Lord Roar

Chapter 357 Deployment
The appearance of Alan brought a brief calm to the huge tent. People looked at Alan with complex, curious, apprehensive, confused, and of course hostile eyes.

But everyone pretended not to see Alan's unreasonableness, and no one dared to speak rudely to find fault.

Fatty Monry stared at Allen with a pair of small eyes, adoring him beyond measure.

After seeing Allen, Orpheus breathed a sigh of relief, his frowning face showed a rare smile.

He didn't know why he felt this way, but after seeing Alan come back, he seemed to have a backbone, and those battles that made him extremely irritated before were swept away in an instant, just like in front of this bloodhoof chief, dozens of Wanbimon orcs are not a big deal at all.

After Allen drained the clear water in front of him in one gulp, he said hello to Manstein, and then walked to Master Downey respectfully, said hello, and greeted him warmly.

This move greatly benefited Archmage Downey, and he laughed so hard that he couldn't see his eyes.

Hathaway's beautiful eyes also fired at Allen, and Janna rolled her eyes speechlessly.

Kang Slater hummed angrily at the side, how can I say that I am also a sub-sage, why didn't I see when you were so respectful to me?

Looking at little Zach who was holding a hand of mud next to him, the handsome old man knocked him hard on the forehead with his wand.

Little Zach looked at his mentor speechlessly, with an innocent face.

Allen Yilu walked to the main seat of the long table in silence, and looked at a general of the Holy See sitting on the main seat.

The general of the Holy See who can sit on the throne must be the supreme commander of the two major armies of the Holy See.

This guy has a big square face, with a thick black beard all over his face, his bones are quite broad, and there is a half-inch long scar on his temple, which looks a bit commanding.

However, Allen felt that he was probably not a smart person to be able to fight the war like this, and he was too lazy to be polite, and looked at the Holy See general with unscrupulous eyes.

The meaning of the eyes is very clear: Hurry up and get out of the way, this seat is not for you.

"Chief Bloodhoof, hello, I'm Hathas, I've heard about you for a long time, and I'm the supreme commander of the Holy See and the coalition forces."

Allen really didn't expect that the Supreme Commander of the Holy See Expeditionary Force was really a second person, and he was also very educated.

Hachas stood up and gave Alan a courtesy representing equal status, then smiled and flashed aside, he was not at all like other big figures in the Holy See. Seeing Alan, the son of chaos, he felt bitter hatred and wanted to kill him The whole family looks like.

Allen ignored him, and Hachas didn't take it seriously, as if he had been prepared for the unreasonableness of the Son of Chaos.

When everyone saw this scene, they didn't underestimate Hachas because of it. After all, if you think about it differently, if you sit in the main seat, facing the unreasonableness of the Son of Chaos, you should not dare to challenge him in the Bloodhoof Tribe , who told this to be his territory, who told him to be a hob, who told him to slap the Holy See in the face every day when he had nothing to do.

And everyone knows Hatchas, this man known as the Confucian General of the Holy See, although he looks extremely rough, but he is a rare gentleman, and not only is he very chivalrous, he has never participated in civil wars. The holy mountain is also highly respected. Among the many commanders of the Holy See, he is the only general who does not look like a religious lunatic.

Perhaps the main reason why the Holy Mountain sent him here was because he was afraid of conflicts and frictions with the [-] barbarians and the Sons of Chaos, and Hathas's military capabilities were indeed obvious to all.

Sitting in the main seat, Allen squinted his eyes and said, "I already know the specific situation. Do you have any countermeasures against Beamon's behemoths who are fully clothed and have a halo of war songs?"

Everyone shook their heads again and again, bowing their heads in silence.

"A bunch of trash." Allen cursed secretly.

Everyone's complexion was a little ugly for a moment, but they still endured it.

On the contrary, Hachas was thoughtful, bowed his head and whispered to the staff next to him: "Don't say too much, since His Excellency Allen said so, he has a countermeasure."

Just as Allen was about to speak again, a magnetic voice came: "Second Young Master, the Duke asked me to give this to you."

After finishing speaking, a figure walked up to Allen.

Allen was wondering who called him Second Young Master, when he suddenly saw a familiar figure.

"Old Yue? Why are you here?" Allen stood up, with a smile on his face, and walked forward to give the other party a warm bear hug.

Yorkshire's eyes were a little wet, and after gently opening Allen's arms, he bowed his head and saluted: "Second Young Master, the clerk of the outpost county, Yorkshire, the commander of the Locke Kingdom's logistics force, is here to greet you."

Allen patted Yorkshire on the shoulder vigorously and said: "Oh, I have asked you to be promoted, congratulations, it seems that you have finally made it through, hey, why are you so thin, come to our blood Hoof Tribe, treat it like your own home, don’t let anyone see you outside.”

As soon as Allen finished speaking, Babylon the Great put his arms around Yorkshire's shoulders enthusiastically, and pulled him behind Allen. A group of elders from the Bloodhoof Tribe also surrounded him, slapping him out of courtesy. call. .

The elders knew that it was definitely their own people who could be treated so warmly by Allen, and the friendship between the two must be extraordinary.

