Chapter 58 Dragon Battle in the Wild 8

In the morning, the sun was shining and the air was fresh. After a hard breakfast, the whole army was ordered to go to the Chicago Tes tribe. Soon, the whole army set out, and the long army was like a long dragon, winding.

Report——

The messenger had a high earthy yellow snake flag behind him, riding a tall horse, rushing to the position of the forward general and drinking from afar.

He struggled to live above the jungle bully lion, walking slowly, closing his eyes to refresh his mind, and brewing a circle of earthy-yellow fighting spirit. He was seizing the time to practice. Many days of marching has made him adapt to this way of practicing on the lion's back. When he heard the messengers drinking, he opened his eyes with effort. Two substantial earthy light Suddenly shooting out, the powerful murderous spirit convered in an instant.

He licked his slightly dry lips, and a majestic voice sounded: "Say!"

"Report to the forward general, the detective came to report that there was a small tribe not far ahead called the Yelu tribe. After the description of the detective, the men of the Yelu tribe were ready to leave and said goodbye to their wives and children one after another. It seemed that they were going to confront our army. Please ask the forward general to rule!"

"Ha! Ha! Ha!" Hearing this, he glanced at the poporich next to him. The mage laughed profusely, "Interesting! Interesting!"

"Master Poporic, how many days has our army been marching?" He narrowed his eyes slightly and said slowly.

"General, today is the tenth day of our army." Boborich arched his hand and said slowly.

"Tenth day?" Hearing this, he pondered slightly, "Since our army went to the battlefield, all the small tribes have tried their best to bow down and contribute food and money to reward my 20,000 striker army. As a forward general, I am naturally very gratified!"

"However, this time it's different. Those humble small tribes resisted openly. What is my great Lelan tribal army, Mage Boborich, according to your opinion, how to deal with it!" Suddenly, it took a lot of effort to change the topic, and the violent anger erupted, like a rocket launcher explosion, and the anger was unstoppable!

Popolich is not a kind-hearted person. His eyes flashed slightly and said in a low voice, "Our 20,000 sergeants rub their hands and have high fighting spirit, and our ultimate goal is to expedition to Chicago Tes. It is a large tribe that is no less than our Laren tribe and Omer tribe. During this march Naturally, my 20,000 sergeants will have a good time!"

"What the master said is very true!" He narrowed his eyes slightly and said gloomily, "Those tribes I met before were frightened to hear the expedition of my Leren tribe, like mice crossing the street, fleeing one after another, and rarely encountering a grinding stone of the army!"

"The messenger obeys the order!" With a sudden shout, the general's tiger's power was clear and there was a sound. It can be said that the general was angry and there were millions of floating corpses!

"Yes!" The messenger immediately obeyed the order.

"Go on the order and let the 19th heavy cavalry team fight immediately. The 6th and 8th team of the light cavalry, as two wings, immediately attacked the Yelu tribe, killed all the men, burned down the houses, and plundered all the women and food for our 20,000 soldiers to enjoy!"

"Yes!" The messenger immediately took the order and led the horse away, splashing bursts of yellow sand.

"The car is rustling, the horse is Xiaoxiao, the pedestrians's bows and arrows are at their waists, and Ye Niang's wife walks to see each other off, and the dust does not see 'Xianyang Bridge'. The clothes stopped the road and cried, and the crying went straight to the sky!"

There is a scene of parting here. In the Yelu tribe, the husband and wife hugged and cried, and the father and son looked at each other and said goodbye. The crying sounded the sky and went straight out of the sky.

A team of simple-dressed army said goodbye to their father, mother, wife and son, holding long guns and swords, and still embarked on the journey. Because they got the news that the powerful Leren tribal army had expedition to Chicago Tes, burned, killed and looted all the way, and all the small tribes migrated to escape the war.

There are also some heroic figures who took the opportunity to rise up and vowed to resist the steel torrent of the powerful Leren tribe. The beacon fires hit the people, but heroes in troubled times are worthy of their name.

A young warrior, a high-span war horse, majestic and angry, looked down at the men who had left their wives and children. His eyes flashed, and the long gun in his hand shook gently. The murderous spirit was released silently, and the powerful momentum was extremely restrained.

He was wearing simple iron armor, with his shoulders, disheveled blonde hair, and a bearded face. Suddenly, he was extremely fierce. Suddenly, he raised his arms and shouted loudly: "Young warriors, dear villagers, the brutal Lelan tribe is not far from us. Put away the love of his children and vowed to defend it to the death. Our homeland has a bloody road!"

"Vow to defend the Yelu tribe to the death!" All the sergeants immediately raised their arms and shouted, and their voices shook the earth. They screamed hysterically and shouted like a storm.

"Brothers, let's go. Let's take advantage of our unpreparedness and win surprisingly. With the various fortifications we have prepared in advance, we will live and die with our ancient Yelu tribe!"

"Kill!" All the soldiers shouted, "Kill all the brutal Leren army and defend the Yelü tribe to the death!"

"Good!" The strong man shouted loudly and immediately urged the ** horse to move slowly. He straightened his spear and suddenly gave the order, "Brothers move forward immediately. When we return from victory, it is our dear brothers and sisters, the villagers will be reunited!"

With the order of the strong man, 3,000 troops suddenly entered, and the horses hissed, vowing to fight to the death and defend their homeland.

The 19th Heavy Cavalry Team was fully armed. Under the leadership of Paris, they tried their best to urge the war horses and rushed towards the location of the Yelu tribe. Paris held a long gun in his hand, took the lead, and the ** war horse ran wildly.

"Brothers, kill all those barbarians and turn them into slaves. This is the supreme glory given to me by the Grand Forward General!" Paris galloped his horse and shouted loudly to strengthen his military power.

"Kill!" All the crazy sergeants suddenly shouted loudly, and their voices were neat and loud. A whole thousand well-equipped teams galloped violently. Suddenly, the earth roared and splashed dust all over the sky.

Here is a flat river. At a glance, the sky and the earth are connected. The ground is full of green grass. What a pastoral light. Paris gallops on the plain, sweats profusely in his heart, and the endless pleasure breeds. The smell of rebuking Fang Yu is self-evident.