"Eh, we haven't finished eating yet, what are you anxious about? Really, don't you mean you're full?" But on the other side, a virtuous wolf didn't seem to be very happy. He snorted and saw that his food was no longer being served, and he wagged his tail very unpleasantly.

"Yes, it's okay to open it up at the end of the day?" Cybertron also had something to say: "I found a 'wolf' with a soul bond, and then you told me that I wouldn't let me ride me, and I wondered what I was looking for you." They all say, ********, why have you only been working with me for less than a week* and have become a wolf who only knows how to eat and drink all day long?"

"We have our persistence! How can we let people ride!"

"So I didn't let you ride my wolf today?" Denisha smiled and walked over from the side, the footsteps in the shadows, those were the steps of the devil, the steps of the devil! In the darkness, a hand was on Cybertron's shoulder, and it was really impossible to see under the smiling expression, in fact, she was "angry" in her heart now.

Others can't see it, and Cybertron can't see it anymore, and he can't kill much!

So such a handsome Zhengtai was crushed to death by a handsome royal sister opposite.

"Uh-uh...... Denisha?"

"I didn't expect to be such a great wolf, and now you are suing me...... What a beautiful girl. Denisa's smile: "It's been so many days, before the war, I wanted an explanation of the province, in case there was a stray arrow accidentally injured, and I couldn't tell it for the rest of my life, then ......"

“...... Denissa, don't touch your bow and arrows while talking, okay? Oh oh, I remember the time I was picking Diablo and you used this to shoot my [corpse] with an arrow, right? Don't stop talking, honey, you laugh so sweetly...... "But it's horrible."

Either way, Cybertron's Virtuous Wolf who signed the Soul Pact was to be offered. The good thing about Lord Dinisha is that although she will be angry, she will suppress her anger even more, and she can forgive Cybertron for anything when things are not very strict, of course, she pinched Cybertron's shoulder with her hand that can crush walnuts, this is a little hobby for women to lose their temper, it doesn't hurt, it only hurts men. Men are not Daya, so it's okay to hurt hard.

Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, and the Cybertron family is not good. After reading the morning Denisha, Cybertron turned over and turned over to one of Denisha's wolves, and I don't know if it was a male or a female, anyway, the two holy swords were about 200 pounds, plus he and the armor were more than 300 pounds sitting on the wolf, and he was still running like a flying magic world!

Cybertron deliberately came out of his marching tent, behind bypassing a small group of human troops. This beautiful young man with blond hair appeared in front of thousands of Burkeso people and armored monster mothers, dressed in shiny European-style armor and white armor on a blue background.

"For the Great Chief!"

"For the Horde!"

In Burkeso, the Guards are pronounced as Kukaron, but any few warriors who are at the chief's side can be called Kukalon. However, today's Cybertron directly promoted all these 2,000 people to the [Kukaron Guard], as the most elite unit among the Burkeso people, his "deeds" have already spread throughout the Burkeso tribe. As the hero who saved the Bourkeso race, his height disadvantage has been forgotten by the Bourkesos.

At this moment, the terrible sound of trumpets, the earth-shattering war drums, and the cheers that even overshadowed the war drums and trumpets made the servants of the vassal states frightened even the army rushed straight into the sky.

"For the sake of the tribe!" waved to his own people on the white wolf, a terrifying feeling for the enemy.

"For the sake of the Great Chief!" shouted in unison from the Burkeso people below.

"Serve the Horde or allegiance," Cybertron shouted again

"Or be crushed by the tribe!!" The two thousand Burkeso people below once again raised their weapons and struck each other, and the scene was unbelievable.

Diapers are sure to increase production.

Of course, in addition to the Bourkesos, even Cybertron's armored monster Niang has painted the tribe's insignia on their armor. Sometimes even Cybertron was shocked that these Golem Niangs produced for battle did have a belligerent mentality in some kind of gene. Although it is not common and does not account for a large proportion, it is more than the average woman's view of war...... It's different.

As can be seen from the fact that these girls chant war slogans along with the Bourkesos, their belligerence is at least no less than that of the Bourkesos, which makes the Bourkeso men fall in love with them (strange g-spots, isn't it?).

By the way, a lot of single-handed male Bulkeso youths seem to have taken a fancy to a lot of tall golem girls (standard e-100, what standard rat master, what standard 50 sister) The reason is very simple. Of course, the prerequisite for choosing a wife is not how beautiful the other party is, but whether the other party can lift his own weight. These Golem mothers who weigh hundreds of pounds are no problem...... On the contrary, it can solve the problem of the older male youth of Bourkeso.

