Chapter 2 500,000 Heroes

The vast military tents are staggered. From afar, they are like white clouds in the sky. The neat training sound of the army shocks the mountains and spread into the boundless space, shocking the birds to fly.

This is the place where the 13th Army of the Omar tribe is stationed. In the big tent of the Chinese army, Kowloon stands tall on the handsome chair, next to Euro Tatison in black armor, and two rows of generals standing below. All of them are all eight-level warriors, all with dark armor.

Jiulong glanced below and suddenly said, "Why did my 13th Army suddenly stop moving forward? Why!"

A general standing in the front suddenly stepped forward, saluted, and shouted: "In return, our 13th Army was blocked by the Babur tribe, so it stopped!"

"Bable?" Hearing this, Jiulong thought slightly, "The Babul tribe from there, I read through the history of the mainland and is familiar with the land conditions of the mainland. How can I never hear of the Babul tribe!"

The second general immediately took a step forward. "After investigation, this Babul tribe used to be an extremely weak small tribe, but in the past two years, it suddenly rose and annexed a large area here with lightning speed. In only two years, it has grown into a medium-sized tribe. !"

"Why don't you destroy it directly? If you miss the fighter plane and stand still, it will only make them more rampant!" Jiulong looked on coldly and shouted loudly.

"Commong, after more than two months, our 13th army has arrived at the banks of the Ars Mountains. First, the army needs to rest. Second, the Babbur tribe is dangerous and easy to defend and difficult to attack with the help of the Ars Mountains. Third, Babor has a team of iron horses that are not afraid of death, fighting bravely and unfavorable!"

"Oro Tatison, why don't you attack your Merlin cavalry!" Kowloon brushed and looked at Euro Tatison.

When Oro Tatison heard this, he hurried forward and said, "Commier, the Molin cavalry is the direct army under the command. Without the command, they will not obey!"

As soon as Jiulong heard this, he slowly turned to the general standing below and issued an order, "Generals, my 13th Army expedition has been here. In the past two months, all the large and medium-sized tribes have retreated one after another. This Babul tribe is only a medium-sized tribe that dares to stop our army. The fierce iron horse was handed over to Mo Lin. Cavalry, within three days, flatten Babur!"

"Yes!" The general obeyed the order and took the order immediately.

"Okay, all the generals, go down, actively prepare for the war, and attack tonight!" Kowloon ordered again.

Watching everyone leave, Jiulong slowly turned his head and looked at Euro Tatison, "Oro Tatison, what's going on with this Babel? Why do you dare to stop my 500,000 troops!"

"Brother, what is the origin of this Babur tribe? We don't care. The reason why the Molin cavalry did not attack is to protect the grain road. They scattered the iron horses and attacked everywhere, and our army was alone and the grain road front was extremely long, so it was difficult."

As soon as Jiulong heard this, he sighed, "It seems that I have not been here for the past two months. There are many difficulties you have encountered, but it is a pity that I have been closed and hard, and my cultivation still can't stop. Now the war is coming. If you only rely on the realm of my seven-level warriors, it is far from enough. Even in our 13th Army, those generals are all It's unreasonable to have horizontal eyebrows and vertical eyes!"

"Brother Jiu, you don't have to be discouraged. You can't rush to practice. However, this Bable tribe took chicken feathers as an arrow. It really destroyed them, raised the power of my 13th Army, deterred the heroes, and deterred the scum in the 13th Army at the same time!"

"Okay, you can take back the Molin cavalry. Two hours later, we raided the Babul tribe, took their nest, and then killed a horse gun and slaughtered the tribe!" Kowloon suddenly showed a fierce face!

"Yes, Brother Jiu!" Euro Tatison immediately took the order and left.

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Two hours later, Molin cavalry was ready to go. Euro Tatison took the lead. Above the sky, there was a sudden roar of dragons, followed by the voice of Kowloon: "Molin cavalry, all start to attack the Babul tribe!"

Boom-

With a loud shout from Europa Tartison, the slaughter rifle suddenly raised, and the 500 Molin cavalry suddenly ran wildly, hearing the rumble of the earth, and 500 black phantoms rushed to a tribe on the top of a high mountain like lightning.

Kowloon held a long bow, and there were magic arrows in the arrow pot. Through the clouds, it was condescending. Kowloon felt the banks of the mountains and sighed with emotion in his heart. Suddenly, when a large city appeared in his mind. In this city, Kowloon did not feel prosperous, but was depressed. Except for the forest army, there is not even a common people.

"What a weird Babur tribe!" Jiulong thought slowly. Suddenly, his forehead was hot, and it seemed that something was about to leave his body. Jiulong was shocked and his spirit quickly stared at it. He saw a square seal text on his forehead, twisting and exuding a dark luster.

