The slippery and soft feeling made Claremont subconsciously lift the soles of his feet. Seeing that the gray felt boots were dry and refreshing, he frowned in confusion, put down his soles, and suddenly found that as his right foot landed on the ground, a ripples slowly spread on the solid loess slope.

A shock in his heart, an ominous premonition arose. Claremont hurriedly looked up and looked around. Seeing that the eyes had become soft like mud when he lowered his head, he hurriedly reminded King Yasen beside him: "Your Majesty, the enemy is using large-scale earth-type magic..."

"It's just that the "turning soil into mud" attack is not different, and the zero-level spell "light body technique" can be easily resolved.

Look, Claremont didn't need me to order, the mage group had already started casting spells," Hoff pointed to the coalition magician who was stunned not far away and began to cast spells intuition. He interrupted the think tank absent-mindedly, "It seems that this is the last struggle of the barbarian army, it's really awesome..."

Before the Dignity King had finished speaking, thousands of sharp spears suddenly stabbed out of the mud in the direction of his fingers, piercing hundreds of coalition soldiers to death. Then, in the blood that was spilling like fountains everywhere, countless barbarian warriors drove the ferocious riding beasts to break out of the ground, waved their swords, fired muskets and began to kill all the land humans they saw.

These Fire Warriors were covered with faint yellow, blue and red lights. The soil with blood could not be attached to their armor at all, and they slowly flowed and slid down.

As countless blood mud dripped on the ground, the arrogant King Yasen felt that the blood in his head continued to fall, falling, and his face pale and stared at the battlefield for a long time. He said in a dry voice like a murmur, "Claremont, this, this..."

The army, which fought for four or five hours, was suddenly attacked by the enemy's new forces with a large number and combat power as they were about to win with great difficulty. The blow to their will was naturally devastating.

Claremont looked at the already defeated coalition soldiers, not only not panic but also extremely clear-headed, "My king, the number of troops of the Fire Hell barbarians is not the millions we expected, but more than tens of millions.

Their strategy was to use a million troops as bait to "drag" the mainland coalition forces and then wipe out them out in one fell swoop.

We are doomed to fail in this battle. The most important thing now is to restrain the remaining troops and preserve their strength. As long as we can leave millions of 'warrior seeds' in the Green Leaf Continent, there is still room for defending and fighting again..."

Yasen's think tank urgently expressed his inference and was about to ask the King of Dignity to order the coalition forces to fight and retreat, but suddenly he saw his battle formation completely defeated from west to east.

The defeat was like a mountain of fall. In the blink of an eye, the entire front of the landmen disappeared like a dam destroyed by a hurricane, leaving only millions of defeated soldiers who were fleeing in a hurry.

"How could it be, how could it be defeated in one blow!" Looking at the defeated soldiers driven away by the barbarians like lambs and killed the wholeheartedly, the dignity, whose mind was in chaos, gave a final roar hysterically.

"Your Majesty, Flan, Flan's army withdrew and lost when the barbarian ambushed army appeared, and then the Principality of Watton and the Republic of Cateria..." More than ten seconds later, the young military intelligence officer reported in a trembling voice.

"Warton, Cateria... They are all close vassals of Flan," King Yasen was a talented and martial monarch after all. He was arrogant and conceited and thought everything at once. His pupils opened, and he opened his eyes and shouted: "Odod Parildo, this damn mistress, actually betrayed humans!"

Unfortunately, it was too late to awaken, and the defeated soldiers had already rushed to the central battle formation of the coalition forces...

At the same time, the giant underground city of Gaodun Hills spent all the accumulated faith power to finally complete this incredible underground ambush battle. Zhang Lisheng looked exhausted at the mainland coalition forces that were constantly dispersed like insects and ants in the water curtain that had been changed to a bird's eye view. After the war started, a comfortable smile finally appeared on his face, which had been gloomy.

The chief priest on the land man looked at his compatriots who had no power to fight back at all and were killed by the barbarian warriors, and whispered: "You, the heresy coalition has been defeated. These fled mainland soldiers will inevitably convert to your faith in the future. Instead of killing them all, it is better to be captured..."

"Tu'an, we have no time to surrender now, and we have to guard prisoners of war," Zhang Lisheng waved his hand and said with a smile: "I suddenly felt that now is the best time to destroy the Yasen Kingdom, so I planned to let the Wu Li Expeditionary Force drive the defeated troops to advance towards Yasen.

After occupying the 'Asen', the Kingdom of Quelster, and then the Principality of Robin... and then encircle the 'Flange' and swallow it up. In this way, four-fifths of the land of the Green Leaf Continent will be taken into my pocket. What do you think?"

