Lord Roar

Chapter 261 There Are Conspiracies Everywhere
Allen swore that if he hadn't been concerned that the soldiers under his command would cause casualties, he would have stabbed the other party to death with a knife. If the other party said no again, he would lead the soldiers to charge and then stick to the Fortress of Holy Light The fish died and the net broke.

Seeing that the old priest was struggling, Alan asked again: "Should I get out? If I don't, I will continue to lead my brothers to beat you until you get out!"

A group of Beamon warriors guarding the old priest saw how aggressive the other party was, their eyes were red and they started to yell. Seeing that the Beamon warriors who were finally appeased were about to charge again, a group of priests continued to appease them.

Although the main battlefield was full of gunpowder, it was only on the brink of tension, and there was no further battle.

But this does not mean that the whole Great Wilderness is peaceful. Under the leadership of Little Zach and Old Dufu, hundreds of beasts and ten griffins kept throwing burning bottles. It kept eating away at Beamon's vitality, and at the same time caused a lot of psychological pressure on the old priest. There was no way, the only harpy who could lift into the air was wiped out long ago, the acid-etched giant crow and ten Although the griffin flew very low, the beast elf archer was also captured. There was no unit on his side that could restrain the opponent's air force, so it was useless to worry.

Seeing the flickering fire outside and the wails of sporadic Beamon soldiers, the old priest gritted his teeth and said, "Give back Mourinho to us!"

"Go away first, Mourinho will throw you into the portal soon."

"Dream, don't test my bottom line." The old priest shouted with full beard and hair: "We will definitely repay the shame brought to us by the Bloodhoof Tribe."

Allen picked out his ears, thinking that the other party was farting.

The portal behind Beamon suddenly flashed with light again, and everyone looked in the direction of the light.

After a while, a lion prince wearing a golden armor rode over on a fire dragon.

This prince of the Lion Clan, who obviously has a different temperament from his other companions, is covered in golden armor all over his body, and the ground dragon below him is also snorting constantly, with a puff of black smoke between his breaths, and his four hooves stomping. Sparks splashed all over the ground, silently glanced at Allen and the people behind him, and said to the old priest: "The Beast Emperor has ordered everyone to retreat!"

"This." The old priest seemed hesitant.

"The Beast Emperor has ordered everyone to retreat." After the lion prince repeated it again in an unquestionable tone, he rode a fire-type ground dragon to ten yards in front of Allen.

After taking off the helmet, the lion prince jumped off the fire-type ground dragon, and said to Allen in a neutral tone: "Dear barbarian chief, the beast emperor does not want to be enemies with the barbarians on the Great Wasteland, but I don't want you and other barbarian warriors to intervene in the battle between Beamon and humans or the Holy See."

Allen didn't speak, and Hathaway, who was standing behind him, asked with disdain, "Can you represent the Beast Emperor?"

The lion prince ignored Hathaway, and continued to say to Allen: "As the head of the Sand City Guards, I can make a promise on behalf of the Beast Emperor. My name is Caesar, Simba Caesar. If I guess right, You are the Son of Chaos, the most powerful man in the wilderness, the guardian of the beast forest, and the chieftain of the Bloodhoof Tribe, Your Excellency Montallon, right?"

Allen was expressionless, but his heart was so happy. His nickname was called out by someone. It felt really different. Vicious, but the tone is very respectful, it is simply too face-saving.

Seeing that Allen didn't reply, Caesar continued: "With your permission, I will order the soldiers to retreat, and I promise that I will not set foot on the wilderness to seek revenge for no reason in the future."

After Allen's vanity was unprecedentedly satisfied, he nodded reluctantly and said: "Then... okay, there is still soup in the camp, I am in a hurry today, so I will let you go, you want to If you dare to break your promise and set foot on the wilderness to seek revenge, I will completely overwhelm you with the wrath of the [-] barbarians!"

A group of Bloodhoof warriors rolled their eyes together, and found that their boss was bragging without even opening a draft, except for the quasi-boss Giselle's Darkmoon Leopard tribe and old Dylan's Nighthawk tribe , the great chief tribe and the remaining two noble tribes have offended you miserably. It would be nice if they didn't add insult to injury, and the anger of [-] barbarian warriors would be returned.

Caesar showed a smile that was uglier than crying. The corner of his mouth pulled an arc and he turned around and shouted: "All the priests lead the soldiers to retreat and form a square around the teleportation array to prepare to retreat."

It seems that many priests should know Caesar, and he commanded the soldiers around him to gather together and silently walked towards the teleportation array behind the army.

Seeing that the Beamon orcs didn't even want the corpse of his companion, Alan didn't expect that the other party would do what he said, and he was really ready to retreat without saying a word.

Looking back, he summoned the Great Babylon and whispered, "Let little Zack and Old Dove recall those beasts, and the soldiers line up a defensive formation."

Babylon the Great nodded and left.

Under the command of Caesar and the priest, the Behemoth warriors stopped cursing and clamoring, and honestly lined up and walked towards the teleportation formation.

