Barren Wall.
Huangfu Wujiu stood on the fourth wall, and the screen in front of him was broadcasting the battle ahead in real time.
As the only one of the four major battlefields that is eligible for guard warfare, the soldiers here are relatively the safest.
But at the same time, it is also the most dangerous.
"Marshal, do we really not need to help?"
Qi Zhao walked up to Huangfu Wujiu and asked in a low voice.
"No, our task is to guard the barren wall and prevent 'any' creatures from crossing here."
Huangfu Wujiu shook his head and said.
Before the war started, Huangfu Wujiu was appointed by the Federation as the Marshal of the North District, commanding all the military forces of this generation.
Although he failed to be promoted to Shinhwa, Huangfu Wujiu's strength has also been greatly strengthened. Coupled with his many years of war experience here, Desolate Wujiu is indeed the most suitable candidate for the position of Marshal of the Northern Theater.
But the marshal can only control these human soldiers behind the barren wall.
Four major battlefields, the eastern battlefield was handed over to the navy led by Wang Chen and the Crystal Palace forces, the western battlefield was handed over to Eden and the Dragon God Cult, and the southern battlefield was handed over to the Elemental Realm and the Beastmaster Association.
All of the three major battlefields have federation forces active, but the northern battlefield is completely handed over to the tribe.
In fact, this move is very risky. After all, whether it is the Dragon God Cult or the Crystal Palace and the Elemental Realm, because of Bai Qi's relationship, they all belong to the **** alliance.
Only the tribe, half a year ago, was the life-and-death enemy of mankind. It was almost a gamble to hand over the battle in the northern theater to them.
The federation's bet is that the tribe is unwilling to become a slave to death!
It is precisely because the Federation did not ask the tribe to divide its forces elsewhere, it only needs to hold the northern theater.
So from a certain point of view, the combat capability of the northern theater is only higher than that of other theaters!
As for Huangfu Wukui and the others, they are actually a backup left behind by the Federation. Once the tribe really breaks the covenant or is defeated by the kingdom of death, the north of the Federation will not fall directly.
I’m just huddled in the back, really uncomfortable~
"Marshal, a large number of enemies have been found ahead. It has been confirmed that it is... yes..."
"It's the Horde!!"
Huangfu Wujiu and Qi Zhao looked at each other, and immediately adjusted to the scene in front of them. After seeing the mighty tribe running towards them, their expressions suddenly became ugly.
Horde, really betrayed.
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Northern battlefield.
Qisha Tanlang and Nine-Tailed White Fox stood in the air, silently watching the tribal army gathering below.
As representatives of the tribe launched to manage the army, they have been extremely busy in the past six months.
The original tribes were a collection in bulk. Although they were divided into one force by humans, they were fundamentally independent of each other.
If it weren't for the fact that the kingdom of death broke the balance of the tribe itself, there would be no possibility for these tribes to unite.
Even the decisive battle with the Federation at the beginning was due to the combination of various interests, and the intrigues in it were no less than those of humans.
Even so, in order to integrate these hostile tribes, they also spent a lot of energy.
"Nine Tails, have all the other myths arrived?"
As the oldest surviving beast in the tribe, Qisha Tanlang obviously felt tired.
"They've all arrived, but they don't seem willing to show up together."
The nine-tailed white fox smiled wryly. It was obviously such a life-and-death crisis, but these guys were still wasting their energy on some past grudges. It was a bit stupid.
She is very envious of human beings now. They are such weak creatures, but they can survive, grow, and surpass them little by little under the suppression of the tribe for thousands of years.
Although I don't want to admit it, since most of the tribes betrayed them and joined the kingdom of death, the strength of the Federation has completely surpassed them.
No, even if they were not betrayed, the tribe would no longer be able to pose a threat to the Federation.
"Obviously they are all creatures born in the same world, why do human beings always abandon all hatred and unite at critical moments?"
Nine-tailed white fox sighed softly, but Qisha Tanlang's eyes turned cold.
"Humans are indeed strong, but they are still weak after all, and the kingdom of death was not established by human traitors."
Qisha Tanlang's eyes flashed a ray of ambition, and said: "But after winning this war, the tribe should establish its own country."
"you…"
Nine-tailed white fox was shocked, but after thinking about the gradually stronger federation, nine-tailed white fox didn't say anything more.
Indeed, if the tribes are not united, even if they survive this war, they will be swallowed up by the Federation sooner or later.
"But the new generation of the tribe basically keeps soul records on the Federation side. Are you sure the Federation won't threaten them with this?"
The nine-tailed white fox thought for a while and raised his own doubts.
