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After a while, Yan Xiaobao sighed deeply, feeling that his rational thought took over. He calmed his heart and managed to keep him away from war. No matter what happened, he would follow the Beast Tribe. If they lost, he would die with them, and if they won, he would celebrate with them. Nervous would not help anyone, Yan Xiaobao decided to seize the opportunity to meditate. Having the opportunity to extract more essence of heaven and earth while calming his thoughts, rather than letting his doubts grow and occupy his thoughts.

The whole camp was filled with noise; all the beasts were filled with energy and excitement, because they knew the next day was when they met the enemy. Even the saints walked around with sly smiles on their faces. Some of them sat together and ate their supper, while others trained in isolation, and others quarreled with each other. Seeing the saints reacted that they were spread to all their powers by bloodthirsty, all the lower-ranked experts quickly understood that they were very close to the army of another kingdom. They had been close to the beginning of the war they wanted for a long time.

The night was not as calm as before; all the beasts were nervous. As time went on, no sound was heard in the campground. Everyone sat still, waiting for the sun to rise to the sky for a few minutes. No one was saving, not many were farming; most people just sat there waiting for the first ray of sunshine so that they could pack up the camp. Pack up the camp and prepare for the war they had traveled for about a month.

Yan Xiaobao quickly gave up the idea of ​​cultivation; instead, he sat like everyone else waiting for a new day to appear so that they could start walking again. Unlike wild beasts, Yan Xiaobao knew that the possibility of starting a fight the next day after they arrived in the capital was extremely small.

Yan Xiaobao knew that although his army had been training together for a while, and although they knew the necessity of war, they were far from experienced soldiers who learned the art of war from young people. Therefore, the battlefield must be messy. Yan Xiaobao had a sinister smile on his face, because he was excited about the war. Although his soldiers were not the best trained people, they had the strength and determination. They would surely cause serious damage and bring chaos.

The sun is at its peak on the horizon, and the campgrounds filled with silent beasts are much faster than any other morning. Everyone is eager to start the parade; everyone knows that today is the day they first stand before their opponents. They will see the army of humanity for the first time, and they finally understand how war will work.

The scenery before them was flat. The plants grew on both sides of the huge road, which usually flourished life, but now it was empty, as everyone fled before the arrival of the Beast Tribe.

Now four hundred thousand wild beasts are moving slowly along the road. The landscape is no longer sparse vegetation, but fields filled with crops. When the farmers fled, corn and rice were abandoned, but the army did not stop to harvest anything. If they won the war, Yan Xiaobao remembers to remember to give these fields some wild beasts as a reward for their hard work. After all, some wild beasts have a very similar life to those of humans. Eating grains is something they don't mind, but it requires them to have fertile soil use. In Shenyuan, there is some agriculture, but it is limited because there are overwhelming jungle everywhere.

While some beasts still looked around curiously, the entire army remained nervous. The beasts were on their guard when they looked for signs of movement or capital of the empire or even better see the army they were fighting.

The sun was high in the sky and finally saw a pagoda rising up in the distance. As they got closer, tall buildings joined the pagoda. Soon, people could see the city walls, and as they walked closer, they began to see the sea of ​​human beings stationed outside this surprisingly tall wall.

Looking at the towers created by Yan Xiaobao, the young man breathed a sigh of relief. He was happy to build a large enough tower to reach the top of these walls. At first, he wondered if he really needed to make them as big as him; however, after consideration, everything in this world seemed to be bigger and more surprising than his old world. Therefore, the young man finally added all the size of the machines, and he now thanked him for the decision he made.

The sea of ​​people keeps moving. The seemingly fierce ripples break through the sea before finally becoming quiet. The army no longer moves; on the contrary, the horizon is now full of harsh and worried soldiers. All of them are afraid of the beasts in front of them, but as the beasts approach, they can be seen in the soldiers' eyes. Although these beasts are still terrifying, they are not as much as they hear, and they know nothing about war. After all, they are simple beasts.

This is what Great Marshall of the human army thought. He was sure that these beasts knew nothing about war, but he was a little worried when he heard a man named Yan Xiaobao lead them. A man might have some knowledge of war, but he was just a king's thing, despite his amazing age and far below the rank of the saint. This made the whole situation strange, and if it was true, the young man really convinced these bloodthirsty beasts to let them lead their army.

Although in his mind, Great Marshall forgot that he was also below the holy level, he was the one who controlled the saints.

Big Marshall had a pair of binoculars in front of him to observe many beasts moving forward, and he soon stopped on the white-haired young man in front of him. There were many saints beside him or behind him, with a sour smell in his mouth.

The young man was undoubtedly what Li Meilin told them when she was young. The man who allowed Li Meilin to come back and warn them about the coming Beast Tribe. Looking at the beautiful young man, Big Marshall had a frown on his face because he didn't know what to do. It was indeed a great help to them. If they were not warned, the country would be covered by corpses, blood would continue to flow, and they would definitely lose it.

"What do you think of the little man?" Big Marshall complained as he looked at the young man with binoculars. With a last humming, Big Marshall placed the binoculars on the table next to him and pinched his nose with both hands. He hated anything new that he didn't understand, and this half-human and half-beast was definitely someone he didn't understand.

Great Marshall stood up and walked to a tall position where he could observe every soldier in the army, his face serious as he strengthened his voice with all his strength.

