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Poor barbarian soldier, he is just an ordinary soldier, just an ordinary soldier whose strength is only that of an obsidian warrior. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ.. Facing the opponent of an obsidian warrior, his strength is obviously inferior to the opponent. But he was not the only one who was unlucky, and the barbarian soldiers, who also did not realize the strength of their opponents, paid with their lives. At this moment, more than a dozen barbarian soldiers either had their heads moved, or their bodies were split in two.

"Be careful, everyone, most of these southerners have the strength of obsidian warriors. "The cost of more than a dozen lives finally brought these barbarian soldiers to their senses, who were trapped by deep exhaustion.

"Okay, you Dai Yong, you don't give up at this time, you still want to carry out a sneak attack, but what role do you think these dozen bronze warriors can play?"

"Yong is a donkey whose skills are exhausted, and he wants to die and struggle. Mo Lehe, who came out of the sweat tent, also sneered.

"Khan, you, clean up these messes!" between Yazhe's eyebrows, the golden light was extremely dazzling. It's been more than ten days, and he hasn't captured Yunxi City, and Yazhe has already humiliated this strange shame in his life. The anger of unwillingness has been suppressed in his heart for a long enough time. Great, let me give you a taste of the terrible wrath of my Lord Yazhe.

"General Yazhe, some obsidian warriors deserve to let you take action? As a burst of strong words rang out, more than a dozen strong barbarian soldiers squeezed out of the crowd. The cyan purple light is the lowest rank in the barbarian army, and all of them have the strength of obsidian warriors.

In a moment of carelessness, more than a dozen barbarian warriors were killed at the hands of these despicable southerners, and the hearts of these barbarian low-ranking officers were also furious. They decided to tear apart the incapable southerners in front of them, and they wanted to use the fear of death to tell these guys that the dignity of the barbarian warriors was not to be desecrated.

The enemy is not very hostile to the ghost technique

Wait, something seems wrong? The smile on Mo Lehe's face suddenly disappeared, and she felt a pungent smell in the air, yes, a disgusting pungent smell. This smell is so familiar, it actually evaporates from the bodies of those knights of Yunxi City?

Lemo's nose was twitching, and suddenly her face changed dramatically, isn't this ...... "Brothers, it's time to hit the road." A knight from Yunxi City laughed. Xie Yong, an extremely ordinary-looking man, is also the leader of this group of Yunxi City knights.

"Yes, thanks to the kindness of the General Soldier, we eat the best food, use the best goods, enjoy the best treatment, and are regarded as brothers by the General Soldier, and there are no regrets in this life, and it is time for us to repay the kindness of the General Soldier. "All the obsidian warriors in Yunxi City actually laughed.

All the soldiers of Yunxi City took out something from their hands one after another.

"Fire Folds, it's actually Fire Folds!" The fire light ignited in Fang's hand, Mo Lehe screamed in horror. In an instant, she finally understood that the pungent smell she smelled on these people was clearly the smell of fire oil, the smell of fire oil that had dealt a major blow to the barbarians. Could it be that these people think...

Molehe's fears soon became a reality. The soldiers of Yunxi City laughed, and they all leaned towards their bodies. Suddenly, the flames rose into the sky. In the midst of the burst of wild laughter, the soldiers of Yunxi City rushed towards the barbarians.

"Nope. The barbarian junior officer who was an obsidian warrior was stunned, what kind of tactic was this? Just taking advantage of his stunned effort, the obsidian warrior of Yunxi City had already pounced and hugged him tightly. The blazing flames swept past the obsidian warrior of Yunxi City and licked greedily.

"Get out of here, get out of here. The barbarian obsidian warriors pushed each other desperately, but the other party's hug was too intimate. In the fierce pushing and hugging, in the end, the two bodies did not move.

The knot is not a scientific expedition to pick up the only feather and the only one

The same thing was happening, with the desperate men rushing towards their enemies, while the barbarian soldiers scattered and fled. That's right, the barbarian soldiers are indeed indifferent to life and death, and they even regard death in battle as the highest honor of a warrior. But none of them wanted to die in such a way, and they were burned alive by the flames, and in the end they could not even leave their bodies. This kind of death is too wretched and embarrassing.

