"No! You can't! " Upon hearing Constantine's order, Shaman Yin Ji couldn't care less about the strange condition on her body. She hurriedly stopped him, "This is Lan Ling's scheme. He's doing this to provoke you. He's mobilizing his entire army for you!"
Even though she was a shaman priest, she had always treated herself as Alphonso's strategist.
"Shut up!" Constantine shouted and pointed at Yoon Hi-hee. "Shut up, shut up!"
Constantine's attitude toward the female Shaman Yoon Hi-hee could be said to be very amiable, even better than Alphonso. His sudden change in attitude caught everyone off guard.
Moreover, his gaze was filled with distrust.
All along, the female Shaman Yoon Hi-hee had wrapped herself up tightly to hide her human identity. Now that she was exposed by Lan Ling in front of everyone, she immediately received countless looks of exclusion and distrust.
Alphonso naturally knew that she was a human, but due to a special fate, he still trusted Yoon Hi-hee. However, he still asked her to keep her human identity a secret, or else the consequences would be unimaginable.
The Southern Wilderness already rejected humans so much, let alone humans. They were irreconcilable.
The existence of humans in Rakshasa City was completely due to commercial smuggling. These humans satisfied the luxurious lifestyle of the Rakshasa nobles. At the very least, these humans never dared to step out of the Heaven and Earth Pavilion.
Moreover, compared to the tolerance of Rakshasa City, the tribes in the Wilderness were extremely primitive and narrow-minded.
Alphonso said, "Didn't you agree to an all-out attack? Why have you changed your mind now? "
His voice was a little cold, and his gaze was filled with a strange anger.
The female Shaman Yoon Hi-hee said, "I previously thought that Lan Ling would definitely not sacrifice his woman to play the trick of injuring himself, so the disappearance of the energy barrier must be real. But now, it seems that Lan Ling is doing everything he can to provoke Chief Constantine. There must be a trap in this! "
Alphonso said coldly, "Don't tell me you've fallen for Lan Ling, so you have other thoughts!"
The female shaman Yoon Hi-hee shuddered at his words.
She really didn't have any ulterior motives towards Alphonso, even though Lan Ling's wolfish kiss had made her shudder and made her feel strange all over.
But towards Lan Ling's solicitation, she only had one thought in her heart: Go to hell!
However, Alphonso's reaction was not doubt, but jealousy, anger, and even the humiliation of being cuckolded.
How could this be? She had always treated Alfonsol as her godfather. How could he have such thoughts?
Immediately, female shaman Yoon Hi-hee shivered and solemnly said: "Godfather, you can choose not to trust me, but as the shaman of the Akara tribe and your military advisor, I must speak my mind. We definitely can't risk everything and attack the Flame Imp tribe. We will definitely fall into Lan Ling's trap. What we need to do now is to continue besieging them! "
"Continue besieging them, then let Lan Ling pee on our heads every day, kill people, and flaunt his prowess?" Alphonso said coldly.
…
No one could stop Constantine now.
He was filled with rage, hatred, and the dignity of a man. It was as if his entire body was on fire, forcing him to fight Lan Ling to the death.
He stood on high ground and roared: "Brothers of the two tribes, can you tolerate a lowly human flaunting his prowess above our noble Rakshasa tribe?"
"No!" the Chimera soldiers roared.
Absolutely not. Previously, the foreign troops were like dogs in the tribe. Now, they had established their own tribe. What right did they have?
Constantine roared: "Do you still remember the hundreds of thousands of gold coins that Lan Ling took out from the Ghost Realm?"
How could they forget?
Those shining white gold coins piled up into a small mountain, causing the Chimera and Akara tribes to fight for no reason. Both tribes suffered two to three thousand casualties.
However, that was also the biggest harvest for the brothers. Each of them snatched four to five gold coins. Some even snatched more than ten gold coins. They had made a fortune.
Usually, the tribe soldiers had no chance to touch gold coins. They could only exchange them for gold coins at the start of a war. However, that was only one or two gold coins at most. It might not even happen once every two to three years.
Constantine continued: "And right now, in that fake Flame Imp tribe, in that hole behind the wall, there is a million gold coins."
A million gold coins?
Everyone's eyes turned green!
No one really knew how much this number was. However, someone said that if they snatched it and split it evenly, each of them would get 40 gold coins.
Instantly, everyone exploded!
Oh my god, 40 gold coins?
