"A good soldier also needs a good commander..." A desert Mainz said unconvincingly: "Even if our soldiers are not as good as Beamon...but we have handsome men!"
"They also have an excellent commander, Dragon Priest Richard!" Archmage Zandi clenched his fists and his whole body trembled: "The first time I mention this name in a low-quality manner, I will go crazy! My dear..."
"Master Zandi! Regarding the deeds of this Behemoth Dragon Sacrifice, I have roughly understood it from your mouth. Now I still have one more thing that needs to be verified - whether the Bimon Dragon Sacrifice has any love.
Qin Continent’s special magic equipment? For example, space equipment or something?”
Marshal Rommel stood up and lit up the lanterns with a silver hairpin. Hearing the sound of fighting coming from far away, he raised his eyebrows slightly. An arsenic giant immediately understood and lowered the roller blind of the Big Fulu.
There was sudden silence in the hundred-person tent.
"Beautiful! The origin of this Behemoth Dragon Priest is a mystery. You also know that the birth of the Behemoth Priest requires opportunity, rather than relying on time to cultivate like a magician." The Necromancer waved the bones in his hand.
Staff, after thinking about it, he said: "As for his territory, we also tried to send spies and agents to infiltrate it, but his city lord's mansion is a high red soil slope, and there are countless vicious dogs inside, and even wolves have to stay away, so
I really don’t know much about him! As for whether he has any equipment, I can’t judge blindly. Metal is really rare, and metal that can provide a large equivalent is even rarer than fine gold.”
"So, this dragon priest is an anomaly in the Behemoth Kingdom. His secrecy is out of a sense of secrecy? Or is it a sense of xenophobia?" Marshal Rommel leaned on his commander's seat and stretched out his arms comfortably.
He lazed, picked up a roll of ancient books with yellow paper, and frowned: "I saw his appearance that day. To be honest, he is a bit similar to your master, Master Zandi, but not like him."
Beamon.”
"As you said, it's just that his black pupils don't sparkle with silver light! If it weren't for the help of your power, I would have been prepared to deal with this Behemoth Dragon Priest." Archmage Zandi bowed and said.
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"Haha..., but what you said is too exaggerated! The reason why these Behemoth warriors are so outstanding is obviously that the Behemoth Kingdom has become very angry about the abduction of the princess. This time, all elite soldiers are sent to attack Mulan.
!These powerful warriors are a sparsely populated branch in the Behemoth Kingdom. In today’s Behemoth Kingdom, most of the tribes are very weak. In addition, they don’t have any outstanding commanders. The dragon priest you mentioned
, he is still very childish. There is no tactical arrangement in the city defense battle. Don't praise him too highly just because of a few victories. He is still far away from the category of a famous general." Marshal Rommel smiled lightly.
He smiled, stretched out a finger to the Necromancer, and shook it gently.
"But his bravery is indeed widely spread in our Aegean. Maybe some things are so exaggerated that I have no way to distinguish between true and false; well... many people spread the rumor that he is a double dragon priest, but I
I have never heard of him using his two fairy dragon pets in any battle. Most of the time, one of his firebird pets has made great achievements. This time, it seems that he didn't even see any of these people. It should be
It’s because he didn’t come to the desert! In the Aegean continent, two dragon knights once fell in his hands. They were defeated miserably. Madavecchia was killed in battle. It’s really regrettable.” Necromancer Zandi Dafa said.
, his expression began to become a little gloomy, and the gloomy candle shadow just hid him in the darkness: "My poor child, too..."
"If such a powerful person wants to escape, we can't stop him at all, but why would he ask me to surrender?" The handsome man chuckled, pinched the pages of the book on his thumb, and flipped through it:
"Isn't this dragon priest treating others as fools too much?"
"Perhaps I feel embarrassed! After all, Beamon's loss this time is really too great." The Necromancer lowered his head and said: "His status is very noble. As you know, Beamon attaches great importance to reputation."
"Wrong!" The handsome man shook his head and pursed his lips into a hook: "The reputation is part of the reason! The worry is that he has not given up yet! He is not ready to give up yet! He is very brave, so he still wants to rescue the kidnapped people.
