Lord Roar

Chapter 356 Returning to the Tribe

I don't know how many believers of the Holy Father used their hard-earned money to raise such an army of local tyrants like the Holy See.

Compared with the Holy See Legion, the Beamon orcs are indeed quite poor.

Among the Beamon orcs, most of the grassroots soldiers' weapons are inherited from their ancestors. They can be used as kitchen utensils at home, can work in the fields, can defend themselves when going out, and can kill people in battle.

The armor of the orc soldiers is basically passed down from their ancestors or borrowed from relatives and friends. It is used to kill people on the battlefield and to keep warm in winter.

It is such an army of local tyrants, chasing a group of poor dicks, chasing and chasing, the poor dicks suddenly stood there, turned around and shouted with a big mouth: "Chase, let you chase, chase you M and B chase!"

Then countless beast trainers ran out from all directions, driving huge beasts to beat up the local tyrants.

After hundreds of years, the Beamon orc unveiled his mysterious veil and exposed his fangs, and once again told the human race a cruel fact, that is, this ancient nation is also making progress, and the progress is rapid.

They learned intrigues and tricks, they also learned to lure the enemy deep, and they also learned to surround them. In short, they learned a lot, not only in tactics, but also in strategy.

When the Flaming Knight Legion was almost chasing out of the wild ancient plain, giant beasts rushed out from all directions without any warning.

Goyadi Python, Beamon Behemoth, Miami Lion, Giant War Elephant, Winged White Tiger, these giant beasts were driven by Beamon beast trainers, and the ruthless Holy See soldiers trampled them into meatloaf.

However, the most important thing is that these giant war beasts actually followed the example of the Bloodhoof tribe and all went into battle.

Secondly, every time the cavalry of the Holy See changed their formation, they would always be disrupted by the magic pets sacrificed by Beamon. Even if it became a defensive formation, the Beamon orcs would break through the weak points of the cavalry formation.

This situation is already obvious, that is, Hurent, the biggest traitor of the Holy See, informed the orcs about the way of fighting of the Holy See cavalry.

In less than an hour, the Holy See soldiers changed from hunters to prey.

In addition to fighting spirit fighters and cavalry, more than 3 infantry and giant shield soldiers of the flame knight soldiers were wiped out.

The Behemoth orcs did not chase down the fighting spirit fighters and cavalry who were fleeing, but advanced slowly, driving the giant beasts, and approaching the chief's tribe step by step.

The Holy See expected that the Beamon orcs would send a large number of giant beasts into the battlefield, so almost all users in the holy mountain were dispatched to snipe these giant beasts.

But they didn't expect that the priests didn't sway the battle song halo on the frontline soldiers, but on this giant beast.

In this case, the situation is very embarrassing.

If a magician wants to cast a spell, he must stand in the rear, and he also needs heavy protection.

If these old guys were not separated by 800 meters, their legs would be shaking.

Then there must be soldiers of the Holy See between Beamon's giant beast and the Philosopher's Stone.

Ordinary soldiers have the awareness to become human shields, but the impact of these giant beasts is too strong, bows and arrows cannot be suppressed, giant shield hands cannot stop them, and fighting spirit fighters cannot stop them.

Then a cruel reality was placed in front of the human commander and a group of staff.

That is, it is useless for ordinary soldiers to exchange their lives for the valuable time of magicians to cast spells, because many magicians' spells cannot penetrate the outer armor of those giant beasts.

Perhaps the magician has released large-scale magic, but ordinary soldiers are dead, and magicians alone are useless. You can't win local wars by relying on element users.

The tactics of the Beamon orcs are very clear, that is, the huge beasts exchange the lives of ordinary soldiers, plus the precious magic power of the magician.

After consuming the magic power of the human elemental users and killing the soldiers protecting the magicians, even if all the huge beasts were killed, there would still be hundreds of thousands of Beamon troops and hundreds of Beamon priests.

