The second thousand two hundred and sixty chapters of the army
Ye Fan's roar formed waves of strong sound waves, which directly shocked Shanke's internal organs.
The sudden severe injury caused the blood in Yamashina's chest and abdomen to boil, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out, and he collapsed on the ground.
He is not a warrior to begin with, and his physical talent is far inferior to that of Qimeng and others. How can he resist the impact of Ye Fan's sound wave in such a short distance?
"A greedy fool who swallows an elephant like a snake!"
Ye Fan's face was filled with coldness, and he said in a deep voice to the people around him: "I brought the magic medicine from the God's Domain, and I have the first right to distribute it! I give it to you out of love, and not to give it to you is my duty! If anyone
If you want to ask me for something in a dirty way, you should consider the consequences clearly! Yamako, are you clear?
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"Clear...clear."
Yamashina was sluggish and fell to the ground weakly.
"As a member of the tribe, Yamako is trying to destroy the unity of all tribes in the tribe and undermine the overall situation of the war! I announce that the quota of the goblin tribe will be reduced by half, and it will be given to the tauren tribe as compensation!"
Ye Fan snorted coldly and looked at the racial leaders who wanted to share more of the Wuyuan Spirit.
"Who has an opinion?
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"Buzz..." Everyone's heads were buzzing, and it took a while to get rid of the noise lingering in their minds.
"No... no objection!"
The tribal leaders and chiefs who were clamoring to exchange Wuyuan Spirit and Ningxue Powder all lowered their heads without any thoughts.
Ye Fan's face was still cold, and he said in a deep voice: "Listen to me, don't think that I owe you the distribution of magical medicines on behalf of the Divine Realm! I have long said that all magical medicines are distributed according to each
The distribution is based on the strategic number of people in the clan and the level of the battle line! Moreover, the allocation quota for each profession is the same, regardless of any race! Even the weakest blood elves, as long as they are warriors in their clan, will be allocated the quota of magical medicine.
There are just as many warriors as tauren, orcs, and trolls! Other second-tier professions, even rear support, actually want to get the same magic medicine as the warriors at the front... Who gives you the face?
!All the tribal leaders and chiefs who just came to bargain with me and tried to intimidate me for various reasons took half of the quota of magic medicine for themselves.
Foxmen, Goblins, Forsaken, Children of the Night, all the tribesmen of the major races have heard it clearly. It’s not that I don’t favor other races, it’s just that your leaders and chiefs are too greedy! Go back and ask yourself why,
I don’t want to talk nonsense to them anymore! You are innocent, all this was caused by your leader, the chief! If anyone wants to get honor and compensation, go to the battlefield tomorrow and prove to everyone that you are worthy of high rewards.
, you are the most powerful tribal warriors!"
Ye Fan's words were clearly heard by all the tribes and races present.
Especially the expressions on the faces of the leaders and chiefs he named were quite wonderful.
It is precisely because they are smarter than other tribes that they can calculate.
However, they are smart, which means that their people are not stupid either.
These tribesmen immediately saw something fishy about the selfish motives of their leaders and chiefs.
What the hell, they actually hid such a big thing from their clan members and went to find the Lord God Envoy themselves. In the end, not only did they not get what they wanted, but they also kept half of the proceeds.
However, fortunately, the envoy did not kill everyone with one stick.
As long as they perform outstandingly in tomorrow's battle, the God Envoy will give them generous rewards! In this way, they can also prevent their leaders and chiefs from going through their hands and peeling off a layer of skin! "Ho ho ho ho!"
Suddenly, the entire camp let out a deafening roar, and the originally low morale instantly rose to its peak! Qimeng, Mam, Duke and others were stunned to see it.
They didn't understand why the divine messenger completely changed the situation with just a few words.
Looking at Ruhong's morale, they were eager to rush to the alliance's defense line and fight them to the death! The major tribes and races returned to the battalion commander in high spirits.
Some of them were holding their breath because of the upcoming battle, and some were because of the stupid things their leaders and chiefs did.
But no matter what the outcome is, everyone is cheering for the next battle.
The next day, the army started.
In order to let "God's Domain" show its true prestige, Ye Fan specially asked Bai Ze to arrange for some tribesmen to transform into their original forms.
Especially the Pengniao family, after transforming into their original form, their wings spread out to a distance of nearly a kilometer! Such behemoths have never appeared in World of Warcraft.
After all, Bai Ze and the others originally wanted to absorb the Immortal Vein Spring as quickly as possible and hoped that everyone would become invisible. How could they do such a stupid thing that attracts attention?
Therefore, after nearly ten thousand years of war between the tribe and the demon beasts of the Demon Spirit Continent, this is the first time that they have seen their true form.
Tens of thousands of monsters in the Divine Pill Realm and Divine Void Realm transformed into their true bodies and flew into the air.
In just one hour, hundreds of thousands of tribal troops were brought to the front line.
At this time, three to four hundred thousand tribal troops had gathered on the outskirts of the Golongpol area.
Two huge and towering peaks blocked the tribal army.
The two peaks are 10,000 meters high, and the sky above is shrouded in black clouds, filled with the smell of death.
If you want to enter the Golongpol area, you must cross two peaks.
However, there is only one passable valley between the two peaks.
The valley winds for hundreds of kilometers and is rugged and difficult to navigate.
The Human Alliance has set up hundreds of fortresses in this valley, spanning the valley.
They stood in line with the danger and set up barriers. There were only a few hundred people in each fortress, and there were only 20,000 people in total.
But relying on this dangerous land, they blocked the tribe's hundreds of thousands of troops for two to three thousand years! The abilities of the tribe's warlocks and mages are far less developed than human warlocks and mages.
The barrier they set up contains a variety of attributes, and the warriors of the tribe can only attack the barrier in the most primitive and ancient way.
In just one day of fighting, the valley was filled with blood and corpses.
However, the warriors of the tribe only broke the first barrier, and there were hundreds of barriers waiting for them behind! The leader of the tribal army was the tauren chief Rob, whose status was only lower than that of the leader Mamu.
The attack lasted a whole day, and the army was exhausted.
Seeing that the army was unable to fight anymore, Rob took temporary repairs and waited until lunch was over before attacking again.
Early in the morning, he summoned all the tribal chiefs into the camp to discuss important military affairs.
"Everyone, according to our intelligence, monsters from another world have invaded from behind, and the leaders of our tribes, leading an army of 600,000, are fighting them.
Today, we only have 350,000 available troops.
Those monsters from other worlds are powerful and can cause huge casualties to various tribes every time they invade.
If we don't invade the Golombor area, once those monsters occupy the Blade's Edge Mountains, our tribe's living space will be infinitely compressed!"