Lord Roar

Chapter 295 The Ambition of the Blind Dragon

As for her master going back to the Bloodhoof Tribe in the future instead of staying in Sardidor or continuing to travel, Janna said with some understanding: "Is it because master you want the wasteland, the front line against Beamon?" ?”

The Blind Dragon Sword Master nodded and said: "Yes, the Holy See will never let the flames of war reach the hinterland of the southern continent. Even if the losses are heavy, they will stop the Beamon orcs in the ancient wilderness. Your master and I have become the four great swordsmen of the mainland by chance." One of the saints, how could he miss this great battle, and it's funny, I sometimes have an illusion that the little guy Allen is the key to defeating Beamon, and it is far better to be by his side than to be with him. It's more exciting to follow behind the Holy See and protect those magicians."

Janna was a little surprised to hear the master say such exaggerated words.

She didn't underestimate Allen or the Bloodhoof Camp. Regardless of personal bravery or local battle command, Allen was the best and best person she had ever seen, and he always proposed some incredible fighting methods, and the results every time It will be surprising and secretly admirable at the same time.

This guy seems to have a paranoid love for slanting swords and innovative fighting methods. In his eyes, guerrilla warfare and endless conspiracies seem to be the correct fighting methods, rather than the upright battle between the two armies.

But no matter how strong Alan's individual combat power is, he is not a sword master or a holy magician.

The Bloodhoof Tribe has now doubled its strength, and its role in the war between the north and the south is also very limited. It is nothing more than avoiding a direct repetition of the large-scale Behemoth army and attacking the supply troops or the vanguard and scout troops.

With the current battle lineup of the Bloodhoof Tribe, this is the only thing they can do now.

Even so, Beamon, who has a large number of people, will send heavy troops to follow the supply troops, not to mention the vanguard and scout troops, which are already extremely powerful.

And for a large-scale battle, what determines the final direction is not the victory of countless local battles, but the confrontation between the two armies, who has more reserves than anyone else, and then fills with human lives and lays the bones.

Throughout the St. Cassis Continent, where battles are the main theme, there have been no less than a thousand battles, large and small, but it is not impossible for them to win by chance. However, there are too many objective factors, and these factors are not can be created by manpower.

If the battle was really that simple, the Holy See would not be so passive, and Orpheus would not stay in the Bloodhoof Camp as the Holy Son to win over the Great Chief tribe.

Moreover, in these battles where fewer people win more battles, the individual combat power of the smaller party is countless times stronger than the opponent. Janna, who is far away, does not know that there have only been two such battles where fewer people have won more battles in the past few decades.

One time, the four major tribes mobilized thousands of warriors to fight against the [-] Holy See Legion. The Holy See Legion stretched too long, and the logistics and supply troops could not keep up. In the end, they had no choice but to retreat strategically after being severely injured in the wasteland.

Moreover, the barbarians in the wilderness suffered heavy losses, because they did not want to start a full-scale war with the Holy See, so the two sides restrained themselves and only sent a small number of troops to fight.

The tribe of the great chiefs only recruited a thousand warriors, among whom there were 25 chiefs who had comprehended the barbarian battle ring, and the others were all elite fighters from various tribes, not to mention many small tribes who were close to the battlefield. Unfortunately, after the battle, the barbarian's battle loss rate was as high as [-]%. Even if they won, it would be a miserable victory.

Another time happened on the site of the Ice and Snow Goddess Sect in the extreme north. Dozens of mad war priests in charge of fighting killed nearly a thousand snow lovers from the extreme north. This time there were more objective factors. When the battle started , The ice, snow and strong wind all over the sky made the human monsters unable to open their eyes, and couldn't tell the direction, let alone find out where the enemy was, they just stood in place and got beaten blindly.

However, the dozens of priests of the Goddess Sect's mad warriors are completely opposite. This kind of bad weather is like adding wings to a tiger. Just stand still and throw magic to wipe people's heads. Anyway, the enemy can't find you, let alone Countless wind and snow elements and the power of faith in the space are waiting for them to mobilize and summon.

It's a pity that the Beamon orcs are not ordinary soldiers of the Holy See who have not mastered their fighting spirit. Without logistics, their morale will be low and their combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced.

Not to mention the human-thirsty blood clans who move slowly like walking corpses, gathering together to be baptized by magic.

Behemoth's individual combat power is countless times stronger than that of ordinary soldiers, and their sacrificial power can completely compete with human magicians, not to mention all kinds of beasts that have been infused with sacrificial rituals and magnified dozens of times in size.

Moreover, the contemporary Beamon Beast Emperor is even more majestic and strategic. While actively developing people's livelihood, he also gave many of the main battle races on the north side of the mainland the identity of Beamon for his own use.

Mourinho is known as the No.1 general of Beamon. The reason is that the frequency of headlines and the high rate of appearance are high, because he has always led the foreign wars, but who knows that this kind of all-round general will be in Beamon again? how many?

After all, every Bimon who has comprehended the power of sacrifice will greatly improve his intelligence, let alone those high-ranking nobles with authentic blood.

So Janna didn't understand why her master came to such a conclusion and had such great confidence in Allen?