This is what you want, this is the real intention of the Jade Crushing Tactic, using the tragedy of these real warriors of Yunxi City to give the barbarians a heavy blow to their confidence, and it can also greatly boost their morale, this is the real intention of the Jade Crushing Tactic. At the same time, on top of the originally dark and silent tower of Yunxi City, countless torches lit up. On the castle tower, which was as bright as day, countless figures were looking at what was happening with serious expressions.

Xie Yong, who was scorched by the flames, felt his consciousness gradually dissipate when he felt the endless pain coming from his body. Xie Yong didn't look back, but he clearly knew that behind him, above the tower of Yunxi City, the chief soldier and the brothers must be watching everything that happened here. Wait, isn't that one who is with Yazhe, the first warrior of the barbarians, the Khan of the barbarians?

"Shameful barbarians, let you tremble under the heroism of the brave men of Yunxi City!" Xie Yong, who had made up his mind, roared and pounced towards Le Mo.

Although Xie Yong's intentions were very obvious, none of the barbarian soldiers came up to stop him, because they all felt chills in the tragedy of the soldiers of Yunxi City.

"This is a group of true warriors that I admire," Mo whispered as he faced an opponent who was getting closer to him.

"Waste, a group of waste, just these people, make the warriors of the barbarians frightened, this is simply a great shame for the barbarians.

"Ben Thunder Palm!" In the thunderous sound that resounded in the side sky, the endless palm power blasted towards Xie Yong, who was rushing over. With a 'Peng' sound, Xie Yong's body couldn't withstand such a huge force at all, and it burst open. This is the gap in strength, the huge gap in strength between the Obsidian Warrior and the Obsidian Martial Emperor.

"You bastards, stop, there are real warriors in Yunxi City, don't we barbarians have real warriors? You, above the tower of your Yunxi City, Dai Yong and his men are here, do you want to let the southerners laugh at the cowardice and incompetence of our barbarians?" Yazhe's angry roar was deafening, and he refused to disperse for a long time.

At the sound of Yazhe's roar, more and more barbarian soldiers came out of their original panic. They slowly stopped their steps, their faces full of shame. Yes, could it be that the warriors of the great barbarian clan would be scared like this by these dozen or so people? There is no shortage of real warriors in Yunxi City, is there no real warrior in the barbarians?

"Barbarian warriors, follow me, and let men see what the real warriors of the barbarians are. With a loud roar, a barbarian obsidian warrior junior officer rushed towards the living and took the initiative to hug the other party tightly.

Seeing this scene, other barbarian obsidian warriors followed suit. "That's right," Yazhe smiled with satisfaction at the performance of his subordinates.

"Brothers, go in peace!" Dai Yong, who was on the top of the tower, finally withdrew his gaze. He understood that the tactics he had hoped for did not lead to a satisfactory result, and it was a draw.

Yun Xi City had made great sacrifices, but they didn't get the results they wanted. The barbarian soldiers defended their pride as warriors with their lives. Mo Lehe and Yazhe also received another message from this group of Yunxi City soldiers who had generously died, that is, their fatigue tactics had worked, and Dai Yong had sensed the danger, so he had to make this decision.

For the next few days, the barbarians scrupulously followed the orders given by their khan. With the sound of the horn, the money was forward, and with the sound of the horn, the fish retreated.

But in the face of this scene, Dai Yong and his men were helpless. Everyone knew that once they slackened, the opponent's feint would immediately turn into a real battle, and in order to avoid the worst, they could only endure endless fatigue and struggle to hold on. But how long will they last?

"Why hasn't the imperial court sent reinforcements over, you know, if it goes on like this, I won't be able to support it for long!" This is the most sincere hope in Dai Yong's heart.

"Now Dai Yong and his men are at the end of their crossbows, and that taut string may break at any time. Compared with the anxious Dai Yong, Mo Lehe and Yazhe are in a much better mood. But Lemo and Yazhe didn't realize it. At the end of joy, tragedy often begins.

"Newspaper, Lord Khan, Lord Yazhe, the messenger of the royal capital has come, and he has asked for an audience outside the tent. A barbarian soldier dodged into the tent.

