At the same time, more than a hundred kilometers away from Tang En and the others, the dusty army of tens of thousands of barbarians finally successfully crossed the wilderness, then turned north and walked through the Bran checkpoint that had been captured by the barbarians. The army stopped here, leaving a team of thousands of people, and then accelerated again toward the blurry mountain profile of the northeast direction.

Although it is viewed from a distance, you can still see the majestic and towering mountain range! It covers a wide area, and there is no end to see from south to north. The mountains are full of lush shadows of trees. The top of the mountain penetrates directly into the sky, which is actually a natural barrier. And behind it is the defense area of ​​the Zichen Legion.

Squinting at the towering mountain range, Tiwu felt a little excited when he looked tired, pointed directly, and laughed loudly: "Haha, how about Uncle Yuan Fang? We were still here at the scheduled time!"

With a slight curl, Yuan Fang looked very dissatisfied. He pointed to the tens of thousands of barbarians with extremely tired expressions behind him and snorted coldly: "Hmph, if you don't rest for three days and three nights, you can go here even if you are a pheasant. But, do you just want to use this tired army to sneak attack the Zichen Legion?"

There is naturally a reason for this to bring such a long distance between Tang En and the others in such a short time. Yuan Fang's words can be said to have a clear answer. In these three days, in order to make up for the time wasted on Tang En and the others, Tiwu led this army to travel day and night without stopping, and finally arrived here within the scheduled time.

"Don't worry." Tiwu waved his hand easily, "I have planned everything. When I enter the mountain range at noon, the whole army will immediately camp and rest. I will make meals in the middle of the night, and then set out to attack the first line of defense of the Zichen Legion! Haha, Uncle Yuan Fang, what do you think of this arrangement?"

Yuan Fang was unmoved and said lightly: "It's up to you, as long as you don't take the risk to die, I won't interfere with your decision... Humph, you are the highest general of this army."

"Please, this is Zichen Legion, Zi Yi, I'm excited. Is it good... Uh." He made a joke first, then raised his eyebrows, and immediately reacted when he saw the deep resentment on Yuan Fang's face, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Don't do this, Uncle Yuan Fang, several days have passed, and I have apologized many times, and I'm almost kneeling for you! You'll be relieved..."

Needless to say, this is naturally what Tiwu ordered the binding of Yuan Fang a few days ago. There is no doubt that as one of the supreme commanders of the first army, he was ordered to tie up for a nonsensical reason, and his damn was still a junior. The hands of his subordinates were going to be angry. Yuan Fang twitched a few times, but his anger was not gone: "Don't you?" Of course, I'll breathe, how dare I not breathe? Otherwise, I'll be tied up again and my mouth will be blocked!"

"Uh..." She slapped her forehead and Tiwu had no choice but to spread her hands, "Okay, okay, say it again. Uncle, I was wrong, I was really wrong! Well, look at my sincere and apologetic eyes... Tiwu was also confused for a moment. If you don't remember the villain's past, just forgive me this time."

After a moment of pause, his eyes rolled, "Oh, by the way, there are those dozen damn guys, it's really! I can't even hear the joke, but I really dare to tie up... Uh, I dare to attack while you are not careful. I promise you that when the battle is over, they will hand you over to deal with it immediately, and I will be absolutely right!" While carefully observing Yuan Fang's expression, Tiwu sold the dozen or so officers without any psychological pressure.

"Hmph!" Yuan Fang snorted coldly, his gloomy expression slowed down a little. It was not that he believed this, but that it was entirely due to Tiwu's attitude. After all, the other party is of the direct royal family in the Northern Wilderness, so this little face is still to be given. After a moment of pondering, he took the initiative to change the topic, "I have no suggestions for your tactics for the time being. However, the Zichen Legion is not easy to mess with, so you must not be careless!"

"Haha, don't worry! My tactic... Well, with you always on the battlefield, my tactic will definitely not have any problems." Seeing that Yuan Fang finally smoothed his anger for a while, Tiwu was overjoyed and quickly flattered him again.

Of course, Yuan Fang didn't take this trick, but he nodded slightly on the surface, then curled his lips and said, "The opponent is Zi Yi, I don't have much confidence in myself. Of course, it's the same for you. Well, the result will be defeated anyway. I just hope that your so-called killer move will really work then, and don't harm these tens of thousands of warriors."

"Haha, okay. That killer move is absolutely true!" In order to continue to appease the other party, Tiwu directly ignored Yuan Fang's strong sense of distrust and made another promise. Then he looked at the mountains that were not close to many times in the distance, with his hands wide open, and his expression was unrestrained, "Ziyi, Ziyi, I'm here, are you ready? Haha, I'm cheating this time, but this is the battlefield. Who told you to be Ziyi? So, haha, let me give you all your reputation for life!"

This is expressing a great feeling, but Yuan Fang has not raised his eyelids and asked directly: "By the way, is there any news coming from the Wilderness Wolf Rider?"

