Chapter Four Hundred and Fifty Seventh
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On the east bank of the Timusan River, on the flat grassland outside the Arizano Basin, the smoke and dust are filled with gunpowder and dust. A total of 20,000 soldiers from three different forces have gathered here.
One is the Bloodblade Tribe in red, riding on a horse with a machete in one hand, the other is the Gray Wolf Tribe wrapped in a gray sash, carrying a short bow and a long sword, and the other is a group of people who advance and retreat. The Omor Emperor of Kaisensen.
Today, the Bloodblade tribe's rangers, whose prestige is resounding on both sides of the Timusan River, stopped on the high slopes of the grassland and dared not take a step forward. What makes them so afraid is not the gray wolf tribe who have fought openly and secretly for decades, but this Full support of the Omor Empire Infantry Regiment.
Not long after, a two-meter tall man walked out from the Bloodblade tribe's rangers. He was dressed in bright red leather armor and held a Uzi machete with a cold edge in his hand. A closer look was actually Locke's top priority in this mission. Target - Higuain, the leader of the Bloodblade Tribe.
Higuain didn't come out empty-handed. A box of iron boxes that looked quite heavy was carried out by two prairie men.
Higuain is indeed a hero, standing in front of the army of ten thousand people, his expression does not change, he looks solemnly at the direction of the emperor, the heavy pressure from there makes it hard for him to breathe.
"Go!" Higuain said to the side.
Two prairie men carrying iron boxes, led by a middle-aged man who looked like an envoy, slowly walked towards the emperor.
With Locke's acquiescence, the emperor did not stop him, and the three walked all the way to the rear of the emperor's center and in front of Locke.
At this time, Singer, the leader of the gray wolf tribe, and his pair of children were also standing not far from Locke. Seeing this situation, Singer looked gloomy and uncertain.
"Lord Knight of the Empire, I am Santeye, the chief priest of the Blood Blade Tribe. On behalf of the leader, I offer the Blood Blade Tribe the most sincere respect to Lord Knight." The messenger said loudly.
Locke's silence made the head priest of the Bloodblade Tribe named Santeye feel tight. He resisted the fear of facing a natural enemy. Santeye pulled out the machete around his waist and slashed the chasm beside him. The top of the iron box.
"Bang!" The iron lock of the iron box collided with the machete to generate a spark, and the top of the lid was lifted, revealing rows of blood essence emitting a dazzling red light inside.
There are four rows in neatly, with a total of forty blood essences. Countless jewels, gold.
"This is a welcome gift from the Blood Blade Tribe to the Imperial Knights, I hope you can accept it!" The messenger bravely shouted in the imperial formation.
At this time, he was not only under the coercion of Locke, a first-level knight, but also the strong oppression composed of thousands of emperors. He was able to maintain his composure in such a scene. The chief priest of the Blood Blade Tribe, Santeye, asked Locke to mention it a little. a little bit of interest.
At the intermediate level of magic apprenticeship, Santeye is one of the seventeen lists that Singer gave him yesterday, one of the high-level figures of the Bloodblade Tribe.
Forty blood essences and jewels worth about 100,000 gold moles were touched by the wealth of Locke, but this still did not dispel Locke's will to destroy the Bloodblade tribe.
"Three months ago, the envoy of the Bloodblade Tribe went to the Omor Empire and delivered all the tributes this year. I hope your lord." Seeing that Locke was still indifferent, Santeye gritted his teeth and said that he had already practiced and changed. lines.
This time, Locke's expression has changed a little bit. Has he paid all the offerings for this year?
Then why did the Knights Palace still send itself to destroy the Blood Blade Tribe? If it set off for the Omor Empire three months ago, when it set off on its own a month ago, the Knights Palace had enough time to remind itself to terminate the mission.
Then, if it wasn't for the fact that the Bloodblade Tribe lied, then the Knights Hall no longer cared about the tribute from the Bloodblade Tribe.
Moreover, with Locke's understanding of the intricacies and darkness of the power institutions within the Omor Empire, it is still unknown whether the tribute from the Bloodblade Tribe will eventually fall into the treasury of the Omor Empire.
No matter, since the Knights Hall did not explicitly ask him to terminate this mission, then everything he did would be premised on completing the mission.
Before Locke could make any statement, someone at the scene was even more anxious than him.
"Demon talk to confuse the public!" Singer, the leader of the Grey Wolf Tribe, came to the envoy of the Bloodblade Tribe at some point, and unexpectedly swung a machete, with a cutting edge of vindictiveness, tearing up Santeye's skin without any hindrance Nails, muscles, bones.
This grassland witch doctor with the strength of an intermediate magic apprentice has not even used a decent magic method, and is dead.
The sudden bloodshed caused a lot of turmoil between the Grey Wolf tribe and the Bloodblade tribe who were paying attention here.
