As the saying goes, heaven and earth are all working together!

With the scream of the little crow, from the southern ridge of the mountain, an army with the eight-color banner of turtledoves came into the eyes of the people in the city.

They are so striking that everyone has to look at them.

That ridge was originally a Jedi.

The mountains are steep and the cliffs are towering.

However, right under everyone's noses, they climbed straight down from the cliff and approached White Rock City at an astonishing speed.

They leap over the cliffs like antelopes, roll down the slopes like stones, and flow over the woods and hills like flowing water, working together with the precision of machines......

Maybe there is a rope connecting them, but what kind of rope does it have to be to make these people fall off the cliff like the ground, and treat life and death as if they were idle?

The sitting cow was stunned.

The little crow was stunned.

Red Hat was stunned...... All the people in the city who saw this scene were so nervous that they stopped what they were doing, held their breath, and looked in that direction in a daze.

How many people are there?

No one knows, and no one counts.

What made them look at it was not the number of the army, but the spirit of sacrificing life and death.

Even if it was still separated by a mountain, that sharp aura had already pressed towards White Rock City.

The tribal army under the mountain made a cacophony of noises, looking a little flustered.

In this short period of time, whether it was a sitting cow or a little crow, in their hearts, they compared that army with the soldiers and horses under their command-

The ten tribal chiefs on the platform are not the second generation of chiefs who have won the throne purely by inheritance. The excellent ranking mechanism on the Great Plains has already killed the players of the black iron level to cancel their accounts, and those who are left may not be masters, but they will definitely not be mediocre.

At least, knowledge and vision must not be lacking, and who is strong and who is weak must be understood.

But that's why they will be deeply shocked by this army in their hearts!

Although there was still a mountain across them, they had no doubt that that mountain would not stop them at all!

The Brak Mountain in the south is full of lofty mountains, strange rocks, and birds crossing south.

But how did this army come about?

……

Even if they saw it with their own eyes, they came through the mountains, and the sitting cow still asked this question in his heart: How did they come here?

There are many things in the world that even if you see them with your own eyes, you still can't believe it.

That's why "miracles" are miracles.

……

The turtledove stood on the balcony, with his back to the south and north, and he couldn't see what was going on on the mountain behind him.

But the reactions of everyone in the city, he saw them one by one.

As if he had a feeling, he came to the west side of the balcony and saw the army at a glance!

That's his army!

The reinforcements sent from the forests of the Sierra Madre finally arrived at this time!

For a moment, he only felt that infinite power was converging into his body from all directions, making him can't help but feel like fire in his eyes and thunder in his heart!

If the previous turtledove had been fighting the enemy with the unquenchable faith in his heart, now he has finally regained his strength!

True Power!

It is not afraid of high mountains and deep roads, rolling from the south and merging into his body!

At this moment, even if the gods descend to earth, the turtledove dares to fight with it!

Even if it was a torrent of steel in front of him, he dared to hit it headlong!

Even if the sea is cross-current, the sky is falling apart, he dares to turn the tide and dominate the sky with one hand!

He was so excited that his whole body trembled, and he wanted to speak, but he couldn't say anything.

Finally, he raised his hand slightly, as if he had enveloped the entire Cordillera in the distance in the palm of his hand, and gently stroked it—

The mountains in the distance seemed to tremble slightly at this moment.

The wind is up!

Cloud surge!

The army that crossed three thousand miles of mountains and rivers and smashed the stars of the seven days and nights also seemed to feel something, and "flew" in the direction of the turtledove at a faster speed!

After a while, there was a faint call from the other side of the mountain!

"Turtledove!"

"Turtledove! Here we go! ”

"Shulotel Legion, please fight!"

"Fight!"

……

The ethereal voice came, and at first it seemed isolated and weak. But then there was an echo in the valley, and it rolled louder and louder like thunder.

In a short time, it was like a chariot covering the sky above the sky, rumbling back and forth above the head of White Rock City.

At this moment, from the backyard of White Rock City, an abrupt scream suddenly sounded.

"The Tonatiu Legion is here!"

"Tonatiu never falls!"

"The Tonatius Legion seeks battle!"

It starts as soon as it starts, and all voices follow.

The birds in the White Rock City flew up and soared into the sky under the majesty of this thousand people's voices. But a few of them couldn't stand the fright, fell from mid-air, and fell in front of the sitting cow and others with a "pop".

Sitting on Niu Rao is used to seeing the storms of life and death, but where has he ever experienced such a scene!

I only felt terrified and uneasy.

The war horse under the crotch was also pacing back and forth nervously, looking left and right, at a loss.

On all sides, there was the sound of mountains shouting and tsunamis, and even the mountains were trembling with them.

……

In front of the house, on the mountain road, at the gate of the city, by the river......

I don't know when it started, everyone was shouting wildly.

At first, everyone was still shouting their own language and shouting their own trumpets.

At the end of the day, all of them learned only one voice:

"Turtledove!"

"Turtledove!"

"Turtledove!"

One is stronger than the other, and one is more fanatical than the other.

They are shepherds, fishermen, miners, merchants, blacksmiths...... But at this time, they are all Indians who belong to White Rock City!

In the midst of everyone's frantic shouts, the first soldier of Shulotel rushed down the southern hillside, crossed the newly repaired wall of White Rock City, and appeared in front of everyone in the inner city.

He was dressed in a colorless garment, torn into pieces by stones and forests, and draped over his body like grass that had been chewed by a cow once.

His hair and clothes were soaked, as if he had just come out of the water, and with every step he took, a wet footprint appeared under his feet.

He was barefoot, his trouser legs were high and low, and his bloody instep was swollen like a deformed potato.

A musket was held tightly in his hand, and the muzzle of the muzzle of the bayonet glittered with coldness, clinging to his cheek, and the edge was about to sink into his flesh.

After he had crossed the fence, he strode to the open space in front of the small two-story building.

He held his head proudly high, and walked out of the momentum of thousands of troops alone.

shouted at the turtledove on the balcony:

"Chief!"

"The Shulotel Legion, here!"

"Where's the enemy?"

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