All-people lord: My god general comes from ancient China

boom!
The Heaven-Splitting Slash was swung out and the Wolf King was hit directly!

In an instant, a stream of blood gushed out from the wolf king like a fountain. The wolf king's body was split into two and flew backwards.

He fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Although the wolf king was split into two halves, he was still not dead. He lay on the ground, spitting blood, his eyes full of unwillingness.

He struggled to get up, but found that his strength was rapidly fading.

When the gnoll warriors saw the Wolf King fall, the last hope in their hearts was shattered and the morale of the army was immediately thrown into chaos.

The weapons in their hands fell one after another, their morale completely collapsed, and they laid down their weapons and surrendered.

The first battle was a victory, and the morale of the human army was greatly boosted!
However, the situation on the jackals' side was quickly transmitted to the surrounding territories of all races.

Suddenly, all the kings of the surrounding tribes were shocked.

……

"court death!"

After receiving the news that the human race had taken the initiative to attack, King Nanxiong was immediately furious.

He really didn't expect that the human race would be so courageous as to take the initiative to attack and kill a werewolf king unexpectedly.

The Southern Bear King was known for his strategy, which was very different from the Northern Bear King, so although he was angry, he did not act impulsively.

He knew in his heart that the human race was coming with great force. If he rashly led the army to fight against them as a king, he would most likely be easily defeated by the human race and end up like the werewolf king.

Therefore, King Nanxiong made a prompt decision and sent the message to the kings of the surrounding small tribes, asking them for an alliance.

He understood that if they did not unite and were defeated one by one by the human race, the consequences would be disastrous.

The kings of these small tribes were also well aware of the principle of "the lips and the teeth are cold", and after receiving the news, they all agreed to unite.

Soon, the Winged People, Sky Eagles, Barbarian Bulls, and other small tribes united with the Southern Bear King and quickly formed an army to resist the human race.

The total number of kings of the small tribes that united this time reached 10, and the number of troops they gathered exceeded million!
Although this army formed by the coalition of small tribes to resist the human race, its offensive momentum is not as strong as those of the previous coalitions of large tribes.

But its strength should not be underestimated!

There are only five kings on the human side.

On the other hand, the number of kings on the opposite side has reached ten!

The gap of at least twice the number of human kings is before us. As a large clan, humans are very likely to fail if they don’t handle it carefully!

King Jin looked at Jiang Yu and said solemnly: "The small tribes have united. You said before that you can deal with multiple kings. Now it all depends on you!"

Jiang Yu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a smile, and replied: "Well, don't worry."

"But we still have to divide them as much as possible and look for opportunities to annihilate them one by one."

"Overlord, help me hold back two or three kings."

Upon hearing this, King Jin replied in a serious tone, "I can only hold back two at most, and I can only hold them back for a while."

Jiang Yu said calmly: "That's enough."

After all, the kings of these small tribes are indeed not as powerful as the kings of those big tribes, so the number of people that King Jin and Overlord can delay is relatively more.

Soon, the two sides stopped testing each other and started fighting head-on.

In an instant, a torrent of troops numbering hundreds of millions suddenly appeared in this world.

On the battlefield, densely packed soldiers gathered together, forming a terrifying black mass. The ground made a dull roar under the trampling of countless pairs of footsteps, and every step raised layers of dust.

The shouts of soldiers of all ethnic groups intertwined together, like surging waves, one after another, hitting everyone's eardrums.

In the army, flags fluttered in the wind. Flags of different colors and patterns danced freely in the wind, like a sea of ​​flags.

The soldiers held a variety of weapons, the cold metal light flickered in the sunlight, spears and halberds stood in rows, and swords were intertwined, like a steel jungle.

As soon as the battle began, it entered a white-hot stage.

Relying on their superb fighting skills, the human soldiers formed a tight battle formation and advanced forward steadily.

The coalition forces resisting the human race relied on their numerical advantage to surround them from all directions, trying to overwhelm the enemy with human wave tactics.

On the battlefield, magical light and the sparks from the collision of weapons complemented each other. Magic attacks whizzed past, and when they hit the target, a deafening sound erupted, and clouds of smoke exploded. Accompanied by the screams of soldiers, the scene was chaotic and cruel.

The special abilities of each race were also displayed one by one on the battlefield. The Winged Soldiers flapped their wings and circled in the air, swooping down from time to time to launch attacks.

The soldiers of the Barbarian Bull Tribe relied on their strong physiques to charge forward recklessly, and wherever they went, brief gaps appeared in the human battle formations.

The human soldiers responded flexibly, cooperating with each other to fill the gaps, while using long-range weapons to shoot at the Winged People in the sky.

For a moment, the battlefield was filled with arrows raining down, shouts of killing, the collision of weapons, and the roar of magic.

On the battlefield, the fifteen kings of both sides also engaged in a melee.

The Overlord was a burly man, standing alone, emitting a fierce aura. He wielded heavy weapons in both hands, and steadily withstood round after round of attacks from the kings of the three small tribes.

The kings of these three small tribes attacked with full force every time, trying to break through the Overlord's defense, but the Overlord walked steadily, and with his rich combat experience and powerful strength, he resolved their offensives one by one.

King Jin was on another side of the battlefield, confronting the kings of two small tribes.

King Jin was agile, with the weapon in his hand flashing with cold light, and he fought back and forth with the two kings. Although he was only holding each other back, each of his moves was just right, making it difficult for the two kings to escape easily.

The King of Shang and the King of Zhou also found their opponents, each facing the king of a small tribe.

They fought hard with their opponents, their weapons collided and produced fierce sparks, and the aftermath of the battle continued to spread in all directions.

But even so, the remaining Jiang Yu still has to face three kings!

"Three?... This number is just right!" Jiang Yu sneered, his eyes sharp as torches, staring closely at the three kings opposite him.

These three kings are the best among the opposing small tribes, the Eagle-Eyed King of the Winged People, the Mighty Barbarian King of the Barbarian Bull Tribe, and the Southern Bear King of the Bear People.

Their levels are all as high as level 22, which is the same level as Xiaoyue Demon King.

But their energy crystal levels are not high, only level 2-3, and they do not have a killer move like the Xiaoyue Demon King.

Take Hawkeye King for example, although he flies fast and his eyes can keenly capture the opponent's movements, the level of energy crystallization may limit the intensity and duration of his attacks.

Although the Mighty Barbarian King has incredible strength and can easily knock boulders away, his attack methods are relatively simple.

The Southern Bear King has strong defense and thick skin, but lacks flexibility and skill in attack.

Compared with the Xiaoyue Demon King, their respective strengths are still a little inferior.

But even so, the three kings together are still a force that cannot be underestimated!

After all, two fists are no match for four hands.

Even the Xiaoyue Demon King in his prime could not contend against the three kings of any small tribe at the same time!

Not to mention that Jiang Yu is only level 20 right now!
In this situation, Jiang Yu has to fight three alone, and he must kill all three of them forcefully, which is as difficult as ascending to heaven! (End of this chapter)