The strength of the four major armies was small, and there was no danger to defend, and the rear was in a hurry.

Timing, location, people and harmony, none of them accounted for.

If it weren't for the elite warriors of the four major tribes carrying battle guardian beasts to help the flame knight army, it is estimated that this religious army with a history of more than 300 years would have followed in the footsteps of the iron cavalry army.

It is rare for a legion to perish as an organization. Once this happens, the blow to morale and morale will be fatal. It is better to cancel the designation and mix it with another legion.

Even so, not counting the ordinary soldiers of the Holy See, the four major tribes lost more than 100 battle guardian beasts and more than 2000 elite barbarian warriors.

As for Beamon, apart from laying down a huge war elephant and more than 1000 wolf cavalry, the losses are negligible.

After listening to Janna's speech, Allen frowned deeply.

I have to say that Beamon is very smart, and he has calculated thousands of things, but he didn't think that the Beamon orcs actually used thousands of wolf cavalry as bait, and he didn't expect that the Beamon priests actually swayed the war song on the huge beasts, and he didn't expect that the Beamon beasts would actually use thousands of wolf cavalry as bait. The Beast Emperor, instead of arming soldiers with limited metal, went to arm those huge beasts.

Of course, the most important thing is that Allen didn't expect the Holy See's legion to be so fucking vulnerable.

Janna said worriedly: "Continuing like this is not an option. The four major legions can retreat, but the wilderness barbarians cannot retreat, and neither can our Bloodhoof Tribe."

"What did Orpheus and Mourinho say?"

"Let you go back."

Allen spread his hands and said, "I'm going back? I'm going back for a fart."

Speaking of anger, Allen finally decided to go back. After all, the Beamon orcs had already set foot on the wilderness. If they rushed to the gate of the great chief's tribe in one go, the [-] barbarians would become a mess, let alone fight .

Just as everyone was about to set up the portal to leave, an anxious voice came: "Well, Your Royal Highness, Brother Alan, can you take me with you?"

Allen looked along the sound, and saw a chubby figure standing in front of the factory gate, walking over in three steps at a time.

"Who is your big brother, don't yell around here." Allen said angrily.

Janna glanced at Alan with a bit of blame. This guy is really snobbish. He was fooled by someone's steel golem with his forefoot, and he immediately turned his face and refused to bear it.

Meng Rui smiled awkwardly, secretly thinking that these two people must have an affair.

It's not that Allen doesn't like Monry, but that he really can't see anyone who can pretend to be more aggressive than himself.

Who the fuck goes out without a gold chain, but also has ten gem rings on his hands, and each of them is a magic item.

Mike asked confusedly: "You're gone, what about Stonebreaker Castle?"

Meng Rui shrugged his shoulders and said, "There's news from King City that Black Jack won't be coming to Stonebreaker for the time being, and maybe he's going to win over some other force."

After finishing speaking, Meng Rui looked at Allen with a begging look and said, "Brother Allen, you can take me with you. Although I can't help you much, I still know a little about the military formation."

After hearing what Monry said, Allen asked, "Is the defensive deployment of Fort Rubble made by you?"

Mori nodded vigorously.

"Okay, but there is a request." Allen looked at Mike and said, "These steel golems are given to our Bloodhoof Tribe."

"Ah? These steel golems are for dealing with Black Jack's Black Armored Army." Mike didn't expect Allen to be so shameless, and murmured: "Your Excellency Allen, did you just say that you should hand it over to the princess for the time being?" Your Highness, what about you?"

Allen was a little strange. He found that the group of Sadido, the emperor was not in a hurry to kill the eunuch every day, Princess Janna was worried about the situation in the Great Wasteland like half the master of the Bloodhoof tribe every day, and Scott that Little boy, playing mud with little Zack all day long, but these royalists are in a hurry.

