War brings vitality to this world.

...... Don't go to war, you have to increase the number of widows, and you have to increase the military budget. Surely he doesn't like to fight, and it's glorious for a Bourkeso man to die on the battlefield, but ...... Everyone knows that Bourkeso women are very beautiful. This is dead, and men can't die women, otherwise it's not a great insult, it's better to die comfortably?

Not to mention...... Have you ever seen a really dead armored girl? Anyway, Cybertron has seen (or heard of), and he can't see the slightest beautiful girl at all, but the most terrifying thing is that half of her body is completely beautiful girl, and the other half happens to be convulsed in the demon's belly.

It's all psychic screaming, mental pollution. Although the life of the Golem is not valuable, especially on the battlefield, no one's life is worth anything. But...... But it always feels weird.

War is painful and should not be liked by everyone...... Right?

"War !!"

"War !!"

"I'm going to come once in three or five years, ahhh!!!h

This is his own people, this is his own people. The excitement was abnormal, and one by one they passed Cybertron's orders as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

The "good news" of the war quickly spread to every household and spread like thunder to the frontier land of the motherland.

From time to time, the shaman poet Bourkeso wrote a poem saying:

The spring breeze of war is blowing all over the ground, and Bourkeso is really competitive! Work together to do Teniang! How can a war be!

It's so wet, it's so wet!

"Well, it's a good season for war and hunting! It's the first time in thousands of years that a great chief has come to give orders. Since it's the order of the Great Chief, then we have to obey it, since it is the order of the Great Chief, we also have to fight, anyway, it is the order of the Great Chief! If something happens, he will be alone, I just have to fight!"

"Now is the time for the Horde, power and glory, blood and thunder!For the sake of the Horde, life or death!! this is an ordinary Bourkeso...... Pregnant women's slogans. It is said that his husband stopped her because of his own death.

"It's time to pick up my little hammer again, I don't know if I can still use it?" Carrying a small hammer of about 200 pounds, it looked like an old man who was more than two meters tall and frail, and the pimple flesh of the body of the old man who was more than two meters tall rose up in anger, and the old men who were over seventy years old in the weapon war armed themselves one after another.

"Well, although it's not the first time I've been on the battlefield, I'm still so excited, I was still a minor when I faced the Zerg last year. But I still sneaked over, I don't know if the big chief will let me go to the battlefield this time? I don't want to be a stallion anymore, it's boring," is still a few months away, the fourteen-year-old one-meter-eighty-five Bourkeso boy has a longing on his face, and his beard looks quite young.

"Brother, let's go to the battlefield!" carrying the tablet pendant of his ancestors, carrying his own animal tooth vial containing the ashes of his comrades.

The entire tribe now has a population of more than 5,000 people, from children who have not yet officially entered puberty to drooping old people, and all of them are hardcore militants.

Everyone worked together, sorted out their equipment among themselves, talked and laughed and walked to the battlefield, and gave up the sharp tip of their lives, how could they take care of their lives? If parents did not care about them, how could they mention their children and wives? Their names were compiled in the roster of soldiers, and they could not take care of their personal affairs. Dedication to national calamity, contempt and unbridled ridicule in the face of death, and the palace of the enemy shakes in our laughter.

"Ahem, the Great Chief said that we Bourkeso have a more sacred duty, so ...... Only the number of places to go out to fight is 2,000 people, and there is no more. ”

...... Humanity.

The brothers of life and death, who were willing to stick knives in both sides for each other's sake at the last moment, are eager to stab their brothers immediately.

Considering that the influence of the sibling duel was not good, the vast majority of people began to talk about seniority and achievements, and the chieftain rewards did not know what [medals] were thrown to that horn and horn, and suddenly became particularly important! The last time in order to reward the battle against the Zerg, the dead had diamond-encrusted glory plaques hanging at home. Those who did not die, those who were wounded, and those who were seriously injured all had their own medals of honor, the Order of the First Tribe, the Order of the Second Class......

So, Old Roar (Old Hell Roar, Cybertron Daddy) now feels a faint sadness. Those who have cut off their arms and legs (they have pressed their prosthetics to form a new clan [Broken Hands] [Broken Feet] [Broken Heads]...... Since most of these disabled people gathered in Tmall Cliff Taobao City, they were collectively referred to as the [Taobao] Chopping Hands Clan!), and the other clans worked hard to carry out their own battle rankings.

And the relationship with the old roar went through the back door, the so-called [chrysanthemum sells neighbors, everything is done] does not seem to be popular here in the Burkeso people, so everyone takes the normal route and roars one by one.

