Several dull impact sounds.

The three highlanders roared sharply with wolf roars, red eyes, as if they had seen their father-killing enemies slashing Gorkin.

Only attack, no defense.

Gorkin was beaten in a hurry for a moment. The shadow of the wind swayed hazy sword shadows in his hands, constantly colliding with the snow-patterned iron scimitars in the hands of three ten thousand men, splashing out large pieces of Mars.

The commanders of the Highlanders are at least senior and extraordinary fifth-level combat power.

Gorkin had excellent combat power, could easily suppress a ten thousand men and fight against two ten thousand men and team up. However, the three ten thousand men and women rushed forward like desperately. With Gorkin's strength, he was beaten a little embarrassed and couldn't help but retreat seven or eight steps backwards.

Joe, who stood by the big hole he had blasted out, suddenly showed his figure behind Gorkin.

He giggled and hooked his finger at the three fiercely rushing highlanders: "Hey, miscellaneous people, it's yours that ran to Tulun Port and blasted it all over the night of mid-autumn?"

"You damn miscellaneous...you shouldn't be attacking the civilians!"

Qiao clenched his fists with both hands, and his fists collided hard, making a loud noise like a roar of cannons, and a burst of air exploded between his fists.

Three ten thousand men saw Qiao suddenly.

A shrill and furious wolf roar sounded in their minds.

"Blasphemer!" A wild, vague, and silly voice sounded in the minds of the three ten thousand men, the commanders, centuries beside them, and the many highland warriors behind them.

A trace of strange power spurted out from the eyes of the three ten thousand men, turning into blood light visible to the naked eye of the mortal, and landed heavily on Qiao... Above Qiao's head, a faint blood-colored air column rushed up more than ten feet high. Above the air column was a bloody grinning, and the extremely ferocious wolf head kept roaring and yelling.

Seeing this Qi column and seeing the wolf-headed highlander above the Qi column... it was completely crazy.

"Blasphemer! The enemy of the wolf king Wall!" The Highlanders warriors roared wildly and roared. They left Gorkin, regardless of the nearby Imperial Army officers and soldiers, and rushed towards Joe with all their strength, just like flies smelling blood.

Qiao widened his eyes and looked at these crazy highlanders in horror.

Then, he quickly remembered the wolf king authority that Ram had given him!

One percent of the power of the Wolf King... Damn Ram, the power came from the wrong way - could it be that he forcibly plundered from the plateau Wol, or cut off part of the power to bless Joe?

The plateau wolf king Wall, the legendary terrifying existence that is indescribable, unexplained, unpredictable, and incomprehensible.

In other words? Wol, the plateau wolf king, is like Muteste.

He is...'God'!

Joe...had he gained one percent of the power of ‘God’?

"I... fuck!" Qiao instantly spoke up a dozen of the most exquisite and exciting greetings in the seven or eight dialects of the Medland continent that he knew. He greeted Ram and Wall with enthusiasm all the possible female or female relatives.

Three senior and extraordinary fifth-level ten thousand men rushed over? Three shiny snow-patterned iron scimitars slashed down with a shrill sound of wind.

Qiao has a gloomy face? He clenched his fists with both hands, and was about to fight back with all his might...

A terrible aura surged from behind Joe, and Marcos, who held the axe in his hands, rushed out silently. His body, which had suddenly expanded from about eight feet high, had suddenly expanded to about twelve feet.

Marcos rushed to Joe, took a step, and blocked Joe behind her with a huge body? Then he slashed with a big axe the size of a door panel in his hand!

Blood Axe Marcos? Level 6 extraordinary? Daily physical strength of 53 million pounds? He also has an extreme 80% of the hill Titan bloodline... His strong blow? A dark yellow semi-arc cold light swept out from the axe? It was like a small hill, hitting the three ten thousand men.

Three sounds of ‘Dang Dang Dang Dang’.

The three snow-patterned iron scimitars were violently shaking and twisting wildly. The palms of the three ten thousand men exploded, and the scimitar flew out of their hands? They fluttered and flew backwards with a trembling sound.

The dark yellow cold light was as heavy as a mountain? It hit the three ten thousand men's captains heavily.

The well-made armor on their bodies twisted and collapsed, and was crushed into a discus by the heavy cold light.

The bodies of the three ten thousand men... were like little chickens hit by a huge millstone? They turned into three meatballs, flying backwards with a dull sound of breaking through the air.

They bumped into the highland warriors rushing behind them, and hundreds of highland warriors burst into pieces like bones. The hissing sound was terrible and was hit by their boss at the head and flew backwards.

More than a hundred twisted human bodies were flying in the air, and the deep yellow cold light swept forward half a mile and then it slashed heavily on the ground.

The earth shook slightly, and a loud bang was heard, and the hard frozen land was torn a crescent-shaped crack that was two or three hundred feet long, seven or eight feet wide, and dozens of feet deep.

