The man's voice was not loud, even a little calm, but it was this tone that made the other person speechless.
Even Yi Xifeng was secretly surprised by this man's words and reaction. Although there was no real fight now, they were already secretly fighting. The battle between the two armies was not as simple as he thought. From increasing their momentum to
The momentum before the war, from calling the formation to launching the attack, is all a strategy. Who said that there are no strategies among the orcs, and who said that strategies are exclusive to the human race?
"We have nothing to discuss with you. The ancient era has long passed. Now is a new era. We must see the general trend clearly. Our people are right. This war was started by you. If you want to fight
, then let’s fight. Let’s see what the outcome is today. We will know after the fight.”
"Rogue behavior is always shameful. If you know you are in the wrong, why should you start a war?"
The people on the battlefield were agitated. When everyone saw that the red-coated side took action directly without calling for formation, they originally thought that the pre-battle shouting would be a little different this time, but they did not expect that this would be the result in the end.
"We are just passively defending. If it weren't for the sake of the one from ancient times, do you think you still have room to stand here and talk to us now? I would have beaten you when you first attacked.
Are you falling apart and not grateful to our White Tiger Beast God? You really don’t know how to live or die..."
"Huh? It seems that this battle is not such a simple struggle for power."
The fair young man's eyes were wandering, trying to hear some clues from the words of the two armies confronting each other. He had asked Brother Zhou and others before, but they all said they didn't know. It seemed that no one was interested in the cause of the war. Everyone
All I have in my mind is my own interests.
Maybe those monks with strong cultivation will know, but if you want to know some secrets, you will have to get into those people's circles. If you get the news, it will not be easy to get out of them.
In fact, Yi Xifeng also thought that if his strength could not be recognized by the red clothes and the Xizhou Sword was not handed over to him, what could Hua Neng do? If he could help her solve some things, wouldn't he be able to do so?
Add some chips of your own?
Unfortunately, his plan failed the next moment. The two armies did not have any major disputes. It seemed that one of them did not want to say anything more.
"Hmph, then let me see the real seal. I want to see who doesn't understand etiquette."
As soon as he finished speaking, countless beast kings on the ancient road looked up to the sky and roared, covering the entire battlefield with monstrous murderous intent. The anger in their hearts burst out from the inside out. The shouting array may not have won, but that's exactly what happened.
The lack of words to fight back only made these strange beasts become even more violent.
The man standing on top of the giant bird used his skills to the extreme. A terrifying aura came to the battlefield. Feeling the emotions of the person behind him, the giant bird under him let out a long roar.
It is so high that it penetrates the eardrums of many low-level human monks.
This aura...is another alien beast emperor!
Yi Xifeng squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the battlefield. He didn't know how much power was hidden in it. There were already three Beast Emperors on the surface alone, but the person above the giant bird might not be...
In the realm of heroes, he should also be a proud man of heaven, and a proud man who is loyal to the ancient ways. When he recalled the people in his memory, he had never heard of the proud beast master, and he might be another descendant of a hidden power.
"Kill me!"
"Leave these confounding things on this battlefield!"
With the sound of explosions, the war that had been brewing for a long time finally broke out. The monks of each realm followed their leaders and rushed to their own battlefield areas. The two warring parties were densely packed, with different sizes and races.
There are all, humans and beasts, beasts and beasts, humans and humans.
As soon as there was a confrontation, the ground was stained with blood-red blood, just like the wave, which made people feel frightened.
As soon as there was a confrontation, the ground was stained with blood-red blood, just like the wave, which made people feel frightened.
"It's time for us to get going too!"
The smell of blood rushed straight from their noses to everyone's minds. At this moment, everyone was infected by the situation in front of them and followed Brother Zhou into the battlefield.
It's night at the frontier, and the war on the battlefield has not stopped and is still going on. The land in the wilderness is dyed red with blood, and even if you lie down casually, you will feel sticky on your body.
That's blood that hasn't dried yet.
This is a vast wilderness, a vast frontier city, a battlefield, and a ruthless harvesting machine. There is no emotion, only endless killing cries. Looking around, I don’t know how many creatures are still fighting.
This is just the tip of the iceberg.
On a battlefield with strong cultivation and strength, anyone can mercilessly kill a large number of people with low cultivation. But it is impossible for them to do this, and their opponents can only be people with similar strength to them.
However, there were also monks or strange beasts who died due to the aftermath.
There is no other way but to blame your own bad luck. Even the battlefield patrol officer can do nothing about this situation. There are too many living beings affected and it is impossible to take care of it. Furthermore, this is a battlefield, where life and death are divided.
This place is not a training ground for rough fights, nor is it a second son who comes out to experience and be protected by masters.
Being able to divide the battlefield is already the best opportunity.
If you want to survive, you can only rely on yourself! Unless you choose not to come here!
This battlefield is so big that you can’t even see it. Some of the beast kings are as big as a house, and some are as small as the palm of your hand. They are all uneven. The impact is so wide that I don’t know where to start. Only a dozen or dozens of creatures died.
, it will not affect the development of the entire war situation at all. Here, life is as light as dust, not to mention you are just a soldier, even if it is the death of a young general, who will care?
You are not those commanders, those proud sons of heaven on the pyramids, sons of the Holy Land, or princes of a country.
How can he be qualified to be taken seriously? If he dies, he will die, with no name, no surname, no one to mourn him, and no monument to remember him.
How many people tried their best to run their skills, overdraw their lives, and die together with the opponent. How many alien beasts blocked the gun to protect their contracted beasts. How many beast masters used their lives to delay the opponent's progress in order to keep their contracted beasts alive.
?
Perhaps such behavior would be recorded in a book outside, or perhaps it would be known to everyone, but here, it can only be drowned in more killing cries, and it will last forever with the land here.
It completely explains what real life is like grass and grass.