Reverend Insanity

The weather is getting colder, the winds are blowing wild grass ups and downs, and the herds are restless.

The smell of a 10-year blizzard has begun.

The great North Plains are a pack of deer hunting, and the peaks smoke.

Mirror lake.

Ma Jia Jun, and Song Jia are officially at war.

After three or four lines of defense had been erected, the two armies opposed each other.

In the Ma family's tent, Ma family chief Ma Shang Feng sat in the main position, and his depressed gaze looked far away. He saw only the opposite Song family army, the army was well organized, the army was ambitious, and the military might was weaker than its own, but it was never easy to overcome.

“Lord Alliance, please let me fight and kill the enemy generals to revitalize the army! ”

“Alliance master, Fischer is at war. ”

“This first battle is none of my business. Nobody argues with me! ”

In the King's Book, the strong magicians have been fighting. They have already rubbed their hands with friction. They are impatient.

Marchant Peak looked around and looked at Feisheng and Zenghu.

They were both four-turner magicians, Fischen was a woodward, and after the Ma family annexed the Fischer family, they surrendered the man. Cheng Tiger is the path of change, coming from the family. Families were subdued by the Ma family at the Heroes' Congress and are now the second most important force in the Ma family army.

Ma Shang Feng turned his mind and smiled at the tiger. “Then the tiger went to war and revitalized my heart. ”

Cheng Tiger overjoyed and hurried for a gift and went straight to the front of the two armies.

“Hey, I'm a tiger. Who dares die?” Cheng Tiger shouted.

“Crazy! Let Su Yi teach you a lesson!” From the army of the Song Dynasty came a strong man.

Cheng Tiger didn't say anything, he jumped at it.

Boom, boom...

Both of them were brave and resounding. The two shadows intertwined with each other at no time, and the mud and grass in the circle flew.

Both armies, gathered together and watched.

Low-order magicians waver, while the stronger the higher-ranking magicians heat up their blood.

Takao Kitahara, the magicians are bleeding with warrior blood in their bones!

“Felson, go to war!” Fischen roared and the tiger's eyes lit up. He is a new descendant, holding his strength long enough to express his loyalty.

Marchant Peak nodded with a smile and promised him.

When Fischer came out, the Song army immediately dispatched a general to join Fischer.

The two men had just fought for three rounds, and Suddenly the tiger shouted, and the whole man burst into an eye-catching orange light.

After the orange light scattered, he turned into a giant elephant-sized tiger king!

Cheng Tiger is the magician of the path of change. In normal combat, only local changes are made, forming tiger tails, claws, skins, etc. Once it's all changed, it's a kill move!

This is also the advantage of the Path of Change - every Path of Change magician can have at least one kill move by saving up all the tricks!

Su Yi panicked and backed away.

The tiger king jumped over and Su Yi rushed to move the trick. At the first stroke of Qianjun, he risked avoiding it.

Neither did the Tiger King turn around, but he threw the tiger's tail.

Tiger's tail was like a steel whip, dumped in the sky and immediately threw out an explosion.

Su Yi hastily prompted the defensive maneuvers and covered them with a mask.

But the tiger whip attacked and landed on the mask, suddenly smashing the mask.

The defense was destroyed, and Su Yi was repelled by the insect and vomited blood. He hastily retreated, but it was too late.

A fierce storm swept in, and the next moment he saw a big tiger with his mouth spread over his head.

Chop-chop!

Tiger King took a hard bite and directly bit Su Yi's head.

Chenghu wins, wins the first round for the horses!

At one time, all the senior members of the Song family had a slight emotional appearance, and the horses cheered up and down.

“Victory! All right, here we go. Half the success! Today our army will prevail!” In the King's Book, Ma Yingjie held his fist tight, his eyes glaring, and his heart was so excited.

And on another battlefield...

On a vast battlefield, the sound of one side's killings swept through the sky and the flag flew. On the other hand, the military formation is shaking, morale is low and there are signs of collapse.

“Lord of the League, the other side is too strong to stop! ”

“Let's get out of here...”

“Being handsome, cares about attitude at trial. At this moment, the Liu family is like a tiger. Our army is very difficult to fight. ”

Several high-ranking magicians argued and panicked.

Robert looked around and smiled bitterly: "Retreat? Gentlemen, where else can we go? This is our last line of defense. Alas... that's it, which defensive line has supported Liu Wenwu for three days since our war? The opponent is too strong, his sex has dropped! ”

Robert Army was severely injured in World War I by Liu Wenwu, Mo Li Maniac and others. He never slowed down.

These days, Luo's army failed more than enough, leaving him with little effort, and unable to return home. He is fully aware of the enormous power gap between our enemies and our hearts and minds and is no longer ambitious.

Upon hearing from the Roberts, the high-ranking magicians were relieved. They obstructed the vow of venom, which was not clear, but since the Robert army had offered to surrender itself, that would be fine.

The order to surrender quickly passed, and the battle was quickly settled.

“Hahaha, I told you, as long as we three brothers work together, we can trample the world!” Mullion looked up and laughed proudly.

Liu Wenwu smiled and his heart was filled with great joy.

The Liu Allies have won!

