My little country

Amitu is a strong plateau giant, relying on the height of one meter higher than most of his companions, he became the first warrior in the tribe.

Because of this, they are favored by the giant women in the clan, and they have to fight for the addition of the giant clan almost every night.

He is even more regarded as the chosen patriarch, and only waiting for the day when the old patriarch is summoned by the ancestors, it will be Amitu's turn to lead the rise of the plateau giants.

Amitu has always felt that he is special, a natural leader of the giant family.

Otherwise, why would you be so tall than your companions?

He is full of confidence and believes that he is indeed the king of giants!

Until he walked in front of the army and saw Xiao Yu who was finishing his clothes.

He only found out after a crash in his brain...what is there to be proud of himself at sixteen meters?

The giants in front of you are the real giants!Even if they are so far apart, they still put pressure on themselves and others like a mountain!

Facing him, what is the one meter difference between himself and his companions!

Amitu stopped, and when he came back to his senses, he saw that his companions behind him were shaking with fear.

Obviously, witnessing the real giants for the first time had too much impact on their race that claimed to be plateau giants.

"Mato! Aren't we here to trouble the centaur?"

"How come... there is such a tall monster here!"

Amitu frowned and asked the commander of the coalition forces, an extraordinary beast that has been filthy with the centaur clan-Mato the Lion of the Storm.

In fact, Mato, the lion of the wind at this time, also looked dazed and at a loss.

It spent three full years traveling around the plateau, contacting fellow people who were dissatisfied with the Centaur tribe and gathered to form a coalition.

I was not ashamed to ask a wise man from the human tribe, and this made the plan of finally launching an offensive raid on the Centaur Clan of Marsha City.

No, they had just set up camp in a hidden valley along the way, and they heard waves of earthquake-like waves coming from the direction of Marsha City and coming from the earth.

Worried about what weird the centaur people were doing, they hurriedly assembled and rushed over.

As a result, the centaur scout didn't meet a single one, but he saw a giant standing up as tall as a hill!

Such a giant has an extraordinary aura reaction, even if it is the lion of wind Mato, who has reached the second-level extraordinary strength, he is afraid of it, and his heart beats a drum.

Facing the question of the plateau giant, the old lion blushed, but he didn't know how to answer.

"Oh, did they stop?"

Xiao Yu turned his head and saw these messy coalition forces. He was as cautious as he was, but instead of running over alone, he waved his hand to give orders to let the God Guards and the extraordinary savages line up down the mountain.

At the same time, the Andean Condor also rose into the sky from the valley, and looked down to see if there was any ambush.

"The number of people is about 20,000. There are monsters, humans, oh, and plateau giants."

"This coalition is really as messy as its formation."

"It's just that the strength is weak. There are only more than two hundred bodies with extraordinary auras. The strongest ones are the lion and the male giant?"

After Xiao Yu confirmed the strength of this boldly unknown force through the Andean Condor, he became bolder.

But still let the Shenwei Army approach the coalition with him.

In addition, the rappels placed at the top of Marsha City have also been deployed, ready to attack.

It is foreseeable that as long as there is a disagreement, it will inevitably be a meteor shower waiting for the past!

"What are you here for!"

Tuhal, who was familiar with the plateau, was selected by Xiao Yu as the messenger, and stepped on the flying disc, floating in the sky 20 meters in the eyes of Xiaoren Guo.

Just enough to overlook Amitu, the tallest plateau giant there.

Tuhar asked him several times in plateau language, continental language and even plateau barbarian language.

The other side understands it, but you look at me and I look at you, not knowing how to answer.

After a while, the old lion finally plucked up the courage and walked out.

Tuhar recognized the old lion, and he couldn't help but tremble when he saw him.

"This is Mato the Lion of Wind? My father once mentioned that it is an extraordinary Warcraft who runs across the west of the plateau and often attacks the centaur tribe."

"It is one of the oldest second-level supernatural beasts in the plateau area, and one of the fastest-running beasts on the ground. It is reported that the Centaur race has mobilized 100,000 cavalry but failed to encircle it."

"Once it passed through my tribe, my father led the whole family to kneel next to it all day and night, waiting for it to eat up the tribe's adult animals, and then he got up."

"Unexpectedly, I have the opportunity to stand and look down on such an extraordinary beast in my life!"

"And... seeing it look terrified!"

Tuhar looked at the lion of the gale, relying on the tiger's skin of the giant, once again deeply felt how wise and correct the decision to join the city of miracles was.

"Respected outsider." The old lion is not stupid. Although the news is blocked, he does not know what happened outside the plateau. He can also guess after seeing the army equipment and giants in the city of miracles. These people are definitely not centaur. A family.

They will only come from outside the plateau!

"We are here to find the King of Centaur Tutu, and ask for a lost item."

The old lion said this, glanced at the giant who was wearing a helmet and could not see his expression, and looked at Tuhar again.

Tuhar received Xiao Yu's secret words and replied: "Then you will be disappointed."

"The centaur kings have been defeated by my miraculous city, and their kings have already rectified the law on the spot."

"Tutu died?"

The old lion glanced at the direction of Marsha City unexpectedly. He didn't expect that the plateau had changed during this time.

But... Fortunately, these outsiders are enemies of the Centaur race. They should be able to retreat without grievances and enemies.

"Good death!" The plateau giant Amito slapped his chest and ran and interjected: "So there is no need to waste my clan's holy artifacts!"

"We also came to trouble the Centaur race! I didn't expect to be attacked by you first!"

"But that's okay, let's go back first."

The plateau giant Amitu patted his chest and said, without knowing it, the old lion stared at the giant like a fool.

"In addition to height, this giant... can really be the leader of a clan?"

The old lion sighed and noticed that the giant over there clearly pierced his eyes after hearing the word sacred object.

It knows... they are in big trouble!

This group of invaders with unknown origins, but powerful enough to destroy the entire Marsha City, is obviously already motivated!

No way!

At this time, they must show their strength and deter their greed!

Let them consider the possible price!