Two days later, in the afternoon, the heart of the Zichen Legion War Zone.

The fierce battle is coming to an end. Apart from the occasional screams and scolding, this unknown dilapidated small town has now completely quieted down. Only the curling black smoke that is still emitting everywhere in the city is floating in the bitter cold wind and has nowhere to rely on.

The city gates, walls, streets... are covered with blood, and stubborn corpses that have not yet completely cooled down can be seen everywhere inside and outside the city. There are Zi Chen soldiers wearing standard armor, and there are also strong northern barbarians with strong body hair. Occasionally, a few ordinary people can be seen. However, judging from the figures of barbarians who are wandering around the battlefield, this fierce battle for towns obviously ended with the victory of the barbarians.

Although there are several sporadic battles in the city that are chasing and blocking, the battle is undoubtedly over. The barbarians at the gate of the city are already cleaning the battlefield. The method is simple and rude, that is, they directly remove the armor and weapons of the soldiers of Bran and pile them up on the side. Then they searched roughly, threw them into the dug pit without finding anything, and buried them collectively. If they find spoils such as coins and soldiers, they will crack and laugh a few times, put them in their pockets without any politeness, and then continue to lift the other party's body and throw them into the pit...

Don't respect your opponent? Stop teasing. Have you seen which beast burys the other person's corpse after eating after eating? This is the style of the barbarians. They don't have any grand and grand burials. Even if they encounter their own corpses, they will search for them and throw them into another big pit and still bury them together...

Soon, after roughly cleaning up at the city gate, the large group of people waiting outside the city moved slowly and passed through the dilapidated city gate one after another.

He laughed heroically, "Haha... this city is lost. The Zichen Legion is over. Next is the time for us to reap the results." The importance of strategic location is not based on the size of the town, but is determined by its geographical location. Sometimes even an inconspicuous level is more important than a large city. In the eyes of this laughing barbarian veteran, occupying the current small city is undoubtedly an extremely important strategic link.

"Yes, occupy this Bran town. The Zichen defense zone, which is almost without any dangerous place to guard behind, is the boundless grassland where my warriors in the Northern Wilderness can gallop..."

"We finally got to fight this... Damn, there was that damn Zi Yi in the past, so we could only look at this jealous on the map. Now we can finally set foot on this land, haha..."

"Haha, what is Zi Yi? Even if Zi Yi is not dead, she will definitely not be able to stop our highness's magical plan..."

"That's right. Zi Yi should be glad that she died early. Otherwise, if she meets our Highness, she will not have his great reputation..."

...

He watched his army advance step by step to an important position that the tribe had not occupied for more than a hundred years, and was still the war zone where the Zichen Legion was stationed. The barbarian generals were naturally ecstatic. Even Zi Yi, who had been dead for a year, was pulled out to talk about it. He looked down upon him in his words.

"Okay, uncles. If you continue to praise this, I don't know what to say." Pushing the glasses on the bridge of his nose, Lan Sha, who was surrounded by the middle, looked helpless. "Although Zi Yi is a Bran, she is indeed a genius on the battlefield and is like a god. Although I am very sorry that I was unable to fight him in person, if I really meet on the battlefield, I am not sure."

"Haha, Your Highness is too modest..." Just as the people of Bran admired Zi Yi very much, the veteran barbarians who came with Lansha all the way also trusted the new commander who had just taken office almost unconditionally. Now when he heard Lansha say something as majestic as others, he naturally didn't believe it, just pretending that she was polite and modest.

Lan Sha, who has seen many information on the command of the battle of Zi Yi, certainly knows that the name of the War God is well-known. However, now the generals praised her and it is not easy to disobey everyone's wishes. After thinking about it, he smiled and changed the topic: "Haha, let's not talk about this. The Zi Chen Legion has amazing combat power. As long as it has not been completely defeated, everything will not be known yet... Well, I heard that my brother had officially broken through the Thunder Legion blockade a few days ago. Now he should have attacked Bran's hinterland? It's amazing!"

"Your Highness Tiwu... Well, there is such news."

"Hmph, it's just relying on our remaining power to take advantage of some small advantages..."