When all the priests walked into the teleportation formation, the fang wolf cavalry, ordinary wolf cavalry, and pig warriors entered the teleportation formation in turn.

The teleportation circle was also stimulated to full capacity with the elements of the war song before the sacrifice, and soon the densely packed Behemoth army all entered the teleportation circle, and only the soldiers riding on the fire-type ground were left on the battlefield full of corpses. Caesar, the lion prince on the dragon body.

This guy is also a bold man with a high skill, riding a fire-type ground dragon, facing all the bloodhoof warriors with one man and one beast.

If Allen is in a bad mood, stab him to death with a knife, this guy has no place to cry.

A sneak attack that was enough to be recorded in the annals of history ended in an anticlimactic manner.

The Beamon warriors came gallantly and left in a hurry, waving their sleeves, leaving behind thousands of corpses.

Allen was also a little emotional. Originally, he just came out to look for little Zach and the handsome old man, but he didn't expect to make such a big battle.

After Alan thought for a while, he felt that he could be regarded as a tyrant in any way. In his previous life, he was a cadre in a remote area. Rinho threw it over and said, "I'll give you back this handsome Beamon No.1."

Unexpectedly, Caesar didn't reach out to catch it, but let Mourinho fall to the ground.

Allen's eyes narrowed, because he felt Caesar shrouded in full body armor exuding a faint evil spirit.

As expected by Allen, Caesar drew a broadsword from behind and slowly walked towards Mourinho who was lying on the ground.

Allen sighed, what is more handsome than Beamon No.1, what is a hero of the Beamon family, is he not a pawn sacrificed in a political conspiracy.

Perhaps hearing Allen's sigh, Caesar said lightly: "Mourinho, the commander of the legion, seriously neglected his duty and caused thousands of casualties among our soldiers. He should be apologetic with death."

Allen smiled and said, "In a few days, may I hear a rumor that a handsome Beamon No. 1 died under the butcher's knife of a barbarian."

"The rumors are just rumors." Caesar cut the broad sword towards Mourinho with a gloomy expression.

Unexpectedly, a sudden change occurred, and Mourinho, who was unconscious on the ground, suddenly exploded. After getting up, his body quickly turned around. When the wings behind him flew the broadsword in Caesar's hand, the hard wings actually shot dense feather.

Allen's eyes jumped sharply, and he protected Hathaway next to him behind him, covering his face with his left hand.

Caesar and other warriors were shot by feathers because they were wearing full-body armor, but they did not suffer any injuries. On the other hand, Allen was the worst, like a blanket of chicken feathers, except for the face, arms, chest, waist and legs There are dozens of feathers that are gradually tarnished.

Mourinho let out a long roar, waved his wings and soared into the air. Caesar groaned inwardly, and the fire dragon spewed two head-sized fireballs into the air.

Mourinho's wings flickered, and after dodging the fireball, he glanced at Allen with resentment in his eyes, instantly cast a halo of dullness over everyone, and flew straight into the sky.

Thackeray turned and was about to jump on the Acid Raven's back.

Allen grabbed him and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Chasing him, don't worry, I will definitely chase him with the dwarves and ride the griffin." Thackeray was still afraid of Mourinho's resentful glance just now.

Unlike Allen, he knows a lot about this Beamon No.1 handsome man. As a veteran military fan Thackeray who dreamed of becoming the head of the legion since he was a child, he has a deep understanding of the famous generals of the various camps on the San Cassis continent. , especially Mourinho, this swan patriarch is definitely not a good person to get along with. His own strength is not bad, and behind him are the three nobles of Bimon as the backing. What's more rare is that this guy is still a priest. The ritual of cultivation.

Allen shook his head and said, "Lost dogs, let them fight on their own."

It's not that Allen doesn't want to chase after him, but he feels that such a wonderful and gorgeous character, although he was defeated by his careless strategy, should not die under his own conspiracy, and he feels that Mourinho, although full of resentment He took a look at himself, but the number one on his must-kill list was definitely not him, but Bimon Shabak's master Beast Emperor.

When Caesar saw Allen stop his men from chasing Mourinho, he no longer cared about etiquette. He rode a fire dragon and turned around, directly entering the teleportation circle.

A moment after Caesar disappeared, the eight teleportation arrays and altars with the Beamon battle flags suddenly collapsed. It seems that the priests on the other side of the teleportation array destroyed the teleportation array.

At this time, the wilderness was already shrouded in darkness. Except for the Bloodhoof people, there were only fragmented and lifeless Behemoth warriors on the ground.

Taking a breath of air and pulling out a feather on his arm, Alan yelled: "Damn you, mom! What about little Zach, if you run around for no reason without my father's permission in the future, I will let your father pick up your feathers." Skin!"

It's okay that Alan didn't yell, but after he yelled, old Zach remembered that all this was caused by his stupid son running around with Conslet.

The furious old chief grabbed the little Zac who was trying to run with his head shrunken with both hands, and he was beaten up.

On the wilderness full of corpses, I remembered the wailing of little Zach.

Kangslet, who was still in the Fort of Holy Light, pretended not to hear, admiring the night by himself.

(End of this chapter)