Dragon Whisperer

Actually, few people have the opportunity to collect tens of thousands of people together.

Not to mention several millions of people…

Because of so many people, there is really no place to put them down, no matter what they want to do, they can’t do anything. !

1 million people! Even if I just want to move a mountain! Fill the sea!

I’m afraid I will also be divided into three shifts, and I have to work one day off before I can use so many people…

but I can’t swarm them.

But now, there are 1.3 million people in the beastmen clan, and the total number of human forces is more than two million.

So many people!

A bone battlefield must not be put down, so the boundless barracks began to spread far away, and both sides spread to the other side of the mountains around the battlefield.

From a human perspective, the beastmen clan seems to be endless, their camp has spread to the horizon…

Of course, the beastmen see humans even more so!

……

Human camp, in the Chinese army’s big tent.

War King is holding a piece of white linen, dipped in some clear water, and very carefully wipe his ancestral war god Battle Armor!

He never let go of even the tiniest gap.

Moreover, he has wiped it five times.

War King’s expression is extremely solemn, as if he is doing more than just wiping the Battle Armor.

More, it’s more like a solemn ceremony……

Because this is the Battle Armor that every generation of War King will wear since the founding emperor of Nanxin Empire.

For War King, wiping this Battle Armor is almost equivalent to ancestor worship.

War King believes that as long as you wear it, your ancestors will be with you, and you will be invincible.

This is the unwavering belief that all previous War Kings have!

However, now War King’s beliefs are inevitably shaken…

Of course, the reason is that there is no certainty of victory.

This is also as it should be by rights, a one-million-person battle, and no one dares to say that there is any certainty of victory!

War King has never experienced such a large-scale war, and even throughout human history, such battles can be counted on one’s fingers.

But he can imagine that waiting for the battle at first, I am afraid that all deployments, plans, and ambush traps will definitely lose their effect…

The remaining factors that can control the battlefield , I’m afraid there is only the illusory thing of “morale”…

“reporting to Your Majesty, there are military reports.”

Just when the War King was thinking about endlessly, a heavy The voice rang outside the big tent.

War King frowned, it is Mengjian…

War King was judged in the heart instantly.

It’s just that he doesn’t want to understand that at this time, there are any reports that need to be reported to himself…

These days, the human camp and the beastmen camp are totally different. Autumn did not commit any crimes.

Before the rainstorm that can destroy the world, it was quiet a little dull and terrifying…

Although War King had no clue, he still said softly: “Come in. “

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“What’s the matter?”

“Your Majesty, the guard of the rear city gate urgently reports. There are two people, take one Carriage, within three days, I will go through the twelve levels of the Nanxin Empire!”

“Twelve levels?” War King raised his brows, his voice did not fluctuate much, “How about the casualties of the guards? ?”

“This…because the military’s order is to do what we can, so…the casualties are not large…”

“I see.” War King gently nodded, lightly saying.

Although there are many problems in what Meng Jian said.

For example, unusual orders under the military headquarters.

For example, why the soldiers do not resist and let them pass the level. In wartime, it is completely equivalent to a deserter…

For another example, who can go through twelve levels in a row… …

But War King did not ask these questions.

These problems are usually problems, but now, they are not a problem…

Now that the war related to the rise and fall of the empire is about to begin, how can the War King care about them? Trivial things.

……

Just when Meng Jian didn’t know if he should say something.

Suddenly, a loud noise sounded from the south.

War King suddenly raised his head, his eyes that had been half-closed suddenly opened.

Fighting intent is flourishing!

It is like a war knife that has been warmed up, suddenly out of its sheath.

Jin Ming’s masterpiece, there is a combination of wind and thunder…

“Armored!”

War King got up and said to Meng Jian.

Meng Jian didn’t say anything, but silently began to help Your Majesty put on Battle Armor.

Mengjian helped him put on the Battle Armor before each battle of War King.

Because Meng Jian said that if you don’t personally help Your Majesty put on the Battle Armor, you will definitely not be at ease on the battlefield…

“Pass the order, beat the drums! Army, column Array!” War King said solemnly dressed in Battle Armor.

“Yes!”

Soon, the loud and heavy drum sound, with a rhythmic sound, began to spread among the human camp.

Resounded throughout the human camp.

Countless war drums sounded neatly.

Coming together, there is a blast of thunder!

The earth is shaking!

……

Listening to the deafening drums, the beastmen became a little quieter as they felt the trembling of the earth.

It seems that they did not realize the strength of human beings until then.

Suddenly, a majestic lion roar suddenly sounded, like a thunder in the torrential rain, and immediately between Heaven and Earth, everyone was shocked!

When faced with the sound of tens of thousands of human war drums beating at the same time, the roar of the lion still remained unobstructed and not covered up!

As this lion roar fell, there was a roar of beasts in the beastmen camp!

tiger roar, lion roar, ape cry, wolf howl…

The cries of countless wild beasts seem to perfectly interpret a word, the demons are dancing!

The beastmen clan gradually began to compete with humans in voice.

The warriors of the beastmen tribe recalled that they were also crowded and powerful…

…

Singh stood on a small hill, Rubbed his throat in pain.

Even if his realm is profound, and the lionkin race has an extraordinary natural talent in his voice, he almost broke his throat just now!

The Dwarf King looked at Singh with a playful expression on his face, and said that the beastmen clan are really warlike, then why did you pretend to be a pacifist with me with a reluctant face…

Singh saw a trace of contempt in the dwarf king’s eyes, he coughed slightly, and whispered slightly hoarsely: “I really don’t want to fight, because my beastmen lost in this war. I’m sorry, but I’m not sure of victory yet. But I can’t stop it. So, if you must fight, then you might as well fight harder and let go, so that the once-in-a-century battle will not be frustrated, cowering. It’s not the style of the beastmen…”

Singh said as he walked forward.

He wants to go to the front of the battlefield, the most center.

Stand in the position of commander-in-chief and give orders to all the warriors of the beastmen clan to attack humanity!

Now that Chi Lin is not there, he can only stand in that position!

Even if he didn’t want to fight this battle and didn’t want to give this order, the same is true.

Singh felt a little helpless when he thought of taking the lead in fighting a battle he didn’t want to fight.

I thought that human beings always say that people are involuntarily in the arena and people are involuntary, and the world is never involuntary. It’s really good.

The dwarf king frowned, wondering how his voice became so unpleasant…

He took out a small metal ball from his pocket and handed it to Singh.

“This is?” Singh took it without saying a word. The metalwork in the hands of the dwarf is the treasure of the creatures of the whole continent yearn for something even in dreams.

No matter what it is, hold it first.

“The loudspeaker dedicated to the Dwarf King is called Qianli Sound Transmission. That is to say, you can speak to it here, so you can hear it for a thousand miles.” The Dwarf King said proudly.

Singh was a little disappointed at once. He thought this was something the Dwarf King treasured, an ultimate weapon that could change the battlefield situation…

“Before the two armies, as Commander, you have to say something, right?” The dwarf said with a smile.

Singh thought for a while, stroked his neck, swallowed silently, and said seriously: “many thanks.”

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