The World’s Strongest Legion System

"My elder, Guangzu is right. You really cannot stay here for a long time. If you don't leave, I'll go one step ahead!" Tie Wangluo followed with an impatient expression on the side.

Playing with two black beads in his hand, "ding ding dang dang," made a harsh sound.

The voice was like his mood, irritable and unhappy.

Their blood loss from the Iron King tribe didn't get anything, and they lost more than 100,000 people.

Now I have to take the risk of a super blood wave, and I am definitely not happy.

"Wang Luo, your Iron King tribe has developed well in the past few years. Can you send some more troops over?" Yan Guang left indulged for a moment, did not make a statement, but asked another question.

Iron King Luo froze for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "My lord, each family has its own problems.

Our Iron King tribe has recently encountered some troubles. We found strange portal fluctuations in a subordinate area called Ironshoe Tribe, and sent a seventh-tier team to investigate.

As a result, he was hunted down by the eighth-order night ghost, and only one sixth-order escaped alive, which was said to be related to a suspected eighth-order Yan clan powerhouse.

This had to be reminiscent of the Yan tribe who led the night ghost group in the sand portal square not long ago.

Immediately afterwards, Xiukas, the sword king of the sand clan, found the fire dragon to no avail, and ran to our tribe to make trouble.

It didn't mean that we gave cover to the Yan tribe, and we had a fight with our elder, which made a mess.

For this reason, there are many opinions within the clan, suspecting that the Yanjin clan is playing tricks and do not want to participate in your Yan clan's internal disputes.

In addition, the blood tide is approaching, and defenses must be deployed everywhere, so it is difficult to send reinforcements in the short term. "

Iron King Luo said this, shook his head, and said no more.

Yan Guang Zuo Mu pursed his mouth and leaned back on the chair.

He understood that it was impossible for the Yanjin family to increase their troops before the blood tide.

At the same time, he also knew very well in his heart that although he succeeded in concentrating his soul, he was not the former eighth-level powerhouse, the patriarch of the Yan clan, and his power and influence were much smaller.

If it were before, he could easily mobilize millions of troops in his own clan, and now he is convening souls tightly, neither of the barbarians would make up a million people.

After a long time, Yan Guang Zuo Mu sighed, and his tone was extremely low: "Forget it, just pull out the camp and go north as you said, first to annihilate this side army in Langya.

After the blood wave, let's re-mobilize our forces and wipe out Langya in one fell swoop! "

"My lord is wise!" The generals in the account almost breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and they all gave their orders.

"Father, it's so good!" Yan Guangzu was also relieved, with a smile on his face.

He was really afraid that his father would stubbornly refuse to retreat. That would be a big trouble.

The seventh plane has not experienced a blood wave for thousands of years. I don't know how many blood monsters have accumulated. The scale of this outbreak is unimaginable.

What's more, it is a super crack. The last time a super crack appeared in their Yan clan's territory was more than 30 years ago.

Two eighth ranks, with a total of 800,000 elite and miscellaneous affiliated forces, with a total strength of two million, and only half of them died in the end.

Yan Guangzu said again: "Father, do you remember the last time the super crack broke out in our territory, how serious was the loss?

Li Wenhao didn't know whether he lived or died. Two super cracks appeared in the territory, and only a few hundred thousand people were sent to defend. How do I think he died this time? "

"Not bad!" Iron King Luo followed closely: "According to the news from the Kyoto Chamber of Commerce, nearly 20 cracks have been discovered in Langya.

In addition, the two super cracks in Huaibei and the desert ruins are bound to die.

If he is smarter, concentrates his forces and finds a safe area to garrison, he may be able to save some strength.

If he sends troops to stop the blood tide of the cracks, I guess that when the blood tide is over, there will be nothing left in Langya.

At that time, we can easily take down the entire Langya, isn't it beautiful! "

"Master Wang Luo, good point!"

The second treasurer of the Kyoto Chamber of Commerce, Zichuan Teng, took two steps forward, his eyes flashing and said: "The seventh plane's blood wave this time is not trivial, it's only the East Continent.

According to the information we have received, super cracks have appeared in the Great Raksha Empire, Western Turks, Northern Turks, and Tianzhu Kingdoms.

After this blood wave, the military strength of the entire Eastern Continent will inevitably be severely damaged. If we can gather our forces in advance to prepare.

When the blood tide is over, and there is more than a Langya, we can completely win more territories, and even directly control the entire Eastern Continent, it is not impossible. "

Zichuanteng was ready to take refuge in Yanguang Zuomu completely, anyway, he had completely offended Li Wenhao.

According to Li Wenhao's retribution, Langya is immortal, and his life is hard to save.

"Yeah, I didn't expect this. Patronizing and Langya are dead. The Giant Raksha Empire has three super mysterious iron mines. The Western Turks and the North Turks are also our mortal enemies!"

Iron King Luo patted his forehead with annoyance, looked at Yan Guang Zuo Mu excitedly, and said loudly: "Father, we will send someone to the clan immediately to clarify the situation on the Seventh Continent. We want to come to Yan Jin. The family guys will also be tempted.

It doesn't need too much, as long as one million elites are recruited, it will be enough to make us rampant in the seventh continent. "

"It is indeed an opportunity, I also send someone back to ask!" Iron King Luo previously refused to increase troops.

This meeting also nodded with bright eyes, everything is profit.

With benefits, without urging, they are naturally very positive.

"This, isn't this bad?" Inside the big tent, the Yan and Barbarians were very excited, but Duke Monroe had a cold sweat on his head.

He said that he would help him defeat the Langya people and recover the lost ground. How could this become even the Great Raksha Empire worrying about it?

In front of him, the Duke of the Giant Rakshasa, he talked unscrupulously. Is this going to stop his mouth?

Yan Guangzu heard Monroe's low mumble, turned his head, and said with disdain: "Monroe, you can rely on our Yan clan in the future. Don't worry, you won't treat you badly!"

"Hahaha, the second master said well!"

"Monroe quickly kowtow, this kind of opportunity is not easy to find!"

"Yes, we Yan Clan don't accept all minions, you kid got lucky!"

Immediately afterwards, a group of Yan tribe generals in the room laughed and looked at Monroe as if they were watching a clown who could be pinched to death.

"I, I," Monroe flushed with a big fat face. At any rate, in the Giant Raksha Empire, he was also a man with a face and a face. How could he have suffered this humiliation.

It's a pity that years of pampering him has worn away the **** nature of his body, and in the end he can only weaken and sit on the ground.

I regret it in my heart. Where are these people in front of me here to help? Obviously all robbers took advantage of the fire.

The Principality of Monroe is over, and so is the Giant Raksha Empire.