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Fortuna is also a person who stands at the top of this world, the top of the pyramid composed of various classes, and has seen many big worlds, so to speak, his life is almost vigorous, and it is worth it, but he has really not seen visitors from another world. △↗, those visitors from another world, dimensional invaders, have never heard of them from legends, and it is impossible to come into contact with them.

Now, Fortuna has gotten what he wants to see for years, people from other worlds. They may indeed be as cunning and cruel as the legend suggests, and they are outrageously powerful, but they are also an opportunity, a great opportunity to take the Cult of Witchcraft one step further.

So in the face of a strong enemy, he didn't feel much fear. There was even some excitement at this point.

"Now is the time to make history. All beings, even the gods, will witness this moment of history for me, for us. Futuna suddenly shouted, loudly, and although it was only a simple sentence, it seemed unexpectedly imposing, full of spirit, and it was shocking.

The effect was obviously very good, and the five thousand troops of the Witchcraft God Cult could hardly help but shout, as if they wanted to prove themselves.

He was born as a blacksmith, but his talent for war command was unexpectedly high, and he was promoted all the way by Rollin, until now, he is the number one person under Rollin.

His eyes stared coldly at Fortuna not far away, feeling the momentum of this opponent, his expression changed slightly, it was obvious that Fortuna, as the pinnacle of this world, was good enough, in some ways, even better than Fortunu.

Clearly, though, Forturu could not have feared the slightest.

These days, the opponent I have encountered is too vulnerable, and there is no meaning at all, and at this time, I finally saw a more powerful enemy, how could I have any retreating emotions?

His gaze was fixed on Fortuna, like a murderer staring at his prey ready to pounce at any moment!

"Ladies and gentlemen, now is the time for you to make meritorious contributions and prove yourself. A smile appeared on Fortulu's face, and at the same time he said loudly: "I know that many years ago, the tribes on this grassland also had their own glorious moments, at that time, what orc empire! What Southern Kingdom Imperial Church, all lay down under the iron hooves of the tribal warriors, trembling, the great steppe warriors, with the hooves of horses, trampled all the territory, witnessed endless glory! But glory, after all, there is an end, the current grassland, despised by everyone, despised by everyone! However, I don't want this to last!I know, I know, I know, in everyone's hearts, there is a moment in the heart of the burning heart to witness the glory again!!"

"Now, however, I can assure you here, O warriors, that it is time for you to re-witness the glory of the moment, no need to wait, no need to be patient, we must strike with dignity, play the cards of the enemy in front of us, and let everyone know that we are not the object of casual abuse!!"

Forturu's impassioned words were immediately echoed by all the steppe warriors, their blood boiling, and the courage they had left was finally activated at this moment. They have a posture against the enemy.

It has to be said here that Forturu came to this world, and this grassland, although there is no rival, has never given birth to an arrogant and contemptuous posture of contempt for everything. He's just hungry for an opponent, but he's not a stupid person. In addition to being busy, he learned a little about the history of this grassland and knew a lot of things.

As a general, it is self-evident that you know how to activate the morale of your soldiers, and Forturu can be said to have done it perfectly.

Sitting in the watchtower at the back, Luo Lin, who was looking at the battlefield with cold eyes, nodded secretly. This Forturu satisfies him, but whether the next war can be won neatly is the key.

It was not a coincidence that the Witchcraft Cult was the first to come to the grassland and fight against Lorraine, nor was it the first of them to set off. This is because other big forces are waiting for it!

I believe that at this moment, the rulers of many big forces in this plane are paying attention to this place and this war. They want to use this war to learn more about Rollin's strength and his hole cards.

Although there are many people who want to kill Rollin impatiently, it is clear that many more people choose to wait and see. After all, this is an important battle that determines the weakness and glory, and it is simply not a child's play.

The Witchcraft Cult chose to fight at the first time, and it was also because of their considerations, if they could exterminate Luo Lin at the first time, they would be able to take all the benefits in front of everyone.

It can be said that each force has its own ideas.

The fog of the situation is gradually lifting......

And now, it is time to witness the first war.

Rollin is still confident of victory, but the key is not victory, and there are many kinds of victory...... A pyrrhic victory, a reluctant victory, a normal victory.

None of that was what Rollin wanted, he was looking forward to a crisp victory.

Forturu didn't choose to hit first, but Fortuna couldn't wait.

Fortuna shouted: "Warriors, come and witness history!!

The army of the Witchcraft God Cult suddenly stabbed at Rollin's army like a sharp awl.

Forturu was not moved in the slightest, he squinted his eyes, waiting for the distance to be shortened, and after a while, he raised his palm and said lightly: "Ready!!"

As he spoke, in the front row of the cavalry, hundreds of soldiers prepared their muskets and prepared to aim.

Of course, there is no need to aim, there are enemies in front of you, and you can hit the enemy by shooting them casually, but these are just steppe warriors who have received simple training, and at this time they still squint their eyes and do their best to aim at the enemy's vital position!

"Shoot!!" Seeing that the enemy was already within range of the musket, Forturu waved his hand.

Bang Bang Bang !!

As the first blow of this war, Forturu's army, with muskets, fired.

Bullets from muskets shoot at the Cult of Witchcraft's army.

Those black iron knights in the front row had no way to avoid it, and they were shot one after another.

However, their bravery was obviously extraordinary, they just snorted, covered their wounds, and did not fall off their horses!!

This time, the enemy is the absolute elite of this world!