It can be said that except for the previous year, when they slaughtered the territory of the eight open expansion lords, they were beaten the rest of the time.

The wilderness, which had just been exploited by humans, had little food at all, and was poor to death, and not many people were killed by chopping around.

And after the human alliance came, they relied on the fact that there were many people and equipment, and there were many high-level powerhouses, and they were beaten hard.

Fortunately, although their tens of millions of troops are gone, the essence has been retained by them.

Now among the millions of troops under his command, most of them are trolls, ogres, minotaurs, and other dark races with tall horses and relatively strong combat effectiveness.

As for those kobolds and goblins who can fight three or four with a single farmer, except for the existence of first-order kobold warriors and above, the others are basically killed or abandoned.

As for why they are here, it is, of course, because they are well-informed and know the reason for the "rules of absolute militarism" through the cubs who were sent to the dragon's command.

From the cub's mouth, they knew that in the Dragon Alliance, military merit was more important than everything.

Even if it's a legend, you can't go against it, anyway, if you don't have military merits, you're a slave.

Even if you become a legend.

Although the rules are impersonal, the benefits are so big that their eyes shine.

Once a year, the blood sacrifice of tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of subordinates is too tempting.

They said they had to have such benefits.

So in order to gain military merits and resist the attack of those barbarians of the seventeen northern countries, they gave up resistance without saying a word, and with their millions of troops, they ran down and killed towards the Tia Elf Kingdom.

As for the heavy responsibility of resisting those barbarians, just leave it to those who were killed and turned into a plate of scattered ordinary dark races.

They run around, no matter how you say it, there are millions, and they may not be good at fighting on the battlefield, but running away and going to the human world to rob are their specialty.

It can drag on for months.

And this time, they heard that this dragon alliance was awesome, not only cultivating seven legends, but also possessing seven extraordinary legions comparable to the ace armies of the Human Empire.

As for the four or five million dark creatures under his command, they all ate fat and weigh, and they could fight more than those skinny guys.

Most importantly, they are wrapped and eaten.

The Dragon Alliance itself is so strong, plus their dark legends and the legends of the good races who have a grudge against humans.

And there is no shortage of food, how can I just have a wave with the human world.

The Dragon Alliance has amassed such a large army, and it is certainly not just to destroy the Tia Elven Kingdom.

After all, such a huge army can wipe out the other party ten times.

If nothing else, just send two extraordinary legions of 10,000 people, and you can slaughter each other, and you won't need such a huge army at all.

Its main purpose is definitely to eliminate the hidden dangers inside, and then turn the knife to the outside, and just a wave of human beings.

He has been a subordinate of the dragon for hundreds of years, but he knows the dragon's mind quite well.

The legendary ogre Chris Cooper flew at the forefront of the five legends, five meters tall, the whole person looked like a small mountain, and his face was full of longing for slaughter.

"We have to speed up, those guys have all gotten the news, and they are all preparing to grab military merits with their armies, and we can't fall behind."

"After all, Lao Tzu doesn't want to provide blood to their group of guys to make them stronger."

The giant hand pressed down, and a wolf-headed man flew through the ranks below with a wail, and he grabbed his head.

Casually tossed it into his own mouth, the legendary ogre Chris Cooper mumbled.

"Those elves are not easy to mess with, just a few of us, if you want to defeat them, you have to play with your life."

The legendary Harpy, in her extremely sharp birdly voice, said.

The other three legends also agreed with her words and echoed her.

Glancing at the four dark legends who were greedy for life and afraid of death.

"A bunch of cowards!"

The legendary ogre Chris Cooper casually spat out a wolf head, waved his big hand, and with a wave of his hand, he broke away from the team with 100,000 ogres, and moved forward to kill without hesitation.

The other four Dark Legends were so angry by each other's words and actions that their faces were quite unsightly.

But ogres were originally the higher beings in the dark race, and after becoming legends, their strength increased even more with their thick skin.

The strength is fully capable of fighting head-on with the human legend who is fully armed and wears a variety of rune legendary weapons.

is the strongest of them.

Two thousand miles to the south, three kobold legends and four goblin legends ran forward with their own koheads and goblins, desperately trying to catch up with this war.

However, their speed, the distance of 2,000 miles, will take at least a month, and it is likely that they will not even be able to drink soup.

And in the east of Tia's elven kingdom, several other orc legends five thousand miles away could only sigh.

It's so far away that their men can't catch up with it, and they may not even be able to eat a bone after they pass.

It's better to wait here, waiting for the dragon to take the army to the human world with an army.

Thousands of miles east of the Tia Elven Kingdom, the army is mighty, and Elena led her five thousand transcendent legions, all the way through five levels and six generals, slaughtering several Warcraft groups.

Bloodthirsty brutality is brought to the extreme.

"Die!"

In the murky swamp, a purple meteor fell from the sky, and where it passed, the air waves were churning, and the strong air pressure diameter opened up a circular track of broken trees in the middle of the trees.

"Whew!"

Angry and bloodthirsty howls rang out.

A sixteen-meter-long crocodile burst out of the swamp, opened its bloody mouth, and bit viciously at the meteor.

"Bump!"

A purple meteor flashed.

Blood rained down, and purple flames burned the crocodile's soul in an instant.

The carcass of a crocodile that had been struck into charcoal fell to the ground.

"Kill!"

The legendary troll Herman Pulle leads his five thousand extraordinary trolls into the crocodiles.

The third-order crocodile king was killed, and the remaining dozens of demonic beast crocodiles were frightened and ran away without saying a word.

Thousands of ordinary crocodiles, without brains, but they also know the word fear, and when they see that the kings of their powerful clans and clans are dead, of course they will not fight to the death.

All of a sudden, blood rained, and one after another Warcraft crocodiles died tragically under their swords.

"Hahaha!"

"Sure enough, it's not that I'm too weak, it's that Ace is too despicable."

"I'm still strong!"

Confidence exploded, and Elena laughed wildly.