Chapter 64 Dragon Battle in the Wild (14)

"There is a cloud in the art of war, put it to death and then live, and put it to death and then live!" Jiulong walked gently and said slowly, "I just want your 100-person brigade to be honed hard. Only in this way can you achieve a grand hegemony!"

"General's love, the last general is unforgettable!" As soon as Euro Tatison heard this, he was shocked. It turned out that Kowloon had his own plan, and everything was completely to sharpen his 100s.

However, what Ollo Tatison didn't know was Kowloon's kindness to the Corona tribe. Imagine that there were only a hundred people who wanted to kill a tribe, but it was an idiot's dream. At that time, Kowloon would let the Crona tribe live again, and there must be no effort and nothing to say.

Kowloon's calculation is not bad, and it is seamless, that is, it has achieved its reputation, and there are enough reasons to release the Crona tribe. It can be said that it is the best of both worlds. Why not do it! However, the urgent need is not how to release the Crona tribe, but how to attack the Crona tribe.

"Know yourself and your enemy, and you will not be defeated in a hundred battles! Euro Tatison, you and I will go to the vicinity of the Corona tribe as soon as possible to explore the enemy's situation and understand the good times and places. We can't make a quick decision tomorrow morning!"

"It's the general!" Euro Tatison immediately took the order, and then he looked at Kowloon in an embarrassment and said slowly, "There is a huge disparity between the number of enemies and us. I'm afraid it will be a hard battle tomorrow!" Does the general have any tricks?"

"Hmm! Unprepared and unexpected, it is the best choice to use strange soldiers to attack. It should not be too late. You and I will move quickly, and we don't need to bring more people, so as not to startle the snake, but in the end, it will be self-defeating!"

"Yes, General!" As soon as Euro Tatison heard Jiulong's statement, his eyes suddenly burst into shock. His understanding of Kowloon can be said to be deeper. Kowloon's heart is deep in the city and the danger of mountains and rivers. The real face of a generation of heroes has begun to emerge.

The night was dark and the road was rugged. Kowloon and Euro Tatison galloped towards the Crona tribe. Kowloon walked again. It can be said that it was a familiar road and there was no need to distinguish the direction at all. They had come to the place where they broke up with Eliza.

Kowloon and Europa Tatison got off the horse, and the two of them got into the shadow of the colorful tree...

In the military account of the forward general, his face was gloomy and vicious. He suddenly took a sip of liquor, grunted, threw the wine bowl at the case, and said fiercely, "Fuck it again!"

"Master, you have drunk enough, as the commander..." Paris was frightened, holding a big wine jar in his arms, watching the hard drink in one gulp, and couldn't help but feel a trace of fear for the effort.

"Purple wine!" A sudden shout of effort!

Yes! Yes! Yes!" Paris was shocked and hurriedly filled the wine and dared not say more.

He grabbed the wine bowl and drank it all. His body trembled faintly and his face turned red. He roared loudly, "Mice Coryce, you have the courage to hit me in public and give me no face at all. In this expedition, I have to make you discredited and painful!"

"Well, you Roxus, you despicable slave, seduce my sister, I want you to die! It's not good to die!" He spoke nonsense and was furious. He hated Mites Coreyce, and even more hated Jiulong.

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At this moment, a team of people travel day and night, rushing towards the vanguard of the Chicago Tesses. There are not many people in this team, ten people tight, and the speed is as fast as lightning.

The leader was Count Enger. The mount he sat on was not a horse, but a strange monster like a tiger, with earthy yellow scales all over his body, and a pair of earthy shining eyes were extremely huge. In the dark night, it was like a gem.

This warcraft is not an ordinary warcraft. Its fierce and violent reputation can be said to be at the top of the sky, and its running speed is as fast as lightning. It should be fierce and violent and extremely fast. It is called "Thundercraft" by mainlanders.

Thunder Beast, a seven-level earth warcraft, is flying and vigorous. Among them, there is a strong seven-level magic talent - crazy trampling, the so-called crazy trampling, that is, magic similar to the eight-level magic earthquake tremor, but Warcraft has the ability to release magic, which is also inherent innate. The Thunder Beast has talent and magical powers, which shows its unparalleled power.

Count Enger took the lead, followed by ten warriors, all tall horses. Originally, the speed of the horses could not be compared with that of the Thunder Beast, but the strange thing was that these ten war horses ran like the wind. Although they could not catch up with the speed of the Thunder Beast, they could firmly follow.

Look carefully, the ten war horses flashed all over, and the magic elements fluctuated violently. This was Count Enge's supreme magic to support the war horse to run quickly. Suddenly, the body of the ten war horses suddenly shook, the speed was sharply reduced, and the earth element magic all over the body was also broken.

Count Enger frowned slightly, and then immediately communicated with the Thunder Beast through his mind and told it to stop. Sure enough, when Count Enger and the Thunder Beast. After a moment of communication, the thunder beast stopped, and several other people immediately pulled the reins and forbade it.

"Early tomorrow morning, we can catch up with the vanguard of the Chicago Tesses, and we will rest here for one night today!" Count Enger gave the order.

"It's the master!" Ten men immediately took orders, but when they saw that ten slaves were wearing armor, they were all seven-level warriors. Seven-level warriors were rare, but there were so many seven-level warriors under Count Enger. If it was hard to know, they would not be scared to death!

After Count Enge ordered, he meditated, closed his eyes, and began to meditate. The magician's practice is meditation. Meditation is to exercise spiritual power, use spiritual power to sense external elements, and accumulate them in Dantian, which is commonly known as magic.

The ten slaves sat cross-legged and began to practice fighting spirit.

Time passed slowly. At this time, Kowloon and Euro Tattisson were sneaking on their way to the Corona tribe, crossing the narrow path. Finally, the Corona tribe was in sight.

Kowloon and Europa Tatison looked far away. As can be seen from afar, the Corona tribe was extremely well defended. On the high sentry tower, figures shook and huge bonfires kept burning, illuminating the bunker gate of the entire Crona tribe.

All kinds of complicated fortifications came into sight, and Jiulong's eyes secretly recorded many special signs. Kowloon's spiritual power was enlarged to the limit, trying to explore the terrain, holding a small stone in his hand, and ejected out from time to time to test whether there were traps, hidden weapons and other defensive instruments in the ground.