"Hahaha, we defeated the coalition of the four royal families of the Sand, Man, Yan, Hun, and Dilan planes, and gained face for the Seventh Continent!"
"There is also a young boy named Menluo who was also taken care of by the general. Wahaha, long live the king. We, Langya, are the most powerful country in the Eastern Continent!"
The allied forces of the four tribes finally withdrew. The news spread to the desert ruins, causing loud cheers. The Langya Army and the Sun Tribe were all so excited that they could not control themselves.
In the meeting hall, Li Wenhao was still arranging matters related to defense against the blood tide with Fu Baichuan and others. Hearing the cheers outside, he realized what was happening.
"Your Highness, God bless me, Langya, Yanguang Zuomu, the old traitor, has finally withdrawn!"
"His Highness is well-organized and well-organized, and I admire him for his skill in both civil and military affairs!"
"I didn't expect that I would win now. Your Highness is mighty!"
Military advisor Fu Baichuan took the lead. More than a dozen high-ranking generals were all beaming with joy and clasped their fists in celebration. The room was filled with a joyful atmosphere.
On one side, the blood tide is about to break out, and on the other side, the coalition forces of the four tribes are close at hand, which puts a lot of pressure on everyone. Now that the coalition forces of the four tribes have withdrawn, they all feel an inexplicable lightness on their bodies, and they feel a lot more relaxed.
Only Yanxue Qingguang had a small black face, full of disbelief, shaking his head and whispering: "Is this impossible?
According to my understanding of the old thief Yanguang, he values the treasures in the forbidden area very seriously, so it’s impossible for him to give up so easily?"
"Your Highness!" Fu Baichuan put away his smile and said, "Although the old thief Yanguang has withdrawn now, we cannot take it lightly and must be prepared for enemy sneak attacks at any time.
Especially at the critical moment when the blood tide breaks out, or at the end of the blood tide, you must be even more careful."
"You're right, you can't let down your guard!" Li Wenhao nodded slightly and looked at Lunagu and Guimu Tengchuan: "You two should work hard. You must repair the walls of the City of the Sun and rebuild the sandstorm within three days.
Great formation!"
"General, I obey the order!" Guimu Tengchuan clasped his fists and accepted the order.
"Don't worry, Your Highness, the city wall will be repaired in less than three days, the night after tomorrow at the latest!" Runagu patted his chest with confidence. With the help of hundreds of magma giants, the project is progressing very quickly.
If it weren't for the fear that Li Wenhao wouldn't like it, he would have planned to buy some slaves and hold a heaven-sacrifice ceremony when the city was repaired.
"Very good, as long as everyone works together, no one can defeat us, including Blood Tide. There is nothing to worry about!"
Li Wenhao nodded with satisfaction and said loudly: "Moreover, this blood wave is not only a test of my Langya's comprehensive strength, but also a big opportunity!
Along with the blood monsters gushing out of underground cracks, there are also surging spiritual powers, as well as various rare minerals, soul-nourishing jade, law crystals, and other treasures.
I believe that after surviving the blood tide, the overall strength of our clan Langya will definitely reach a higher level!"
"Your Highness, don't worry, we will never fall out of line, poisonous chicken soup will be avoided. There are many treasures in Blood Tide, but the losses will be even greater!"
"Haha, Your Highness is fooling us again. It is recorded in ancient books that blood tide has always been a loss-making business!"
"By the way, we haven't experienced blood tides. We're just blood monsters, and we don't know how to release battle formations. Are they really that powerful?"
The generals laughed and interrupted, this is information asymmetry.
People in the Seventh Continent have never experienced blood tides at all. Although the records in ancient books are very dangerous, in most people's hearts, they are not very afraid of blood monsters with little intelligence, especially powerful warriors.
The people in Dilan Continent are different. They have experienced it personally and know the true power of the blood tide. Therefore, the two have different reactions to the blood tide. In the hearts of the generals of the Langya Army, they take the threat of the four ethnic alliances more seriously.
Li Wenhao looked at the generals' expressions as if you lied to us again, and his teeth ached in anger: "You guys, if you don't believe me, just wait and see!"
The conscience of heaven and earth, he must tell the truth this time without any adulteration.
Others are afraid of the blood tide, but he is not afraid, because killing blood monsters will cause explosions just like killing people, but the explosion rate is slightly smaller.
But there are so many blood monsters that it's unbearable. The smallest cracks are tens of thousands in size, and the super cracks are millions in size, or even tens of millions.
Just thinking about how many special units will be released after the blood tide is over, there are possibilities of one hundred thousand, two hundred thousand, or even three hundred thousand.
The reason why he dispersed all 110,000 fire spirits to various legions was because he wanted to harvest more.
It's a pity that he couldn't explain these things clearly, and he was also suspected of giving poisonous chicken soup.
One day later, in Monroe City, the troops from all over the place returned one after another. The golden figure of the Overlord stood at the top of the city, looking to the north.
Kurudi, the marshal of the Southern Legion of the Giant Rakshasa Empire, is back again, this time gathering the private armies of seven lords, a total of half a million troops.
Looking from the top of the city, one can see a dense darkness stretching for more than ten miles.
Fortunately, Kurudi was smarter this time and set up camp far away from the city wall. He was still gathering troops crazily and would not give up until there were more than a million soldiers.
"What a pity. If I hadn't rushed back in a hurry, I really wanted to play with him again!"
The Overlord's Golden Body looked at it with great envy. Although the motley army assembled by these lords was quite large in number, its combat power was average, and the proportion of soldiers in the battle formation was only two-tenths.
If you are attacking a city, it will be absolutely wonderful to let the fire spirit stand on the wall to collect people.
"General, the coalition forces of the four tribes are here!" A sixth-level fire spirit flew over to report.
"I know!" The golden body of the Overlord flew along the city wall to the south.
The same army of 500,000 people, with soldiers from the Yan and Barbarian tribes lined up in long lines, and their overall momentum was much more tyrannical than the giant Rakshasa army.
One has nearly 80% soldiers in the battle formation, while the other has only 20%, so there is absolutely no comparison.
In the entire seventh continent, only Langya can contend with the eight royal families of the Dilan plane.
The golden body of the Overlord watched the coalition forces of the four tribes, bypassing the city wall from a distance and approaching to the north, seemingly planning to join the giant Rakshasa army.
But for some reason, he faintly felt murderous intent, not towards Monroe City, but towards the giant Rakshasa army to the north?
"Strange, could it be an illusion?" Overlord Golden Body touched his chin, a little confused.
"General, all the people in the city have been transferred. In addition, the Black Gold Chamber of Commerce sent people to send news that the soul tribe rejected our proposal and there are signs of increasing troops!" A seventh-level fire spirit flew up from the city.
"Oh, the Soul Clan refused and still increased the number of troops?" Overlord's golden body turned around with a dazed look on his face, his narrow brows slightly wrinkled.
He originally thought that the Soul Clan would agree. After all, there are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests.
If Langya cannot be defeated, trade will be beneficial to both parties, not to mention that there is actually no hatred between Langya and the Soul Clan.
Including the sand tribe, they fought so hard before, but now they are not doing business honestly?
But now that the Soul Clan has refused, is it interesting?