She's not Ace and Elena, the ones who like to be shopkeepers.

The information sent by the vampire legend, she had carefully read it many times.

Through that information and the knowledge of the legends of the humans in the East, in the face of the powerful dragon alliance that defeated the North and South Realms, there is a high probability that the other party will immediately withdraw after receiving the news.

After all, the other party is more shrewd than the legendary humans of the north and south.

The legends of both the North and the South will retreat under their threat, let alone them.

A few days later.

After determining that the cavalry of the Southern Human Alliance was more than three thousand miles away from their current position, they had no intention of turning back.

Ace gave the order to retreat.

With the exception of the 100,000 nezumi who remained, all the armies began to withdraw towards the interior of the swamp.

On the grassy grassland.

The nezumi nobleman Raki Rue looked at the countless armies of dark races that disappeared at the end of his field of vision, and touched his beard with his small hand, and his mouse face was already happy.

"Eight hundred miles of grassland, such a large piece of floor, just hunting can feed hundreds of thousands of rat people!"

"If you learn from those nomadic herders and raise cattle and sheep, millions or even tens of millions of people can survive."

"We're going to send it this time!"

"I must not fail Your Majesty's gift to me once."

"With me here, humans will never be allowed to enter His Majesty's grassland!"

Rachiru turned to look at the 100,000 people who had been left behind.

Using his third-order aristocratic level strength, he said in a loud voice: "From now on, we will defend these eight hundred miles of grassland for His Majesty the Dragon. ”

"No matter how many enemies come, we will kill or drive them away."

"Not an inch of the land that Your Majesty has acquired through war can be taken away by the enemy!"

"Do you understand?"

The roar of the nezumi nobleman Rachi Lu rang out.

"Got it!"

The roar of 100,000 rat men resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Raki Ru, a nezumi nobleman, touched his beard with satisfaction.

Morale is available.

As long as his people weren't as snappy as they used to be, ten humans would be able to chase down a hundred nezumi.

With the help of the knowledge in the head, there is no legend, and it is quite easy to defend the grassland of 800 miles.

Subsequently, the nezumi nobleman Rachi Lu began to assign tasks to nezumi warriors and nezumi heroes who had a decent IQ, and asked them to take ordinary clansmen to dig holes.

After the distribution was completed, he himself took twenty or thirty thousand nezumi to dig a hole at the border of the dark swamp and bring water over.

The other two third-order nezumi did not let each other idle, and let them use the knowledge in their minds to take some of the more elite nezumi to create quicksand and swamp quagmire, which can devour life.

In a castle hundreds of miles east of the eastern border of the Dark Marshes.

Twenty-five Legends from the Middle Realm and three Legends from the Eastern Realm gathered in the same room once again.

"Those Southerners fled without a fight!"

"Those guys are even worse than the people in the north, they at least dare to fight, dare to fight a decisive battle with each other."

"And what about them? In the trial stage, more than 100,000 people were sacrificed, and they did not dare to fight. ”

"What a bunch of cowards!"

An imperial lord patted the openwork metal stone table in front of him and said angrily.

As an old legend with a lifespan of eight hundred and fifty years, he didn't have much time left.

Originally, I thought that as long as those guys in the south could delay for a few years, drag the dragon in the south.

In this way, they were able to quickly expand the river, slowly pumping the water from the dark swamp into the sea, in order to force the dragon to come up with higher knowledge in exchange for victory.

As a result, the other party was so uncompetitive that the cavalry tactics that he and several other university scholars racked their brains to come up with were all in vain.

"What's the use of anger?"

"The dragon has come to us with seven extraordinary legions."

"Twenty-seven Dark Legends, three Legends of the Elves of the Elven Kingdom of Tia, and a demi-artifact."

"That dragon boss, his combat power is not comparable to that of ordinary dragons, not to mention that he has two younger sisters."

"Fight them head-on, just a few of us, and we have to turn around and run away like those guys in the south."

The Legendary Sage said in a rather unpleasant tone.

In the past few months, his mood has been really terrible.

The greed for life and fear of death of human legends refreshes his bottom line again and again.

Their greed for life and fear of death has led them to fail one plan after another.

As the saying goes, no matter how good the plan is, no matter how beautiful the plan is, if the executor is not very powerful, it will be the same as no plan.

That's what they're dealing with right now.

Since the original battle with the dragons, he and four other Legendary Sages have designed several legends in the South and North to exchange several dragons for their lives, so that they can achieve this final victory.

The legends of the South and the North have become extremely greedy for life and afraid of death.

One by one, they became extremely shrewd, slippery, and did not let people grasp the handle at all.

Now it's really hard to send a legend to fight an enemy.

As the saying goes, when people's hearts are scattered, the team will not be easy to bring.

They designed those human legends to send them to death, which greatly stimulated the legends in the human world.

Legends are the ceiling of combat power in today's world, and their super strength has brought them endless wealth and power.

They naturally have their own pride, and now that they are at the same level, other existences have been directly killed by some guys, which is not for them to be careless.

Today they are pitted to death, and tomorrow they themselves will be pitted to death.

The more I think about it, the more careful the human legends become.

In fact, it is not only the legends of mankind in the south and north that are unwilling to fight the enemy in the absence of absolute superiority.

The legends of the Middle, East, and West are the same.

At this time, the legendary sage did not regret everything he had designed at the beginning, after all, if he hadn't won the decisive battle at the beginning, they would still be fighting with that group of dragons at this moment.

It's worse than it is now.

The only thing he regretted was why he didn't make his movements a little more concealed in the first place, so that those human legends who died in battle died in battle normally.

Instead of exposing so many flaws, let the legends of mankind put themselves in danger, one by one more careful.

"Your Majesty, Sage!"

"The current situation is quite unfavorable for us, and there is news from our eastern border, along with the news of the defeat of our human world."

"Those dragons who ran overseas are not honest!"

"In the past few months, they have frequently attacked our merchant ships in the east."

"Fish-people, snake people, mermaids, and other intelligent races of the sea are also moving frequently under the leadership of that group of dragons."

"Some deep-sea beasts with divine bloodlines are also showing signs of awakening."

A legend who came from the support of the East, a little heavy.