"Damn..." After being interrupted, Tiwu cursed quite depressedly, then saw Yuan Fang glaring at him, quickly resumed thinking, and touched his chin, "Not yet. Well, but calculating the time, the Wilderness Wolf Rider should have tracked it down... Haha, it's a pity. The Wilderness Wolf Rider has never left a living mouth. We are afraid that we can't communicate with each other to resolve our previous doubts, but we directly see the head."

After all, after a few days, when talking about this, Tiwu's expression was quite calm. Moreover, with Ziyi, the towering mountain range, Tiwu certainly couldn't be interested in going to the ditches that had been stumbled before.

Yuan Fang did not ask much. He mentioned this matter mainly to teach Tiwu a lesson and not to be careless. After all, the previous mistakes would be at most some elite Bran soldiers. And if he was careless in front of Zi Yi, the army would probably be left with no residue left!

The conversation came to an end, and tens of thousands of barbarians advanced silently towards the mountains ahead, like a rushing torrent...

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Tang En and others, who didn't know that the danger was coming, were still heading east according to the original rhythm. Now, a small group of barbarians just raided...

"Damn, it's this strange-flavored piece of meat again. Don't these barbarians eat pasta?" The battlefield was quickly cleaned. Elter looked at the various pieces of meat gradually piled up, grinding his teeth in disgust, and was quite depressed.

Of course, meat is a good thing, but I can't prepare to eat this for three meals a day. Moreover, the barbarians' cooking and storage methods are average. When they come to their hands, they often have stinky pieces of bloody flesh, which really makes people unable to raise any food.

"Haha, what you said is right," Frey, who squatted aside and picked out the discolored and stinky piece of meat, took the conversation and chuckled, "The climate in the Northern Wilderness is harsh and the soil is stiff, so it is difficult to grow anything. Usually, ordinary barbarians either starve to death, raise cattle and sheep, patrol the mountain and hunt, etc., so they can only eat meat. Well, the reason why the barbarians are so exaggerated and ugly in appearance is almost the same. However, some barbarians with status are different, either through wars like this or through smuggling, they can eat bread and cheese."

He paused, then smiled, "Haha, there is another story here. When I first joined the army decades ago, I had no idea about the barbarians. Later, the skill I got from the veteran was that if I wanted to identify who was the main general level in the barbarian army, as long as I saw someone who looked similar to our Bran, it would be basically the case."

This is the role of veterans. They can always know some practical techniques that are not elegant but are very practical. Elter scratched his head when he heard this, and asked in confusion: "Strange, I have been in the army for six or seven years, why have I never heard of this statement before?"

"Yeah, so do I." Taka was also surprised.

"Uh, you haven't heard of it?" Frey was stunned for a moment, then as if he had thought of something, he shook his head suddenly, "Oh, I understand. Well, the front line was not as nervous as it is now. Although most of them were passive defense, they would sometimes break into the Northern Wilderness. They would not go far, mainly to shock the small group of barbarians who were about to move there."

Elt and Taka suddenly realized when they heard this, and then their faces were a little dim.

Even if they only attack occasionally, they will always encounter people at the level of barbarian lords over time. But when they join the army, the front line is collectively in a passive defensive position and cannot attack at all, so they can only be beaten passively. In this way, what they see is naturally the barbarian soldiers who charge into the battle, and it is difficult to see the barbarian lords in charge.

However, it only took more than a decade to go, and the situation on the front line has changed so much, which has made active officer Bran feel a little ashamed and moved.

At this moment, Tang En walked over with a skin bag and smiled and threw it to the nearest Elter: "Haha, you're lucky. Don't you often talk about it? Now you finally find some."

"Uh?" Elter took it with a puzzled look on his face, then pulled the lid open and put it in front of his nose, "What's the matter... I'm grass, wine!"

Taka, who was standing beside him, was instantly excited when he heard this and hurriedly came over: "It's really wine?"

Elter raised his head and laughed, feeling overjoyed: "Haha, I can't make it wrong. The barbarian's wine is very strong, you can tell at the first smell!"

"Haha, it seems that our luck is really good." Frey's throat moved a few times, then shrugged and smiled.

Perhaps because of the climate, in order to resist the severe cold, the wine brewed by the barbarians was basically strong. This is undoubtedly very suitable for the appetite of the frontline Bran soldiers. However, the barbarians had little food and did not eat enough, so it was naturally impossible to use it on a large scale for wine. They had also raided many teams before, but they had never discovered it. Now, they can find this bag of strong wine on these ordinary barbarians now, and they are really lucky!

This is also called a strong wine... Tang En smacked his lips and disagreed. He had tasted it just now. Although it was indeed stronger than the rum and so on in Bran, it was still incomparable to the white wines in the world. Touched his nose, um, it seems that this is also a very prosperous business! Tsk tsk, take the time to think about the recipe, and then smuggle it, then I'll send it...

Just as Frey and the other two couldn't wait to turn their heads and drink wine, and Tang En was thinking about his plan to make a fortune, suddenly,

"Roar..." A sharp and long roar came from a distance. When it came closer, the sound was already very faint.

Tang En's face changed drastically, and he suddenly turned to look at the West: "David..."
Chapter completed!