy, but they are controlled by something weird, and they are completely insane!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the wolf king roared angrily, tore the human head from his waist, and smashed it the windowsill.

"Get out of the way!" the three old men shrank their heads and slumped.

The sound of whistling sounded one after another, and countless heads poured in from the window like rain, densely piled up on the windowsill.

"This is the Barbarian King Keman!" Van Ni said as he shuddered and pointed to a man's head.

"Isn't that Carter the Minotaur?" Elon pointed to the other one with a trembling voice, wanting to cry without tears.

"Could it be that they have slaughtered all these tribesmen and come to kill us again?" Seedorf shouted in disbelief, dumbfounded.

"What should I do?" Elon felt hopeless as he looked at the alienated werewolves on the field.

"No, the revitalization of the elven clan has just begun, we can't die here!" "Elon gritted his teeth and said, "It's time to show the big killer!"

"You're crazy!" Seedorf said in shock: "That's to prepare for dealing with the demon god in the future, and it hasn't grown yet, so it's too hasty." ”

"I can't care about that much, compared to the current crisis, the demon god is a fart!" Fanny was anxious and couldn't hold back.

"Well, in that case, let's fight!" Seeing that the two patriarchs were in agreement, Seedorf finally stopped objecting.

The three of them stood on the balcony with their heads held high, soaking up the sun together, and chanting "Hymn of Nature".

"Hum Mimi...... "......The music is melodious, solemn and solemn, spreading in the air, forming a loud echo, vertical and horizontal.

The sky cracked, the earth trembled, and the towering trees rose from the ground with brown dust, and strode forward from the trees.

"Oh my God, it's the Treants, we're saved!" The survivors in the council chamber shivered with excitement as they witnessed the spectacle through the cracks in the windows.

"Brothers, fellow citizens!" said Elon as he descended the stairs, raised his palm and pressed it, signaling for silence, and there was silence all around.

He put his hands on his chest and began to roar angrily: "The werewolf has betrayed everyone and slaughtered relatives and friends like crazy, can you agree?"

"No!" the sound was loud and soaring into the sky.

"We will never agree!Even if we die in battle, we will not give up the last dignity!" Elon glanced at everyone and said in a sonorous voice: "The Treant Legion has arrived, let us fight side by side to drive the werewolves out of their homeland!"

"Get out of your homeland, drive out of your homeland!" everyone's eyes were red, and they waved their fists, and the crowd was excited.

Elon pushed open the door and walked out, followed by Vanney and Seedorf, followed by the two Humm, Cantona, and Andy. Then more and more people chased after them, lined up in the clearing, glaring ahead.

Except for the second general and Robin, most of them did not carry weapons, they either removed the legs of the table and chair, or carried the door panels, and some even rushed up with bricks and folding stools.

"Rumbling...... Rumbling ......" The loud footsteps were getting closer and closer, and the mighty body of the tree man was revealed on the horizon. They numbered about eighty or ninety people, and they slowly gathered into a phalanx and stood in front of them.

Each tree was four or five feet tall, but there were not many with long branches and beards, and their faces were obviously relatively immature, and they had not been tested by the flames of war.

The treemen looked down at the scene, feeling the ruthlessness of the enemy, and the huge slaps began to clench into a ball, ready for battle.

"Whew!" the wolf king Davis roared, mobilizing all the werewolves and facing the mixed coalition without fear.

"Fight to the death!" Elon raised his golden sword and roared loudly!

"To death!" countless tables, chairs, and benches were lifted above their heads and waved together, which was spectacular.

"Woo!" the Treant Legion raised their fists and thrashed their chests.

"Forward!" Elon pointed at his blade, and the Treants took the lead and began to sprint. All the survivors shouted in unison and followed.

"Boom!" The two huge crowds finally gathered, and they slammed into each other fiercely, and countless bodies flew up in an instant, and stumps and severed arms were scattered all over the ground.

Relying on brute force to collide, the alienated wolves were naturally inferior, and the leading wolves were instantly knocked out, and before they landed, they were crushed and died.

The trees waved their hands, and their huge slaps fell from the sky and slammed them on the ground. With each palm, several werewolves will be crushed to the ground.

There were also some werewolves who had not yet gotten up after falling to the ground, and the survivors swarmed them up, holding tables, chairs and benches and smashing them to death, and their brains splashed on the ground.

The tree people were majestic, advancing layer by layer, and the wolves were defeated and retreated.

Under Davis's leadership, the werewolves began to retreat backwards in an orderly manner, gradually revealing their defeated appearances.

The young treemen intuitively sensed that the opponent had run out of energy, and began to chase after him vigorously, striving to complete the battle.

"No!" Robin the centaur was one of the few in the crowd to stay awake. He saw that the Tree People were running faster and faster, and that they had distanced themselves from the main army, and instinctively smelled the conspiracy.

"Come back quickly, there must be a deception!" he rushed to the front of Elon, and said loudly in a hurry: "Uncle! The werewolf is clearly luring the enemy to go deeper, hurry up and tell the tree man to stand by!"

"Nonsense!" At this time, Elon was immersed in the wonderful feeling of defeating the enemy, and where could he listen to different opinions. Davis's crazy eyes and red eyes appeared in his mind, thinking that the other party had already gone crazy and there could be no conspiracy.

He was wrong, very wrong. Even if the werewolf has no wisdom, he still retains the hunting instinct to avoid the real and attack the weak, and lure the enemy deeper!

The coalition forces began to have a hard time. When the treants opened a distance of 800 meters from the large army, the wolf king let out a long howl, and all the werewolves turned around and roared and pounced behind them, starting to fight back.

They are strong and strong, generally more than a foot tall, and have a numerical advantage, averaging a tree man for every ten or so werewolves.

Their move is very simple: they jump unreasonably at the treeman, grab their arms and pull them to the ground, and then rush up and tear them apart.

The Treants are also brave, and even if they fall to the ground, they will roll desperately, squeezing and crushing the enemy with their bodies, making the werewolves pay a heavy price.

The situation reversed, the situation changed abruptly, and Elon was completely dumbfounded. He watched as the Treant was crushed and fell to the ground, unable to speak nervously.

"The whole army charges, support quickly!" At the critical moment, Robin was still in danger. With a spear at him, he speared the attack.

His courage infected those around him, roaring in unison and charging together.

It's a pity that it was too late, after everyone rushed over, only a dozen tree people were rescued, and the rest were torn to pieces!

The scales of victory are flipped again, and the situation is precarious! )