There were only rows of solemn and indifferent Teijin, standing straight in the same place, not disturbed by the sudden smell of blood.
Some blood even splashed on the faces of several soldiers around, but these soldiers were still unmoved like stone statues.
"The sons of the gray wolf tribe, kill with me!" Perhaps in order to make Locke make up his mind, Singer got on his horse, waved his arms, and led thousands of elites of the gray wolf tribe to the blood. Before the blade tribe.
Thousands of cavalry marched with thunderous momentum. Under the leadership of their own leaders, the Grey Wolf tribes rushed towards the Bloodblade tribe, which had been their enemy for generations.
In front of the Blood Blade Tribe, facing the sudden attack of the Grey Wolf Tribe, several impatient tribal high-level officials rushed forward with their machetes almost immediately.
The honest gray wolf tribe in front of the tribe is going to rebel now? !
Higuain, who was at the forefront of the army, saw that the war was unavoidable, he sighed, turned his head and asked the gray-robed man behind him, "What did the Lion Roar tribe say?"
"The second leader of the Lion's Roar Tribe rejected our request and returned the two boxes of treasures we presented." The gray-robed man said in a low voice.
The Lion Roar Tribe is the nearest large-scale tribe around the Timusan River Basin. It has 160,000 ethnic groups and is currently the first leader of the tribe.
Hearing the words of the gray-robed man, Higuain's facial expression did not change much, but those who were familiar with him could find that there was a hint of death and decay on the face of the tribal leader.
"No one can defeat the Blood Blade Tribe! Unless he stepped on my corpse!" Higuain shouted, arousing the last blood of the Blood Blade tribe.
"Roar!!" The high-spirited response came from Higuain's Guards, the most elite warriors of the Bloodblade Tribe, the Prairie Rangers.
Under the leadership of the leader Higuain, the Blood Blade Tribe has nearly 10,000 young and middle-aged tribes, waving
The machete rushed towards the attacking gray wolf tribe without fear.
The fierce collision began, and the two sides entered the white-hot stage at the moment of the short-handed handover.
The sharp machete is a sharp weapon for harvesting life. The prairie people love the machete and abandon the armor. Every participant in the war uses his solid muscles to resist the cutting of the machete.
The result can be imagined, without the strength of a mid-level servant or above, how can ordinary life ignore the sharpness of iron.
This is the most chaotic war that Locke has ever seen. The two sides have no rules and regulations, and they are completely fighting for their lives. The leader does not dispatch his subordinates. .
Blood and scars are the glory of men, and the prairie men perfectly interpret this. Singer's elite cavalry and Higuain's ranger troop rushed in for a while, and almost everyone was injured.
There was still blood dripping from his wrist, but he still roared and waved his machete like a normal person, slashing at the enemy in front of him.
This style of play also has some effects. For example, both sides perfectly smashed the opponent's formation and divided the battlefield into several pieces.
At this time, as long as Locke orders his Teijin to press down and use a perfect and solid army to break up the resistance of the Bloodblade Tribe, then the situation of the war will become clear.
It may be that the young and middle-aged armed forces of the Bloodblade Tribe, who were ordinary herdsmen a few months ago, could be the opponent of the elite army of the Omor Empire.
But Locke didn't do that.
With indifferent eyes, he looked at the battlefield thousands of meters away from him, this huge mill of flesh and blood, where life was passing every minute and every second.
If Locke doesn't move, the imperial team won't move. They are waiting for their commander's order.
At this time, there was a lot of commotion among the people behind the back of the Grey Wolf Tribe, who had been not far from Locke. The situation of the Grey Wolf Tribe warriors on the battlefield is very bad. The total number of 4,000 of them, although they have been recuperating for several years. With the convenience of Rui, it is also difficult to end well in the bloody tribe's 10,000-strong fight.
Breaking free from the pull of the elders in the clan, Singer's daughter Si rushed to a place less than 50 meters away from Locke, and was finally stopped by the imperial guards, "Brother Locke, why don't you let your soldiers go up, father, they are very good now. Danger!"
There is confusion, anger, and desolation in Si's voice.
Locke didn't answer her words, his eyes were staring at the battlefield ahead.
The first-level knight is indeed invincible in the army formed by ordinary people, but how many people can he kill with one person? , will also be exhausted.
This is a war for ordinary people. Since it is a war, there are bound to be casualties. Locke's decision is to let the casualties of the gray wolf tribe replace the casualties of the emperor, which will directly affect his assessment of this mission.
The death and injury of the Grey Wolf tribe might have caused him some guilt ten years ago, but since his return from the plane war, Locke's mentality has changed a lot.
Activated fairy plane, those are hundreds of millions of activated fairies, all of them have become slaves and bans of the wizards and knights of the Western Three Islands, and they are eaten as food and desserts. What is the difference between cattle and horses.
This is a world where the strong eat the weak, and the weak do not need mercy!
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