After observing the barbarian camp clearly, Jose and Olivia discussed their respective attack areas and looked at the direction they came.

On the dark prairie, a army of six thousand werewolfs moved forward quickly. Unlike the ogre weighing two or three thousand pounds, the werewolf is light in size and has a meat pad similar to the canines under his feet, which moves silently in the dark night.

Therefore, Jose appointed the zombies as the pioneer of this raid, led by Hog River Claw.

According to the plan, just wait for the zombies to take their place, and the two dragons descend from the sky to create chaos with dragon breath, and the zombies take advantage of the chaos to kill the enemy.

By then, ogres, salamanders and other monsters who move too much will come from afar and join the battle within ten minutes. The monsters work together to defeat the chaotic barbarians.

Everything is following the Red Dragon's plan, but the plan cannot keep up with the changes.

After the gnolls took three-quarters of the journey, the wind changed!

Jose felt a little nervous and said it was not good. The barbarians are grassland people. There are many barbarian hunters who can distinguish the smell of the wind.

His muscles are tense: "Olivia! Always be ready to launch an attack!"

The Green Dragon didn't dare to take it lightly: "I understand."

The two dragons stared at the sleeping barbarian camp below, hoping that the barbarians would find out later.

Time passed by seconds, and the battle could break out at any time. Jose's heartbeat could not help but be two minutes faster than usual.

The barbarian camp was still calm and seemed to be unaware of it.

"Ah~."

Jose heard the cry of a sheep, and his mood...

What a fucking dog!

"Do it!"

As we all know, sheep are a magical creature. When a sheep screams, other sheep around will follow you and "Bao~"!

"Bababababababa~!"

Amid the bleating sounds that made the dragon feel upset, the barbarians woke up from their dreams and smelled the smell of wolves like sheep. Without too much thought, they picked up the weapons beside them and ran out of the tent. They heard the whistle of giant wings coming from the air that were afraid of the air.

"Dragon! Dragon! Dragon!" a man shouted in panic.

Then, the cone-shaped dragon flame that descended swallowed him. The barbarian flesh and blood burned in the dragon flame at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a scorched bone, and scattered all over the ground without any force.

The attack on Dragon Flame is far from over. The start of the panic-screaming dragon flame, which fell from the sky, drew a horizontal line in the dense group of barbarian tents.

Along the way, whether it was a tent, a barbarian, or other livestock, they were burning in the dragon flame and turned into ashes.

Not only that, the flame is spreading, and the heat released by the combustion brings hot air, which carry the fire to fall on the surrounding tents, igniting more areas.

In the tent, the barbarians fled in panic in the fire, and their shadows shone on the earth, and on the tent, there was panic and noisy.

After drawing a 150-meter-long death line in one breath, Jose took a breath, turned around in the air and continued to spit out dragon breath, striving to ignite more barbarian tents.

"Evil Dragon! Go to die!" The Frost Axe Barbarian Chief, Yarman Frost Axe, roared, his arm muscles bulged, and the blood on the surface of his skin bulged like an earthworm. He tried his best to pitch the axe.

With the power of the master-level peak warrior, the hand axe rotated and attacked the red dragon that was spewing dragon flames with a whistling sound of breaking through the air.

Jose had no doubt that his scales could not reach the axe, but he knew in advance that the tent where the barbarian chief lived and opened the [data visualization] again, so how could he be unprepared for the attack of the barbarian chief?

He turned sideways, and the sharp axe flew over under him, and his remaining strength disappeared into the darkness.

After avoiding the attack of the hand axe, he turned away from the barbarian chief and continued to spit out the dragon flame.

Looking at the red dragon who was igniting the tent in a reckless manner, Yarman Frost Axe was shocked and angry.

The lord of the Triangle Plain was an adult green dragon. He never thought that the tribe would be attacked by a red dragon, so he was not prepared for fire attacks. The tents were so close that the red dragon was a large area.

Amid the barbarians' powerless roars and counterattacks, Jose lit many tents and flapped his wings and soared into the sky.

Now, the barbarian masters gathered together, and he continued to fly back and forth over the barbarians, and there was a possibility of overturning the car, so he had to change the target of attack.

High above the sky, Jose looked down below, one-tenth of the Barbarian Camp was ignited by dragon breath, and the burning area was still spreading, and the barbarians were like headless flies running around.

In the distance, the werewolf and wolf cavalry no longer hid, and they rode their horses and rushed towards the barbarian camp. The murderous howls of the wolf even aggravated the barbarians' panic.

"Warriors! Go closer to me!" The roar overwhelmed the chaos and a bright ray of air flew into the sky.

The barbarian warriors seemed to find their backbone and moved closer to the chief.

But the efforts of the barbarian chief were destined to be futile. Jose looked at the other side, and the green dragon - Olivia was in the east according to the plan, using magic and dragon power to drive away the cattle herd.

"I'll help you!"

Jose chose the target and swooped down. This time his target was the group of damn sheep.

It’s not that he is very revengeful, but that sheep and other livestock are part of his plan.

The distribution of personnel in the barbarian tribe is that a large number of barbarians are concentrated in the east near the triangular plain, and they imprisoned sheep, cattle and other livestock in the west.

Jose plans to attack livestock and drive the livestock to the center of the barbarian camp so that the livestock can attack the barbarian formation and prevent them from gathering together.

If the barbarians cannot gather together to form a scale of people and obey unified commands, then they will be just a mess of sand, and they will only be slaughtered when facing the army of zigzags with fists.

By then, no matter how strong Yarman Frost Axe is, he will not be able to make the world come true.

The master-level powerful man can kill one or two hundred werewolves, but can he kill one or two thousand?!

He is exhausted!

The dragon breath brewed in his throat, spewing out, and the scorching light illuminated the darkness, and the cone flames fell on the front of the panic-run flock, burning the leader to char.

The dragon breath blocked the road, and with the slight pressure from the dragon breath, the flock turned back and rushed towards the barbarian camp.

With the efforts of the two dragons, the herd of cattle, sheep, and horses rushed into a chaotic barbarian camp. The cries of livestock, the panic screams of barbarians, and the crackling sounds of wood burning together.

To make matters worse, the wereggars arrived at this time and launched a massacre of the barbarians on the edge.

Suddenly, Jose felt a magic wave coming from the center of the Barbarian Camp, frowned, and gave up driving the flock to fly into the sky.

He saw a man in the black robe holding a crystal ball chanting a spell in the center of the camp, under the protection of many barbarians, including the barbarian chief Yarman Frost Axe.

Black clouds emerged out of thin air in the sky, and it started to rain heavily. The rain range was very small, covering only a small area around the barbarian camp.

Torrential rain technique!
Chapter completed!