"Haha, I can't say that. Your Highness Tiwu is still a little bit capable..."

When talking about Tiwu, the barbarian generals immediately restrained their excitement and excitement, and were a little taboo. Even if they were angry and muttered, they were quickly overshadowed by others. However, this was just a superficial attitude, just to treat it as awe of the royal family, and they didn't care much about Tiwu himself, and they even felt a little disdainful.

The actual situation is almost the same. From the heart, Tiwu really has the ability to fight. Previously, he has been following the old commander in the tribe for many years, and was very good at hearing and seeing. But it depends on whom he compares. If compared with Lansha, who was the first commander, who was killed in all directions, the gap is undoubtedly obvious.

Take the current invasion war as an example. Zi Chen and Cang Yan, who were commanding the attacks, advanced in unison, and were extremely amazing. Especially Zi Chen's battle zone, which was personally commanded, was the benchmark among all fronts before, and the advantage was not the second person. Although the Thunder War Zone, which was commanding by Tiwu, was also good at attacking, was just that. If it were to follow the other two war zones and not fall behind, it was because it secretly borrowed the remaining power of Lan Sha. After all, if Zi Chen's front line was lost, even if the Thunder War Zone on the right did not lose the front line, in order to prevent the barbarians from surrounding from the rear, they had to abandon the front line and retreat...

However, it is also said that Tiwu is lucky. He has always followed Lansha to advance, but a few days ago, he was the first to break through the Thunder Legion blockade, attack Bran's hinterland, and steal the first prize. This also made the veteran barbarians who followed Lansha very dissatisfied after hearing this, thinking that the other party had taken advantage of it.

Of course, Lansha could hear the implicit meaning of the people and knew that they were holding on to her, but she didn't say anything. She didn't care much about the matter of robbing the head, especially after vaguely learning that Tiwu, the brother who used to treat her very well, became secretly hostile to her after rumoring to the mystery of her birth. She even intended to give in and try to satisfy the other party.

The generals didn't know Lansha's intentions. They only knew that Tiwu was probably born to the Queen of the Northern Wilderness and Zi Yi. If he was not a real Northern Wilderness, he would not be able to inherit the royal throne. In this way, he naturally did not take much attention to him, and only got close to His Highness Lansha who is now qualified to inherit...

"Haha, Your Highness Tiwu is of course a little bit capable, but this time he encountered a tough problem. It would be difficult to truly attack the heartland of the Northern Wilderness..."

"Oh? What do you mean?" The generals were stunned when they heard this. Lan Sha also turned his doubts to the middle-aged officer who was talking.

"I just heard the news not long ago that a family cousin served under His Highness Tiwu... Well, I wonder if you have ever heard of the gray-clothed army?"

"Grey-clothed army? What kind of army is that? Is there such a banner in Bran's army?"

"I don't know, I haven't heard of it..."

The Northern Wilderness has not really entered the hinterland of Bran for hundreds of years. Naturally, this group of generals could not have heard of the gray-clothed army. When they heard this, they looked at each other and showed doubts. Only Lan Sha frowned slightly, thought for a while, and said, "Is it the civilian army composed of ordinary people of Bran who cannot bear the oppression and resisted the Bran Empire?"

"Your Highness is really good at seeing. It's really this Bran civilian army." The middle-aged barbarian officer was stunned when he heard this, and then he couldn't help but exclaim in convincingly.

"I only heard it occasionally. The information collected before the war mentioned this special army in Bran... Well, you continue to say it." Waving his hand indifferently, Lansha said lightly, as if he had just seen it occasionally.

Andre, who was guarding the side, looked a little strange when he heard this. He was a man around Lansha, and his fiancée was Lansha's personal maid. Lansha's behavior did not mean to avoid him, so he naturally knew that for a while, Lansha had issued a secret order in secret, asking the spies hidden in Bran to inquire about a Braun named Arthur... It was easy to find out, because according to the spy's return, Arthur's wanted portrait had already been hung throughout Bran, but there was not much news. He only knew that he was a man in the gray-clothed army, and he also sent back an information about the gray-clothed army. Of course, he also knew that Arthur was actually a pseudonym, and his real name was Tang En... For this reason, Andre found that Lansha was in a bad mood for several days, and kept talking about liars, liars, etc.