Yorkshire was suddenly submerged in the enthusiasm of the crowd, looking over the crowd to Alan's back, the excitement in his heart was uncontrollable.

The last time I parted ways with Alan was in the Outpost County. At that time, Alan brought his maid Dina and was pushed into the portal with an unwilling face, and entered the beast forest alone with hatred.

Unexpectedly, I haven't seen him for half a year. This young nobleman who looks like a fool has become a tribal chief who stomps and trembles in the wild ancient plain, and now he seems to be an indispensable leader who can influence the war between the two tribes.

At that time, Hurent, the legion leader who forced Allen away from the Great Wasteland, has now become a traitor to the street rats, while Allen has become an ally that the Holy See tried to win over. The situation of the two has completely reversed. Fate really likes to play tricks on the world.

The title of Sons of Chaos, once shouted and beaten by everyone in the Holy See, has now become a joke under Allen's illustrious military exploits. Even the Holy See, even the Holy Mountain, and even so many big figures in the audience all depend on his face , Even if you dare to be angry, you dare not speak.

The most rare thing is that he can feel the joy of Allen reuniting after facing him. This kind of feeling cannot be faked, and there is no separation because of the difference in identity. This is what he cares most. In his Yorkshire eyes, the other party is still his own second young master, the second young master who caused troubles every day, and the second young master who needs to follow behind and constantly wipe his ass.

Allen was holding the letter that Yorkshire had handed him, and instead of opening it in public, he put it in his arms temporarily.

"You Holy See and the four major legions can't deal with those Behemoth war beasts now, right?" Allen's sarcasm glanced at everyone one by one.

Everyone felt a little upset, but they didn't show it. Instead, they looked a little ashamed.

Because in this tent, including all the generals of the tribe, only the Son of Chaos sitting on the main seat has defeated the Beamon orcs, and it was defeated with zero casualties.

Regardless of whether there were zero casualties or not, the [-] Beamon advance troops did run back to Beamon's territory from the wasteland.

A few days ago, since the Beamon orcs set foot on the Great Wasteland, there have been countless local skirmishes, but none of the four major legions have been able to please Alan, no matter how unhappy Alan is, the facts are in front of him, Alan is qualified to laugh them.

The four major legions numbered 10 people, with countless staff officers and elite soldiers, but in the end, the Beamon orcs were beaten like wild dogs and retreated steadily.

Look at the Bloodhoof Tribe, there are less than 3 people, but they actually drove the [-] advance army of Bimon out of the Great Wasteland, and there were many gains. When they came, [-] people lost more than [-] people when they left. It's still just half a day's work.

"Since you have nothing to do, then shut up, it's all nonsense to quarrel." Allen looked at the human generals one by one with a mocking face.

A group of human generals looked at each other. Since you came in, we haven't opened our mouths. No wonder you offend people every day. Isn't it just looking for trouble?

Allen looked back at the elders of the tribe behind him. The people of the Bloodhoof tribe who had not expressed their opinions in the tent just now sat on stools one by one.

The generals of the various human races gave up their seats sensibly, with different expressions, some looking forward to, some resentment, and some contempt.

"Do you have any opinions?" Allen played with the wine glass in his hand, as if he was not in a hurry.

Conslet glanced contemptuously at a holy light magician next to him, and spoke first, "I can intercept the battle song halos of [-] to [-] Bimon priests within a quarter of an hour, but don't let the Holy See The gang of trash meddling."

The magician of the Holy Light Department of the Holy See rolled his eyes, and it turned out that it was a toad looking for a frog, a stinky fish looking for a rotten shrimp, whoever and whoever.

Allen nodded and said, "Where are those giant beasts?"

Tilda continued: "Within [-] yards, my sisters and I can block the beast tamers. They are very close to those giant beasts. The giant beasts that lose their beast tamers will attack indiscriminately, but my sisters We need at least a thousand armor-piercing arrows."

Allen looked at Hathas, the Supreme Commander of the Holy See behind him, and said, "We send out people, and you send out arrows. That's it."

Before Hatchas could reply, Allen continued to ask: "Who will solve the wolf cavalry on the flank of the giant beast?"

The human generals looked at each other, is this the end?Even if those beast trainers could be killed as the beast elf said, just sniping those beast trainers wouldn't solve the fundamental problem, and why did it involve those wolf cavalry who were basically not strong in combat?

De Niro stood up from the stone bench and said, licking his big face, "The Titan Air Corps can deal with them, as long as Tilda and the sisters can prevent the Harpy from harassing us."

Tilda glanced at De Niro, who is sister to you, you bastard!

After pondering for a moment, Allen said, "Then reduce the combat distance."

Thackeray stood up and said loudly, "Leave it to me, as long as Miss Tilda is okay."

Tilda smiled and said, "No problem."

Janna, the chief combat officer of the Bloodhoof Camp, stood up, supported the stone table with both hands, and concluded: "Master Conslet intercepted a wave of Beamon's sacrificial aura, Thackeray was in charge of shortening the combat distance, and Sister Tilda sniped the beast tamer The division and the harpies, Elder De Niro is in charge of the outer wolf cavalry, do you have any objections?"

The elders nodded one by one, as if they were very satisfied with this plan full of loopholes.

(End of this chapter)