Princess Beamon of Kaliman City! I have said before that those short-sighted businessmen will get into trouble sooner or later because of the slave trade!"
"Then trick him into surrendering and kill him directly!" an arsenic giant said decisively.
"It's easy to kill him. Personal bravery can never achieve much! But what I need is to march into the Behemoth Kingdom!" The handsome man continued to shake his head, and after a long time he sighed: "You also know, Tie
Le Tai has always been very satisfied with the current situation in Mulan. Caliph Abdullah and His Majesty the Sultan are deeply wary of me. At present, I want to enter the Aegean. There are too many resistances. Maybe Your Majesty will agree, but I can't place the bet.
It's all down to His Majesty's wisdom! The defeat of the Guards today is certain. In order to shirk responsibility, Golem Mohammadi, a fool, didn't know how to praise the enemy to the sky after the war! The situation in Mulan's surrounding areas has been decided.
If Golem Mohammadi scares me, the empire will never march into the Aegean if it is not necessary!"
"I know that this is Mei Shuai's strategic goal, and this is also the situation that I most hope to see." Master Zandi, the necromancer, smiled and said: "We have great confidence in whether you can succeed."
"You have done well recently. It is said that the two military powers in the Aegean continent have started a war because of your instigation." The handsome man raised his eyes from the page and glanced at the necromancer lightly: "I also have reason to believe that,
Besides me, you should still have alternate places."
"Why do you say that?" The Necromancer raised his head in surprise.
"Feeling." Meishuai smiled and pointed at his head wrapped in brocade.
"In front of you, who is wise, I really have nothing to hide." Master Zandi, the necromancer, sighed: "There is indeed another one, but their potential is really limited, and the other one is already in contact."
"I need a fuse! This Behemoth is probably a good choice." Meishuai nodded thoughtfully.
"Meishai, what do you mean..." Several generals of the Flying Camel Army looked at each other.
"We are already invincible in Taklamago. Do you want to go see the outside world and have a legitimate reason to expand the army?" The handsome man laughed and glanced at his subordinates: "We have 120 soldiers in Garry City.
Ten thousand people, with this province alone, we can accomplish a lot!"
"I think!" Anyone who is a true warrior will give a positive answer to this challenging question.
"Weak people only wait for opportunities, while strong people take the initiative to create opportunities! This Dragon Sacrifice is an opportunity for us! I need him to help me convince the cowardly and conservative Mulan people!" Rommel raised his fiery red fox tail high, and for a while
I couldn't help but tremble: "For myself, for my mother, and for you! I must let the Mulan Flying Camel Army flag fly high in that sinful land!"
"Will something go wrong?" someone asked in a low voice.
"It's just a dragon priest! How many tricks can he play? This is the only way I can play this game. If I were a pure Mulan, why would I have to use so many crooked ideas!" The handsome man suddenly remembered something.
He looked at the Necromancer with his eyes: "By the way, respected Master Zandi, why didn't you think of trying to win over this Behemoth Dragon Priest? With his help, your strategic intentions will be greatly assisted.
That’s right!”
"I looked down on him a little at first, but when this guy showed his prowess, I had a blood feud with him again." The necromancer's cheeks were raised high, and the grinding sound of his gums was like a mouse gnawing at the corner of the table.
"Let us take the initiative to contact him! I don't like to be sloppy!" The handsome man's eyes caught the vulture leader, and he raised his chin and said: "Hashmian! At nightfall, you go quietly and look for that person.
Priest Bimonlong said that I wanted to talk to him about the surrender site!"
The leader of the vultures rubbed his golden earrings and nodded.
"Actually, when this magnetic forbidden area disappears, with so many imams, we should be able to kill them all!" a desert Mainz man said reluctantly.
"Absolutely not!" Archmage Zandi waved the bone staff nervously: "The other party still has many sacrifices, and the level is definitely not low. Have you seen that kind of "Nebula Chain Lightning"? Really prepare to force them.
Risk your life, maybe none of us will survive!"
"Don't worry, I will make them pay a price. Tomorrow the magnetic forbidden area will disappear, and I will let the Flying Camel Army try again! To be honest, I am not willing to accept it!" The handsome eyes flashed.
