National People, Don't Panic, I Will Imitate A Golden Talent

Chapter 335

"This damn call for chacha, the communiqué is a personal vendetta. "

The evergreen prairie, inside the big tent of the Chinese army.

Qin Wen opened his eyes, he was just looking at what Hu Cha Cha was seeing, listening to what Hu Cha Cha was hearing.

After all, Hu Chacha's body was a puppet refined by Qin Wen, so he could naturally use the Great Puppet Technique to monitor everything about Hu Chacha.

Although Hu Chacha was suspected of communiqué personal vendetta, Qin Wen did not interfere with him, lest he be exposed.

The barbarians are just a little simple, but they are not really stupid, otherwise they wouldn't run into the ice field every time they finish plundering.

At this time, in the big tent, the original sect masters of the Nine Righteous Paths of the Southern Wilderness, the sect masters of the six major demon paths, and the commander of the Eighteen Paths of the Southern Wilderness Transformation God Realm were all here.

Sect Master Ge Chengyang couldn't sit still a little, pacing back and forth in the big tent.

Qin Wen teased.

"What's wrong with Sect Master Ge, is the floor hot?"

Ge Chengyang thought about it and said.

"I said Commander Qin, our 700,000 troops are in one place, and we are still in such an open place, isn't this completely exposed to the enemy's field of vision.

Also, what are you doing outside now, singing and dancing, is this the New Year?"

Qin Wen said with a smile.

"The north and the south unite to break the barbarians, such a grand event is going to go down in history, of course, it must be celebrated.

"It's never too late to celebrate after the battle."

"Hey, life must be happy. Qin

Wen didn't tell everyone about the plan, sometimes, if you want to hide from the enemy, you first have to deceive your own people.

The monks from the Southern Wilderness may not have any problems.

But in the Beiliang monks, it is difficult to ensure that there is no "human rape".

One of the commanders of the Transformation God Realm, who was in charge of the formation mage all the way, Wan Qianyu from the Xuanji Gate smiled faintly.

"Fellow Daoists, just listen to Commander Qin, you see that those Beiliang monks are very open, let them celebrate, let them celebrate, and entertain us with good wine and meat, but we are all stuffy in the tent, why don't we go and 'have fun with the people'?"

But the high-level of the Beiliang army all ran out to "have fun with the people".

Only the high-level of the Southern Wilderness are still here.

In fact, the folk customs of Beiliang are also the same, strong, simple, drinking in a big bowl, eating meat, and being good at singing and dancing.

Now, outside the various marching tents, groups of monks gathered.

The monks of Beiliang all seemed to have social, singing and dancing, driving the atmosphere of the slightly shy monks of the Southern Wilderness.

Huge bonfires were lit in several places, as if they were afraid that the enemy would not see them.

Around the bonfire, a large number of monks held hands and stepped on flying swords in circles.

Tonight, I wonder how many monks will find their double cultivation partner, and it is destined to be a sleepless night.

sub-hours.

The revelry of the North-South coalition came to an end, everyone went into the tents to rest, and only a few patrols patrolled the sky and the steppe.

It was at this moment that the barbarian attack began.

Because there are many people on the Terran side, it is impossible to encircle and annihilate them all, so Hu Chacha commanded an army of 100,000 people, directly from the weakest place of the patrol, straight to the big tent of the Chinese army, like a sharp blade, ready to decapitate the operation.

The 100,000 black-haired barbarians almost looked like a black wind that was difficult to identify in the dark night.

They formed a wedge-shaped queue, and the whole was an even greater wedge-shaped offensive posture, like an equilateral triangular ruler, inserted into the camp where the Terran army was stationed.

The Ten Barbarian Kings rushed to the front, and after rushing into the Terran camp, they did not hesitate to exert their barbarian supernatural powers, bombarding indiscriminately in all directions, killing people when they saw them, roaring continuously, full of momentum.