"What's going on?" Gently stroked the hot forehead, and suddenly felt a slight pain in his chest. Jiulong put his hand in. Sure enough, a trace of blood stained his fingers red. Suddenly, Jiulong only felt the Jiulong Tower in his body suddenly rotate and brushed it. A golden light went straight to his forehead. In an instant, the hot forehead suddenly became cold, and there was a faint in his mind. There was a faint scream, and then everything calmed down. However, the strange thing was that the magic lines on the forehead did not disappear.

"Weilong, let's go down and slaughter this imperial city. I feel that there is something unusual here!" Kowloon immediately issued an order.

Suddenly, the winged dragon roared and immediately swooped down. Jiulong felt more and more clearly that the speed of the city was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, Kowloon suddenly shouted: "The Babul tribe can leave the city and surrender. Otherwise, my 500,000 army will arrive in an instant and step flat. Imperial City!"

There was no response, and the army did not move. It seemed that they were all dead. Jiulong was stunned and shouted again, but it was useless. Weilong, break through the wall first and open a gap for the Molin cavalry!"

"Yes, master!" The sound of the two wings echoed gently in Jiulong's mind, and immediately dived again. With a dragon roar, a strong dragon breath spewed out. With a roar, the huge wall suddenly collapsed.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

Suddenly, the Babor army was in chaos. They looked at the giants in the sky in horror, but their officers did not immediately stop the counterattack, and the army in the city suddenly panicked!

Kill! Kill! Kill!

Suddenly, the Molin cavalry led by Euro Tatisson rushed in, slaughtering and shooting wildly, mixed with huge magic attacks, various magical shapes evolved, and the army formations alternated, which suddenly made the imperial city of Babul cry and howl.

Kowloon looked down on the earth, and the wings passed by and went straight to the imperial capital. Jiulong bent his bow and arrows. The strong true air urged the magic arrows. He aimed at the tallest hall and suddenly shot out.

Boom——

The magic arrow suddenly exploded, but the hall was empty, and only the huge stones were flying and the bricks and tiles were splashing. Seeing such a scene, Jiulong was once again surprised. He kept pulling out arrows and shooting at large palaces crazily. His wings were not willing to show weakness. Sometimes he spit out dragon breath, but the iron wings swept across, and the huge iron claws suddenly poked out and grabbed directly to the top of the hall.

With a crash, the hall suddenly turned upside down, no one..., no one..., no one...

"It's not good, empty city plan!" Jiulong was shocked and immediately urged his wings to fly up to the sky. Kowloon looked down again and saw Mo Lin's cavalry shooting like lightning. They walked through the streets and alleys. No matter how large palaces and so on, they all trampled into pieces. Countless Baboon troops collapsed, abandoned their helmets and fled crazily, but they had not yet When I saw where the black phantom passed, I died.

"Oro Tatison, immediately reorganize your army and fight back to the horse gun!" Kowloon roared loudly.

Brush! Brush! Brush!

As soon as the black phantom heard it, he immediately executed the order and rushed out directly to the rear of the 13th Army.

Kill! Kill! Kill!

The speed of the wings was extremely fast. When Jiulong's perception enveloped his army, he was suddenly shocked. He saw that 500,000 troops were facing 800,000 people. The strong Omar killed the enemy crazily with absolute advantage.

Suddenly, Jiulong felt that his head was slightly hot again, "What's going on?" Jiulong was shocked again. He quickly put his hand into his clothes, but this time he did not bleed. "Weilong, go quickly and cover it up!"

"Yes!" The sound of the two-winged Cangling sounded again and immediately swooped down. Suddenly, the two-winged Cangling entered the battlefield of killing and saw its iron wings cut repeatedly. The crowd suddenly turned over. The dragon sword and the phoenix sword of Jiulong were waved crazily. The sword spirit was crissscrossed. This charge directly killed thousands of people and defeated. Escape.

The 13th Army suddenly had a great morale and was killed crazily.

Boom-

The phantom-like Molin cavalry finally came, and their killing was more fierce. Wherever the eight-meter slaughter spear went, it swept a large area, really like a dragon wrang its tail. In an instant, a large area came out of the messy battlefield.

A round rushed down. Under the order of Eurotison, the Molin cavalry immediately turned around and once again swept the army of Babur. In an instant, there was another open space.

The so-called defeat was like a mountain, and the Molin cavalry charged for a round. The whole Babul army abandoned its armor and had no intention to fight any more. The Thirteenth Army launched a crazy pursuit!

The sun is like blood, reflecting the earth, the bloody earth, the bones are all over the ground, the limbs are broken, and the ground is scattered, shocking, and the sorrow is everywhere.

The 800,000 army of the Bable tribe collapsed, dead and wounded, the imperial city was broken, and the home was dry...

In the big account of the Chinese army, Jiulong quietly closed his eyes, because the magic pattern on his forehead emitted a glimmer of light, which seemed to be eager for something, and seemed to be afraid to approach. Jiulong hit the inexplicable magic pattern and said doubtfully, "What on earth is the magic pattern calling for? Why am I restless!"