totem god system

Chapter 724 Preparations before the war
The desert continent has been peaceful for too long, and even if there are wars, they are small-scale, just battles between cities.

Due to the existence of the Wall of Hope, Doro City has always been peaceful.

Hearing Xiaobai's passionate words, the fighters and gladiators were stunned for a moment, and then a puff of anger rolled in their chests.

The blood also began to gradually boil, their faces turned red, and they felt like they couldn't vomit.

Xiaobai began to pace in front of the crowd, and continued: "We live in this city, and we have been here since the establishment of the Gray Party, protecting it, loving it, and at the same time bringing stability and prosperity to this city, We are with this city, and now someone wants to take it away, use it to make money, and even challenge us, is this allowed?"

"No!"

The turbulent airflow in the chest cavity was finally ejected, and the Combatants and Gladiators shouted loudly at the same time.

Xiaobai tapped his chest: "Shall we bow our heads?"

"No!"

"Are we afraid?"

"No!"

"Are we going to throw in the towel?"

"No!"

……

The fighters and gladiators were full of passion, blushing and roaring with thick necks, while the death fighters beside them were bewildered.

They changed from being silent to whispering. They looked at Xiaobai curiously, then at the fighters and gladiators, not understanding what they were talking about.

But it feels full of passion.

This made them even more curious. The martial reincarnation tribesmen are full of interest in anything passionate.

One by one, they stretched their necks and pricked up their ears, trying to listen to every word that Xiao Bai said.

However... I don't understand!

Xiaobai encouraged them to use desert language, which is different from the common language of Samsara.

This is very embarrassing.

Fighters and gladiators understood, so they were passionate men.

Look at the death warriors stretching their necks, like idiots.

The blankness on his face turned into three big characters: who am I, where am I, and what is he talking about?
"Today, we will go to war, and the victory will be ours!"

"Ay!"

"We will let those who despise us, taste the pain!"

"Eh!"

"Break them down and make them cry!"

"Eh!"

"ready to go!"

"Eh!"

Xiao Bai looked at the fighting factions and gladiators who had been beaten with chicken blood, and nodded in satisfaction.

Turning his face to look at the death warrior, a drop of sweat the size of a bean could not help falling on his forehead.

I seem to have forgotten about these guys, looking at their blank faces, there is no feeling of enthusiasm.

Obviously, they didn't understand a word.

emmmmm... Do you want to motivate them again?
Oops, it feels so troublesome, it takes too much effort to shout again.

He came in front of the death warrior, pondered for a while and shouted loudly: "Everyone is mortal!"

Now that the death warriors understood, their eyes lit up immediately, and they responded loudly: "Everyone must serve."

Xiaobai nodded: "Ready to go!"

"???"

The death warriors were dumbfounded again.

Is this over?

What about the excitement?

What about the excitement?
We haven't yelled yet, so it turned into a sentence.

The death warriors blinked their eyes, suddenly feeling congested.

However, even without Xiaobai to cheer him up, the death warrior is still full of momentum.

These guys who are naturally warlike have always regarded the battlefield as a playground.

Are you having fun at the playground?

Of course happy!

So what incentive?
Done.

Xiaobai held his hands together for a while, and the team set off in a mighty way.

Walking onto the street, countless Doro people stood on both sides of the street, watching them silently.

It's like watching the soldiers going out.

The militants and gladiators were full of energy, each with their chests raised and their heads held high. They felt that they wanted what the people wanted.

Xiaobai frowned, but said nothing.

Although he inspired the soldiers, there was actually no wave in his heart.

He could see the people on both sides of the street clearly, and the expression on their faces was definitely not that of sending soldiers off to battle.

Obviously... watching the fun!

That's right, it's just watching the excitement, the kind that doesn't think it's a big deal.

Xiaobai looked up at the sky, and the dark clouds were getting thicker and thicker, covering the sun.

Without the sun, the temperature finally dropped, a rare coolness.

Turning his head to look at the death warriors, these guys are in very good condition, with bloodthirsty smiles on their faces.

The climate in the desert is dry and very hot all year round, completely different from the climate in Samsara Continent.

There are many forests in Samsara Continent, abundant rainfall, and relatively humid climate.

Getting used to the climate of the Samsara Continent, and suddenly coming to the Desert Continent, even if it is as strong as a death warrior, it will be unacceptable.

In the past few days, the death warrior's state is as if he has fought a hundred battles at night, feeling that his energy has been drained.

Hot, still thirsty, sweating every time I move, profusely sweating profusely, the high temperature will turn sweat into salt essence, making my body very uncomfortable.

These days, Xiaobai often sees death soldiers who are so hot that they stick out their tongues.

Although it is not a big deal, it will also affect their performance on the battlefield.

Fighting in a hot climate will undoubtedly reduce the combat effectiveness of the death fighters and cause unnecessary damage.

It's different now, it's cool today, the air feels a little moist, and the state of the death fighters has returned to optimal.

After leaving the city gate, Xiaobai led the soldiers to the predetermined location.

According to the rules in the desert, the distance between the two sides is relatively far, and formations can be organized.

Such decisive battles in the desert are not allowed to use weapons such as bows and arrows, which will cause a lot of deaths.

After all, it is an internal conflict, and death is something that can be avoided if possible, and it is not that there are conflicts with other cities, and it is necessary to beat life and death.

Xiaobai asked the combat faction to stand in the middle, and the gladiators were divided into two waves and stood on both sides.

The death warrior hides behind, as a killer move.

For the death fighters, Xiaobai just made a rough arrangement.

These guys are professionally trained, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are professional killing machines.

How to form a formation, the death warrior knows better than him.

Compared with the messy Gray Party militant faction, the Death Warriors have much more rules, and they can say whoever stands where.

Everyone has found their place.

Xiaobai came to the front, wanted to wave his hand forward, and shouted loudly: "Go forward!"

He was at the forefront, walking forward, followed by the soldiers.

After walking not far, he saw the soldiers coming from Xin Ping's side.

There are more people than him, at least three times more.

However, their formation is very loose, after all, their personnel composition is very mixed.

Most of the people are members of the Gray Party. These people are here to be cannon fodder, scum with a combat effectiveness of five.

You can also call 666, and then go down to get a box lunch.

Only noble private soldiers are truly powerful.

(End of this chapter)