The slippery and fluffy feeling made Claremont subconsciously lift the soles of his feet, and seeing that the gray felt boots were dry and crisp, he frowned suspiciously, put down the soles of his feet, and suddenly found that as his right foot landed, a ripple spread slowly on the solid loess slope.

With a stirring spirit in his heart and an ominous premonition, Claremont hurriedly looked up and looked around, seeing that everything he could see had become as soft as a swamp in the short time he bowed his head, and hurriedly reminded King Yasen beside him: "Your Majesty, the enemy is using large-scale earth magic..."

"It's just a 'turn dirt into mud' attack that doesn't discriminate, and the zero-level spell 'Light Body Technique' can be easily resolved.

Look, Claremont doesn't need my order at all, the mage group has already started casting spells," Hough pointed to the coalition magician who was stunned not far away and then began to intuitually cast spells, and absentmindedly interrupted the brainstorm's words, "It seems that this is the struggle of the barbarian army, it's really amazing..."

Before the dignity king's conceit could finish speaking, thousands of sharp spears suddenly pierced out of the mud in the direction of his fingers, piercing hundreds of allied soldiers to death, and then in the blood that spilled like fountains everywhere, countless barbarian warriors drove the hideous horsemen to break through the earth, brandished their swords, and began to kill all the terrestrial humans they saw.

These Inferno warriors were covered in a faint yellow, blue, and red glow, and the bloody earth could not attach to their armor at all, and the sticky body slowly flowed and slid down.

As countless blood sludges fell to the ground, the arrogant King Yasen only felt that the blood in his skull was also falling and falling. His face was pale and he looked at the battlefield for a long time, and said in a dreamy dry voice: "Claremont, this, this, this..."

When an army that had fought hard for four or five hours was suddenly attacked by an enemy force far superior in numbers and combat effectiveness when it was about to usher in victory, the blow to its will was naturally devastating.

Claremont looked at the coalition warriors who had collapsed, and his mind was not panicked but extremely clear, "My king, the army of the Hell Barbarians is not the millions we expected. It's more than 10 million.

Their plan was to use a million-strong army as bait to 'drag down' the Continental Alliance. And then in one fell swoop.

We are already doomed to lose this battle, the most important thing now is to restrain the remnants of the army, preserve the strength, as long as we can leave a million 'warrior seeds' in the Green Leaf Continent, there is still room to hold on and fight again..."

Yassen's think tank hurriedly stated his reasoning. He was about to ask the King of Dignity to order the coalition forces to fight and retreat. Suddenly, he saw that his battle formation was completely defeated from west to east.

The defeat was like a mountain. In the blink of an eye, the entire front of the landers vanished like a hurricane-torn dam, leaving only millions of defeated soldiers who had lost their armor and fled in a hurry.

"How could it be. How could it be crushed with such a blow!" Looking at the defeated soldiers who were driven like lambs by the barbarians and slaughtered to their heart's content, the King of Dignity, whose minds were in confusion, let out a hysterical roar.

"Your Majesty, Fran, Fran's army withdrew and was defeated when the army of the barbarians ambushed appeared, and then the Duchy of Wharton, the Republic of Katria..."After more than ten seconds, the young military intelligence officer announced in a trembling voice.

"Wharton, Catalia... They are all, they are all close vassals of Farran, "After all, King Yasin is an outstanding monarch with great talents and military strategies, and as soon as his arrogance and conceit are gone, he thinks about everything at once, his eyes widen, and he shouts angrily: "Odord Parildo, this damn bastard, has really betrayed humanity!"

It's a pity that it was too late for him to wake up, and the rout had already rushed to the central battle formation of the coalition army...

At the same moment, Zhang Lisheng, who had spent all the accumulated power of faith to finally complete this incredible underground ambush battle, looked exhausted at the insect-like collapse of the continental alliance army in the water curtain that had changed to a bird's-eye view, and finally showed a comfortable smile on his face that had been gloomy after the battle.

The chief priest of the land people on the side watched the compatriots who had no power to fight back being killed by the barbarian warriors one by one, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the defeat of the heretical alliance is decided, and these fleeing mainland warriors will inevitably convert to your faith in the future, rather than killing them all, it is better to take them prisoner..."

"Tu'an, we don't have the skills to surrender and guard the prisoners of war now," Zhang Lisheng waved his hand and said with a smile: "I suddenly feel that now is the best time to destroy the Yasen Kingdom, so I plan to let the Wuli Expeditionary Force drive the rout army to Yasen and advance towards Yasen."

The capture of 'Yasen' was followed by the Kingdom of Quilst and then the Duchy of Robin... Wait until the 'flange' is completely surrounded, and then swallow it, so that four-fifths of the land of the Green Leaf Continent will be in my pocket, what do you think?"

If it is a democratic country, or even a feudal dynasty, this kind of strategy, which is related to the fortunes of the country and involves tens of millions of troops, must be discussed again and again by top think tanks, and the sand table of the sergeant's family is the most deduced and then the resolution is formed, but in a theocratic country, the hasty decision of the only god patting his brain can withstand all the wisdom of the mortal world.