Qisha Tanlang shook his head and said: "Our current enemy is the kingdom of death. At this time, thinking about these things is just a way to kill. Only by uniting as one can we defeat the enemy of life, the kingdom of death." "But war always end, and the golden generation of humanity will slowly grow old, and our tribe..."
"But the war will always end, and the golden generation of human beings will slowly grow old, and our tribe..."
Qisha Tanlang didn't speak anymore, but the nine-tailed white fox still understood what he meant.
The lifespan of human beings is too short. When this batch, or even two or three batches of the favored ones of heaven die, according to their understanding of human beings, human beings will surely enter a period of degeneration.
At that time, it is time for their tribe to rise.
But as Qisha Tanlang said, now is indeed not the time to think about these things.
The most urgent task is to completely keep the Death Army on the northern battlefield.
Roar! !
At this moment, the Horde Legion suddenly roared and looked forward.
On the wide next door, black ferocious beasts were running fast towards them. Although they were not close, the ground under their feet was already shaking violently.
"Is this sending out all the traitorous tribes? Oh, even if you join the kingdom of death, you still haven't been trusted. It's really sad..."
Qisha Tanlang showed a hint of disdain in his eyes. He had paid such a high price, but in exchange for such obvious distrust.
On this point, the Federation and the Kingdom of Death are unprecedentedly consistent.
"Little ones, get ready to fight!"
The seven-killed greedy wolf raised its head to the sky and screamed loudly, and all the beasts below shouted in unison, and also rushed towards these traitors.
This is the first time they have been so united, and the purpose is to destroy these traitors who have abandoned the glory of the tribe.
It's not because they started the war, but because they surrendered to the human hands.
And this kind of thought was deliberately spread by the nine-tailed white fox.
Sure enough, with a common goal, these former opponents also showed quite a tacit understanding. The sky, the earth, the underground, and various types of creatures have used their talents to the extreme. Before the traitors approached, they released A powerful attack.
In contrast to the death army on the opposite side, because of being eroded by the death virus, the low-level beasts have long lost their minds and are only acting on instinct.
It was precisely because of this that in the face of the sudden attack, the dead beast at the front didn't even have time to dodge, and was directly torn into pieces.
The first confrontation within the tribe ended with the victory of the seven-kill Tanlang side.
But the army of death did not stop, and gathered most of the beasts of the tribe. The number of dead beasts in the northern theater was no less than that in the sea.
Although the forward troops encountered Waterloo, the rear troops quickly followed up. After absorbing the death virus dropped by their companions, they attacked the tribe in a stronger state.
In a frontal charge, the side that is not afraid of death will always have the upper hand. If the numerical advantage is added, the outcome is self-evident.
But the tribe did not retreat because of this. Instead, the wildness in the blood was inspired, and they rushed forward directly regardless of whether they would be disturbed.
I saw that these beasts gave up their so-called skills, and all chose to fight with their own bodies, fangs, claws, flying wings...
The war that should have been bombing each other turned into a fight between wild beasts.
But I have to admit that this kind of battle can mobilize the fighting spirit of the beast.
Affected by this fighting spirit, the fierce beasts' fighting methods became more and more wild. After killing the enemy, some fierce beasts found themselves eroded by the death virus and even chose to self-destruct.
As long as there is no physical attachment, these dead viruses are actually not as good as some parasites.
The beasts responsible for long-range attacks were equally fierce. They did not weaken their attacks because of the mingling of their companions and enemies, but instead became more ferocious.
There is no such thing as kindness in tribal wars.
Because of the tribe's fearless fighting style, the advancing momentum of the death army was immediately interrupted, and even pushed back a little bit.
But the tribe is still not satisfied with such results.
After successfully intercepting the army of death, Seven Kills Greedy Wolf waved his hand, and an army rushed out from the crowd of beasts.
"For the glory of the tribe, charge!"
A ferocious-looking orc with a huge ax rode on a giant wolf, raised his head to the sky and howled, and then took the lead in rushing out.
"For the Horde!!"
All the orcs shouted in unison, grinning grinningly and rushing towards the enemy, wielding giant axes or hammers and other large cold weapons in their hands.
And with every swing of theirs, a dead beast dies completely.
Although the Federation did not send even a single soldier to help, the resources that should be provided were still provided.
All the weapons and armor of this orc cavalry are made of star metal.
And the effect is excellent.
"Although I don't want to admit it, human creativity is indeed beyond our comparison."
Looking at the orc cavalry charging recklessly in the death army, Qisha Tanlang nodded slightly.
"That's why we need to learn the advantages of human beings and cultivate creative talents belonging to our tribe."
The nine-tailed white fox smiled slightly and said.
"Everything, for the Horde!"