Hail the King

Zenit South Xinjiang, the Zenit's temporary camp, the center handsome account.

The Zenit officers gathered together, headed by the Empire II Emperor Domingos, who was the highest commander in the battle of South Xinjiang.

However, the Emperor Domingos and the generals at this time focused their attention on another person.

"Al-Yang military division, can we only let this be allowed again? This group of **** Barcelona chop, they are simply a group of cold-blooded devils, this is only a short period of two days, wherever they go, the butcher knife is high, Killed hundreds of thousands of innocent civilians of the Empire..."

Domingos's eyes are covered with bloodshot eyes, and when it comes to anger, the handsome and unparalleled face has become awkward.

Under the gaze of everyone, the brow of the old Al Yang, a military sergeant from Chambord City, was also tightly locked, revealing the color of thinking.

As early as a year ago, when fighting with the top ten imperial coalition forces, the old Aryang led the Xiangbo Expeditionary Force and the Second Emperor to cooperate closely, and the outstanding military talents that were revealed, had already conquered many people, plus one of the stagnation and retreat this morning. In the war, everyone's trust and dependence on him has reached its peak. It can be said that his words and deeds determine the fate of the entire legion.

After thinking about it, Aryang looked bitterly: "The Barcelona people are, after all, a nine-level empire. The masters are like clouds, the military equipment is obviously above us. If they fight hard, we will lose. Of course, they are not without faults. If I can conduct a battle of more than 500,000 in three days, plus the cooperation of Mr. Hasselbaink, at all costs, I am confident that I will be on the streets of the Empire. Completely annihilated, but..."

Said here, most people in the tent have already understood the meaning of the military division.

Insufficient strength!

The two emperors were able to mobilize only the two main warfare regiments, such as the [Southern Xinjiang Warfare] and the [Blizzard Corps], plus some private soldiers from the dependent countries and mercenaries and displaced people who were temporarily recruited. 10,000, while the Zenit Empire has been recruiting troops in the past year or two, and its military strength has increased dramatically. However, the command of most of the army is still in the hands of the great emperor Arshavin, the imperial military god, who wants to mobilize more than fifty. The army of tens of thousands of people, with the military power of the two emperors, can not do it.

The original Barcelona's military equipment and combat power have already exceeded the Zenit army's several major cuts. If it is impossible to make up the quality by the number of people, the frontal confrontation will put all the two legions in front of it, and it will only be the stone.

It seems that only in accordance with these two days of tactics, continual guerrilla harassment, slowing the pace of advancement of the Barcelona army, and then sent a help team to the emperor, until the military and Yassin the Great made a decision, is the best way.

After all, nowadays the people are not facing the coalition of more than a dozen general empire in the past, but a nine-level empire, known as the first Barcelona empire in the mainland!

This is a real giant, even the Lyon Empire, not enough to see before this behemoth.

The situation is unprecedentedly grim.

Others have hoped to put them on the king of the imperial guardian Wu Shengbo, but only a few people like Lao Alyang knew that they left the city of Chambord more than 20 days before, and went to visit the Bimon Orcs in extremely distant places. A family.

"I hope that you can get back in time."

Old Al Yang prayed silently in his heart.

Although he is a famous person in the world, he has always been extremely confident, but he does not know when he has any dependence on this magical king. It seems that only the king sits in the town, and his heart will be more stable.

......

Exile, the city of Bimen.

Sun Fei’s curiosity was quickly met.

The Fox High Priest has not brought Sun Fei and others back to the residence hall. The former Bode swan beauty who accompanied Ernst playing tennis hurriedly rushed, and Nash said something, and then everyone turned around. , returned to the square of the [Beast Temple].

At this time, there are already more than a thousand Orc warriors and strongmen gathered here.

Xiao Xiao night wind, the square is solemn and murderous.

Seeing the arrival of Sun Fei and others, Ernst did not care about what to explain. Someone immediately took a flying mount and loaded with Sun Fei and others. Thousands of people were under the cover of the night, and they vacated. The depth of exile] gallops deeper.

"The metal storm and the bad water swamp in the middle of the earth have changed. The beasts inside have started to riot. It may be that everything that has been arranged for a long time, you should go and have a look."

On the way, Ernst has been extremely busy, and discussed with the orc patriarchs of the top ten gold races, only to explain to Sun Fei quietly.

Sun Fei thinks thoughtfully.

The orc family's flying mounts are extremely stalwart, and they are all selected for flying speeds, which are hundreds of miles away.

After flying for about six or seven hours, the traces of the Beast Orc activity were not visible on the land below. It was a vast desert, uninhabited, and a bright red wall rushed on the horizon not far ahead. Straight up, like the fence on the edge of the world, blocking between the heavens and the earth.

"It's coming, everyone pays attention!"

In the front, someone screamed and the team's flight speed slowed down.

The group landed at a distance of more than ten kilometers from the bright red wall.

At this time, Sun Fei has already seen very clearly, what is the red giant wall there, it is actually a quicksand blown in the sky by a terrible tornado.

The sand should have a metallic composition, and the wind will show a bright red after the sun is oxidized. The blood that is boiling and rolling generally rolls in the air. What is even more strange is that the hurricane of the red sand is just in place. Tumbling, ten kilometers away, there seems to be an invisible force in the midst of it, blocking the hurricane from moving forward.

In the red sand and hurricane, there was a whistling sound of whistling and screaming, and the breath of violentness was scattered, so that the flying mounts of the people kept whining and retreating.

"Go ahead!"

Pope Ernst sighed and let a dozen followers with their mounts receded toward the rear, and they took the crowd toward the desert that was rolling in the sky.

"This is the [Metal Desert]," said Fox High Priest Nash. "There are countless tyrannical savage beasts in the survivors. The orcs call them fearful beasts. They basically don't have any wisdom, they save killing and killing. The instinct of the attack, the monsters have a large number of troops and checkpoints set around the [Metal Desert], and the Pope has also arranged a large number of totems in the surrounding area to contain the fearful beasts, so that they will not rush out of the desert to kill the beasts. ""

At this time, Sun Fei had the opportunity to ask: "What are we doing here? What special things happened?"

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