Chapter 612

Heimu provincial border, barren plain.

The once sparsely populated atmosphere disappeared with the cruel war, leaving only depression and desolation.

From a distance, the cold wind roared, like repeated water lines, slowly blowing through the withered and yellow grassland all over the plain.

Nothing else exists.

No, no!

There are still some invisible things left.

It is the trace after the cruel war, countless broken flesh and bones irrigate the hard land, the faint smell of blood permeates the air, and

Swift scout Timo and members of his main ship scout team, carefully buried mushroom bombs.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sudden huge explosion broke the silence, and the cascading energy afterwaves were like a raging flood raging over the withered and yellow grass, dispersing the roaring cold wind and rolling up countless grass debris and soil.

The next moment!

The cries of pain and sorrow belonging to jackals echoed in the sky, and the eye-catching thick flesh and blood mixed with broken white bones covered the rolling ground.

"Damn it, why are there so many magic traps that human soldiers are not afraid to step on?" the lizard scout captain looked at the tragic explosion scene not far away, his body trembled uncontrollably, and a trace of horror and fear showed in the depths of his eyes.

The destructive power of magic traps is far beyond their imagination. They can't resist it at all. Even the overflowing energy afterwaves make them feel terrible.

More than a dozen strong lizard scouts crawling on the ground behind them couldn't help swallowing their saliva. Compared with the extraordinary scouts, they looked even worse. The deadly threat of death buried their souls, and their strong bodies trembled.

It seemed that he could not bear the invisible fear atmosphere. A lizard man scolded and said angrily, "why don't you arrange the priests to clear these traps with magic, but let us build a safe road with our lives?"

The magic traps in corker jungle are completely similar to those encountered now, like beautiful mushrooms growing in the wilderness, deadly and dangerous.

Many lizard scouts recalled scenes of sadness they had experienced. Countless companions were buried in the cold jungle. They were very glad that they had walked through that hellish road alive.

"We?" the lizard scout captain lowered his gray eyelids and glanced at the center of the magic trap, which was full of jackal bones.

"This is the time to test us. The great God of lizard man is watching the battlefield. We will firmly sacrifice our lives for the final victory." the lizard man scout captain crawled on the ground and said in a melodious voice.

Of course, it won't tell the men behind it that there are some small magic traps. Even the priests can't warn in advance by virtue of magic and divinity.

Therefore, in the bitter and cold corker jungle, many priests stepped on colorful mushroom traps and returned to the glory of our Lord.

Rumors, just rumors.

In the scouting war in the corker jungle, many Temple priests who entered the legendary road fell, causing God anger and natural red vision.

In the face of such heavy losses, the lizard temple, which has the right to speak in the kingdom of behlik, had to make a "difficult" decision.

The leader of the lizard man scout still remembered very clearly the indifferent attitude and extremely relaxed look of the temple messenger when he read the oracle.

The humble jackal has never been a recognized companion of the lizard people. Perhaps it is more appropriate to call him a slave.

This is also the hidden idea of most lizards.

Of course, in this war, jackal soldiers are definitely their companions.

It was these jackal soldiers who paved a safe road to Blackwood province with their fresh lives.

When the energy of the magic trap dissipated, the lizard scouts got up one after another and began reconnaissance.

The smell of fishy smell filled the air, and their senses were deeply stimulated by the bones and sticky flesh everywhere.

Although the lizard scouts regard the Jackal soldiers as slaves, they can't help but feel sad about the death of the rabbit and the fox.

Dada! Dada! Dada!

The sudden sound of the horse's hooves shook the grass and awakened the lizard scouts in the absence.

They looked into the distance, saw the human cavalry who lingered and observed the situation here, and the Dark Armor with deep memory.

"It's Valoran leading the scouts. Be careful!"

The lizard scout captain screamed to remind the lizard scout behind him.

In a moment, they were armed and quickly dispersed on the plain, ready to meet the enemy.

But unexpectedly, the scouts led by Valoran were only observing the situation here and seemed to have no desire to attack.

Then, after looking around, the lizard scout captain found that not only here, but also in other places, Valoran led scouts appeared. They rode a horse far away. Someone took out parchment and silently recorded something.

"Send a message to the priest behind us. We've met Valoran's scouts. Do you want to intercept them?" the lizard scouts captain was silent for a moment and looked at the ground covered with blood and broken bones, looking very dignified.

The existence of magic traps is the distance they can't cross. Now this problem should be handed over to the lizard priest behind them.

As for the function of jackal soldiers, it was in vain. Before they crossed the trap, the human scouts would leave quickly.

The waiting time was a little long, but it was to wait for the command from the rear.

"Ignore the human scouts and solve the magic trap buried in the plain as soon as possible."

The lizard scout captain crumpled the animal skin. His ugly face was a little gloomy. He saw the meaning of the priest. Even these lizard scouts can sacrifice when necessary.

"Captain? What should we do now?" a lizard scout asked.

Smelling the speech, the lizard scout captain turned his head and saw the Jackal soldiers being repaired. He said harshly, "what can I do? What else can I do to let those jackals start immediately and must advance to the designated place before tonight."

"Yes!" many lizard scouts felt the captain's angry tone and quickly bowed their heads and left to urge the Jackal soldiers in a sad atmosphere.

After thousands of years, the lizard people absorbed foreign knowledge and the guidance of gods to form their own unique barbaric civilization and establish their own kingdom, but they have no reason to help the humble jackals.

In the kingdom of behlik, the jackals used a small part of the civilization of the lizard people and lived a life of drinking blood and hair. Their animal nature was far greater than human nature.

That's what lizard people want to see!

Even yanogu fangs, the God of jackals, can only choose to protect some gifted jackals in the face of such a situation.

The action to die began again. The Jackal soldiers rushed to the plain after being driven by the lizard scouts. For a time, countless breath of life dissipated rapidly.

"Is this war worth such sacrifice and sacrifice?"

On the broad and solid wall, dreus stood quietly, and scouts kept reporting the route of the kingdom of behlik. He swept all the stationery and parchment, and his eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

The sacrifice of the behlik kingdom was beyond his imagination, but through the information, he knew the importance of the behlik Kingdom and the lizard temple to the war.

"Go and tell Krieg to see me."

"Yes, general!" hearing the order, trefari's soldiers left quickly.

Gregory and vosmann had already set out two days ago and led a thousand cavalry regiment to patrol and clean up along the northwest defense line.

It can be seen from this that dreus's attitude - noxas will not defend passively.

More than ten seconds later, the turbulent life energy appeared in dreus's perception, and then krei directly drove Skar to the city wall and smashed the stone corner of the ladder.

"Hey, general dreus, what can I do for you?" said Clegg carelessly, as if he had predicted something would happen, his tone full of uncontrollable excitement.

"The vanguard troops of the kingdom of behlik are about to arrive at the fortress. I hope they can have a 'deep' understanding of the fortress of fosbairo."

Dreus stood where he was, looking to the west, without looking at krei. He knew from his heart that the angry Yodel was far from as simple as his appearance.

Speaking of it, this guy's history of joining the army is much farther away than him. When the Empire was still in its infancy, there were records of the relevant deeds of the Yodel people.

Cley opened his mouth and smiled silently. Although dreus's tone was rough, he still heard the strong smell of blood.

"Senior major of the first corps, Brigadier General Krieg vanguard officer, obey the general's orders!"