"Sir, Guangzu is right. You can't stay here for long. If you don't leave, I will leave first!" Iron King Luo followed with a rather impatient expression.
He was playing with two black beads in his hand, making a jingling sound.
This voice was just like his mood, irritable and unhappy.
Their Iron King Tribe gained nothing from this bloody trip and lost hundreds of thousands of people.
Now I have to take the risk of a super blood tide, I'm sure I won't be happy with it.
"Wang Luo, your Iron King tribe has developed well in the past few years, can you send some more troops over?" Yan Guangzuo pondered for a moment, did not express his position, and instead asked another question.
Tie Wangluo was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said: "Sir, every family has its own difficulties.
Our Iron King Tribe has encountered some troubles recently. We discovered strange portal fluctuations in a subordinate area called the Iron Hoof Tribe, and sent a seventh-level team to investigate.
As a result, he was chased by eighth-level night ghosts, and only one sixth-level man escaped alive. It was said that he was related to a suspected eighth-level Yan clan strongman.
This can't help but remind people of the Yan tribe member who led a group of night ghosts in the Sand portal square not long ago.
Immediately afterwards, Xiukas, the sword king of the Sand tribe, went to our tribe to make trouble again after searching for the fire dragon to no avail.
Not only did we provide cover for the Yan clan member, but we also had a fight with our elder, causing a lot of chaos.
For this reason, there are many opinions within the clan, and they suspect that the Yanjin family is causing trouble and does not want to participate in the internal strife of your Yan clan.
In addition, the blood tide is approaching and defenses must be deployed everywhere, so it will be difficult to send reinforcements in the short term."
When Tie Wangluo said this, he shook his head and said no more.
Yanguang Zuomu pursed his lips and leaned back on the chair.
He understood that if the Yanjin family acted like this, it would be impossible for the barbarians to increase their troops before the bloody tide.
At the same time, he himself also knew very well that although he had successfully transferred his soul, he was not the eighth-level strong man he was before, the leader of the Yan clan, and his power and influence were much smaller.
If it was in the past, he could easily mobilize millions of troops from his own clan, but now that he is desperately gathering souls, the two barbarian clans can't even recruit a million troops.
After a long time, Yanguang Zuomu sighed and said in an extremely low tone: "Forget it, let's break camp and go north as you said, and first annihilate Langya's partial army.
After the blood tide, we will re-mobilize our forces and annihilate Langya in one fell swoop!"
"Your Excellency is wise!" All the generals in the account breathed a sigh of relief almost at the same time, and all handed over their hands to accept the order.
"Dad, that's great!" Yan Guangzu was relieved, with a smile on his face.
He is really afraid that if his father is stubborn and refuses to retreat, then he will be in big trouble.
The seventh plane has not experienced a blood tide for thousands of years. It is unknown how many blood monsters have accumulated. The scale of this outbreak is unimaginable.
What's more, it's a super crack. The last time a super crack appeared in their Yan clan's territory was more than thirty years ago.
Two eighth-level warriors, with a total of 800,000 elites and a miscellaneous army of affiliated forces, had a total strength of two million, and only half of them died in the end.
Ancestor Yan Guang said again: "Dad, do you still remember the last time a super crack broke out in our territory and how serious the damage was?
Li Wenhao doesn't know whether to live or die. Two super cracks have appeared in the territory, and only hundreds of thousands of people have been sent to defend them. How will he die this time?"
"That's right!" Tie Wangluo followed closely: "According to the news sent by the Kyoto Chamber of Commerce, nearly twenty cracks have been discovered in Langya.
In addition, Huaibei and the two super cracks in the desert ruins are bound to die.
If he is smarter, concentrates his troops, and finds a safe area to garrison, he might be able to preserve some strength.
If he sends troops to block the blood tide in the rift, I estimate that by the time the blood tide ends, there will be nothing left of Langya.
When the time comes, we can easily capture the entire Langya, wouldn’t it be wonderful!”
"Master Wang Luo, that's well said!"
The second shopkeeper of the Kyoto Chamber of Commerce, Murasaki Fuji, took two steps forward and said with gleaming eyes: "This blood wave in the seventh plane is not trivial, it is only in the Eastern Continent.
According to the news we have received, super cracks have appeared in the territories of the Giant Rakshasa Empire, Western Turks, Northern Turks, and Tianzhu Kingdom.
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 and be prepared.
When the blood tide ends, we will be able to seize more territory than just one Langya, and even directly control the entire Eastern Continent, which is not impossible."
Zi Chuanfu was ready to completely surrender to Yanguang Zuomu. Anyway, he had completely offended Li Wenhao.
According to Li Wenhao's nature of revenge, if Lang Ya is not destroyed, his life will not be saved.
"Yeah, why didn't I think of this? I was just busy fighting with Langya. The Giant Rakshasa Empire has three super black iron mines. The Western Turks and the Northern Turks are also our mortal enemies!"
Tie Wangluo slapped his forehead in annoyance, looked at Yanguang Zuomu excitedly, and said loudly: "Dad, we will immediately send someone to send a message to the clan to explain clearly the situation on the Seventh Continent. We want to come to Yanjin
The guys in the family will also be tempted.
It doesn’t take much, just recruiting one million more elites will be enough for us to run rampant in the seventh continent.”
"It is indeed an opportunity. I will send someone back to ask!" Tie Wangluo had previously refused to increase the number of troops.
At this moment, he nodded with gleaming eyes, everything was a benefit.
Once you have benefits, you don't need to be pushed, and you will naturally be very positive.
"Isn't this bad?" In the big tent, the Yan tribe and the barbarians were very excited, but Duke Monroe was the only one with cold sweat on his head.
They agreed to help him defeat the Langya people and recover the lost territory. How could it become that even the Giant Rakshasa Empire was interested in them?
You are still talking about it unscrupulously in front of him, the Duke of a giant Rakshasa. Are you trying to silence him?
Ancestor Yan Guang heard Men Luo's muttering, turned his head, and said with disdain: "Men Luo, you can join us in the Yan Clan from now on. Don't worry, I won't treat you badly!"
"Hahaha, Second Master said it well!"
"Monroe kowtows quickly, such an opportunity is not easy to find!"
"That's right, our Yan tribe doesn't just accept all slaves. You're in luck!"
Immediately afterwards, a group of Yan tribe generals in the room burst into laughter and looked at Monroe as if they were looking at a clown who could be easily crushed to death.
"I, I," Munro's fat face turned red. After all, he was also a prominent figure in the Giant Rakshasa Empire. How could he have ever suffered such humiliation?
Unfortunately, years of pampering and pampering had worn away the blood in him, and in the end he could only weaken and slump on the ground.
I felt extremely regretful. How could these people in front of me come to help? They were obviously robbers taking advantage of the situation.
The Principality of Munro is over, and so is the Great Rakshasa Empire.