The clouds of war are suppressed in the sky of the gravel wasteland, and the preparations of both the Exploding Ape Legion and the Saiyan warriors are in full swing.

The war began four days after the meeting, and Wren continued the tradition of the Campas and did not defend the city.

On the flat snowfield, five hundred uniformly equipped storm warriors were solemnly arranged in neat rows, the large double-edged battle axes in their hands flashed in the winter sun, the cold light of the short spears on their backs surging towards the sky, and the low roar came from the depths of their throats, their eyes glowed with a faint red light, and their bodies trembled unbearably with the desire for blood.

Wren at the front of the team was wearing black and red hideous armor, holding the huge sword pillar in front of him with both hands, his gray hair flying from the cold wind on the wasteland, and his eyes solemnly looked at the distant horizon, waiting for the arrival of the enemy.

The half-orc slaves who worked had already been driven back to the mine, otherwise those timid guys would have been scared out of their hands under the aura of the battlefield.

The Saiyan warriors who decided not to go to war disappeared without a trace, and they were not even seen on the towering tribal walls, and the Saiyan tribe was completely contained within the tribe, leaving room entirely for the battle to begin.

The dust was flying, the earth shook with neat steps, and in the hills and mountains on the horizon in the distance, a triangular blood-colored spear flag suddenly appeared, and a knight in blue armor appeared on the hillside, his tall stature, and his majestic armor shimmered in the winter sun.

"Stomping" the neat steps, the erection of the tip of the gun. Solemn faces, rows of silver armor flashing with cold light, slowly rose from behind the hills.

On the tip of the spear erected like a dense forest, there were dense pennants and striped flags, all of which represented the honor of the master under the banner, a knight with a resolute face, sitting upright on a standing horse, and the majestic and gorgeous armor seemed to have begun to emit bloody light.

The few horsemen numbered about five hundred, and they rode in the center of the procession. On either side was a neat phalanx of three thousand heavy infantry in formation. Two thousand grim-eyed archers in light armor followed neatly at the end of the procession.

The honorable Count Sidwar, leader of the expeditionary force, marched solemnly surrounded by a group of knights. His burly body was dressed in aqua blue armor of majesty. The helmet of a double-headed eagle is carved overhead, and flaming red helmets flutter on it. With a sword in his hand, he sat tall on the tall war horse of the divine horse, and his limbs were strong and powerful on the high challenge horse, and he was wearing the same aqua blue scale heavy armor.

It was about one hundred and fifty meters away from the Exploding Ape Legion. Sidwar raised his hand proudly, and the human army suddenly stood still, like a forest, with only low gasps and low neighing horses in the wind.

After the human army was fully arrayed, Sidwar waved his hand slightly, and a cavalryman raised his hands to indicate that he had no weapons, and galloped in front of the two armies.

"The noble Count Sidvar, the heir of the noble Savani family of the great Rodman Empire, has something to say!" The human knight vigilantly walked to the front of the two armies, and after making sure that the orcs had no intention of making a move, he shouted proudly: "Your Excellency the noble Sidval, I can't bear to see the Campas people living in dire straits, the glory of the Titan God shines on every living creature on the earth, under the guidance of the great glory of the Titan God, the noble Lord Sidwar has come to redeem you people in the dark!"

"Lay down your weapons at once, prostrate yourself before your highness's horse, your noble highness and the great Titan, will forgive your past mistakes and redeem your souls in the dark!" The loud-voiced knight did not notice the change in the orcs' faces, and continued to shout proudly, "If you refuse the call of mercy, the great Rodman expeditionary force will wash away your sins with fire and sword in the light of the Titan!"

"Kill!" the cold Wren couldn't wait for the other party to finish speaking, and then he shouted in a low voice, and suddenly a stout violent ape warrior rushed out of the ranks and rushed towards the human who dared to insult the great Kampas in front of them.

"According to the continental covenant, you must not harm the apostles in front of the two armies" The knight did not turn his horse's head for the first time, but roared angrily at the galloping ape warriors.

But the Tyrannical Ape warriors who had been humiliated by him were clearly not going to stop and sit together for the sake of any convention, and the wrath of the Kampas could only be washed away by the blood of the enemy.

The blood-glittering face approached quickly, and the knight turned his horse's head in a panic to flee from his camp.

"Want to run?" sneered disdainfully, the thick arm exposed by the green muscles threw out the huge double-sided battle axe in his hand, and the heavy giant axe spun rapidly with a sharp and piercing Sky Breaking God, and the distance of more than a dozen steps was instantaneous, and the cold axe blade flickered past the knight's waist.

