Many of the 800 cavalrymen walked out of the garrison, making the people watching the fun make noise. The whispered people exchanged their own opinions. The garrison with a little eyesight could see that something was wrong. This was the queue of soldiers who went to war, which was low, depressed, majestic, and mighty. You could feel the strong murderous aura and suffocation surrounding the team from a distance.

This is an uncompromising attitude, an attitude of willing to fight to the death, rather than seeking humbly to survive. This is an attitude of the deserted people who are willing to use blood to exaggerate their lives for dignity. The eight hundred cavalry have emerged from the momentum of the iron army, which makes every wilderness see different perceptions. How long has it been since the failure of the Southern Expedition?

The battle formation of thousands of cavalrymen was filled with endless fighting spirit, which shocked the leaders of the tribe who were waiting to share them. The horns of vicissitudes sounded continuously on the cliffs, which was an alarm for encountering a great enemy. Countless warriors with white skeletons on their faces appeared on the cliffs to guard against cavalry attacks.

In the eyes of countless deserted people, the Blood Sea Alliance was extremely ridiculous. The team of less than a thousand people actually made the 100,000 Blood Sea Alliance so nervous, but no one laughed. Look at the fear on the faces of the warriors guarding the market. Maybe, can the cavalry team really do it?

Because there is a ghost in my heart, the leaders of various tribes spontaneously gathered the army originally used to resist the underground army under the powerful posture shown by the cavalry. On the steep cliff, they were guarding against a cavalry with almost no siege force. It was also a strange thing to be placed in the history of the wilderness for three hundred years.

In order to deal with the underground attack on the Giant Canyon, the Blood Sea Alliance piled up 60% of its military power on the cliffs at the exit of the canyon. There were countless rolling stones on both sides of the cliffs inside the canyon. You could see rows of 7 or 8 meters high trenchers and giant crossbows from a distance. Although the methods were primitive, their lethality would not be faked.

For the first time, so many troops were on guard, making the cliffs more noisy than the market. The crowds of people gathered together endlessly. I don’t know whether they were watching the fun or preparing for war. Some people think that the Blood Sea Alliance is making a big deal, but those with a little vision know that when the Blood Sea Alliance plots against the Quanteng tribe cavalry, they forget one thing. The ability of others to seize so many weapons and chariots means that they have defeated the underground people on the battlefield, and even the underground people can defeat them. Are they afraid that these cowards who think about surrendering all day long?

It was precisely because of this that after the cavalry formed a strict queue, they were panicked and many people regretted it. Why did they greed for those small profits that led to a situation of defeating the dead?

Most of the 100,000 troops in the Blood Sea Alliance had just gotten up and were about to take lunch boxes to the cafeteria to get a piece of shit food that even gerbils didn't want to smell. For the warriors of the desert, wasn't the reason they came here to help with defense was to be able to eat three meals a day? As for washing their faces and brushing their teeth? Stop teasing, not to mention that the water source is so precious, even if there is countless water, will the desert wash away the skeleton totem that represents their identity?

Even the food is unpalatable, it is food. No one wants to go to war before dinner. Under the convening order of the Blood Sea Alliance, the soldiers of the desert complained that they put down their bowls and picked up simple weapons to go to the predetermined battlefield. But when they saw that there was no underground army under the cliff, there were only a few hundred cavalrymen who drove out of the camp. The disappointment and anger in their hearts immediately made them scream and scold. The person they called was naturally the leader who disturbed their meal. As for the dignity of the leader, is the leader who thought of surrendering all day long?

On one side, there was murderous intent, and the queue was as strict as one person. On the other side, there were noisy and chaotic people. The market was sandwiched in the middle suddenly became numb. If there was no comparison, the deserted people in the market could accept the hustle and bustle of the army on the cliff. Aren’t the soldiers of the deserted people all like this for hundreds of years? But with the comparison of cavalry, everything was gone, and many people couldn’t help but worry about the Blood Sea Alliance, at least their tribe was also part of the Blood Sea Alliance.

A nervous aura filled the exit of the Giant Canyon. Compared with the noisy and noisy cliffs, the cavalry who had already lined up outside the station looked at the peak of the most central team. The peak was uncomfortable riding on a monster with a ferocious green scale and a kirin-shaped monster. The monster's head was stacked with shells, and the anti-moon-shaped horns extended from its forehead. The four golden pupils irritatedly glanced at the black riding beasts around who dared not approach, and were unwilling to snort like thunder.

The standard barbarian beast of the Blue Scale Beast is equivalent to the middle level of the Galla. It is the most unruly. Almost no one can tame it in the wilderness. Although the attack method is simple and barbaric, it has unimaginable combat power. Even ordinary large tribes are unwilling to provoke it. The Blue Scale Beast is a naturally arrogant guy. Even if he has been fed since he was a child, he will not tame it. Kunshan once wanted to ride the majestic Blue Scale Beast to kill all directions. He tried his best to get a green scaled beast and fed it at an unimaginable price. However, he never thought that the Blue Scale Beast was unwilling to tame it at all. He could only be a military battle beast and released it to kill at a critical moment.