Meng Rui poked Meng Rui's arm vigorously with his thick fingers and said: "Big cousin, why are you so stingy, isn't it just a steel golem, don't forget that I paid for it, and I also take the risk That’s right, the big deal is that after Her Royal Highness succeeds in restoring the country, we will continue to scrape the ground... Um, no, we will continue to make more money.”

Allen also put his arms around Janna's shoulders while the iron was hot and said: "What's the difference between giving it to your highness the princess and giving it to me? After Janna's younger brother ascends the throne, he will return you even the interest."

A blush rose on Janna's face, and she broke away from Alan's arm unnaturally.

Allen laughed, he didn't do it on purpose, he did it on purpose.

Meng Rui thought to himself: I guessed right, the person here really has an affair.

Mike gritted his teeth and said: "Okay! But once the Beamon orcs are defeated, Lord Alan and Shengshan must help us drive Black Jack out of power."

Allen was very happy. Originally, he opened his mouth wide open to bargain with Mike. Even if he wanted three or four steel golems, he would still make money. I didn't expect this silly boy to be so easy to fool.

When Rooney saw that the two parties had reached an agreement, he was afraid that Mike would go back on his word, so he grabbed the necklace of different space and put all 24 puppets in it.

Mike was a little lucky, because there was still a steel golem outside the factory, and it was better to have at least one left than none at all.

Unexpectedly, Meng Rui said to Allen at this time: "Brother Allen, there is another one outside. Is there enough space for your magic props? If not, I can let me go."

After finishing speaking, the fat man stretched out his fleshy fingers, and the ten gemstone rings exuded weak fluctuations of magical elements.

Mike's resentful eyes shot at his dear cousin.

"It just so happens that you go back with us. If there is any problem with the Iron Golem, you can solve it at any time." Allen is going to let Mike go back with him to see if there are enough resources in the tribe before getting a few more.

Mike shook his head and said, "Let's forget it. I'm going to help Monry sit in the Rubble Fortress. Your Excellency Allen, you can just leave a portal."

"There is a portal on the bell tower of Castle Rubble, you can pass through after activating the magic coordinates." After Allen finished speaking, he directly asked Rooney to set up the portal and drilled in first.

Janna, Babylon the Great, and Rooney also followed.

Seeing that everyone was leaving, Meng Rui glanced at Mike gratefully and said, "Brother, thank you, I've been a special mother for this broken city lord enough, I finally have a place to display my talent, you Don't worry, after the war between the two clans is over, my name, Meng Rui, will resound throughout the mainland."

After speaking, Monry hugged Mike and got into the portal.

When everyone returned to the Bloodhoof Tribe, Allen found that the camp was still full of laughter and laughter as before. It seemed that the Holy See's defeat in the first battle was not a blow to everyone.

Walking towards the temporary big tent, Allen found that it was overcrowded, many people he knew and those he didn't know were shouting something loudly there.

Among the acquaintances, apart from a few bigwigs from the Great Chieftain tribe, there are also envoys from various forces who have been to the camp before.

There are more unknown people, wearing the costumes of the Kingdom of Locke and the Principality of Lothar.

In addition to a general in armor with thick eyebrows and big eyes, the Holy See also has a red-clothed archbishop.

Manstein, Tatar, Gonzalez and a group of Holy See generals were noisy.

Archmage Downey, Hathaway, and all the elders in the tribe sat aside and watched coldly.

Orpheus, who was in the corner, frowned and sighed.

After Allen lifted the tent, he slapped the table hard.

Everyone turned their attention to Allen, and there was no sound.

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

The name of the Son of Chaos was earned by punching, and what he likes to talk about the most is that this guy is a full-fledged hob meat, and he will kill anyone who doesn't like it, no matter what big shot or muddy leg you are.

"Arguing, I want to go back to the Fort of Holy Light or go back to your barracks." Allen sat down on the stool, declared his sovereignty, grabbed a pot of water and drank it down.

(End of this chapter)