The middle-aged officer continued, "After breaking through the Thunder Legion blockade, His Highness Tiwu did not encounter the encirclement and intercepting Bran's army, but he happened to run into this gray-clothed army... First, His Highness Tiwu did not care about this civilian army, because it is said that the other party does not even have standard armor and the weapons he has taken are all kinds of. You can tell at a glance that it is a miscellaneous army. But after the real fight... Haha, His Highness Tiwu suffered a great loss!"

"Uh, how could it be?"

"It's impossible. Even the regular Bran army can't withstand the attack of our tribe warriors. This miscellaneous army..."

"Is it because His Highness Tiwu was careless and made a mistake in command?"

...

"No, none of them..." Just as the generals were shocked and couldn't help but question and speculation, the middle-aged officer waved his hands to deny it, and then seemed to have thought of something, and his expression was a little puzzled and moved, "Do you still remember the strange weapons that the damn Zi Yi used to break through the imperial city of my tribe? This gray-clothed army has many... Of course, it caused His Highness Tiwu's army to suffer a great loss not only this weapon, but also those Bran civilian soldiers..."

After a pause, his expression became more complicated and difficult to say, "I didn't see the battle there with my own eyes, but according to my cousin, this Bran army is very special, very special... Once in the charge state, when both sides fight for close combat, they are not afraid of the terrifying individual combat capabilities of our warriors. Even if there is only one person left, they dare to swing their swords at our team of warriors... If there is a weapon, they will use weapons to chop them, and if there is no weapon, they will use fists. If there is a punch, they will use their teeth to bite them, and if they cut their legs, they will hold me.

The warriors of the clan rolled down the ravine and died together... One breath, as long as there is still one breath! As long as they have not closed their eyes yet! They will not stop attacking, never, everyone is like this... Huh... My cousin said in the letter that when he directed the warriors under his command to capture a mountain, he saw with his own eyes that the warriors who had no idea what they were afraid of were actually beaten away by the other party three times, three times... The other party was too crazy, too crazy! Even more crazy than the performance of the warriors of our clan on the battlefield, and even bloodthirsty..."

He licked his dry lips, looked at him in a daze, and led the army to stop at the city gate. The middle-aged officer spread his hands: "Does it sound incredible? To be honest, I didn't believe it when I first saw it... If I weren't familiar with my cousin's character and never said illusions, I wouldn't believe it, the hypocritical Brand, who has always liked to be clever, would be so brave and crazy... I would rather believe it was just a joke. My cousin was deliberately teasing me. Although it was unlikely that this would happen... but this should be true!"

The cold wind came like a knife, and when it passed through the city gate corridor, it was like a shrilling ghost howl. It was like crying and complaining. Relying on the vigorous body hair, the barbarian generals who were never afraid of the cold, shivered with a trembling sound when they heard the sound. Thinking about the scene that the middle-aged officer just said, I felt a sudden chill in my heart.

They were barbarian generals, so they were naturally very clear about the characteristics of the warriors under their command. To put it bluntly, the minds of ordinary warriors are indeed very simple, and they can even be said to be stupid and can't turn around. But it is precisely because of these personality traits that they are fearless and have no distractions on the battlefield. Just like a wild beast, just one order. Even if they know that there is the bombing area of ​​the Thor's Hammer, the heavy weapon in the city guarding city, they dare to scream and rush over without fear of death.

But the Bran...or a person with normal IQ, generally speaking, cannot do this. Because their minds are turning whenever and wherever they are. Maybe they are not afraid of death, but thinking about how to kill the enemy in front of them. But it is because of these ideas that they cannot instinctively let go of killing on the battlefield, and it is even more impossible to do crazy actions of cutting off the enemy's head and drinking blood after cutting off the enemy's head.

On the battlefield, the above two states cannot be said to be better, who is worse, who is higher, who is lower. But one thing that is certain is that to the extent of madness, the warriors are undoubtedly better among the simple-minded clans.