The axe Marcos slashed without any sharpness, only absolute violence and absolute power.

He didn't seem to be slashing people with a sharp battle axe, but instead he was slapping violently with a heavy mace.

"Marcos...you rob me of my military achievements!" Qiao muttered powerlessly.

After taking up the courses in the Military University for more than half a month, Qiao, who won the first place in the monthly exam, knew clearly that killing a ten thousand men in the highlander was enough to allow any Imperial Army officer with the rank of colonel and below to be promoted to the next level on the spot!

Qiao is now the Imperial Army Major.

If he could kill three highlanders' commanders and be promoted to colonel directly, he might be suppressed... but he would be promoted to lieutenant colonel directly, and he would record three great achievements in military merits, laying a solid foundation for future promotions, that would be absolutely fine.

Marcos smiled silly, raised his right foot, and stepped on a rushing commander to the ground with one kick.

The ground trembled slightly again, and the unlucky Qianfu Chang's whole body fell into frozen soil. His body twitched for a moment and could no longer move.

"Mr. Qiao, your safety is the most important." Marcos muttered seriously: "Military merits, the puppy we killed should also be considered your military merits, right? We are yours."

Several black figures rushed from behind very quickly. The Hydra Secret Guards wearing black leather tight soft armor flew past Qiao and others. A cold voice dropped a sentence: "That is the past...now the new rules of the Imperial Army, the enemy that must be killed with their own hands to calculate military merits."

Joe kicked Marcos hard on the calf: "Marcos, you are on the front line of the Lulai Plain, don't you even know any military rules? This is a newly formulated military rules twenty years ago to prevent the nobles from going to the army to gilt and make military achievements!"

Marcos was stunned and shrugged: "When I was in the army... who cares about military rules or something?"

Qiao was speechless and could only shake his head.

The Hydra Secret Guards galloped forward, and they soared into the air and faced the Wolf Temple warriors with extraordinary sixth level strength.

More than a dozen highlanders and thousands of commanders led a large group of highland warriors to roar like wild animals, and continued to rush towards Qiao.

Above the blood-colored air column above Qiao's head, the hideous wolf head kept making a shrill roar, attracting the attention of countless highland warriors and evil wolves from far and near.

The highlanders, especially the evil wolf with tails, all gave up the Imperial Army around them as if they were injected with chicken blood. They ignored the bullets and swords that were shooting at them, and just gritted their teeth and rushed towards Qiao.

The situation on the entire battlefield changed instantly, and Qiao seemed to be the center of a vortex, with groups of highlanders and wolves, no matter how far or near, racing towards this direction.

Nearby, there were only hundreds of Imperial soldiers directly under Gorkin.

And dozens of times the enemy is flying towards us.

They rushed in, completely isolating the imperial army on the left and right wings.

On this short half of the battlefield, a huge number of enemies were inexplicably formed to siege Joe and Gorkin hundreds of people.

Three war airships hovered overhead, and several messengers kept waving their flags to spread the changes here to the entire battlefield.

The Imperial Army officers and soldiers who were directly under Gorkin wanted to join Gorkin, but a large number of highlanders and evil wolves from all directions continued to gather, and the two sides strangled into a group. The Imperial Army officers and soldiers who had almost exhausted the assault rifles and bullets in their hands were difficult to break through the obstacles of the highlanders in a short period of time.

Although the Imperial Army has won the entire battlefield.

However, in Joe and Gorkin, there was a weak situation in some areas. Thousands of crazy highlanders and more than ten times the number of evil wolf hysterical counterattacks immediately caused heavy losses to the Imperial Army on this small battlefield.

In the direction of Wolf Tooth Castle, Salian's pre-arranged reserve team began to charge.

There were also hundreds of thousands of Imperial soldiers holding flintlock rifles lined up in neat linear shooting arrays, accompanied by the neat sound of "dongdong" war drums, and rushed towards the battlefield with neat steps.

On the north and south of the battlefield, two cavalry units with a size of more than 10,000 people waved their cold sabers and roared at full speed towards the battlefield.

As long as you persist for half a quarter of an hour, the Imperial Army reserve team will be able to enter the battlefield with the pressure of Mount Tai and completely destroy the coming highlanders.

But half a quarter of an hour...

Several warriors in thick armored armor suddenly rushed out of the crowd. They roared in a low voice and swung their weapons towards Qiao.

Marcos waved his battle axe and greeted them.

Amid the dull sound of weapons, several Wolf Temple warriors were forced back by Marcos' heavy axe, but several deep wounds appeared on Marcos' belly and thighs, and blood kept flowing down.

"Sixth level... Young Master Qiao... retreat!"

Marcos roared loudly and waved back hard.

Qiao narrowed his eyes, and he looked at the rich scarlet evil spirit that appeared again on the battlefield around him, and strided towards several sixth-level wolf temple warriors.

"Sixth level? Kill one, can I be promoted to colonel?"
Chapter completed!