It is inevitable to make this decision.

Bread tree plantations exceeded four billion acres and produced one billion tons of grain a year, which is why he had to go to war.

And not when he wanted war, bread tree plantations reached four billion tons.

As a dragon with a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder, he always likes whole numbers.

Therefore, he generally likes to put the time of the beginning of the war when the development of his power reaches a whole number.

And his general criterion, except for some surprises, is to judge by how many plantations he has.

"It's been a three-year truce, and you have enough cubs."

"I will give you free food to feed your cubs, and you can build a mountain, and now it is time for you to repay me, there is no free lunch in the world, and those who eat me are cut back for me on the battlefield."

Scarlet light flashed in Ace's eyes, and the entire hall turned into a blood-red golden palace the moment the scarlet descended into the world.

The surging dragon power instantly weighed heavily on the hearts of every strong man.

"Your servants will live up to your expectations and turn the entire Westfrontier into a territory under your dragon's wings, and let the whole world sing your praises of your strength."

Five thousand third-order powerhouses and sixty-five legends knelt on one knee at the same time, and their expressions were surging.

War, they have been waiting for a long time.

Now, when war comes, they are naturally excited.

Looking at them full of fighting spirit, Ace nodded with satisfaction.

These subordinates of his, doing other things, may have some problems with this and that, such as the last time he let the other party breed normally and increase the number, but the other party made the extreme situation of the female squeezing the male, but in the face of war, they are all peak-level existences.

Morale comes with twelve layers, forever bursting, completely ignoring the reputation of bullying the small, and the legend is unreasonable to kill a group of ordinary soldiers.

I don't care about the reputation of any strong man, everything is on par with military merits.

What tactics can get more military merit? They fight as they want.

It's hard to lose.

After three years, the Dragon Alliance, whose strength has swelled several times again, once again sounded the clarion call for war.

Countless bonfires were lit, and the smoke of war rose from the ground.

Recruited, the dense number of warriors of all races reached 650 million, and they began to gather excitedly towards the assembly places one by one.

Sixty-five legends, with their own extraordinary legions, began to lead this extremely large army as the masters of the legions.

In order to better command, Ace only recruited 650 million soldiers, in order to use the legend as the main force, let them lead the army of 10 million alone.

Maximize the war potential of the Dragon Alliance.

The entire Westside was shaken.

Faced with a huge army of 650 million, they were all dumbfounded.

In the past three years, although they have also become a lot stronger with the help of the Blood Sacrifice, compared to the Dragon Alliance opposite, their powerful speed is almost negligible, and they can't keep up with the growth rate of the opponent's strength at all.

Now facing such a large army, and a legend who is fully armed to the teeth, with a second-order transcendent legion to fight them.

Not counting the ancient evil gods, all of them combined, it is not enough for a few legends to fight with a second-order transcendent legion.

They were desperate.

Dusk, between the towering mountains.

Countless dark races converged into a sea of fire that ignited the entire land, rushing towards the front.

One by one, they were hungry and excited, and they rushed forward desperately.

Even if the officers kept shouting, they still couldn't contain their enthusiasm.

One by one, they desperately squeezed forward, as if they were afraid that if they walked a little slower, their military merits would not be theirs.

"Clansmen, hurry up!"

"Time waits for no one, a little later, you may be slaves for the rest of your life."

"This is your chance!"

"After this war is over, even if you die of old age, you will not have the opportunity to go to the battlefield again."

A centurion kobold, desperately shouting in his own army.

While shouting that he was still there, he pulled the kobold who was walking a little slower around and ran forward desperately.

And the more than 400 kobolds also knew that this was their only chance to change their fate, so they also gritted their dog's teeth one by one and ran forward desperately.

The road has been completely blocked.

All kinds of dark creatures are desperately squeezing forward with all their strength.

The whole scene was chaotic.

In the sky, in the small steel castle with the floating magic circle burned, the legendary ogre Babukar is advancing rapidly with his second-order transcendent army.

Below him, tens of millions of ogres, like herds of bison, squeezed through countless other kinds of dark races and rushed forward desperately.

The ground was churning, and all kinds of angry scolding, roaring, and screaming never stopped.

"The king of our people, some of our spies in the western realm have sent news that as early as two years ago, those ancient evil gods and kings and nobles of various countries were desperately forging large ships to transport people and various materials overseas."

"Today, the population of 3 billion people in the west is rapidly decreasing, and about a million people are being sent overseas every day."

"We're going to speed things up!"

"If we want to get the fief that feeds our ogre clan's current population, this time we need to obtain at least 30 million military merits."

"If we want our ogre clan to continue to grow, we need more military merit."

An ogre university scholar said with greed in his tone.

All of them ogres are more than three meters tall, and they are big, so they naturally eat more.

If you want to be full, you need at least 1,000 catties of grain a year.

According to today's western border, a military merit can be exchanged for five acres of fiefdom, one acre can produce 500 catties of grain, and five acres of fiefdom can produce 2,500 catties of grain a year.

You can also raise two ogres.

After all, they must be fed every day, and even have to be fed, otherwise, the quality of blood during the blood sacrifice will be greatly affected.

In order for the blood sacrifice not to be affected, it is necessary to eat enough.

And this time, with the help of the tide of fertility, the number of their ogres has exceeded 60 million, which means that if you want to feed these ogres, you must need 30 million military merits.

Otherwise, after the war is over, they are likely to starve to death of many, many people because of food problems.

The Dragons Alliance is ruled by dragons, and its rules are quite cruel due to the nature of their dragons.

With the exception of the Panda Man and the Swamp Kobold, Ace no longer gives food to every dark creature born outside of wartime.

Their food needs to be supplied by their own people.

Doing so is also Ace's helplessness, because under the infinite food, some dark races are too capable of giving birth, and if they are not restricted, he will be eaten and bankrupt by the other party sooner or later.