Violent Bull Demon

Luojia Mountains, Cumulus Mountains, Iron Hoof Tribe. .

In the early morning, before the sky was completely bright, the horns of the expedition sounded loudly in the square.

The thick steel plate armor, a shining long-handled battle ax, and the standard equipment of the Keitel tauren, fully armed, set off the already tall tauren even more mighty and majestic.

At a glance, the cold steel plate armor gleamed with a heavy aura in the sun, and with the majestic body of the tauren, it looked like a group of metal fortresses.The shining long-handled battle ax reflects the cold and sharp cold light, like a storm full of metal, as if it wants to chop off the head of the invading enemy.

As one of the top ten tribes of the Keitel tribe, the Iron Hoof tribe has a rich history, and the patriarch has even been promoted to the ancestor of the empire, which is even more prestigious.Especially after practicing the three-body posture adapted by Ye Han, the tribes here are stronger and more powerful, and they are much stronger than other tribes.

The entire tribe is thriving and developing, and it will definitely become the center of the Keitel tribe in a short time. As for the Tauren Presbyterian Council, it has long been out of control here.

This time the enemy invaded, the empire had reached an important moment of life and death, and the Tauren, who had always been the vanguard of the battlefield, naturally did not dare to lag behind, and they gathered one after another, preparing to deal a heavy blow to the invaders.

The uniform, mighty and majestic expedition team was surrounded by young children and women. Under the mighty and heavy atmosphere, the cheerful children on weekdays also stopped playing and looked for their own love in the crowd with adoring eyes. dad.The women of the tribe also had a serious expression, and only shed some tears when no one saw them, but they showed a firm support in front of people.

The Beamon orcs were never afraid of death or war. In ancient times, they overcame obstacles and created a large empire in the Western Desolate Continent, which is the mainstream of the human world.The tenacious character of the ancestors of the empire, who were not afraid of hardships and dangers, was passed down to them. Even in the face of hardships and difficulties, they would hold their heads high and would not succumb to anyone's provocation.

In front of the expedition team, several tribal elders stood imposingly, looking at the heroic army behind them, with an extremely gratified expression on their faces.

This is my tribe, this is my people.

"Great Elder, I'm counting on you for this expedition." The elder who stayed behind said respectfully to Feng Xu.

The tribal patriarch should have rashly set off with the army, but Lei Li's status is different now, he has become the patriarch of the empire, and it is impossible to stay in the tribe permanently. Most of the things have been handed over to the great elder Feng Xu. Auxiliary, so this expedition was directed by the Great Elder Fengxu.

Feng Xu nodded, looking at the strong fellow clansman, a trace of sadness welled up in the depths of his eyes.

"Such a big battle, I don't know how many people will return!"

This is the cruelty of war. Unless one surpasses the realm of void secret energy, no matter how strong a person is, he will not have much effect on the battlefield. The power is incomparably small.

In the crowd, a middle-aged tauren with gray hair and only half of one horn left, and a one-eyed mask was silently watching the team.

When he went to war that year, he was as strong and strong as these people, mighty and majestic, but after a war...

He couldn't help stroking half of the corner with his hand, and the silent words of the one-horned tauren Hunter revealed a kind of desolate blessing.

"Everyone promises that everyone will be able to return to this land."

As time passed, everyone could feel a heavy atmosphere gradually increasing, as if a stone was blocked in the chest, blocking the breathing and becoming extremely difficult.

The Great Elder Feng Xu looked up at the bright sky, a high-pitched and bright voice suddenly sounded, and he waved his arms.

"Let's go!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"Go out! Go out! Go out!"

The long-handled battle ax slammed on the ground, and the heavy sound turned into a majestic roar, and the neat army marched into the distance.

……

In the entire Bimon Empire, countless tribes, like the iron-shoe tribe, gathered to go out one after another, the building will collapse, and the eggs will fall.

If there is no empire, countless tribes will have no meaning to exist. All orcs will only become the meat of the enemy's steel knife, or become slaves of others, and by then it will be too late.

This time, the empire issued a general mobilization order. All races and tribes were mobilized, and all men of the right age had to join the army to fight. The huge imperial war machine was fully activated.

Teams of swift wolf cavalry quickly interspersed and harassed, disrupting the ranks of the human army.A flying race that comes and goes like the wind, with the Garuda and Swan tribes as the main force, investigating news.