If it is a democratic country or even a feudal dynasty, this strategy that concerns the destiny of the country and involves tens of millions of troops must have been discussed repeatedly by top think tanks, and finally the decision was formed by the sergeant family. However, in a theocracy country, the hasty decision of the only god can overcome all the wisdom of the mortal world.

Looking at the joyful look of the god Wu Li, Tuan pondered for a while, but did not continue to plead for millions of compatriots who were tragically slaughtered. He replied respectfully: "You, according to your strategy, it is no need to destroy the countries of Yasen. It is a wonderful idea to break the city defense by just the defeated coalition forces."

"Tuan, you can really keep up with my ideas." Zhang Lisheng proudly praised the words the land priests could not understand, and summoned Wu Li to order the warrior to give his thoughts a flash of inspiration.

With the order of the god Wu Li, the mainland coalition forces had no chance of escape and were driven to defeat all the way to capture the cities and lands for the Fire Hell barbarians.

With 50% of the reserve troops on the mainland, 65% of the professional soldiers, and 70% of the lords and nobles almost wiped out, the Yasen Kingdom, where 80% of the troops in the country joined the mainland coalition, had no power to fight back when the barbarian army advanced.

Although the adjacent Flan was not directly attacked by the Fire Hell barbarians, they also felt heavy military pressure. The Sun King, the ruler, was greedy and desperate, strangely declared that the "Wulli Cult" was the state religion, and began to ban other religions in the Flan Kingdom.

If God wants to destroy it, he will make him crazy.

In this way, while the Hunter conquest army annexed the countries of Yasen, King Flan himself laid the prelude to the conquest of the country. It was too late to regret it when the barbarian soldiers were in the forefront. The Parrardo dynasty, which had lasted for hundreds of years, collapsed within three days and was replaced by the divine power. At this point, 80% of the land on the Green Leaf Continent was shrouded in the faith of the Wuli gods...

In midsummer, the northern border ushered in the hottest season of the year. At this moment, the borders and cities in the hinterland of the mainland have long disappeared and merged into one, but all the strong cities bordering the stubborn stone plateau remained standing and continued to fulfill their only mission for thousands of years to defend against the invasion of the barbarians in the northern border.

The Tusara City is located in the center of the starting point of the Wanshi Plateau. It is the most powerful city in the northern region of the Green Leaf Continent and the most populous frontier city.

As the sun sets, Zhang Lisheng stood on the mottled city wall made of huge rocks and clay, filled with countless years of vicissitudes. He put on a canopy and looked at the sudden and continuous desolate mountain road in the distance. Suddenly, he saw about a thousand Wu Li scouts, composed of fire and landmen, galloping from far to near, from the hillside, bringing waves of smoke and dust.

In the flying dust, hundreds of giants, who were at least 250 cm tall, were trapped by a thin rope made of black iron, and pulled the terrain dragon riding by Wu Li warrior. While struggling unyieldingly, they ran down the plateau with no speed than the riding beast.

"Have you finally captured the prisoner?" Zhang Lisheng murmured as he watched the messy scouts enter the city, "The same is a barbarian. These 'stubborn stone people' in the northern border that live in the vast plateau and the Fiery Hell people who evolved on tropical islands are simply two extremes.

However, their "dead brains" are similar. As long as you can find a breakthrough, you should use a very simple method to conquer it, but what is this method?

Ancestor worship, ancestor worship, I can’t pretend to be the reincarnation of these big men…”

While the young man frowned and pondered, a middle-aged land man wearing a yellow robe with extremely strong body, with a short hair like an inch of hedgehog, and a curly beard and short beard, climbed up to the city wall surrounded by a group of plate-armored warriors and strode behind him.

"The great god, the scouts defeated a small tribe of more than a thousand people on the edge of the Wandering Stone Plateau and captured hundreds of prisoners of the northern barbarians..." The middle-aged man in yellow robe knelt respectfully and reported.

He was originally the most wise and warlike general in the "Tusala City Pass", but because of his family, he had long declined and was born unable to master the power of spell casting. He was mediocre for most of his life. It was not until the faith of the Wuli Divine Sect shone on the northern border that he finally stood out with his first surrender.

After conquering most of the land and population of the Green Leaf Continent and occupying the entire continent was a foregone conclusion, Zhang Lisheng began to open up the gambling of fate that only the leaders of the Fire Hell warriors could have before, transplanting the power of the monster's golden elixir.

So after taking his life, this brave lucky man first possessed the power of casting, returned to his prime, gained a long life, and was then appointed as a general who was solemnly in charge of the army. Therefore, he always showed great devotion to the god Wu Li.

"Kitimu, I just saw the scouts grabbing the barbarians of the Northern Frontier into the city," Zhang Lisheng continued to look at the distant high ground without looking back, and said, "Take them up to the city wall, I will meet these stubborn prisoners here."
Chapter completed!