The scorching sun gradually rose into the sky, and the temperature in the southern barbarians rose sharply, but the commotion in the dense forests around the entire battlefield continued.

The four fire elves flew down and threw themselves into the jungle. After devouring the massive desert people and vegetation hidden in the jungle, they gradually dissipated, but left behind a devastated and extremely tragic scene.

After large swathes of trees burned out, they became open spaces. At the same time, the ground that was burned by the scorching sun turned into a glazed paste. In the next countless years, no plants will be able to grow. Therefore, this will

It is a permanent scar on the entire body of the southern barbarian jungle.

No wonder that when the flaming phoenix flaps its wings, the will of the Southern Barbarian jungle will be afraid. It does not care if the plants are destroyed by ordinary means, because with the Southern Barbarian climate and the regeneration ability of the vegetation, it can be completely restored to its original state within a few months, but the Phoenix's

When the flames of destruction pass by, there will truly be no grass growing.

On the command platform outside the eastward stronghold, a white shadow fell straight down from the sky. Then, while the white palace clothes were flying, it gently landed next to Zhao Yu. He stood with his hands behind his back and looked forward with an expressionless face.

"How's it going? Has the scenery of the Ghost Vine Tribe ever satisfied you, aunt?"

Zhao Yu, who was originally sitting cross-legged, slowly stood up from the ground, patted the hem of the emperor's robe, and asked with a smile. Then Empress Wu Zhao Xiu lightly frowned, opened her red lips, and responded:

"Destroyed the blood pool and the building where the deserters live, but let the mole slip away from the ground. The so-called earth god is so timid that I have never even seen him."

"There are also moles in Daxia. They are timid by nature, so it is not surprising that they behave like this."

Zhao Yu stretched out his arms and stretched his muscles from sitting for a long night, and then the faint emperor's voice continued:

"There should be a lot of people in the Ghost Vine Tribe. Perhaps most of the entire wasteland people have gathered here. Without a temporary shelter, there is only one place they can come, and that is to die here!"

After finishing speaking, the young emperor turned around, waved the sleeves of his imperial robe, and shouted:

"Ding Nanhou!"

The old general in armor and helmet took a step forward, clenched his fists and beat his chest, and roared in response:

"Mo will be here!"

"The whole army is ready for battle. The number of charges in the next wave of deserters will be the largest in history. This will be a battle that determines the direction of victory. The entire army, including the Daxia cavalry and the Dharma cultivators, are at your disposal. Give me a direct blow.

Beat to death."

"promise!"

Then the vast sound of horns resounded throughout the sky. From the four strongholds, cavalry troops lined up one by one. Among them were Daxia Qingqi, who were responsible for interfering with pursuit and dividing the battlefield, as well as the strongest troops of the original Leizhou Southern Barbarian Army.

The troops directly under the Li family of King Zhong of the Western Barbarians are the Barbarian Beast Cavalry.

At the forefront of the Savage Rider, the grandson of the Western Barbarian King, Zhong Li Zhan, sat on a Southern Barbarian tyrannosaurus, looking at the endless flat open space in front of him, with an unparalleled fighting spirit in his eyes. As his name suggests, since Lao Xi

After the Barbarian King returned safely, all he could see in his eyes was the infinite desire for battle.

Cutting off the heads of the barren people and conquering the southern barbarians is the family motto of the Western Barbarians. It is also the goal that this young man of the Zhongli family has been striving for for a long time. Now that victory is in sight, how can he not be excited and excited?

The Daxia cavalry, including the Barbarian Cavalry, once again arrayed on the battlefield, which meant that the entire Southern Barbarian expeditionary army had prepared a large wave of deserters to rush through the fifteen-mile death zone washed by arrows, and officially

Preparation for hand-to-hand combat.

Hand-to-hand combat means that the danger index has increased exponentially, which means that when you chop off the heads of the deserters, the casualties will also increase. For the Southern Barbarians, this is the real test of life and death.

Two hours later, at the moment when the sun was directly overhead, the deserters of the Ghost Vine Tribe officially attacked, and the battlefield exploded instantly.

After ordinary deserters were transformed into giants, they were completely tireless and fearless of pain, so that even if they walked for more than two hundred miles in the dense forest, they did not need to make any modifications or supplements, and could directly behave in an extremely crazy manner.

Launched the most ferocious and craziest attack in his life.

The large glazed clearing formed by the burning and raging fire elves was submerged in the blink of an eye by the torrent of crazy deserters. The vast and powerful impact wave of deserters far exceeded the previous number, making the front part look pale.

The faces of the staff members on the command platform were extremely solemn, because they discovered that the attacking deserters who were currently in sight were all old people and women, and there were even a large number of deserter teenagers who were only half the height.

"These old, weak, sick and disabled are the cannon fodder who came to die. They used this to consume the arrows of the Minxiu Archer Battalion, and at the same time tried to attack the human wall of our shield army to provide cover for the subsequent strong main force. This time the deserter attack

Among them, there is a battlefield commander with high ability."

On the high command platform of the stronghold, there was a voice of analysis from the officers of the staff department. Then the staff officers, both young and old, gathered together to discuss. After about a dozen breaths, one of them came to the side of Lao Ding Nanhou.

Report:

"According to the calculations of the Chief of Staff, it is almost impossible to keep all these millions of cannon fodder within fifteen miles with a rain of arrows from all directions just by relying on sensitive archers.

"Ignore that a large number of corpses of deserters can form a shelter to avoid the rain of arrows. If you fire so many bows in a row, all the agility cultivators will fall into a state of exhaustion. At the same time, most of the arrow reserves will be consumed. The most critical thing is that the melee camp

It will enter the stage of hand-to-hand combat earlier than expected, which is extremely disadvantageous!"

"That's what makes it interesting, otherwise it would be boring if you were just a target to be beaten to death."

Old Ding Nanhou nodded, squinted his eyes and looked forward, and then continued:

"These old, weak, sick and disabled people don't even carry wooden throwing spears. Since they want to use these cannon fodder to die and consume, then they should let you die inexplicably. Send the order, and the entire army will be on standby and alert. With an arrow,

They are not allowed to let go. If you don’t want to step through the fifteen miles of death, then let them come and come as much as they want!"

While Lao Dingnan was giving the order, the old and weak cannon fodder at the front officially stepped onto the battlefield that had shed countless blood. They rushed forward one after another. Even after turning into giants, some of them were still extremely powerful.

Thin old deserters stumbled during the charge, and there were also young deserters about the same size as human adults, with red eyes and limbs lying on the ground, crawling like wild beasts.

These all kinds of desert people, without exception, all have one thing in common, that is, they were forcibly transformed into giants and lost their minds. For them, even if they are not torn to pieces by the human army, they will still be destroyed after the mad flower.

Died painfully from exhaustion.

When the wailing songs of the high-level wasteland people started to sound, they were already dead.

The white wave rushed forward very quickly. First, it filled two huge glazed pits bombarded by the Blazing Sun's magical power at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then it climbed out and stepped onto the dazzling scarlet earth.

Fifteen miles into the land of death, and then rushed out of the death zone in full force, officially rushing into the sixty-five mile land that ordinary deserters had never set foot in since the war began.
Chapter completed!