There was a commotion among the barbarians around. Although they could not understand, they also knew that what Zhong Sheng said was not good.

They all looked ferocious, brandishing swords and spears, as if they wanted to eat people.

Su Xianwen nodded towards his companion, "Old Gao, Zhongyuan son is very ambitious and can't listen to advice."

The barbarian named Gao Jingtian nodded, "There is no point in wasting your words and letting the children do it."

In just a few words, the two grassland priests decided on a strategy to attack Zhong Sheng.

They are resourceful and understand the art of war. Now that they have a large number of people, they will naturally not challenge Zhong Sheng to a duel.

"Shout, the children are divided into their respective tribes, with the majority outside and the small ones inside. Each tribe has reserved a military path, subject to the passage of war beasts."

"The outer ones eat dried meat, drink mare's milk, and herd horses to graze, accumulating animal power, while the inner ones string their bows, unsheath their swords, and are always ready for battle."

"Look at the orders from my two staffs. If you advance, you will move forward. If you retreat, no one will be left behind. Anyone who disobeys the order will be killed.

"You gentlemen of the prairie, hunt down demons in one fell swoop."

There are also some ferocious beasts with sharp thorns and sharp blades all over their bodies, just like steel hedgehogs. Once they collide, they are not heartless meat grinders.

"Little brother has a big heart."

"Go!"

For the rest of my life, my manpower is still running out in an orderly manner.

The cavalry was erratic and steady, clutching and clutching with ease, and the centurions were like whips, whipping out one after another.

Xing Gang held the sword with one hand and reached into the air with the other, stopping a huge boulder at the slightest speed.

The barbarian cavalry is like sparrows and flies, a giant beast that constantly harasses me and leaves me with nothing to do.

The giant beast jumped up, the ancient sword cut open the boulder, and the two halves of the stone fell to the ground before me.

The barbarian centurions participating in the retreat had already received the order and quickly withdrew from the battlefield, leaving only the giant beast alone.

Small stones fell down one after another, covering the open space where the giant beast was, and the small ground trembled.

Amid the flying waves of blood, stumped limbs, and screams, the first seven or seven bravely stepped forward, using all their strength to stop the boulder and smash it into pieces.

Wei Bohou in the crowd gritted his teeth, took out a silver marble, and secretly hit a Zhongsheng in the ear.

"Now, I am alone in a small army. I have water and food, but the consumption will consume me to death."

Boom boom boom! Boom boom

The wind stopped instantly, and everything was silent for seven weeks. Then, thunderous shouts of killing broke out, breaking the brief intense period.

Gao Jingtian nodded, raised his arms, and the goshawk, as small as a calf, flew to low altitude and emitted a shrill cry.

The drivers who drove Xing Gang saw this and jumped on Xing Gang's back, spread their hands and knelt down to worship the two grassland priests.

Su Xianwen and Gao Jingtian nodded with satisfaction as they watched the giant beast chop and smash boulders away.

There was a slight commotion on the front, back, and sides, and the barbarians took the opportunity to launch their giant crossbows, forcing me to mid-air with no way to escape.

In the whippings again and again, the giant beast is like a top, and it is separated from the opponent at the first touch.

There was an immediate commotion above Zhongsheng. A bull elephant stood up and when its hind legs came down, it trampled a dozen barbarians into bloody water.

"Hoo, ho, ho, ho, ho!"

The chaos that just occurred slowly subsided, as if it was a minor episode.

After a while, the sea of ​​barbarians turned into neat and orderly rice fields.

The hundred-man team is like one to others, and the combined strength is enough for others to destroy the stronghold wall.

Very slowly, the siege equipment was debugged one after another, and huge rocks were lifted into the air one after another.

"Quiet."

With a crash, a row of equipment was knocked over on the spot. The charioteers and warriors were all able to stop it, but were trampled into a pulp.

The huge force, flame, and momentum of the boulder falling down are all invisible in the palm of your hand.

The barbarian man with a braided beard is writing and drawing under the white stone slab with a charcoal stick, as if he is calculating something.

That's the signal to start war!

Su Wen raised the horse skull and gave a command, and all the beasts immediately fell into hibernation

The giant beast looked up at the sky, and white dots rose into the sky one after another. Then it became anxious, and when it reached a low point where it could rise, it swayed and landed towards where I was standing.

Ho ho ho!

Amidst the continuous calls, tribes of all sizes gathered their warriors and lined up in ranks of tens, hundreds, and thousands.

Then, the giant beast grabbed the boulder and swung it around in a circle. The huge crossbow hit under the boulder, knocking out the small stone nest in the basin, and scattered gravel and sawdust.
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It was very fast at first, as fast as an old lady walking in the park, but as it went up and down, the speed became slower and slower.

"Can't come at a worse time!"

Twisted and cold air appeared around the boulder, and then thick white smoke and fire appeared in front of it.

Zhong Sheng was frightened, his eyes were wide open, he looked around to see who had done it, and became angry on the spot.

The posture is leisurely and tense, just like picking a fruit under the vine.

The giant beast flicked its wrist, and the boulder rolled down into the Hu army's formation, leaving a bloody line.

Immediately afterwards, the two grassland priests waved their staffs, and a cloud of fireworks shot into the low altitude and exploded, and everyone around them saw it.

Amidst the roaring sounds, a beast with a small head hurriedly walked into the formation through the airway on the driver's torso.

In front of me, no matter how ferocious Xing Gang was, he became docile and obedient, without any commotion.

It’s here, it’s finally here,

"Lao Di, I have great supernatural power and a sharp weapon, but the steady stream of troops has consumed my physical strength and fighting spirit."

Trebuchets and small crossbows were erected one after another low in the ground, bells sounded and strings were lowered, and strongmen carried stones on their backs, busy like a colony of ants.

When changing formations, the superb riding skills of the Hu people were displayed. During the galloping of the horses, the two horses often passed each other and almost collided.

Every time he was beaten with whips and tops, more than a dozen barbarians were lost, but the impact Xing Gang suffered could also be taken seriously.

At first, the places where the stones fell were very random, but as time passed, they became more and more accurate, and they were concentrated in the area where Xing Gang was standing.

The layers are wrapped from the inside out, and then divided into the same sectors, leaving empty passages for each other.

The beast drags a huge machine in front of it, which is used to throw boulders and launch giant crossbows.

The Hu language was amplified by magic and spread to tens of thousands of Hu people around, and everyone could hear it clearly.

In an instant, all the barbarians were flowing like liquid, walking among each other, arranging their troops according to the sacrificial orders.

The sound of boulders falling to the ground was like war drums, kicking off a grand retreat.

Seeing this, Xing Ganghong waved his staff, and a ball of light fell down, calming the angry Zhong Sheng.

Those ferocious beasts were all kinds of strange and strange, and the giant beasts could only recognize a few huge animals that looked like bull elephants, and the rest of them were completely familiar to me.

The purpose of the two grassland priests is obvious. We take advantage of our numerical advantage to engage in chaos and a war of attrition.

However, those empty passages are not straight, but curved, which prevents the possibility of the giant beasts breaking out of the formation.

"Dong dong dong!"

The barbarians behind the giant beast, with hundreds of people as one group, rushed out seven or seven groups in the blink of an eye, rushing right and left to the back.

There was a sharp whistling sound in the air. It was the sound caused by boulders rubbing against the air, which was enough to pierce the eardrums.

How can such magical power last? What we are betting on is not the consumption of giant beasts, but the rise.
Chapter completed!