Xiaotang and Jia Yong led Ye Ling and Garcia out of the martial arts training ground and came to the big square where the mecha war beast was assembled before.

In the midst of the heavy snow, sparks are not lit up in the main square.

Walking in, General Hua and a group of craftsmen are dismantling the bear-type war beast and the eagle-type war beast and synthesizing one!

Ye Ling was impressed by the trick again and again.

Xiaotang jumped up and ran to the side of the war beast and patted the thick metal plate.

Then, the beast turned its head!

Only then did Ye Ling discover that this war beast was actually a silver-maned beast pretending to be a mecha shell!

"Don't shake, don't shake!" shouted General Hana, standing on a high wooden ladder.

The silvermaned beast quickly returned to its original position, lying on the ground, looking very well-behaved.

In order to cure it, everyone put in a lot of effort, and now it has been well recovered, and the outside of the broken bone is also supported by the craftsmen with a splint.

And this huge mecha shell was specially modified for it by General Hua.

"I'm telling you, this kind of thing is good for a machine war beast, it's just different from human nature, if it encounters any malfunction, or an unexpected situation, and it doesn't have time to control it, it will easily lose its effect. ”

General Hua said while working: "The size of this silver-maned beast is rare in a hundred years, and Xiaotang is a good friend, I adopted it into the mansion, and entertained it with delicious food and drink, and it will be a fierce general under Xiaotang in the future!"

To tell the truth, the silver-maned beast, a vegetarian beast, is naturally very cautious and not very bold, and the giant silver-maned beast in front of him is a very brave one in their group.

Although their own combat effectiveness is not as good as those aggressive beasts, they also have a characteristic, that is, their strength is particularly large.

If they hadn't been struck by a thunderbolt last time, their bodies could actually bear fifteen times heavier than themselves, and their own strength could also lift objects 20 times heavier than themselves for a short time in the ultimate state.

In proportion, they are actually more powerful creatures than tigers and bears.

For ordinary little silver-maned beasts, although their strength is great, they are limited by their size, and at most they can only lift a large stone and a small sapling, which is considered the limit.

But this one......

Ye Ling believed that under the cultivation of the two spiritual cultivators of Xiaotang and Zhang Buyi, this silver-maned beast could definitely become a fierce general.

During the half hour of watching, Ye Ling offered to help many times, but was stopped by General Hua on the grounds that Ye Ling was a layman.

Ye Ling scratched his head, he has a specialization in the art industry, and in martial arts, Ye Ling can crush General Hua, but with such a sophisticated technique, Ye Ling really can't help.

Half an hour later, the craftsmen clapped their hands and came down from the scaffolding.

"Alright, done. ”

General Hua gave an order, only to hear the silvermaned beast cry softly, and the craftsmen shook the turntable one after another, hanging the made battle armor in the air, leaving room for the silvermaned beast to leave.

"It turned out to be a detachable ......," Ye Ling muttered.

"Of course it can be disassembled, this armor is equipped with four spirit stone heavy cannons, even if the silver-maned beast is good at carrying heavy objects, it can't be carried every day. A craftsman accosted as he passed by.

"That's it, let it carry a heavy cannon and go around the yard every day, you are empty in your heart, hahaha. ”

Ye Ling smiled and nodded at them, watching the craftsmen leave.

He found that this group of craftsmen, unlike other people in the mansion, had an obvious awe of Ye Ling, and when they talked to him, there was no obvious order of respect and inferiority, and the communication was very natural.

Ye Ling prefers such people, but it's a pity that the more his military exploits and higher his status, the fewer such people become.

It is precisely because of this that Ye Ling attaches great importance to this group of friends around him, after all, in his previous life, he had too few friends.

If he could, he hoped that Garcia would also be able to communicate with her more equally, since she accidentally learned her identity, Garcia has always had an invisible barrier with herself, which made Ye Ling very uncomfortable.

It is precisely because of this that Ye Ling instilled the concept of "equality between man and God" like Garcia, until she was impatient.

............

That night, the mountain ghost border, the Soul Mountain, a palace made of white bones.

"Report to the big leaders, there is a battle report from the northwest!"

Among the great clan leaders, one of the oldest and highest-ranking old men shook the white bone staff in his hand and said, "Read." ”

"Yes, yes. The herald's voice trembled.

The old man glanced at the other big leaders, "The Sword Ghost Clan is the most promising clan in recent years, especially their patriarch, who is young and promising, and this battle report is bound to be good news." ”

The rest of the leaders nodded.

On a seat on the right, there was a person who looked like a Hongyuan human race, he was dressed in a black robe, and his temperament was gloomy, mixed in this group of mountain ghost clans, and he didn't look dazzling.

"I'll tell you to read it!" The old man at the head noticed that the herald had not spoken for a long time, and his face was angry, and he rebuked loudly.

"The Sword Ghost Clan, today set out to attack the northern outpost of Hongyuan, and all of them were destroyed. ”

The joy on the faces of the leaders faded suddenly.

"What?" the old man at the head sat up straight.

"Sword Ghost Clan...... Completely extinguished. ”

The old man snorted, the expression on his face could not be concealed for a long time, and he squeezed out a voice between his teeth: "Is there anything else?"

"Yes. After the war, an avalanche occurred in the Thousand Peaks Mountain Range, and the reckless ghost tribe was completely wiped out, the remnants of the blood curse tribe were completely wiped out, and the snow ghost tribe was completely wiped out......"

"That's enough!" the old man interrupted the herald's report, stretched out his thin right arm, and said, "Bring it, I'll see it myself." ”

The herald trembled and handed over the battle report.

After seeing the battle report with his own eyes, the old man's scarlet pupils suddenly opened!

In this report, 7 tribes were completely wiped out by avalanches, 4 tribes half escaped and were displaced, and 2 tribes were damaged on a small scale.

Among them, the Blood Curse Tribe, the Reckless Ghost Tribe, and the Sword Ghost Tribe, are the three main forces of the Northwest Invading Army.

Now, these three tribes have all been wiped out, and the rest of the tribes, although there are survivors, are also embarrassed.

"This can't be done, Hong Yuanjun knows who our main force is, and now in this situation, Hong Yuanjun will inevitably take advantage of the victory to pursue and compete for a large area of land north of Qianfeng Mountain!" said a big leader.

"In that case, we'll be even farther away from the leyline spirit core in the northwest!"

With a "bang", the old man slammed his fist on the arm of the chair.

"What you say makes sense...... he looked at the only human race in the room with a fierce gaze, and said, "Surnamed Duan, didn't you say that your poisonous needle would cause chaos within Hong Yuanjun?

The old man's words are questions every word.

The black-robed man frowned, and he didn't know what the situation was.

At this time, the herald who was kneeling on the ground spoke again, "Great Leader, the person who led the army of Hong Yuan this time is not Hua Qingye, but a young swordsman!"