"Can I defend my fortress with you-Xiangshuai's help?"

Afraid that Xiang Shuai didn't hear it clearly, Yang Dashuan repeated this sentence word by word. The meaning of the words fully expressed the tone of contempt and ridicule, which made Xiang Shuai, who was smiling, suddenly stunned.[]

Yang Dashuan's meaning is very obvious.

The army of Edfran's Principality was 220,000, which was enough to flatten two or three such territory at the same time. Even Xiangshun's Brokeback Mountain was not useful.

But Xiang Shuai looked like she didn't have her own Brokeback Mountain. The posture of your maple leaf fortress being flattened the next moment really made Yang Dashuan feel extremely disgusted. She wanted to slap this guy directly to relieve her anger.

However, Yang Dashuan was addicted to words, but it also made things worse.

Although Brokeback Mountain's strength is much worse than Yang Dashuan's territory, the high quality of the half-elves is enough to make up for these problems. With the assistance of Brokeback Mountain, there will be a little hope of surviving the territory. But Yang Dashuan's words completely cut off this hope.

Xiang Shuai looked cold and glared at Yang Dashuan fiercely. "I want to see how your territory was flattened by these guys!"

"Step it?" Yang Dashuan sneered and met Xiangshuai without hesitation with the same eyes. "Tell you, I can still defend my territory without you. Can the Kana Air Force Bull be forced? Isn't it still killed by my Griffon Knight Flying Team? Do you know? It was wiped out and we had zero casualties! Didn't you ask you for help at the beginning? Tell you, Xiangshuai! Don't be as arrogant as 20,000 or 50,000, and think that without you, everyone will be killed! Tell you, I annoyed your expression the most."

Xiangshuai squinted her eyes and sneered.

Chimera bent her neck behind her and heard her master being scolded, she was ready to waving her wings on the spot.

Several swamp giants sitting cross-legged behind Yang Dashuan, when they saw the other monsters moving, stood up from the ground and looked at each other with a vigilant look. Without saying a word, the ogres drifted their swords directly out of the sheath, with the whistling sound of the wind, and the black big sword was whirling beside them.

Xiangshuai looked quiet.

This threat similar to intimidation has never stopped since the two clashes. Anyway, it is just intimidation. No one wants to provoke the trouble first without any chance. Faced with Yang Dashuan's cold sarcasm, Xiang Shuai naturally would not admit it. "Don't think that you won two battles and you don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick. Tell you, you think your air strike will be so easy to succeed. If I hadn't harassed the flanks with half-elves, the Karna Air Force would have eaten nothing left. The entire army was wiped out... Humph, you were the luck of Doug shit."

"Luck is also part of your strength!" Yang Dashuan snorted coldly. "You are lucky. Why were you discovered by the Public ** team and almost wiped out? If I hadn't happened to go to the air strike, how many of your half-elves could have survived?"

This is the most afflicting thing about Xiang Shuai.

If it weren't for owing Yang Dashuan a favor because of this incident, how could he have touched Lao Yang's cold butt and ran to his territory with shame again and again, wouldn't he just want to repay this favor? But Yang Dashuan didn't mention any pot. When this matter was said, it naturally touched Xiangshuan's weakness.

Xiang Shuai's expression became cold on the spot.

"Luck, I want to see how much luck you have. Will I withdraw my troops tomorrow because of your luck!" Xiang Shuai snorted coldly, jumped on Chimera's back and went back.

Yang Dashuan rolled his eyelids and opened his mouth with his boss - it's over now!

Joan of Arc squeezed his eyes and looked at Yang Dashuan with a grievance. Now the last straw in the territory is gone, can he have to wait to die?

After Xiang Shuai left, the slaves also became silent.

No matter who is in the territory, he knows the current situation. There are still two days left, and no one is sure whether they are alive or alive. Yang Dashuan is a little irritated and is wandering around the territory. As summer approaches, the sky at night on the wasteland is silent, and the silver plate-like moon hangs high in the sky.

A crisp sound of Guli Fire Tong suddenly sounded, pulling Yang Dashuan out of his thoughts.

"What's going on? Who is emptying the gun?" Yang Dashuan jogged along the gunshots. The one who shot was an elf. Seeing Yang Dashuan walking towards here, he was so scared that he didn't dare to breathe. "What's going on? Didn't I say that I'm not allowed to fire the guns in the territory at will?"

