"What did you say? That son of a bitch is pitching us? " This time, the fierce temper of the head of the tiger tribe came up directly.

"Cut the crap and get ready to fight! Brother, I wish you good luck. If you live, you may see the real God King. If you die, you will become bimon dung! "

The Tauren patriarch turned and strode away, leaving behind several patriarchs with stiff cheeks!

"The old man's bad temper again!" The moon shadow Panther queen stares at the Tauren leader.

"Yes! Maybe, this old guy needs a woman like you to help her ease her mood! Ha ha...! " With a bad smile, the head of the Tigris turned and left.

"Fart! Why don't you go! " The queen of the moon shadow leopard clan looked at the several clan leaders who left. She was the most unhappy one. In fact, she didn't have to run like this for a long time. If she went to Baiqi directly at that time, maybe the clan would be saved directly. But she pretended to be mysterious and didn't want to say her own things to harm her. All the way down, she would be a lightning leopard!

There is no way. Now that the situation is like this, the queen of moon shadow leopard can only break her teeth and swallow them in her stomach. Otherwise, what else can she do?

The bimongs are not polite at all. They come up and fight directly to the death. The elder is very sure, because he is not the General Commander. The elder is very smart. He knows that he has been hungry for a long time and needs food to satisfy his hunger. However, if he eats too much at once, it is easy to cause adverse reactions. He selects some elite and takes the food in front of him After coming, first give these elite, eat a little, just slightly feel something in the stomach.

After that, don't let these soldiers fight, let them sleep!

The first commander of the bimong army, a total of one million bimong soldiers, the elder, took out 100000, sleeping in the back, and 900000 in the front, only defending, not attacking.

The bimong are hungry. Their fighting capacity is very low at this time. They are not bimong in their heyday. Therefore, the elder knows that if the whole army attacks rashly, he must die here today.

There were 900000 people fighting and 100000 people resting. No one found out at all. The fighting lasted until the next day, which was more than half of the losses of the Mongolian people.

However, the lower orcs are also miserable. They have been killed by bimon for at least 20 million, which is exactly what the head of Tauren had calculated before. If the bimong were killed by one million, it would take at least 40 million lower orcs to attack.

Everyone is so familiar with each other, who doesn't know who!

But the next day when the battle started, the 100000 bimont joined the battle circle, and the result was totally different.

A bimon without strength can withstand the joint efforts of ten tauren, but a bimon with strength is useless for a thousand Tauren. With a swing of the sledgehammer, one left and one right will die hundreds of times. Is bimon in his heyday something Tauren can deal with?

At the sight of the hundred thousand bimont, all the patriarchs were stupid.

Once again, we have been deceived. We really lack some wisdom. We can't compare with human beings or the elder.

Now what?

This 100000 bimonths is a great threat. If they don't die, this time, the lower orcs will be finished!

"What to do? Asshole! We can't deal with those guys at all The Tigris run over and yell at the Tauren.

Yes, if we can deal with it, how can the bimong unify the great forest? But the tigers can't deal with it? Tauren, can you?

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