"The Beast Horde is on us, but don't be afraid!" Once his voice rang, everyone quieted down to listen to what he said, "They may be ferocious beasts, and they may rank higher than you, but they are nothing more than beasts! Even higher-level beasts can be killed by a group of people. Aim at their key points and constantly instill in people. We may suffer heavy casualties, but it's the price to keep our kingdom. Imagine what would happen if the Beast Horde won; Imagine what would happen to your family behind the walls if they were destroyed. "Every word from Big Marshall will energize and kill the soldiers who were previously afraid and frustrated. They no longer care about their health, and the most important thing for them is to kill as many beasts as possible.

"Stop!" Yan Xiaobao raised his arms, and the entire 400,000 beasts stood up immediately. They were now one kilometer away from each other, close enough to all the beasts and humans to see each other. When humans are full of killing intentions and bloodthirsty, humans will feel a slight tension. The main difference in attitudes between the two armies not only comes from their teams, but also the fact that the beasts team is composed of experts who have lived for hundreds of years. These experts did not spend time on team work and war strategies, and all the time they spent perfecting their personal attacks.

"Not bad," Yan Xiaobao said with a smile as he looked at the many people in front of him. Every expert waiting for them outside the city wall was under the king. They had Dukes and Masters, but most of the soldiers were teams of practitioners and masters; a complete realm below Yan Xiaobao's army.

Yan Xiaobao stopped his army, looked at the sky, and smiled on his face. As they got closer and closer to the front line, he also felt a slowly increasing excitement. Yan Xiaobao felt that he was bloodthirsty inside. Yan Xiaobao had merged with the monk and the wolf. Although the monk's personality traits were more domineering, people should not forget that there was still lurking deep in the wolf's temper. A wolf that had reached the rank of God, in this case, its personality slowly appeared.

Yan Xiaobao's teeth became sharp and the sinister smile on his face became bigger and bigger. The atmosphere around him began to become dense, full of killing intentions. The surrounding environment cooled, and his blue eyes turned red. The wolf in his heart was about to be resurrected, but before that, Yan Xiaobao had already controlled himself. He took a deep breath and began to remember all the tactics in the art of war, which calmed himself down because his murderous intention was resolved.

The saints were all stunned and speechless. No one had said one thing, but the intention of killing was far more murderous than any of them had. It was a intention of killing, which could only be obtained after slaughtering millions of creatures. I could only get it after one person died and they long forgotten who they were. This intention of killing was so powerful that even the saints felt a trembling and a cold sweat appeared on their foreheads. It was a cold blood, indicating a complete lack of compassion, that people with this intention of killing would not care about anyone, and would kill without hesitation.

Turning around, Yan Xiaobao smiled gently at many saints, as if nothing had happened. When he saw many dumb expressions on their faces, he smiled happily.

"Beast!" Yan Xiaobao shouted, with a loud voice that even human soldiers standing a kilometer away could hear his voice. His voice was steady and calm. On the warm summer day, it was as comfortable as a fresh breeze. "Beast, we arrived! In front of us is a Spanish army, but they are just weak humans! If you want freedom, then we will have to slaughter us through their army; if we want a place to live and let our descendants grow up, it is as if there is no tomorrow to fight!"

"This is your only chance! Prove to the world that there is nothing funny about wild beasts. Prove to the world that you are not hiding in the fear of the border of the God Source. Prove to the world that we are serious about fighting for freedom!"

Every word he said made the beast tremble with excitement. Their eyes burned with the desire to fight. Their muscles were tense under different skins and leathers. Everyone started the war impatiently, and even the saints around him showed signs of desire to join the battle.

Sighing, Yan Xiaobao couldn't help but smile at the many wild beasts roaring into the sky, showing that they were eager to fight, and even Yan Xiaobao was troubled by this sudden impulse to start a war too early.

Looking at the sun in the sky, Yan Xiaobao summoned his wings from the cave of Dantian and flew into the air. The sunset shone on him, which made him look like an angel with a golden halo around him. Yan Xiaobao looked down at his soldiers and smiled.

Initially the young man planned to take the first step for his opponent. If his army was to rush in, the entire army could have put them at a disadvantage. But now he knew his soldiers were more warlike than ever, and, as he flew through the sky, he sighed deeply, closed his eyes for a moment, and opened them like a red light coming from the inside.

"Enter the position!" He issued the order, and all the beasts acted exactly as they asked. They lined up like a proper army. Everyone smiled, some trembling with excitement, while others howled uncontrollably.

Seeing that everyone was under his position, Yan Xiaobao turned around and looked away from the army and looked at his opponent.

"Let the war begin!" he shouted loudly. He rushed towards the enemy with several flaps of golden wings at maximum speed. Below him, the beasts were rushing forward. Some had already become their original shape, while others were in human form, holding weapons in their hands. In the sky, one bird after another beast rose, and even some dragons and winged horses appeared. In an instant, the sky was pitch black and filled with dangerous beasts that hoped to fight humans. Hearing Yan Xiaobao's shouts, howlings, screams and roars filled the air, making everything tremble. When the ground was shaken, the beasts stopped waiting, because some people changed back to their original shape, while others kept human form as they rushed forward. Some walked towards the sky, some were digging underground, but most people stayed on the ground and followed Yan Xiaobao directly.

Yan Xiaobao in front still relied on his wings and made an action towards Lord Pan and Wan Qiao, pointing at the crossbows and watching the opponent's weapon placed behind their army. An arrow was ready to be launched into the air to pierce one of the many bodies that were occupying the sky and make sure they would never fight again. Seeing Yan Xiaobao's posture, the two saints immediately understood their work, and they accelerated as they headed towards the weapon.

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Chapter completed!