But now, the middle-aged officer is saying that this Bran civilian army is even more crazy, crazy, and bloodthirsty than the warriors in the clan! How is it possible! How do they overcome the unnecessary distractions in their minds? How do they suppress the fear of death in their hearts? How do they turn themselves into beasts? Why do they...do this?!

If there were soldiers from the gray-clothed army here, then he would definitely hold his head up and tell these barbarian generals proudly that they rely on their faith in their hearts! This faith does not come from the gods, but from themselves!

Or, to be more precise, it is because they have ambitions!

With both hands, I have the ambition to build a stable home for my wife, children and even my descendants!

With weapons, you have the ambition to make a bloody path in this world where people cannibalize everywhere!

With the passion and blood of the head, I have the ambition to overwhelm this ugly empire that has become corrupted to the bone!

What does the poor have? Nothing!

What do the poor need? Ambition! Ambition! It is ambition!

...

Unfortunately, there are no soldiers in the gray-clothed army here, so these barbarian generals who are stunned are destined not to know why this miscellaneous army is more crazy than their warriors.

"The gray-clothed army...is interesting...no wonder..." Compared to the shocked barbarian generals, Lansha's expression was much calmer. Perhaps he had known that this civilian army was not simple, so after hearing this, he just muttered to himself, thinking.

Looking up, looking at the puzzled gazes from the generals who came to their senses, I thought for a while, and explained, "A few days ago, I heard the news that my brother broke through the Thunder Legion blockade, I felt something was wrong, but after studying the topographic map and collecting comprehensive information, I still couldn't see any clues, so I didn't think much about it, just thinking that I was too concerned. But now it seems..."

After spreading his hands, Lansha said helplessly, "This should be a trap set by Bran on purpose. The purpose is to sit in the mountains and watch the tiger fight, and to watch the situation where his brother's army and their confidant grey-clothed army kill each other."

"Hiss..." The middle-aged officer couldn't help but take a breath when he heard this, and his expression changed drastically, "It must be true! No wonder His Highness Tiwu collided with the gray-clothed army as soon as he tore open the gap... How could such a coincidence be true? Damn, the treacherous Bran!"

"I said why did His Highness Tiwu hit Bran's hinterland so easily? It turned out that he was used as a gun by the Bran..."

"Then should we send someone to inform His Highness Tiwu?"

"Don't think about it, you don't know about His Highness Tiwu's temperament. It would be fine if he didn't suffer any losses. Now he has suffered a big loss. Even if we send someone to inform us, he will not retreat easily if he knows that this is a trap..."

"That's true..."

"Come!" Looking at the generals who were gloating and saying sarcastic words, Lansha frowned slightly, his expression darkened, and he looked up and called Andrei who was guarding the side. "Have you heard what we said just now... OK, I will send someone to inform His Highness Tiwu immediately, telling him not to get involved with the gray-clothed army, and to bypass the other party's territory and break into Bran's hinterland.

"Yes!" Although he also speculated that Tiwuduo would not care about Lansha's opinions, Andrei simply nodded and agreed upon hearing this.

"Wait..." Calling Andre, Lansha said again, "Don't say this is my opinion, um, just say it's Mr. Tai's suggestion."

Old Tai is also a senior barbarian general, but the other party is now fighting in the Cangyan War Zone. Of course, this is not the point, the point is that this person has a good relationship with Tiwu... Obviously, Lansha also realized the problem. If Tiwu heard that this opinion was made by her, it would probably be the opposite, and he would even have to capture the gray-clothed army.

Seeing Lansha's determination to help Tiwu, the barbarian generals around him were suddenly embarrassed. You must know that they didn't say anything good.

Just as the atmosphere was getting colder, a barbarian man rushed from the front with sweat on his head. Without time to breathe, he shouted quickly: "General, report urgently in front of him! Several Zichen troops launched a large-scale counterattack and were approaching the front of us... Huh..."

"Uh...what did you say?"

"Counterattack? How is it possible!"

"Did the Brans go crazy in a collective manner..."
Chapter completed!