A strange light: "This is really my first time seeing... someone can actually fight with the tree trunk used to break the door... But this doesn't scare me..."
"If it weren't for the overjoyed Sudanese Guards, these losses would have been borne by our flying camel army." Necromancer Zandi sighed: "This is the first time I have seen such an enemy. It seems that this Behemoth Dragon Priest
He really has all the equipment, otherwise his baggage and provisions will be taken away from him!"
This sigh caused countless sighs, including Marshal Rommel, who always kept his emotions secret.
The clouds are light and the stars are few, the crickets are noisy, the cool breeze is calm, and the beautiful moon is boundless.
"The beautiful handsome man wants me to ask for surrender?" Liu Zhenshao stared at the vulture strong man in front of him.
The tragic siege battle has ended, and the Mulan people have suffered enough losses. Now the entire ancient city is a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. The texture of water sandalwood is comparable to that of an iron rod, which has taught the Mulan people a lesson.
The human stick did not cause much damage to the rough-skinned and thick-skinned Behemoth warriors." The only loss was the warthog warrior. Now there are only thirty-seven people left in this group of pig warriors. General Reyes is about to cry without tears.
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"That's right." The vulture leader Hashemian's eyes were bright and he met the hostile gazes from all around without showing any signs of weakness.
"Okay! I will definitely go!" Liu Zhencheng nodded.
"We will replace the guards patrolling the sentry tonight with our own people, but it is best for your arrival to be secretive." The vulture leader Hashemian nodded and glanced at the little elf prince from the corner of his eye. If it weren't for this Behemoth just now,
The dragon priest screamed quickly. He had already been shot by a three-edged sharp blade. Hashemian admired the opponent's shooting skills. At least the black belt shooter in Mainz in the desert couldn't use the chain link.
The method of collision is to cancel your own attack.
"I will!" Liu Zhancheng smiled and wiped his beard: "I hope you can prepare some good wine and food. If there are dancers with larger breasts, you might as well call a few to add to the fun."
The vulture leader Hashemian rolled his eyes and almost fainted from the Behemoth Priest. He quickly spread his wings to get out of the way. If he stayed there any longer, this guy would not know what nasty words he was going to say.
"Your Majesty! Don't go, the other party will definitely play tricks!" Prince Kahn said anxiously. The blond hair on His Highness's forehead was sticking up one by one, just like the neck quills of a fighting cock, and his whole body was full of the smell of blood.
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"It's impossible without playing tricks!" Liu Zhanchen kicked Guoguo, who was burrowing in the corner. Guoguo's little butt was stuck up high, and she didn't know what treasure she was looking for.
"Since you know that the other party is going to play tricks, why do you take risks?" Before His Highness the Prince could speak, Gelini had already rushed to ask.
"Because the map we captured does not have the exact location of the Mulan Empire! Damn it! The map only has the topographic map of the Hengduan Mountains to the south and the Aegean Continent! The level of confidentiality of these Mulan people is too high! What I am thinking now
Just how to get to Mulan for the empire!" Liu Zhenshaan frowned and smacked his mouth: "But then again, fighting at your own doorstep. It is true that no one needs to bring the map out. If the battle is defeated, there will be big mistakes." {
ps: In the Sino-Indian war, India made this mistake. In the later period, the Chinese army began to pay attention to this, such as double sand tables, one real and one fake. To prevent things from going wrong.}
"You just...want to rescue Princess Nancy?" Prince Kahn asked cautiously.
"This is just one of the reasons. We are defeated this time. If we just go back to China, we will be laughed to death?" Liu Zhenhan snorted coldly: "You and I, one is the commander of the expeditionary force, and the other is the chief shaman of the sacrificial group.
How are we going to deal with each other when we go back? Eighty percent of the soldiers died in battle, so this one crime is enough for us to be chopped alive a hundred times! I won't accept it!"
"I don't want to go back. I'll just die here." Prince Kahn muttered softly.
"The Mulan people have been surrounding us for so many days. After this battle, they should have been able to see that our luggage is not lacking! But what I am curious about is why they tried to attack again before the magnetic forbidden area disappeared.
Try to ask me to surrender so quickly! Based on our relationship, can you say that our performance today scared them?" Liu Zhenzhen was also extremely puzzled: "I also prepared a high-sounding excuse. I want to use it.
