The Master of Crazy Lion stopped his subordinates, squinted his eyes and stared at the old man with white hair, "Since your subordinates think that our soldiers' lives are worthless, then the next attack will be done, your Wolf Tooth Legion will fight alone, so let us see how strong the Wolf Tooth Legion is!"

The old silver-haired man smiled bitterly and said, "Don't care, my subordinate is an idiot, and he can't speak at all!" As he said that, he turned around and glared, and shouted, "Don't you know what the situation is now? I'm talking nonsense here? Why don't you get out of here quickly!?"

The man also knew that he had said the wrong thing, but as a general, he recognized the wrong face and could only force himself to hold on, snorted, glared at the general on the Crazy Lion's side, and walked out strode.

The old silver-haired man slowly stood up and said, "I was shocked that the vanguard army was destroyed. But I also had many questions when I was shocked. Where did this sudden force come from? Why can it control such a large number of monsters? Why did they go against the Empire?"

Blood Python chuckled and said, "Marson, you are useless to ask us what you said. We are just soldiers, and the duty of soldiers is to obey orders. The order we get is to eliminate the bandits occupying the Blue Mountain Town. But judging from the current situation, the opponent's power has exceeded our estimates. What we should consider now is not who they are and where to come from. Instead, we should think about what weaknesses the other party has, how to eliminate the other party, and even whether we should ask the empire for help!"

The old silver-haired man nodded and said, "You are right, but we have too little information. The other party's manipulation of monsters is extremely accurate, the number is terrifying, the land and air cooperation is clear, and the division of labor is not afraid of death. The people who operate their combat obviously have a clever strategic vision and means. If we cannot defeat them at once, we may be bitten and suffer heavy trends!"

Before he finished speaking, an adjutant of the Wolf Tooth Legion rushed to the command post and reported. "General! The tide of monsters is coming! There are too many, and our magic corps can't grasp the specific number!"

The old man frowned and strode out of the handsome tent.

In front of a temporarily erected magic circle specially used for large-scale observation in the human camp, two hundred great magicians were already on standby on both sides.

The blue light flashed, and a huge water curtain appeared, and a bird's-eye view of dozens of miles appeared on the water curtain.

This magical projector clearly shows a large number of white waves running towards their camp like a flood. The turbulent momentum is simply comparable to the water magic waterfall technique.

The top of the wolves had reached several miles away, and the wolf packs could almost be seen running in the camp.

The Bailang did not go straight to the heavily defended military camp, but split into two, automatically split into two strands, and acted as if he wanted to go around the military camp and rush to the hinterland of the empire.

The old wolf-fang's eyes suddenly became sharp and he shouted: "Now is the time for the three legions to fight for the empire! The number of wolves is so large that once they enter the hinterland, the consequences will be unimaginable. Blood Python, Mad Master, and Wolf-fang. Now it's time for the three legions to show their own strength!"

"Yes! Marshal!" Although the three legions usually have some conflicts, they are all the most loyal legions of the empire. When facing a common enemy, they will naturally obey orders in such an arrangement.

All the generals saluted each other and turned around and ran towards their legion base.

The man from the Crazy Lion was the most impatient. The yellow light flashed on his body and directly activated the magic power to accelerate. A rumbling sound disappeared in front of everyone.

The white-faced man with blood python showed a disdainful smile on his lips. He raised his hand slightly. A magician immediately chanted a spell beside him and delivered the magic props for the call to his hands.

The white-faced man in the blood python whispered a series of orders, while slowly leading the people to the legion.

On the front line of the camp, the five hundred veterans of the Wolf Fang Legion who were defending were ready.

The defense line was surrounded by a fence made of thick wooden spears, and five huge crossbows were aimed at the direction of the wolf pack. Everyone was holding spears and waiting for the battle.

They had received orders from the central army that the enemy's Warcraft troops were approaching quickly, and they had to hold on to the defense line, because reinforcements from the rear would take as fast as twenty minutes to arrive.

"Enemy attack!"

On the lookout, a young soldier just shouted loudly, and the dense white wolf pack had already rushed towards their positions.

"Bandit! Shoot!"

The squad officer ordered without hesitation that the white wolf pack was advancing very fast, and he did not dare to wait for all the wolves to enter the range.

Five huge wooden thorns with sharp tips on their heads were shot out and then the huge force of the machinery shot out and directly penetrated into the beast group.

It’s also a big blame for the wolves being too dense, so only the vector attacking wooden thorns, each of which kept piercing through several white wolves before stopping.

Before they could cheer, fifty people began to fill the five crossbows. The wooden thorn was too huge, and the process of ordinary people was naturally very slow when they wanted to fiddle with it.