The next step is to annexe the enemy, harvest the captives, expand the army, and begin the journey!

……

The hills.

Panthers roared and fought bloody battles with the rats.

Instead, the double-headed army's magicians became companions.

Nurtu carried his hands and stood proud, surrounded by the leopards of the beast, showing all seriousness.

Opposite his opponent, Jiang Mountain Teeth, one of the recognized slave masters of Beiyuan, is sweaty and pale.

“Jiang Bingfang, you have lost. Do you know where you lost? You have too many mice, up to 650,000. Soldiers are not expensive, so are the herds of beasts. Today in the First World War, you will become the footstone of my famous North Plains!” Nurtu spoke softly, sounding calm all over everyone's ears.

“No, I haven't lost yet. I still have the cards!” Jiangxun teeth scream hysterically, "let me show you my long-held slave slaughter - the plague of rats! ”

Speeches have just fallen, hundreds of thousands of mice have exploded simultaneously.

Panthers were killed and wounded in successive explosions.

The earth is trembling slightly, the turf flies, the mudslides splash, a lot of yellow poison gas, and so on.

Surviving leopards, under the cover of this poison gas, suddenly become ill, slow to move and have reduced their fighting power.

On the contrary, the mice of Jiangmu teeth, but in the yellow poison gas, are safe and have no effect at all.

“Ha ha ha, the last winner is my teeth! Young man, if you want to step on top of my body, you have to practice for another 500 years!” Jiangxun teeth laughed.

“Hmm! I was trying to hide it. No wonder you wanted to die.” Nurtu snorted coldly and a smile appeared on his face.

He shouted, "Kill - Leopard Clash! ”

Ho!

The leopards roared and stormed like no other.

“This?!” Jiangxun teeth stared at each other, and the battle power of the Leopards had increased more than tripled, reaching an alarming eight times faster!

Under the gaze of all, the Leopards rushed out of the area covered with yellow poison gas, breathing fresh air, like a terrible tsunami, drowning everything and devouring everything!

……

Unicorn.

A great war is over.

Red flames roll over, and the whole battlefield becomes a flaming sea.

In the midst of the Fire, he stood proudly as a magician, as if the Fire God had come to the world.

He plays with the flames in his hands and transforms them into various forms. His elongated eyes look around the magicians, and his voice is so cold in the scorching sea of fire: “It is an honor to defeat under the fire of my peak. Surrender, or you will be made of coke with this lowly green grass. ”

The magicians around them looked at each other with a loss of soul.

After a few breaths, he fell on his knees.

“Me, us... willing to surrender...”

……

After the Negroes defeated the Eastern army and won their first victory, successive wars on the battlefields of the North Plains also fell behind.

Losers, have not lost everything, have surrendered, have fled, have re-elected the forces of dependence. In the early days of this royal battle, there is hope and possibility.

The winner, who annexes the weak, gets a lot of war money and strengthens himself.

The countless corpses of beasts, magicians, and ordinary mortals will be turned into grassland nourishment, and in the days to come they will sink into cold snow, and there will never be a day to come.

The king loses!

After more than a dozen days of rest in Grasshop, Blackroof Rand absorbed the surrenderers, expanding its military strength by 60% and embarked on a journey.

This time, he's targeting Kansai.

The ancient army is stationed there because of its weakness and is a good target for the expansion of the Black Rural army.

Seven days later, the black army opposed the ancient army.

The First World War Ancients were invincible, losing big time. Ancient Alliance lord Ancient Dragon decisively ordered that three defensive lines should be abandoned and tortoised into his home camp.

Black Lu Lan laughed, led the army, crushed the momentum, propelled all the way.

But when he came to the final battlefield, he stared at him and said to the right and left: "How is there a mountain here? ”

The ancient army, even if it is not helpful, also has unique means. They settled in the hills and laid numerous traps at the foot of the mountain. Himself in high spirits, taking great advantage. The intention to guard against death is obvious.

On several occasions, the Black Army was repelled, leaving a large number of bodies behind.

Fangyuan watched coldly, did not do his best, use the wolves, only do surface kung fu. Coupled with the bushes in the mountains, it was difficult for the wolves to mount their forces. Instead, they were divided and slaughtered. As a result, progress in the war situation has been slow.

In particular, the ancient army has continued to pour mountains, causing the mountain to grow higher and higher.

Blackhouse Ramblanc was furious: “The ancient dragon is as stubborn as rumors. After my victory, I must step at his feet! ”

Nevertheless, the military situation is still not optimistic.

Simply rolling stones thrown by hand have the power to attack a whirlwind after falling.

“If I'd known, I wouldn't have eaten this hard bone!” Black Lulan has been discharged, and at that point, there was a man outside the battalion.

This man came to Black House Lane with a letter: “My husband is too white to be trusted by the letter of the benefactor to help you. ”

Blackhouse Lan Daxi grabbed someone's hands: “There's an old gentleman in charge, and there's a big thing to be done! ”

PS: Still in the design outline, the battle for the King's Court in Beiyuan is too long, intending to compress it and enter the King's Court as soon as possible. There is too much involved and it needs to be considered repeatedly. Sorrow, it tortures me to death! Today, for the time being, Wanwangjun Haihan 1, 2.