I sacrificed myself in exchange for your freedom and chanted a fake surrender, but now it’s all in vain? Damn it! Why do I feel so weird? It seems like someone has plotted against me!”
"Your Majesty, I do not agree with your false surrender. When the time comes, you will swear by the name of the God of War!" Prince Kahn lowered his head and gently kicked the golden sword propped on the ground with his boot. The blade was covered with thick
The muddy dried blood stains are like the prince filling the student's heart.
"Your Highness, the God of War and I are on good terms, and he still cares if I break one or two oaths?" Liu Zhenzhen glanced at His Highness, with a smirk on his face.
Several of the personal guards also laughed secretly, leaving only the astonished Prince, who was confused.
"Don't worry! I have the ability to shrink to an inch." The old gangster rubbed the "Roaring Fury" skull necklace hanging around his neck with one hand, and the other crippled hand wearing a black glove placed heavily on His Highness's.
He patted his shoulder and said, "In case the Mulans set a trap and cannot be beaten, I can always escape. Now I have to go and see if there is any possibility of false surrender!"
"The commander-in-chief of the other side is very cunning in picking up bells and tying bells..." Gotani said a little uneasily: "How about this, I will go with you! I am a knight of the Silver Temple, and I have the right to protect your case!"
"If you go, I really won't be able to leave even if I want to." Liu Zhenzhen twisted Getani's pretty face with ice-skinned skin. This intimate gesture made the swan beauty feel self-conscious for a while.
"This handsome Mulan is really unpredictable." Prince Kahn let out a long sigh: "I don't know if I'm scared to death, but I feel like he's always leading us by the nose!
Even for surrendering, I never thought that he would take the initiative!"
"I'm quite surprised too, hehe..." Liu Zhencheng pouted, and his vicious words came out one after another: "Logically speaking, Rommel's mother is a beautiful woman who was kidnapped into Mu Binghun Snow Fox.
There is no doubt that she must have been humiliated! How did Rommel, who didn't even have a father, get to this point in the Mulan Empire? Are bastards so popular in Mulan?"
"It's unlucky for us to meet such a madman, and he took all his anger out on us." Prince Kahn said dejectedly.
"Not necessarily, at least I saw an essence from him." Liu Zhenzhen took a breath and laughed wildly: "Interracial marriage should be feasible!"
"This..." His Royal Highness the Prince was confused. How could His Majesty still think of this when it was already so long ago?
"Don't think too much! Did you feel good about killing today?" Liu Zhenzhen kicked his toes and took His Royal Highness's golden giant sword into his hand. The greasy hilt was sticky on his palm.
"It's great! Their sticks are not threatening at all. This is my first time to kill such an opponent. At least three hundred people were killed by me!" Prince Kahn smiled sheepishly: "Mulan
Human bones are so hard that my hands became soft after cutting them."
"Let's learn more from the takin warriors. They have faced hundreds of opponents all year round. They have long been indifferent to this kind of scene. Today, we have lost to them. They have not rested from beginning to end. Now they have to clean up the battlefield." Liu Zhencheng explained.
The bag was poured on the sword, and a cold light suddenly exploded.
"Ho! What a sword!" Liu Zhanchen tutted repeatedly and shook the blade. There seemed to be a line of small words engraved on the sword. The old gangster came up and watched it intently.
"The heart of a warrior is determined to stop the war." Prince Lionheart said: "This is the number one magic weapon of our Rhine tribe" "Sun-cutting Sword"! The inscription above is the motto of the Rhine tribe. Your Majesty, you can wear it for self-defense tonight.
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At this time, Guoguo finally caught a plump cricket from a nook in the wall and happily presented the treasure to Liu Zhensha.
"A warrior's heart is determined to stop the war? This sentence is really nonsense!" Liu Zhancheng carefully pinched the elytra of the cricket and leaned against Guoguo's smiling face.
The old gangster's current expression is completely natural and full of affection. He has always been affectionate towards this little animal because he does not feel threatened.
When he is threatened, the faintly reflecting sword blade under the moonlight is his reflection.
This guy can never be looked down upon too high, but he can never be looked down upon too low either.