Chapter 822 Sarcasm flow? Come on, who is afraid of whom!
Sirvanas shrugged mockingly and said, "Although I don't know what Jin Kela you are talking about, maybe the tyranny and bloodthirsty of the orcs are more appetizing to the Sha of Madness. Are you planning to take them as younger brothers?"
Onyxia also crossed her arms and said jokingly, "It's really possible. Since the Sha of Fear can form an alliance with the mantid, isn't it surprising that there are other evil ideas?"
Charlemagne patted the foreheads of the Second Miss and Aoni respectively in annoyance, "What time is it, you are still in the mood to joke!"
Regardless of the two women covering their foreheads, Charlemagne solemnly asked a petite high elf beside Valeira, "Where is the Sha of Wrath? Wouldn't it also join forces with Malkorok's army?"
"No, that's not it."
The female elf in dark agent uniform shook her head, "The Sha of Rage didn't distinguish between enemy and friend after appearing in Zhuojin Realm, and launched attacks on both sides of the war at the same time, and kept taunting the soldiers on both sides... There are more people from the tribe who have been recruited and turned into demons."
Charlemagne's mouth twitched. "After all, he is a pure-blooded Mag'har brown-skinned orc. The first thought when he is provoked must be to go up and beat him to death. It will be a ghost if he is not used."
It just so happened that Emeril also pushed open the door of the monastery room and walked in, "I have also received the latest news from the Red Crane Chi-Ji and the Qinglong Yulong. It’s far away, we must hurry up.”
"Tsk..."
Charlemagne shook his legs unhappily, but he still managed to calm himself down and gave an order, "Let Chief Dongfeng and Chief Ulan lead their tribes to Qinglong Temple and Zhuhe Temple respectively, and make complete preparations."
"Master Zhu, since the Sha of Hatred has been killed, please send your Shado-Pan monks to Shanze Island to support Dalaran and the local pandaren immediately after finishing their training... I have some bad premonitions .”
Zhu Talan, who was wearing a bandage and had just vomited a mouthful of blood, nodded solemnly, "I see, Zhuojin Village..."
"I will lead the army of Quel'Thalas to support Zhuojin Village, and the Steamwheedle Consortium and Draenei troops on the front line should be enough to suppress Malkorok and the Sha of Wrath."
Charlemagne crossed his hands and dragged his chin and asked Valeira, "How is the battle at sea? Can Theramore provide us with support from the sea?"
Valeira, who was sitting on the chair, shook her legs and said, "It's basically over, Theramore and the Kul Tiras fleet have won a big victory, except that the flagship of the prophet Zul escaped from the sky under the blessing of his own magic, The entire golden fleet was almost wiped out."
"Boom!"
Charlemagne slammed his fist on the table and said excitedly, "Very good! Let the Theramore fleet march to the island of giant beasts, and cut off the tribe's back!"
"OK!"
After receiving the order, Valeira waved for the agent to follow, and quickly left the meditation room with her long legs.
Charlemagne also got up immediately and said, "Then let's go too, and we must speed up the progress of the attack as much as possible while ensuring safety."
"yes!"
After leaving the Shado-Pan Monastery, the several armies of the oath dispersed separately, and Charlemagne took Aurelia and others on the Silver Moon to the Zhuojin Realm in the northeast of Mount Kunlai.
Since the battlefield was close to the White Tiger Temple, Xuen temporarily held back the Sha of Wrath, which did not make the battle too chaotic, but the orcs sent reinforcements to the Sha almost every three days, which made both Malkorok and Velen a little bit I can't laugh or cry.
When the space battleship flew over Zhuojin Realm, the oath army was still fighting with the tribal army that had landed from the beach in the north of Zhuojin Village, but the Sha Demon that inserted into the battlefield from time to time annoyed both sides very much.
"Hehe~"
Cirvanas looked at the scene below and smiled lightly, and glanced at her husband meaningfully, "I always feel that the fighting style of this Sha of Wrath is a bit like someone's, and it makes the enemy so angry that they lose their minds." Take it easy again."
"Forehead…"
Charlemagne scratched his head in embarrassment, "I seldom play tricks now, okay, and this Sha of Wrath obviously didn't grasp the essence of ridicule, like Tortola, who is as immobile as a mountain but makes people want to hit him involuntarily." This is the highest level of ridicule."
Fighting head-on, the Sha of Rage, the remaining energy body of Y'Shaarj, cannot be Xuen's opponent.
Although Xuen's name is angry, he is actually very calm during the battle, and he doesn't take Sha of Rage's teasing too seriously.
Although he couldn't keep up with the speed at which the evil spirit condensate moved in the surrounding large evil spirit pool, Xuen's goal of preventing him from disturbing the frontal battlefield had already been achieved.
After reaching the sky above the battlefield, Charlemagne issued a decisive order, "Send mages to build a teleportation array below, send the ground troops to the front line, and the air force immediately takes off to attack the tribal wyvern troops."
"The three air-space warships, mainly Lieyang, shelled the tribes and Shamo below. Oni, you also launched surprise attacks on the tribes from the air, and cooperated with the ground troops to repel their attacks."
"yes!"
"Okay, master."
When the three Windrunner sisters and Liadrin led their respective troops to join the battlefield below, Charlemagne also jumped on Eragon's back and charged in the direction of the Sha of Wrath.
"hold head high!"
Before approaching the battlefield, Eragon first alerted Xuen on the ground with a high-pitched roar, and at the same time attracted the Sha of Rage's attention.
"Haha! Does this plague cat of yours actually have a helper? Alright! Come on, my anger is endless, and you will eventually surrender... ouch!"
Before the provocation of Sha of Wrath was finished, Charlemagne shot the arrow of order from five kilometers away and hit him, and the second half of the pretense turned into a howl of pain.
"Whoever dares to interrupt my declaration, I will definitely ignite your anger, and let you be immersed in... ouch!"
Charlemagne, who had already flown into the sky, was too lazy to listen to the questioning from the Sha of Wrath. After jumping from Eragon's body to the ground, he deliberately dug his ears.
"That's a lot of nonsense. Come on, your uncle is standing here for you to fight. If you make a move, I will lose. You, a shameful guy who has been chased all over the mountain, dare to bark like this again? I have never seen such a brazen person! "
"噗~"
Xuen, who had been chasing after him for a long time, had long held back his anger. At this moment, he heard Charlemagne's sharper sarcasm, and saw the sha energy surging from that energy-ugly face of Sha of Rage. He finally couldn't collapse. Laughed out loud.
Xue Nu's ridicule made the Sha of Fu who was already angry even more annoyed, "Stupid mortal! You think you can use this pointless provocation to make me who is in control of my anger... ouch!"
Before he finished speaking, Charlemagne shot an arrow of order and hit him in the face again with indifference. Can't fight at all?"
"Ahhh! I'm fighting with you!"
(end of this chapter)