"You know what you did!" Yang Dashuan snorted coldly, glanced at the two of them with contemptuous eyes and stopped talking, and continued to turn his eyes to the battlefield.

These savages are worthy of being the guys who have both the Elf Empire and the Bemon Tribe.

Even if you look at Galileo's long-range vision cylinder, you can still see the strong bodies of these barbarians from the lens cylinder. Their muscles are not worse than those of Bemon, and their strength is even comparable to the strongest Bemon warrior.

They were shirtless and only wore black leather pants on their lower body. They almost blinded everyone through the sun with dazzling reflections...

This gathered barbarian army was indeed as described in the legend, without sharp weapons or hard shields. Even facing the closed gate of the Red City, these barbarians did not even have a decent siege machine.

Some of them only have a pair of two-set bronze wristbands.

Do they want to capture this city with just their hands? Yang Dashuan couldn't help but frown!

"Hisser Roger!" Just as Yang Dashuan was thinking about how these savages wanted to attack this city, Xiang Shuai's voice pulled him back to reality. "What did you mean just now?"

"What do I mean?" Yang Dashuan narrowed his eyes and bit his mouth with the second half of the sentence.

The atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing point.

As the army approaches, the leaders of the rescue army are still fighting internally. If this matter is spread, many people will probably sigh to the sky.

"Hmph! From now on, the defense of the entire city will be taken over by my slave warriors! Xiangshuai, let your people go down for me. A quarter of an hour later, if there is still half an elf standing on the head of the city, don't blame me for cleaning them up with the barbarians!"

Yang Dashuan turned around and raised his head to Da Taibao. The centaur who immediately took the order greeted the slave warriors. When the centaurs heard the shouting, they rushed up to the city wall. The city wall, which was not very spacious, was stood by these slave warriors, and the one on the right suddenly became even more crowded.

Many half-elves were squeezed down from the eight-meter-high city wall by the rude slave warriors, and suddenly fell and broke into blood. Some of them were unlucky, and fell from the city wall and hit the protruding stone, and died on the spot.

"Calling the time! After the time has passed, no one will be left!" Yang Dashuan stared at Xiang Shuai without hesitation and gave the order resolutely.

When Blatt, who was standing aside, heard this, he couldn't help but shrink his neck. He knew the bad things... Xiangshuai and Yang Dashuan both have stubborn tempers. Sometimes they would make concessions when facing some things, and even were willing to sacrifice some of their own interests to achieve the overall situation.

At that time, Xiang Shuai followed Lao Yang into the abyss plane without hesitation, and Yang Dashuan left the life of the Fear Demon King to Xiang Shuai as his last blow without thinking!

But as long as they are together, even the simplest small things will develop into an uncontrollable fuse!

Although Bemon's Pig is known as the stupidest race on the entire continent - no doubt, Blatt always pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger with this name on his back. In fact, he did this very successfully. All this proves that Blatt is not stupid, otherwise how could he get into the position of the leader of the rescue army?

All this not only requires strong combat effectiveness, but also requires extraordinary alertness.

Now Yang Dashuan's words have made the atmosphere that could not be resolved on the scene suddenly become heavier... He knew the appearance and quickly made gestures to let the Bemon soldiers who came to hear the news go as far as they could. Don't be like Xiang Shuai at that time, and it will be extremely embarrassing.

In fact, Xiang Shuai's current thoughts are just as Blatt imagined.

If Yang Dashuan spoke with him in a negotiation tone, Xiang Shuai would definitely transfer his half-elves back without hesitation. After all, fighting with the barbarians is a very troublesome thing.

But now, Yang Dashuan not only uses a commanding tone, but also uses this threatening tone.

If he, Xiang Shuai, is giving in, does it mean that he is afraid of him?

"Everyone has stood up for me. Whoever dares to touch a hair of your hair will fight back without hesitation. I will deal with anything if it happens!" Xiangshuai tilted his head and glanced at the half-elves who were being defeated everywhere and shouted angrily. The half-elves who were originally afraid of their hands and feet because they did not have orders suddenly became bolder. For a moment, a small-scale friction became more and more intense on the city wall, and there was even a tendency to spread throughout the Red City.

Originally, Blatt wanted to stay alone, but he didn't know which guy who was deliberately making trouble threw the stone bump and hit the head of an Orefen giant elephant warrior.

Now, Bemon, who was already full of passion, could no longer watch the show, so he pulled out the scimitar and roared.

This situation is no longer controlled by the three leaders of the rescue army. The already small friction that had already existed was amplified at this time and spread to the entire rescue army.

If it is not stopped as soon as possible, it may lead to the most tragic situation directly - even if the barbarian army does not come to attack Hongcheng, the red city will flow into a river in one day!

The long and dull horns and giant horns made a loud bang on the farmland trails in the wild!

A loud and exciting trumpet sounded from the barbarians' army. The passionate barbarians hid on the ground with their bare feet barefoot, and the soil on the ground was trampled to pieces. Then, these brave barbarians shook their arms hard, and the bronze wrist guards on their arms collided with each other and made a loud noise.

This is a sign before the savage attacks.

Xiangshu and Blatt, who had fought with the barbarians, knew that no one could underestimate the brave barbarians. When 30,000 barbarian infantry had covered the earth, even steel would step into pieces!

But the city was still dead silent.

No one and a half will not doubt it. As long as he turns around to deal with these savages, the damn natives will pick up the blade and cut it into their throats!

To fight against foreign countries, we must first settle the country!

This is Yang Dashuan's most realistic and direct idea. He just wants to drive all these damn half-elves out of this defensive wall. Even if he uses some slightly extreme methods, he is unwilling to fight with these half-elves... Even a fool would not hope that he would be stabbed in the back.

Looking at the barbarians getting closer and closer, there was still no defensive posture in the city, but instead they were more and more prepared for each other.

Under such circumstances, everyone could not help but hold their breath. The situation was critical. As long as any accident occurred, when the barbarians broke open the city gate, they would find corpses on the ground... As for who the survivor was at that time, it was no longer important. After a large internal consumption, even the strong slave warriors could not withstand the impact of 30,000 barbarians.

What's more, the slave warriors who came with the army this time have not even reached one thousand.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The sound of footsteps and the collision of the bronze wristbands rang neatly, like a war drumbeat.

These barbarians walked steadily, comparable to the best war horses. In just a moment, they had already run half a mile away.

And getting closer!

These barbarians do not have any so-called formations or any so-called strategies. The thing they use is the simplest and most rude technique...

A total of 30,000 people rushed up, and bare big footprints were struggling desperately in the wheat fields. A group of fools who seemed to have epilepsy appeared on the green wheat seedlings.

"Rog, please explain clearly! What did you mean by what you said just now!" Xiang Shuai narrowed her eyes and put her hands on the two crescent moon blades around her waist. "I know what I do! You are insulting my elf!"

"Hmph, isn't it?" Yang Dashuan snorted coldly and asked. "Or how did these savages know that we were here! There was not even an hour since we entered the city. How did they discover us? How do you explain it!"

"What's the matter with me?" Xiang Shuai's face turned red. "Why let me explain!"

"Why don't you explain..."

Yang Dashuan was talking, but suddenly he was stunned.

The Grand Duke Kyle who came from the Red City attracted his attention. The Grand Duke became even more embarrassed than when Yang Dashuan discovered him - covered in blood.

The natives and half-elves were also stunned by the Behemoth of the Behemoth, and for a moment, everyone in the Red City was attracted by the great duke.
Chapter completed!