"The messenger of the royal capital, the shaman can't wait, and has sent someone to find out how we are doing here," said Mo Le Hele and said with a smile.

"Shi can't wait!" Yazhe laughed as well.

"Bring in the messenger!" commanded Molehe.

"Yes!" the barbarian soldier responded. But when the messenger did appear in front of them, they were completely stunned. His long, unkempt hair was covered with dust, and his tattered clothes were covered with blood.

"Khan, Lord Yazhe, something has happened. The messenger's voice was choked, and there was a look of fear in his godless eyes.

"Tell me, what's wrong?" Yazhe shouted as he grabbed the shirt of Zhu Aiguo's messenger.

"General Yazhe, it's a brute, a brute has invaded. The messenger wept aloud.

"Brute, didn't the brute beast appear not long ago?Why did it appear again so quickly? You can't lie to me, right?" Yazhe was annoyed, for as long as he could remember, brute beasts had appeared once a year in the barbarian territory, and it would take a lot of effort for the barbarians to destroy these brute beasts.

"It's true, the brute beasts that appeared this time are not just a few, but tens of thousands. We who are left behind can't resist it!" the messenger wept.

"What about the subjects left behind by my barbarians?" Mo Lehe's voice trembled.

"Then my teacher, how is it now?" Yamaje's face finally showed a look of panic.

"Lord Khan, General Yazhe, Lord Shaman said that the brute beast this time is too powerful, and it is not at all something that the current barbarians can resist......"

"I'm asking you, how are they doing now?" the angry and anxious Yazhe slapped him.

"The shaman is leading the remaining barbarian warriors to desperately resist the brutes, covering the retreat of those old cowardly women and children to the court. ”

"Since the teacher has sent a messenger. That means that the situation in the royal capital is very dangerous, and we can't afford to waste time here. Khan, we must quickly withdraw our troops, rush to the royal capital, and rescue the teacher. Yazhe was also anxious.

"Hmm. Lemo also nodded heavily.

"Khan, General Yazhe, the shaman called me, not to ask you to withdraw your troops" The messenger hurriedly stopped the two of them from withdrawing, "The shaman said, this time the brute beast is too fierce, even if the khan and the general withdraw their troops and go back to defeat the brute, the barbarian losses will be great." The plan for now is to give up the royal capital......"

"Lord Sana'a asked me to tell you two that there is no way out for us barbarians. For the survival of our barbarians, the plan for now is to destroy Yunxi City as soon as possible and move our barbarian people out of the wilderness. ”

"Aren't we still a god here, and why didn't the god make a move in the face of the invasion of the brute beasts?" roared as he grabbed the messenger's coat.

The shaman said.... The shaman said, "The messenger is spitting!

"Are you stammering?" Yazhe slapped again!

The messenger gritted his teeth, "The shaman said that there should be no one else in the world who can drive so many barbarians except the gods!"

"What?" Mo Lehe and Yazhe were stunned! Could it be that this unprecedented brute beast invasion was planned by the gods?

"Bastard, this is clearly cutting off our retreat!" Yazhe slammed his fist into the table, and the wood splattered!

"It turns out that the gods have been using us all along!" Mo Lehe muttered.

Sun Qiuke's feather receiving skills and sailing skills

The upheaval from the Barbarian Royal Court stunned both Yazhe and Mo Lehe. Of course, they understood the shaman's true intention of telling them to hide the shocking news for the time being. But they know even more that it is impossible to completely conceal such a big thing. Once this bad news comes, it will definitely deal a heavy blow to the hearts of the warriors of the barbarian tribe who are fighting bloodily. And now is the most critical time for the confrontation between the two armies, once this news leaks out......

Sun Qiu Ke Di Yu received Fang Ji Qing Fan Technique, "I'm asking you, how are they now?"

"Khan, General Yazhe, the shaman's order is to convey this news to you, and in order to avoid disillusionment in the army, this news must not be known to a third person. So—" The messenger smiled wryly, and suddenly he slammed his palm into his head, and in an instant, blood spilled out.

"Khan, General Yazhe, the future of our barbarians depends on you, please!" the messenger's majestic body slowly fell backwards.