The imperial city of Campas del God, with the Imperial Guard as the main force, the Beast Emperor personally commanded the army to go out, the Rhine Lion Clan and the Tiger Clan led the eight main battle races, as well as hundreds of small races and tens of thousands of tribal troops , Gathered into a mighty army, set off towards the battlefield where the sun never sets, where they fought an all-out war with the human army.

……

Although the Great Empire sent troops together this time, they did not dare to attack separately. Obviously, they also understood the strength of the Beamon Empire. They have been huddled together from the beginning. Pay attention, destroy the army all the way alone.

The army of the Holy Light Empire is in the center, the army of the Kingdom of the Dark Alliance is on the right, and the armies of the other human empires are on the left, and at the same time they are heading towards the battlefield where the sun never sets.

The extremely tense atmosphere solidified in the air, turning into layers of thick dark clouds, as if they were about to cover the world. The entire Western Wilderness Continent fell silent, and countless pairs of eyes were fixed on this place, waiting for this The result of a war seldom encountered in hundreds of years.

No matter which side wins, it will change the pattern of the entire Western Wilderness Continent.

If the human side wins, then the Western Wilderness Continent will inevitably become the world of the Human Alliance, and the Behemoth Empire will be divided up.When the Beamon Empire wins, the orcs will inevitably expand their territory outwards, and the extension of the sphere of influence is second. The key is that its impact will be enough to benefit the orcs in the wasteland for the next few decades, and it will be able to deter all parties. No matter how rashly you act, these are the powers of the victor.

……

They didn't make everyone wait for too long. Only half a month later, tens of millions of troops from both sides gathered on the bloody plain on the battlefield where the sun never sets.

Under the sunlight, the ground under his feet was dark red, as if it was stained red with blood.Looking up, the entire plain is extremely vast, and even the tens of millions of armies on both sides only occupy a small area of ​​the plain.

There has always been a legend in this blood-colored plain that the reason why the ground is as blood-colored is because gods and gods died here in battle in ancient times, and the blood seeped into the ground, becoming the blood-colored plain.

Of course, this was just a rumor, even the blood of the gods could hardly dye the entire plain a bloody dark red.And there have been many battles here, and countless soldiers have shed blood here. If all the blood is collected, it will probably become a rushing river of blood, and perhaps eventually converge into a bloody sea.

But right here, tens of millions of armies confront each other, the two conflicting races are filled with too much hatred, the cold gazes in the eyes of both sides, as if they want to kill each other, pass through the air, collide with each other, wipe out A cloud of bright sparks.

A group of extremely heavy and extremely depressing aura diffused in the air, as if even the sky was imprisoned, and it seemed to form a complete solid like the earth, pressing on the body, making people feel extremely heavy, as if Even the soul feels this incomparable pressure.

hoo hoo hoo!

As time went by, a breath of gold and iron horses surged from the armies of both sides. Perhaps one person's power is limited, but millions, tens of millions of troops gathered together, that terrible momentum suddenly stirred up the storm , causing the entire sky to vibrate, the strong wind swept across, and under the bright sky, there was fear of chaos.

A group of birds passing through the sky, before they could react, let out a cry of mourning, passed out from shock, and fell from the sky.

The fighting spirit became more and more fierce, and the blood of many people boiled, and slowly a trace of blood welled up from the depths of their eyes, and the roar of "kill kill" echoed on the battlefield.

At noon, the sun reached its highest point, but the sky was still shrouded in dark clouds. The gloomy sky was filled with icy coolness.

Woohoo!

Suddenly, a low but distant horn pierced through layers of space, echoed on the entire blood-colored plain, and spread to everyone's ears.

This is the clarion call to attack!

Whoa!

The strong and burly Keitel tauren took a big step, and there was a sound of collision from the heavy metal plate armor on his body. Other rhinoceros, giant apes, and other equally strong fighters formed the first front line, slowing down. Push forward slowly.

"Great Beast God Campas, bestow endless glory and brilliance on your loyal followers, inspire their hearts with your bravery, defeat the enemies in front of them, and let the victory belong to the great Beamon Kingdom forever!"

The long voice of the tribal shaman seemed to have some kind of magical power, which soothed the awe in his heart, filled with infinite surges, blessing totems emerged in the sky, and various halos blessed his body.

On both sides of the frontal army, the overwhelming orc cavalry, with the main body of the wolf cavalry, roared and shuttled towards the human formation.

Blessing of light, blessing of darkness, flashing continuously, the human army seemed to be ready to complete, and greeted the army of the Beamon Empire.

A great battle is about to break out!

... (To be continued.)