The manic and unruly green scaled beast was once the totem in the hearts of the wilderness warriors. In their eyes, the cruelty and unruly green scaled beasts, and their incomparable nature are symbols of the central wilderness. Now, the totem in the hearts of the wilderness warriors in the middle wilderness are obediently convinced Gao Feng, which made his position among the cavalry again, almost surpassing the young clan leader Kunshan. In fact, Gao Feng wanted to tell them that the green scaled beast was very obedient and could ride casually as long as its power exceeded the regret army.

Compared to the riding beast, the green scale beast is not tall, with a petite and majestic body. The muscles under the scales contain extremely powerful power, making the peaks of riding the green scale beast far shorter out of thin air. Even so, it would not prevent the surrounding cavalry from taking him as the center.

Kunshan rode a tall beast that was more than twice as big as other beasts, following Gao Feng, looking at the chaos on the cliffs in the distance disdainfully. His eyes moved to Gao Feng's back, and he immediately released a strong luster of worship. The man in front of him not only had powerful power, but also had a vision that a wilderness would never have. The most important thing is that he also had a strong heart for a warrior. He did not need to give charity from others and directly plundered the enemy's corpses. Is there any better words than this? He is truly a Western lion.

"Okay, I've seen enough fun. Let's go, hoping to come back for supper..."

Gao Feng looked at the farce boredly, and recognized the order to go out lightly. The sound was not loud. In the huge team, everyone could hear it clearly. Suddenly, the strict queue started like a machine running, but the direction of the advance was not the Giant Canyon, but the direction of the underground invasion.

The place chosen by the cavalry was endless wilderness, which was beyond everyone's expectations. In their opinion, this should have been the stupid persecution of the Blood Sea Alliance, which led to the tense confrontation between the two sides. In the end, it should be the stupid tribal leader who compromised the brave cavalry, sent a large amount of supplies, and asked them to continue to guard the gate of the Giant Canyon. Why did the script suddenly change? Should these brave cavalry abandon the base camp of the deserted people and leave?

On the cliff and under the cliff, all watched the cavalry dazed toward the endless wilderness, and the desolate horns sounded in the middle of the cavalry. The next moment, the rigorous formation began to split, and a team of hundreds of people spread around like branches of a river, forming a battle line that impacted the vision, and like an invisible large net, killing all the enemies in front of them.

"The enemy is strong, not a reason for us to escape. We will continue to stay here and wait for death. We will carry the glory of our ancestors. The wilderness rises in the wilderness, and rely on these brave warriors to shed their blood. What are you waiting for..."

Not everyone is a coward, and the wild people are still brave and brave in their bones. However, the continuous blows over the years have caused the wild people to be broken. When encountering irresistible disasters, the first thing that comes to mind is to live. Once you are lucky, you will no longer have the courage to forge ahead in the barren land. Finally, a large man with a giant axe on his back and nearly two meters high stood up and shouted loudly.

This magnificent and burly deserted man was a little famous in the market. Many young deserted warriors stood up to support him. At this time, someone said:

"Four years ago, in order to achieve the honor of my ancestors, I sent out four strongest sons, and none of them came back. During the Great Famine three years ago, my three thinnest sons also starved to death. Now there is only one son who is still breastfeeding. I am now thirty-nine, and I just want the only son to grow up. If I die, who can he count on?"

This is also a burly man with a deserted man. The years and the wind and sand of the wilderness made his face full of wrinkles, and his clothes were covered with old scars. No one thought he was a coward. The once powerful warrior only had a turbid heart left in his eyes. He was also supported by many people, all of whom were men with families.

The two of them broke the neutrality of the market. Because of the bravery of the cavalry, some people wanted to stand up and support, but more people were silly at the silence. At this time, a young man with fluff on his chin and ragged clothes hid aside, secretly watching the camel beast not far away without anyone taking care of him. The camel beast belonged to the bipedal bird in the ground. There were many children similar to the teenagers in the market, all of whom were survivors who escaped the destruction of the tribe. They did not have superb skills and strong bodies, and were destined to be beggars and thieves in the market. Obviously, the teenager found his ideal goal.

Seeing the opportunity, the boy rushed out of the corner like a crazy rabbit, jumping onto a roaring roar with his legs, and exerting force on his legs, driving the roar to rush out of the market, which immediately aroused anger. Many people were knocked away by the roar, and more people chased him from behind, trying to cut the thief into pieces. The boy drove the roar to unimaginable flexibility, bypassing the guardians who came to stop him, and seized the opportunity from time to time to grab food and water bags from stalls along the way, and finally picked up a sharp bone spear arranged on the shelves.

The boy's crazy behavior disrupted the quarrel between the two sides. Someone screamed heart-wrenchingly. It was his rogue. The strong man who had previously shouted was irritated. He grabbed a gun and was about to shoot the boy, but was grabbed by the middle-aged and elderly man who quarreled with him.
Chapter completed!