When facing human enemies, there will naturally be spearmen restraining them during such a gap, but when facing such a large number of wolves, their tactics are ridiculous.

The white wolf wave did not slow down at all in the pace of progress. It rushed towards me like a huge wave.

The veterans were calm and panicked in the face of such a scene, but their expressions were calm. Listening to the captain's calm order, they calmly faced the enemy.

"Arrowman, shoot!"

The archer pulled the bowstring to the limit and then let it go. Hundreds of them were scattered into the white wolf pack, with an extremely accurate accuracy.

But this soldier has no use. Arrows without magical power cannot have any impact on them at all.

It will naturally slide down the sides of the road along the smooth fur. At most, the white wolf who is unlucky to be shot in the forehead will have an extra white dot in the middle of the eyebrows.

Seeing that desperate scene, the five hundred human warriors felt cold in their hearts and knew that they would probably be unable to escape this time.

You should know that this is a hard bow. It is impossible to use special bows without three or five years of practice. This is also the main reason why they usually look down on the Imperial Master Army, who does not have combat effectiveness when they usually look down on users' magic bows and arrows.

However, now, they wish that the arrows in their hands were magic arrows.

"Follow me! Hold on, as long as we hold on for a while, our reinforcements will arrive! Brothers, follow me for the honor of our Wolf Tooth Legion and for our own lives!"

The officer yelled, and led a team of two hundred men behind the defense line, stabbing the spears in an attempt to kill and kill the white wolf.

Although it did not work, the archers continued to shoot arrows in an attempt to delay their progress.

Human beings are always powerless in natural disasters. No matter how powerful they are, they still seem so powerless when encountering floods, volcanic eruptions, and landslides.

The white wolf beast tide in front of us was obviously a natural disaster that was even more terrifying than natural disasters. Tens of thousands of troops equipped with fully equipped troops were wiped out by them. These 500 people were simply small stones in front of the flood, and it was not worth staying for them.

Even though the five hundred people yelled like crazy, their bodies shined with light, and their weapons dancing like windmills, there was still nothing that surged out.

The white wolf wave drowns them silently with just a wave.

Twenty minutes? Are you kidding?

Let a team of only 500 people resist the tide of beasts with at least hundreds of thousands of level 4 monsters for twenty minutes. If you can complete the task, it would be a hell.

Even one-sided massacres were not considered a one-sided massacre. They were like a clamoring toad under the wheel. They would not attract the attention of the car even if they were crushed.

Several frontline defense positions were like protecting Mars, and were extinguished by huge waves one after another, without even a sound.

The white wolves, who were divided into two groups, finally expanded the attack fan to the maximum, and enveloped the three major legions.

The three legions carefully selected and carefully arranged the Xingluo stations were crushed by the wolves one by one. Without the positions of magicians, humans were just lambs to the beast tide.

The three major legions have tried to send reinforcements, but the boundless white wolf pack is simply a quagmire with huge lethality.

No matter what level of magician or brave team you are, as long as you enter the white wolf pack, it is absolutely difficult to move forward. The final outcome will be exhausted and torn to pieces by the wolf pack.

After eating several human magic troops who came to rescue in succession.

Faced with the suffocating group of beasts, the main forces of the three legions did not dare to act rashly, and stood in their respective defense areas, and did not dare to easily send magic troops to support the human warriors on other positions.

"Marson, our last frontier position has been wiped out!" An adjutant walked up to the observation deck and reported.

The old wolf-toothed waved his hand with a dark face and asked the appointee who was summoned to retreat. He was not interested in speaking now.

Originally, it is easier to deal with such a single wave of monsters. The most obvious point is that they are all wolf-type monsters and cannot fly. As long as they attack from the sky, they can effectively kill.

But he forgot that no matter what group of beasts there were, there would definitely be strong people who surpassed the level.

Looking at the dozens of black giant wolf in the center of the white wolf pack, with a proud and calm expression, a feeling of powerlessness came from the old wolf-toothed man.

Level 8 monster! Come to me at a time almost fifty! The great magic god, are you playing with me?

After a while of silence, the old wolf-tooth gritted his teeth and said, "Tell me the order! Blood Python, Wolf-tooth, and the Rage Lion Legion, be prepared to break through!"

The configuration of the vanguard army before was extremely gorgeous. Whether it was the number of magic mechanical puppets, magic cannons, or magical groups, they were all top-notch. Such power could easily destroy more than ten small human countries, but it was completely wiped out in just one day. How could it not make people wary of the enemy's strength?

During the hour when Tete was defending against the White Wolf's charge, the speed of casualties made him even more frightened.

Looking at the magician team's more and more pale faces, looking at the still ruthless and endless sea of ​​white wolfs, he finally admitted that it was impossible for him to defeat the wolf pack in the wild.
Chapter completed!