The scarlet snow light rose into the sky, and the upper body of the human knight flew out with the giant axe, and the bloody internal organs were scattered all over the ground, and the fresh intestines that were still dragging on the ground were still connected to the abdominal cavity of the upper and lower bodies of the horse's back, and were dragged out of the dazzling blood marks by the galloping war horse on the white snow.

"Roar!" the berserk warrior rushed forward quickly, lifting the upper body of the human knight above his head, the foul sticky blood sprinkled all over his violent body, and the wild angry roar of Yangtian made the violent ape warriors in the phalanx behind him roar excitedly.

The sound of thunder rolled through, and the fierce aura converged into a violent whirlwind that rushed into the human army with a devastating momentum, and dispersed the momentum of the human army.

The solemn human warriors were in a panic, when had they ever seen such a bloody scene after they had not fought for many years, the horses under the crotches of the knights panicked under the fierce breath, and trampled their hooves back and forth uneasily.

Seeing the orcs still protesting in color, Sidwal stopped this humiliating act of persuasion with an ugly face.

The command flag waved, and with the dense drumbeat, the human team dispersed quickly and orderly, and the cavalry city under the knight's spear arced in front, like the sharpest scimitar, which could tear apart the enemy's formation at the first time.

Three columns of heavy infantry followed behind and to the left and right, and these heavy infantry, wrapped in iron armor, raised shields and horizontal spears, surrounded a solid phalanx.

The archers waited for Sidwar's orders, and Sidwar's side, the high-speed and mysterious Titan envoy raised his hands to the sky, and muttered strange songs that no one could understand to bless the warriors who were about to set out, and the blood-colored robes seemed to have begun to smell of blood.

"Woo" The low and desolate horn sound is the best battle song of the Campas warriors, one by one the Campas warriors responded to the call of the god of war, roaring wildly, thinking of the enemy showing their sharp fangs, the blood is surging, the beast blood is boiling, and the endless power is gushing outward in the excited body.

Suddenly, after the blessing of the Titan's messenger, the human army began to move slowly and neatly to the rhythm of the drums, and as the drums became more and more urgent, the sound of the horses' hooves in the front row became more and more intense, and they neatly lowered the huge knights' spears that were twelve or thirteen feet long, and lay their bodies on the back of their horses, protecting their bodies with the kite-shaped shields in their left hands.

The straight tips of the spears shone coldly in the sun, and although there were only more than three hundred horsemen, the dense and tight sound of horses' hooves condensed into a huge roar that crushed the earth.

The silver-glittering heavy infantry group, led by the cavalry, rushed towards the warriors of Kampas like a raging wave.

The galloping hooves fill the ears, the surging waves take over the eyes, the earth trembles, the cold wind wails, and the invincible torrent will destroy everything that dares to stand in their way.

"Roar!" Wren raised the huge sword in his hand, and a wild and domineering roar rose into the sky, even completely suppressing the galloping iron hooves and the trembling of the earth in an instant, and the wild roar contained the boundless spirit of daring to fight against heaven and earth.

The furious roar echoed in the wasteland, and everything in heaven and earth could feel the wild battle intent, Xia Zuo's brows furrowed slightly, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, is this the power of the Black Iron Warrior?

The warriors around Xia Zuo were all red-eyed, listening to the earth-shattering sound in the distance, and the bloodthirsty and belligerent blood in their bodies was agitated.

The ferocious breath drove the bloodthirsty restlessness in the hearts of all the warriors, awakening the most primitive thirst for murder in their hearts, complaining that the warriors raised their double-edged battle axes one after another, and followed this roar to the sky and roared, and the fierce aura of five hundred people condensed into a blood-colored whirlwind and soared into the sky.

Blood spread in their eye sockets, fangs bulging out of their lips, and the elite Tyrannical warriors suppressed the bloodthirsty restlessness in their hearts, waiting for their commander to give the order to fight.

"Ready!" As the distance approached, the waves brought by the Galloping Knight had already spurted to the tip of the nose of the Storm Ape Warrior, and Wren suddenly dropped his raised sword and roared loudly, "Warriors, charge!!"

The five-hundred-strong team did not hesitate to launch a frontal charge against the torrent of five thousand, and even the huge difference in numbers did not make the heroic Kampas warriors hesitate for even a small moment.

The violent ape warriors who received the order released the bloodthirsty restlessness boiling in their veins, they charged quickly, pulled out the short spear on their backs and threw it out vigorously, and the sharp and piercing sound of breaking the air was dense, and one after another streamers ruthlessly shot into the torrent of steel, bringing up pieces of splashed blood.

Under the powerful arm of the Storm Ape Warrior, the short spear thrown at close range has a penetrating power comparable to that of a ballista, and even a sturdy armor cannot stop this terrifying short-range shot, and the knights in the front row fall weakly from their horses, and the ownerless war horse immediately makes the cavalry charging team slightly chaotic. (To be continued......) u