Riding a wolf all the way to a makeshift platform, the senior commanders who are not directly involved in the battle are here. Cybertron brought with him the seven chiefs of the tribe, known as the Seven Chiefs of the Tribe.

(ps say a digression: resolutely don't enter the book!, why should the tribe enter the book!blz screenwriter brain-dead return me northern blizzard screenwriter!)

What is Sal, that is called the hammer of destroying miè, and there is even a new clan chopping hand...... Well, the chieftain of the Broken Hand Clan is here! The height can reach up to two meters and more than seventy. Frankly...... Compared to the figure of the Immortal King, it is not much better, and of course, in terms of strength, it is actually similar to Cybertron. (My own dad is also included)

But the shock is full.

Cybertron's side is surrounded by tall military personnel, what Gawain, what Lancelot, they are tall. But in front of the tribe, it was instantly shorter, or even almost half.

These outstanding officials of Cybertron sat on his left hand side, including the newly promoted Delaney courtiers.

On the right hand side are the servants of the Germanic princes*, the first one! If his father-in-law's house does not come, he has nothing to say, so the old man wears his helmet at the age of seventy. How did the waterfall of white hair and white beard fit into that helmet?

And then the cats, three dogs, four kings, and two pockmarks in the back, Cybertron didn't even have the idea of knowing them. But they were all laughing at Cybertron, a handsome teenager who had been vaccinated or had seen Cybertron from afar, up close. This one-meter-six tall boy is the big chief of the group of barbarians who are two meters seven tall.

In fact, these Germanic princes thought like this: this is high-tech, right?

Cybertron's "Personal" Battle Song (BGM: Welcome to Orgrimmar) pauses briefly after Cybertron takes his seat. A group of Central European barbarians seem to have discovered today that the "military music" of the barbarians in the northwest is actually better than their own, which is completely unbearable, but considering that Cybertron has also had many works "born", many of which are fine, it is also smooth. They all decided that when they finished this battle, they would go back and get a similar tribal style military music!

"Big Chief", "Big Chief", "Big Chief".

This is the honorific title given to themselves by the chiefs of Cybertron, and as soon as Cybertron comes in, they nod their heads to cater to it, even if their own father will call themselves the official title of the Great Chief at this time.

"My lord", "My lord", "My lord" are the ordinary and non-ordinary courtiers of Cybertron, and [my lord] is generally called by ordinary people, [my lord]...... It's more servile Bazet or something...... Eh, this kind of (beautiful) courtier is really good, but Denisha has always had some opinions.

"Knight King" "Knight King"

This is what the princes* team call themselves, Cybertron doesn't care about this kind of cheering of friends in the rivers and lakes, after all, who doesn't have a nickname when they come out to mix? It's better to sound good than ugly, right?

"Everyone has worked hard here, but it should be here, after all, this is a crusade against the local cancer, it doesn't matter if you murder me, it's another thing to murder the commander of the jihadist force. Cybertron was not polite, and after sitting down in the chair he had prepared for himself, he took off the dead crown above his head, and shook his hair and the dull hair that would increase his height.

It makes people feel that they want to pull it out at a glance! But the other party's status is so high, and he can't beat it, but it seems to be pulled off!

Everyone's eyes instantly focused on Cybertron.

Cybertron is polite to everyone, and everyone is certainly polite to Cybertron. A group of princes of the Germanic princely states who spoke the British lingua franca they had just learned [You're welcome] [It's okay] all smiled. Just like Bazette, he licked the dirt off Cybertron's shoes.

Of course, it is not Cybertron that is most anxious now.

It's not a sure thing that the Einzberen family is going to inherit these lands, although they are all red now, and they are about to die with excitement like a tide.

The most anxious is an outsider sitting in the corner, to be precise, it should be called a messenger.

Compared to the knights, courtiers, and princes who had seats or places to stand, this [messenger] from the attacked side was about to be unbearable. One pass is two days, and I don't see myself and don't give a letter. That's how it drains

Now it is not other than Brandenburg, the former nest of the Duke of Brandenburg. The villagers in the surrounding countryside have been evacuated (driven away) and taken to serve as slave laborers in the army, or in castles as forced labor. Anyway...... No matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem to be very plundered, and it seems that these armies do not want to leave with a single vote, but intend to use the land for a long time.

"So...... It's been a long time, hasn't it?, or I haven't seen you at all, what's your name?" Cybertron finally thought of the messenger of the Duchy of Brandenburg

Count Ferdinand.