Although the Blind Dragon Sword Master spoke in a half-joking tone and his tone was not firm, Jana knew that her master was not [-] to [-]% sure that he would not just talk about it.

Seemingly feeling that his apprentice was not convinced, the old blind man said with a smile, "Why don't we make a bet."

Seeing her master showing a rare cynical look, Jana coquettishly beat the old blind man's shoulders and asked, "Then master, what do you want to bet on, what if you lose, and what if you win."

The old blind man snorted a few times enjoying it, and then said: "Well, bet on Alan, he will definitely bring the Bloodhoof tribe to beat the Beamon orcs. I dare not say that it will be more effective than the Holy See, but in the end At least after the war between the two clans is over, the names of Allen and the Bloodhoof Tribe will definitely be famous in the mainland for hundreds of years, maybe the victory belongs to the Human Race and the Holy See, but the greatness belongs to the Bloodhoof Tribe, how about it?"

"It has been famous in the mainland for hundreds of years?" Janna whispered, with a look of disbelief.

Seeing that his apprentice was shocked, the old blind man said triumphantly, "How about it, do you dare to bet?"

"What if you lose, master?"

"If you don't say you win but you say you lost first, it's no wonder that your fighting spirit has not improved." The old blind man continued to pretend: "If I, the Blind Dragon Sword Master, lose, I will live in Sadido after your brother takes power. How about the imperial palace frighten Xiao Xiao for your family blood."

Janna couldn't bear to hear her master say such words, because she knew that master loved to travel around and see all kinds of customs and customs on the mainland. With the talent of a sword master, she was trapped in a small Sadie Duo Principality, it is really hard to say, what is the difference between that and a tiger trapped in a prison.

Seeing that Jana was silent, the old blind man said confidently: "If I win, you can follow me back to the Bloodhoof Tribe after your younger brother assumes power. Saint, there are too many mundane things to do in Sadido, which is not conducive to the improvement of your cultivation."

Jana sighed leisurely and said: "Yes, the extravagant and noble life of the royal family will only make the apprentice's cultivation base retreat instead of advancing, but the master is you, one of the four major sword masters in the mainland, let alone a barbarian tribe, Don't you love to travel?"

"Hey, why do you say that? Although the Bloodhoof tribe is small, it has a large number of powerful people. Not to mention Conslet, who has already stepped into the sanctuary, and the little guy's butler, Master Lacey, has also reached the level of a magister for many years. , not to mention that stupid thousand-year-old tree man, even I can’t see what his cultivation is.” After the old blind man finished speaking, he felt more and more emotional in his heart: “And I think that staying in the blood hoof tribe , is far more interesting than going out on a trip. With my title of sword master, I may not meet an opponent after traveling the mainland for several years, but it is much more exciting to follow that little guy. I dare not use other abilities of this bastard. Said, but making trouble and making enemies is really a good hand! I have lived in vain for sixty years, and this is the first time I have seen this kind of guy who provokes others."

Jana agreed with a coquettish smile. Allen's ability to cause trouble and make enemies is indeed extraordinary. When he was just an unknown waste baron at the beginning, he dared to unite with the Dragon Army to make a deadly enmity. Then, he offended the Southern Diocese and provoked the Great Chief tribe, and finally made both sides itch their teeth. They dispatched the Lion tribe and human magicians several times to try to kill the blood hoof, but in the end they all failed and suffered heavy losses.

As the Bloodhoof camp became stronger and stronger, provoking enemies of this level obviously could no longer satisfy Allen. This guy began to intervene in the battle between Mourinho's army and the southern parish. Now the names of Allen and the Bloodhoof Tribe, It is estimated that it has already registered with the Beast Emperor.

In this way, Allen was not satisfied, and began to refresh his mind. This is not to study Sadie's black jack every day, and prepare to find out what the so-called demons are, and whether they can be hacked to death with a knife.

Thinking of the guy who didn't follow the rules at all, Janna felt that if the civil strife in Sadido was resolved, she would stay in the Bloodhoof Tribe for decades, even being a battlefield staff officer would be fine, as long as she could be by his side .

"My boy, your body temperature has risen again!"

The old blind man said disrespectfully for the old man, which made Janna coquettishly angry.

The old blind man who suffered from the girl's Mengmeng fist said with emotion: "Does the journey of martial arts really stop at the cultivation of the sword master? Since I was young, in order to climb the peak of swordsmanship, I found that my eyes can only distract me to see In the mundane world, self-destructing my eyes is just to pursue the peak. Although I am a Juggernaut, I am ranked last among the four, but I am not discouraged. If I am unable to fight the other three saints in my lifetime, then let me I stayed in the ancient wilderness to cultivate quietly, looking for another higher unknown mountain."

Jana said with a little distress: "Master, in the eyes of disciples, you are No. 1 of the Four Saints!"

The old blind man laughed twice, shook his head and looked like a lonely expert, but he felt a little guilty: What the hell is the No. 1 of the Four Saints, I am now in the Bloodhoof Camp, and I can make two moves There are only two of them, one is the new butler of the Bloodhoof camp, the dark wizard Lacey, and the other is Rooney, who has recently advanced to a magister as a druid, not to mention Conslet and that stupid The tree shepherd, any one of these two people is probably more than enough to clean up Lao Tzu.

(End of this chapter)