Looking at the elated appearance of the god Wu Li, Tuan pondered for a while, did not continue to intercede for the millions of compatriots who were brutally slaughtered, and replied respectfully: "Your Majesty, according to your strategy, it is not easy to destroy the kingdoms of Yasen, and it is a wonderful idea to break through the city defenses with the rout of the coalition army alone. ”

"Tuan, you can really keep up with my train of thought. Zhang Lisheng triumphantly praised a word that the chief priest of the land people could not understand, and summoned Wu Li to order the warrior to give him a brilliant idea.

As soon as the god Wu Li gave an order, the continental alliance army had no chance to breathe and escape, and was driven all the way to the rout of the hell barbarians to attack the city and plunder the land.

In the case that fifty percent of the mainland's reserve soldiers, sixty percent of the semi-professional sergeants, and seventy percent of the lords and nobles were almost wiped out, the Yasen Kingdom, which had eighty percent of the country's troops joining the continental coalition army, had no power to fight back when the barbarian army was attacking.

Although the neighboring Farran was not directly attacked by the barbarians of Hell and felt heavy military pressure, its ruler, the Sun King, in a greedy and desperate situation, strangely announced the establishment of the 'Wuli Religion' as the state religion, and began to ban other religions in the territory of the Kingdom of Fran.

Heaven will destroy him, and he will make him mad.

In this way, at the same time that the army of Hell annexed the kingdoms of Asan, the king of Farrand himself paved the prelude to the conquest of the country, and it was too late to regret it when the barbarian army pressed the border, and the Parildo dynasty, which had existed for hundreds of years, fell apart within three days and was replaced by divine power, so that eighty percent of the land of the Green Leaf Continent has been shrouded in the faith of the god Wuli...

In the middle of summer, the northern Xinjiang ushered in the hottest season of the year, at this moment, the borders and cities in the hinterland of the mainland have long disappeared and merged, but all the fortified cities bordering the stubborn plateau remain unmoved, continuing to fulfill their only mission for thousands of years, to defend against the invasion of the barbarians in the northern Xinjiang.

Tusara Fortress, located in the center of the beginning of the Boulder Plateau, is the first fortified city in the northern region of the Green Leaf Continent, and is also the most populous frontier city.

As the sun set, Zhang Lisheng stood on the mottled city wall of this majestic city made of boulders and clay, full of countless years of vicissitudes, and looked at the barren mountain road that was abruptly high and endless in the distance, and suddenly saw about a thousand Wuli scouts composed of a mixture of Hell and landmen galloping down the hillside from far and near, bringing up bursts of smoke and dust.

In the flying dust, hundreds of majestic giants with a height of at least two hundred and fifty centimeters were trapped by the thin ropes made of black iron wire, and pulled behind the terrain dragon ridden by the Wuli warriors, and while struggling unyieldingly, the speed was not inferior to that of the riding beasts and galloped down the plateau.

"Have you finally caught the captives," Zhang Lisheng muttered as he watched the messy scout troops enter the city: "They are also barbarians, these 'stubborn stone people' living in the vast plateau and the fire hell people who evolved on tropical islands are simply two extremes.

However, their 'dead brains' are similar, as long as they can find a breakthrough, they should be able to use a very simple method to subdue them, but what is this method?

Ancestor worship, ancestor worship, I can't pretend to be the reincarnation of these big ancestors..."

While the young man frowned and pondered, a middle-aged landman in a yellow robe, extremely athletic, with short hair like an inch long hedgehog, and a short beard, climbed the city wall surrounded by a group of plate warriors and strode behind him.

"Great Gods, the scout troops have crushed a small tribe of more than 1,000 people on the edge of the Stubborn Plateau, and captured hundreds of captives of the Northern Frontier barbarians..."The middle-aged man in the yellow robe bowed respectfully.

He was originally the most wise and warlike general of the 'Tusara City Fortress', but because his family had long since declined, and he was born unable to master the power of mana, he did nothing for most of his life.

After conquering most of the land and population of the Green Leaf Continent and occupying the entire continent was a foregone conclusion, Zhang Lisheng began to open up the fate gamble that was previously only possible for the leaders of the Hell Warriors to the elites of the land people who obeyed his theocratic rule, and transplanted the spirit Jin Dan Li.

So this brave lucky man took his own life, first possessed the power of mana, restored to the appearance of the prime of life, gained a long life, and then was appointed as the general in charge of the army, so he always showed great devotion to the god Wu Li.

"Kitimu, I just saw the scouts grabbing the northern barbarians into the city," Zhang Lisheng continued to look at the high ground in the distance without looking back, and said: "Take them to the city wall, I will meet these stubborn captives here." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty. Kitim replied respectfully, got up and retreated, and after a while, a group of tall barbarians, old and young, male and female, were escorted to the city wall by a group of Wuli warriors. (To be continued......)