Chapter 20 The Way of War--The Danger of the Empty City

It was not until dawn that it came to an end slowly. Under the order of the Molin knights, he withdrew from the battlefield. On a hillside, Jiulong stood on the top of a high mountain and looked down at 500 brothers. They were surrounded by black air, and a breath of destruction slowly emanating ubiquitous death.

Oro Tatison closed his eyes and tried his best to suppress his desire to kill and destroy emotions, boo! After a long time, he took a long breath and restrained all the black flames. Slowly, he opened his eyes, looked at the still Jiulong, and said apologetically, "Ninth Brother..."

"Hmm!" Jiulong snorted coldly and scolded loudly, "Why don't you listen to the military order? What should I do if Xiong Liya withdraws? You can't let my 200,000 brothers starve to death!"

"Brother Jiu..." As soon as he heard this, he was silent for a long time. "Brother Jiu, it's not that the brothers don't withdraw, but that the brothers can't suppress their killing emotions. Since Mo Linju's death, I don't know what's wrong with the brothers. Fighting spirit is not fighting spirit, and the magic ability is gone, only this exudes a breath of death. Destructive energy. They eroded the minds of their brothers and couldn't suppress their desire to kill... If it hadn't been for the help of their wings, maybe their brothers would turn into madness!"

"Okay!" Jiulong frowned, waved his hand, and said slowly, "You should return immediately and meet General Haqi, waiting for orders there. Without my order, 500 brothers are allowed to fight again. Do you hear that?"

"Yes, Brother Jiu!" Euro Tatison nodded, turned to his brothers and said slowly, "Brothers, let's go back and follow the order of the commander in the future. If there is no order, we will not kill!"

"Yes!" All Molin knights should slowly turn around and return to the same road under the leadership of Euro Tatisson!

Jiulong looked at their back and sighed helplessly, "Weilong, what's wrong with them? Why did they suddenly become like this!"

"Master, I don't know, but when they kill, it's really terrible. We must find a perfect solution, otherwise they will completely turn into madness!" The two-winged Cangling drooped his head and looked at the fierce back of the 500 Molin Knight, and did not have a cold war.

"We must think of a perfect solution!" Jiulong nodded slowly, glanced his spirit, and sighed, "Weilong, let's go and see where the fled Xiong Liya people are now and whether they have withdrawn!"

"It's the master!" The wings nodded and slid down the iron wings. When Jiulong sat on it, it immediately took off and disappeared into the sky. Jiulong condescendingly and looked at the thousands of rivers and mountains below. He was very uncomfortable. When he came to the battlefield last night, he saw the corpses all over the mountains. The body was as dark as ink, as if it had been scorched by fire, and the blood turned into The black sewage penetrated the ground, and the wind floated in the messy valley, which was extremely gloomy.

The wings flew high and crossed a mountain range. Suddenly, when Xiong Liya's fleeing army reflected the brain of Kowloon, they were covered with blood and sat scattered on the hillside without any organization.

"Weilong, lower the flight altitude, let's see how it goes!" Under the order of Kowloon, the wings slowly lowered their height, and the whole picture of Xiong Liya's army came into view. According to their gathered camp, there were still about 700,000 people. The fierce beast armor was full of the blood of their companions. Suddenly, a scene made Kowloon curious.

Kowloon poured all his spiritual strength into the scene. Suddenly, he understands everything and saw a table on a flat ground, on which there was a statue, holding a machete, fierce and evil. His eyes were bright, as if he were alive.

There are a large number of generals crawling below. They are covered with blood and their beasts are scattered. Some even have chests, patterns on their faces, and their bodies are engraved with fierce beast tattoos. They are ferocious. They devoutly kneel down on the sculpture in front of them, as if they are praying for something.

This strange phenomenon made Jiulong know more about these savages. It is said that Xiong Liya people worship their ancestors's barbaric gods. It seems that it is true. Looking at the cow's heads on the table, their clothes, their tattoos and so on. Kowloon suddenly felt that Xiong Liya was indeed a group of barbarians.

"Weilong, do you think they will continue to march?" Jiulong was a little uncertain. After a night of fighting, the 500 Molin knights actually killed more than 200,000 people. What a terrible number!

"Master, they will attack, because the sculptures of the savage gods they revere are all here, and they have no choice of retreat unless the savage gods give the oracle to withdraw their troops!" The wings looked down below and said slowly.