Yang Dashuan seemed quite annoyed.

These elves are usually obedient and always insist on Yang Dashuan's orders. Unlike those old fry, they dare to laugh all day long.

"I...I..." The elf was also frightened. He hugged Gu Li Huotong for a long time and couldn't say a complete sentence. He just stretched out his fingers to point at a ball of black things on the ground.

Yang Dashuan frowned and looked in the direction the elf pointed.

The thing was still twitching, I don’t know what it was. When I got closer, Yang Dashuan saw that it was a carrier pigeon. It has to be said that although ordinary elves’ vision at night is not as good as night elves, it is not much worse. Only natural stunners like them can hit the flying carrier pigeon at night.

Yang Dashuan couldn't help but give him a thumbs up and changed to praise.

"Good thing, I blamed you wrongly!" Yang Dashuan was also a master who dared to admit his mistake. He knew that he had blamed the elf wrongly, so he apologized on the spot.

"Hehe, I'm patrolling. When I saw something flying in the sky, I subconsciously gave it to the Fire Division!" the elf said embarrassedly. "It was from there!"

The elf refers to the southeast, which surprised Yang Dashuan.

I originally thought this was Grand Duke Peter's pigeon asking for help, but now it seems that it is not as I thought before. To the southeast... it is deep in the wasteland and the territory of swamp giants. How could a pigeon fly over from there?

Could it be Leren?

Yang Dashuan was delighted and looked over carefully. There was a small volume of letters tied to the foot of the pigeon. He quickly picked up the pigeon, and Yang Dashuan opened the letters.

No one knew that such a pigeon had been here, and no one knew what was written in the letter. In short, Yang Dashuan's sad face suddenly disappeared after seeing the contents in the letter. Everyone noticed this abnormal behavior - as the backbone, Yang Dashuan's words and deeds would infect everyone around him.

The city, which was originally immersed in a depressing atmosphere, was immediately swept away.

From sunrise to sunset, the day passed quickly.

What made Yang Dashuan happy was that Xiang Shuai did not appear again, which made him feel very good.

Today, Brokeback Mountain is still very busy, and all the half-elves are gathering. As long as Xiang Shuai says, these half-elves will fight to the Maple Leaf Fortress without hesitation. However, these half-elves who gathered stop on Brokeback Mountain, looking at the gradually dimming sky, but there is no intention of setting off.

Kasumi rides Chimera and goes out from the sun just set, and has not come back yet.

Above the layers of white clouds, Chimera, with colorful colors, kept flapping her wings. In the sky, Xiangshuai continued to see the movements in the maple leaf fortress clearly. Xiangshuai wanted to carefully observe the panic expressions of the slaves in the city, and when everyone was extremely desperate, then he appeared in the posture of a savior.

When she thought of Yang Dashuan begging for her face with tears at that time, bursts of pleasure came in Xiangshuan's heart. Even if Yang Dashuan did not beg for her to send troops to help, she could easily appreciate the other party's despair after breaking the city.

It was not until this time that Xiangshuai realized that this was also a win-win situation.

After staying in the sky for so long, Xiang Shuai didn't notice the scene he wanted to see. The slaves in the city were not as panicked as he imagined, but were rather calm.

"What's going on?" Xiang Shuai looked at the person below in confusion, and couldn't help but feel a little confused. "Are these already broken pots?

It's just that's not the case.

Kasuke couldn't help but squint his eyes. People in the city seemed to be moving. Of course, the most eye-catching thing was naturally the swamp giants in action. But those giants were not as stable as Kasuke imagined, and their movements were getting bigger and bigger.

Under Yang Dashuan's command, these giants were riding the frost dragon in sequence and leaving the fortress.

"Are you running away?" Xiang Shuai couldn't help but think, but in just a moment, this thought was erased from Xiang Shuai's mind.

If you want to escape, then Yang Dashuan should let the old, weak, sick and disabled in the territory go first. On the contrary, how could the swamp giants leave first? Squint your eyes. The flight trajectory of the frost dragon is not far away, but it is slightly closer to the feet of the Kemeser Mountains on the southwest side.
Chapter completed!