The magic weapons of the barbarian monks are all very thick, with a three-meter-long hammer, a large hammer the thickness of a water tank, and a mace that the three of them hug together...

Although these magic weapon attacks are single, they are nothing more than smashing, but the destructive power of each blow is terrifying.

"Enemy attack!!Enemy attack!!"

"Retreat

! Retreat!" "Don't fight! Retreat all!"

There is no fierce hedging as expected.

In the face of the barbarian raid, the Terran side quickly responded.

In the direction of the attack, all the monks retreated in the direction of the big tent of the Chinese army.

However, there are still many people who are brutally killed by barbarians in the process of fleeing for their lives.

"Hahaha! What a million male soldiers! Scattered with one blow, but that's it

!!" "Brothers, rush! The time for meritorious service is coming

!" "Terran cowards, hurry up and wait for three hundred rounds of battle with us!"

The start went smoothly, and the momentum was like a bamboo, and the barbarian army suddenly came up.

The wedge-shaped attack queue arranged for them by Hu Chacha soon dispersed.

Because every barbarian wanted to make a meritorious service, or the storage bags of the red-eyed monks, each grabbed his own bag.

However, because the monks were running towards the center, the barbarian army as a whole was still approaching the middle of the Terran garrison.

When the army of 100,000 barbarians all entered the garrison.

A loud bang rose from the ground.

"Hum!!"

every grass on the grassland suddenly crumbled straight, and one by one it emitted bright light.

"Let's go!!"

accompanied by Qin Wen's loud shout.

The formation mage led by Wan Siwei took the lead in counterattacking all the way.

On the evergreen prairie, the light of the formation was like a small sun rising from the grassland, illuminating the entire night sky.

The army of 100,000 barbarians was all caught in the heavy formation.

Qin Wen waved his hand, and the big tent of the Chinese army disappeared, and the high-level leaders of the North-South Alliance Army Transformation Divine Realm and the Yuanying Realm inside all rose into the air.

"The barbarians have been trapped by the formation, monks from all walks of life, kill!!"

700,000 people rushed out of their respective tents and quickly expanded to surround them, encircling 100,000 barbarians within the scope of the formation.

It was obviously late at night, but no one slept at all, and all the monks from the north and south were waiting for an opportunity.

Even the monks along the way of the beast tamer, who hid their spirit pets in caves and tents, had all rushed out at this time, rampage through the barbarian army.

"Oops! We've been tricked

!" "They deliberately held a celebration party to confuse us and wait

!" "Don't be afraid! My barbarians are naturally resistant, so why be afraid of the human race!" "

The barbarians, with their strong physical superiority, can really fight ten at a time.

However, because the formation was arranged in advance on the spot, the advantages of the barbarians were greatly weakened, and the supernatural power of the Terran monks was enhanced, so that the wind of the battlefield was tilted to the side of the Terrans.

The Ten Barbarian Kings fought bloodily, and at the same time did not forget to shout.

"Tribesmen, Murder Clansmen, Meritorious Deeds! This is part of the expedition!" The

battle lasted all night.

On both sides of the barbarian and human races, the high-realm monks basically fought against the high-realm barbarians, and the low-realm fought against the earthly realm.

Although both sides want to bully the small, the masters of the other side will not watch the living force on their side be destroyed.

Therefore, in the end, the situation that was balanced was that the monks at all levels fought against each other.

The high-level monks are all fighting at high altitudes, and the higher they go, the higher the realm, while the low-level monks are fighting on the ground.

The barbarians are basically in a situation where there are many enemies, but they have rough skin and thick flesh, and they are very resistant to beating, although the human race has the upper hand, it is not easy to kill a barbarian.

And as long as the barbarians seize an opportunity, they may be able to shatter the flesh of the human race with one punch.

Shouts of killing, explosions, roars, broken flesh and bones, roars of demons...

On the evergreen steppe, the largest battle in the history of the barbarians and the human race began.