"The god of barbarism...?" Jiulong said to himself and said, "Although Xiong Liya was defeated again, their ferocious nature, crazy fighting desire, and aggression prompted them to continue their campaign until the last soldier fell!"

Suddenly, a general kneeling in front stood up. He suddenly raised his machete and shouted loudly: "The people of the savage gods, our ancestors did not descend the retreatary oracle. They immediately picked up the sharp blade in their hands, and the whole army was ready to go quickly to the bank of Ars, kill our greatest enemy, and rebuild Our tribe!"

Roar——

With the general's order, all the lazy soldiers suddenly cheered up. They swayed their machetes and roared violently, like thunder. Suddenly, the valley shook, and their desire to fight was stimulated again. In an instant, they were murderous and rippled.

Kowloon felt all this and was shocked. Such a crowd was really like a beast, not afraid of death and dangers. As long as the tribal leader gave an order, they would act crazily. How could it be different from the Warcraft in the Warcraft Mountains? Such a tribe unified the continent, which was unimaginable, "Weilong, I Let's go, prepare for the battle deployment immediately and kill all these people!"

"It's the master!" The two-winged Cangling immediately should have brushed and soared up. In an instant, it disappeared to the sky and crossed a large mountain range. Three hours later, the two-winged Cangling landed on the ground. When Jiulong jumped off the back of the two-winged Cangling, the long-looking General Hatch immediately greeted and bowed: "Big Commander!"

"How's the preparation? Have you dug all the retreat trenches!" Kowloon glanced at the battle deployment here and asked slowly.

"The leader, all the 50,000 troops are ready. Just wait for Xiong Liya to pass, and our 50,000 troops will rush up, and their rear base will instantly become our granary!" Hatch was a hundred times more confident. When he spoke, his eyes flashed fiercely and looked like he was eating meat and drinking blood.

"Hmm!" Jiulong nodded gently and then said, "In a moment, 500 Molin knights will play with you. At that time, they will cooperate with 50,000 troops to grab grain and grass and act with the sound of my wings. Do you hear me!"

"Yes, Commander!" Hatch suddenly took the order.

"Weilong, let's go and see if General Slock's deployment has been completed. Once completed, our army will immediately prepare to take action and completely annihilate Xiong Liya!" Jiulong jumped on the back of the winged Cangling and immediately ordered the winged Cangling to take off again. With a crash, he flew up to the sky and went straight to the base camp.

After a while, the huge Omar camp came into view. Looking at the orderly arranged camp, Kowloon suddenly sighed a lot. Compared with the Xiong Liya people, the Omar tribe is indeed a civilized country. It was they who rewrote history and brought people all over the continent into a new stage of civilization.

Wangling——

The two-winged Cangling suddenly landed, and General Slock led all the generals to greet him immediately. After the march, General Slock hurriedly asked, "Commator, has the layout in front been completed? How long is Xiong Liya away from us!"

"Old general, all the deployment in front is completed. As long as the war starts here, Xiong Liya's rear will be immediately robbed, and all the military food will be hidden immediately. Our army will also take this opportunity to annihilate all Xiong Liya people in one fell swoop!" Kowloon said fiercely.

"Annihilate them all?" When General Slock heard this, he was shocked. 200,000 people faced one million people, and their power was very different. If he wanted to annihilate it completely, the possibility was almost zero.

"Don't worry, the old general. Their million heroes have turned into 700,000. After a night of fighting, 500 Molin knights actually slaughtered 300,000 Xiong Liya. This is a terrible number. Their coach has been killed in action. Although Xiong Liya is ferocious, they have lost their determination to win, as long as Our army can win a complete victory with a hard blow. At that time, our 13th Army will be famous for thousands of years and will be immortal!"

"What?" General Slock was shocked again when he heard it, "Five people slaughtered 300,000 people overnight?"

"Alas!" Jiulong sighed and shook his head helplessly, "I'd rather they only kill 30,000 people...!"

After the shock, General Slock said again, "My lord, our army is ready. 200,000 troops are all ambushed in the valley. The barracks here is already a huge ammunition depot. As long as Xiong Liya rush into it, once it is lit, the camp will turn upside down and turn into ashes in an instant!"

"Good!" As soon as Jiulong heard this, he suddenly shouted, "Then let's wait for the rabbit and wait for Xiong Liya's 700,000 army to enter the sea of fire and turn into scorched earth!"