"I'm a Legion Centurion, and I have a first-class tribal medal, why can't I get on it!?" the Broken Hand Clan man scolded with glaring, ignoring the fact that it was his own big chief's father on the other side. A giant man with an iron hook in his right hand and about two meters tall shouted loudly with his hand with a hook.

"Don't talk nonsense, my military rank is a tribal warrior, I have a special tribal medal, of course I will go first!" One of his eyes staring at him was almost on fire, and his face was passionate and generous.

Immediately, an old man next to him who looked to be over half a hundred years old and whose real age should have gone straight to seventy shook his height of two meters and two, leaning on the old man and scolding: "You all shut up for me, I am a tribal lieutenant general! Although I don't know what a lieutenant general is, I thought it was a dipping pickle when I brought it when I first brought it." I didn't think it would be useful now...... Shut up!"

"Ge Lao Tzu Di, Lao Tzu Day, your ancestors are stinking and shameless!" Almost all the Bourkeso people speak a local dialect, after all, it is not easy to gather together, and it is not easy to understand each other: "Lao Tzu is the tribal overseer, Ge Lao Tzu will make way for Lao Tzu!" This should be from the Thor tribe, laughing and looking complacent.

"You old boy dare to talk nonsense! What are you doing! Then Gada, get out of the way of me! I'm a high-ranking overseer! I just let the shaman show me, my military rank is going to die!" "There was a man of about the same age next to him, who seemed to be from the Frostwolf Clan, because he was followed by a giant wolf more than two meters long: "Who just pinched me?

Anyway, Lao Yell is not in a hurry.

He was definitely going to war, and for the first time he felt the benefits of nepotism. It's just that a group of shamans on the side are not in a hurry, because they have combat quotas, except for a very small number of unlucky people who must stick to the ancestral tomb and the black dragon, most of the shamans can act with the army. As for the shaman's combat power......

First you have to be a warrior before you can turn into a shaman, which is a prerequisite for changing classes. Although it is a legal profession, it must also be able to afford a few hundred catties of totems.

"Why did I train a warrior in the first place!" A group of unsuccessful fighters realized the strict problem of knowledge changing fate. A group of shamans who were assembled and ready to set off showed a relieved smile on the side, indicating that the tribe's s|m (shamanic pinyin abbreviation, self-respect) cause has a successor.

As a result, groups of high-ranking overseers, tribal overseers, and groups of lieutenant generals gathered under the city of Landun in less than a day!

(Actually, I vomited blood from the frozen island, and I couldn't run for three days.) It's just that the conditions have not been negotiated, so Cybertron will not let his people appear first, and he looks like he is about to start an army. ）

This was the first time that Lan Dun City had seen so many Bourkeso people, and he had never seen such a big scene at the last Dragon Splitting Banquet. The point is that the last time was a festive celebration, everyone celebrated a giant dragon being chopped off by hands and feet. The people of Bourkeso are not good at joining in the fun (except for war), especially what is there to see about a group of southern barbarians?

This time, this group of Blue Shield people, also known as the "Southern Barbarians" in the northern island countries, have thoroughly seen what it means to be "Northern Nephews", which is called a ...... Barbarian invasion?

To be honest, there are quite a few barbarians in Landun City, tall orcs and even Viking giant mercenaries raised by rich families, this kind of thing is very common. But...... When it comes to the two thousand Burkesos, it's a different story, and it is said that these barbarians are all races that kill people without blinking an eye and are explosive in combat. I'm usually used to seeing the "cursed" knight king Cybertron, and I heard that the people of Bourkeso seem to be ...... It turned out to be quite civilized.

Now that they see what the genuine Bourkeso people look like, everyone has said that they are still cursed to look at it.

Man is like a dragon, a wolf is like a tiger, an ape is like an ape when he goes up the mountain, and he is like an otter when he enters the water.

Of course, it also made the Landun people realize one thing, that is...... In addition to being a little taller, the girls of the Bourkeso people are really generally so beautiful that they have nothing to say!

There are a lot of scriptures that are difficult to recite in Cybertron's house

The earth-shattering war drums rang out again in Cybertron's backyard.

Cybertron really doesn't plan to send his mom to war, but ...... It's one thing to be able to fight over, and it's another thing to dare to fight back. Some people say that they are all big chiefs...... What about the big chief? The big chief also has a daddy and a mommy, especially the daddy is really like the earth, and it's true that mommy squints and says that she can't kill herself.

There are many men, women and children in the family, and the chiefs of various tribes naturally can't lose face, but ...... Who can stay at home and be the masters of the house?

"Mom...... Do you want to be the big chief?" Cybertron made a compromise decision, and made dozens of pounds of delicious food at the family banquet and asked the beautiful lady who didn't have a food appearance: "My son is begging you here, I also have my own hardships here......"