The World’s Strongest Legion System

"Is it arrogance, or something gave them confidence? Blood tide?"

Bawang Jinshen squinted his eyes, and then looked at the Yan and Barbarian soldiers marching northward, feeling more and more strange in his heart.

No matter how you look at it, this looks a bit malicious?

"I'll go, these guys don't want to attack the Giant Rakshasa, do they?"

The Overlord's golden body gave a jolt, although he felt a little unbelievable, but the idea was churning up and down in his mind, and he couldn't get rid of it.

He cared more about the Yan tribe than the conflict with the Giant Rakshasa.

After all, the former belongs to the internal struggle of the seventh plane, but the eight royal families on the Dylan plane belong to the plane war.

It's just that the Sand tribe occupied a small stronghold in Drew City, which caused such a big trouble. If the coalition forces of the four tribes were allowed to occupy a large area of ​​territory in the southern part of the Giant Rakshasa Empire, it would be really troublesome.

"Fuck him, treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor, anyway, you can't let these grandsons get it easily!"

Bawang Jinshen took out a strip of cloth and hurriedly wrote a few words, "Be careful of the Yan tribe's sneak attack!"

Tied to a black iron ringing arrow, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo," with a piercing whistle, shot at several Giant Rakshasa sentries outside the city.

Then he turned his head and ordered to the seventh-level fire spirit behind him: "The whole army evacuates from the portal immediately, you high-ranking generals, set fire to the city along the city wall!"

"Follow the order!" Huo Ling didn't hesitate to give the order of the Overlord's golden body, bowed and saluted, and the two turned their heads and flew towards the city to deliver the order.

More than a dozen other high-level fire spirits flew along the city wall, shouting loudly for the soldiers to evacuate, and at the same time fired rockets, igniting the fires that had been prepared a long time ago.

"I hope that Kurudi is not too old and confused, so it can arouse a little vigilance?"

Afterwards, the overlord's golden body glowed faintly with flames, and he stood alone on the top of the city, watching the movement of the giant Rakshasa army in the distance.

He has done everything he can do, and even ordered the army to retreat early, and used the method of setting fire to the city to make the Giant Raksha people give up the idea of ​​​​taking back Monroe City, and instead focus on the Yan people.

Similarly, the Yan tribe had no reason to jointly attack Monroe City and merge the two armies into one place.

It can be said that for the sake of his father-in-law's giant Rakshasa empire, his cheap son-in-law is heartbroken.

"Father, it seems that the Langya people shot a loud arrow toward the north just now?"

Among the Yan Clan's army, Yan Guangzu rubbed his eyes and looked very surprised: "It's strange, didn't they build a portal in the city, did they find that we came to negotiate peace?"

"Idiot, order the whole army to speed up!" Yanguang Zuomu's eyes turned black. At this time, it is obviously not a good thing for the Langya people to send a message to the giant Rakshasa people.

Still talking about it, what the hell is talking about it?

He originally wanted to encircle and wipe out the Langya army along the way, but he got definite news on the way that the Langya army had mastered a portable and convenient portal.

It is also for this reason that no trace of the portal was found outside the ancient city of Loulan.

While he was surprised in his heart, he immediately gave up the idea of ​​encircling and annihilating the Langya army. Instead, he planned to take the opportunity to wipe out the Southern Army of the Giant Raksha Empire and occupy the southern city of Nanfang City.

"Father, there's no need to be so anxious, right? Wouldn't it be safer for us to wait until after the blood tide?" Yan Guangzu asked again blankly.

"Is your head full of shit?"

Yanguang Zuomu finally couldn't bear it anymore, and cursed: "The blood tide is approaching, and the Giant Rakshasa can't mobilize their troops, so how can we let such a good opportunity pass?

Do you think that our hundreds of thousands of troops are nestled in Drew City throughout the winter, what to eat? What to drink? "

"Guang Zu!" Tie Wang Luo followed behind, and said with a smile: "My lord is right, one is fatigue from long battles, the soldiers need a place to relax!

The second is that we raided the south, which can also cause chaos in the giant Rakshasa, making them unable to concentrate on dealing with the blood tide, and the losses will be even heavier. "

"That's right, if the Langya people occupy Monroe City, they will only be angry with the Giant Rakshasa, and if we occupy Nanfang City, they will be terrified.

Because in the hearts of the giant Rakshasa people, the power of our eight royal families in the Dylan plane has already penetrated into their bones and blood! "

Yanguang Zuomu stroked his chin and nodded in satisfaction, but the feel was not as good as the white beard before, and he missed it a lot.

"So that's the case? You didn't say it earlier!" Tie Wang Luo looked suddenly enlightened.

Yanguang Zuomu rolled his eyes, full of dislike. There are three sons, the eldest is stable and the third is smart and talented.

It's just this stupid, stupid second child, but it's a big deal, and the two excellent ones are dead, so this stupid one is left?

Is this God's punishment?

Yanguang Zuomu shook his head. As he grew older, the more he couldn't break through the ninth-order demigod realm, the more he felt awe of the gods in his heart.

It is said that the demigod state is a process of transformation from human to god. Once it passes through, it will have a lifespan of a thousand years, and it will walk in the void without drinking or eating.

However, the chance of one in a thousand is desperate.

In his last life, he spent more than 50 years of penance at the eighth level, consuming countless resources, but he still hasn't found the way.

Therefore, in Jihun's life, no matter what price he pays, he will get the God Crystal of Emperor Yan and step into the demigod realm.

Once he entered the demigod realm, not to mention the Yanjin family, even the eight major sects of the first plane should give him some face.

"Stop ahead!"

Seeing that, the forward of the Yan Clan Army was less than three miles away from the Giant Rakshasa Army, and several Giant Rakshasa generals galloped ahead.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu whom" the Yanzu army commander sounded.

Iron King Luo rode a ground dragon beast, and Duke Monroe with a bitter face came out lazily: "Blind, didn't you see the banner of our coalition of four clans?

Tell you Marshal Kurudi, it was Grand Duke Monroe who asked us to help, get out of the way quickly, we are going to enter the camp for repairs. "

"Monroe, is that you?" The Giant Rakshasa general opposite did not speak, but shouted at Monroe.

"Brother Charlin, it's me!" Monroe had no choice but to wave his hand bravely.

"It's really Monroe!" The two sides were hundreds of meters away. Charin, the seventh-level leader, took a closer look and found nothing unusual, so he was slightly relieved.

A young noble general nearby said: "My lord, since the Duke of Monroe is personally leading the team, there shouldn't be any problem!"

"That's right, the Langya people must be deliberately sowing discord, we must not be fooled."

"If you want me to say, it's better to let it go. They are the eight royal families of the Dylan plane, and they can't afford to offend them."

"That is, the moon on Dylan's plane is rounder than ours. Everyone is polite and will not do anything that violates their faith!"

When one person spoke, the other young nobles also shouted, looking at the Yan Clan army, as if they were seeing an idol, and their eyes lit up.