They wouldn't be able to spend it all for the rest of their lives. They could eat whatever they wanted every day, change their clothes every day, and sleep with different women every day.
Instantly, the thirty thousand soldiers of the two tribes felt their blood boil. They roared and beat their chests with their weapons.
Only Alphonso looked at Constantine disdainfully. A million gold coins? What a big bluff. Constantine really dared to brag in his impatience.
Constantine was really bluffing and bluffing.
However, he had guessed correctly after blindly guessing.
"A million gold coins are all yours." Constantine roared: "As long as you kill your way into the fake Flame Imp tribe, everything will be yours! Lan Ling's gold coins are all yours. Lan Ling's women are also yours. You can ravage them all you want … "
"Charge in, kill them all, burn them all, rob them all, rape them all!"
With Constantine's roar, the two tribes' army of twenty-five thousand charged towards the Flame Imp tribe halfway up the mountain.
…
If not for the Mirror Fiend King's scheme, then Constantine's strategy would have been correct.
The Flame Imp tribe's castle was halfway up the mountain, easy to defend and hard to attack. Add to that Lan Ling's heaven-defying archery skills.
Sending three thousand people to attack at once was like sending themselves to die. They would never return.
The only way was to pile on the enemy's lives and use the human wave tactic.
They didn't even need twenty or thirty thousand. One man was enough.
If the army of ten thousand charged directly to the front of the city walls, it would be a victory.
No matter how awesome Lan Ling was, how many people could he kill? A thousand? Two thousand? Three thousand?
His mental strength was awesome, but it wasn't limitless.
Thirty Rapid Arrows. If he could shoot thirty times, fifty times, what about a hundred times?
Therefore, not to mention seven thousand, even if three or four thousand people charged over the walls and engaged in close combat, the Flame Imp tribe would definitely fall.
The brothers of the Flame Imp tribe were fighting with their lives on the line. They weren't afraid of death and had high morale.
But it was a fact that their individual fighting strength was inferior to the soldiers of the two tribes. Taking advantage of the city walls, fighting one against two was already very impressive.
If not for Lan Ling's scheme, if not for the Mirror Fiend King's scheme, facing Constantine's human wave tactic, the Flame Imp tribe would definitely fall.
As long as ten thousand people were sent, they would definitely be able to break through the Flame Imp tribe.
But … there were no ifs!
Constantine was such a person. He was either inexplicably cautious or even more inexplicably bold and unrestrained. There seemed to be no middle in his heart.
Thoroughly enraged, he easily fell into Lan Ling's fatal trap!
…
Bang, bang, bang, bang …
After the twenty-five thousand people charged into the Ghost Domain, the entire mountain was covered in a dense mass of people. They were like ants, rushing towards the Flame Imp tribe halfway up the mountain like a tide.
The brothers of the Flame Imp tribe behind the city walls couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.
Did the chief go overboard this time?
How … how should they fight?
Meanwhile, Gou Li sneered and said, "Lan Ling, you're really courting death!"
Duo Ning was also frightened by this scene. Her delicate body kept trembling as she cursed inwardly, "Lunatic, this lunatic. He only cared about showing off, but he ended up killing the entire tribe."
Constantine and Alphonso were originally still worried, fearing that the energy barrier would immediately rise after entering the Ghost Domain.
In the end, close to thirty thousand people entered the Ghost Domain unimpeded. After charging towards the Flame Imp tribe, the two of them heaved a sigh of relief.
Close to thirty thousand people had come out in full force. Alphonso and Constantine only had a mere three thousand warriors by their side.
These people could be considered the chief's personal guards. They couldn't leave the chief's side at any time. Their only mission was to protect the chief's safety.
However, these personal guards were incomparably jealous at this moment. They looked at the soldiers charging towards the Flame Imp tribe with covetous eyes. These people were going to make a fortune. Burn them all, kill them all, rob them all, rape them all. How great would that be? And they had to protect the chief's safety and couldn't participate in the battle. It was really depressing.
Seeing the twenty-five thousand people surging over like a tidal wave, as though they were about to drown the small Flame Imp tribe's castle.
Alphonso said, "Lan Ling is finished. This short-lived Flame Imp tribe is also finished."
Constantine said, "We must tear him into pieces and torture his women to death!"
Following that, Constantine glanced at the female shaman behind him, Yoon Hi-hee, and said coldly, "Alphonso, those who are not of our tribe are definitely of a different heart!"
Alphonso's face twitched. "Yes!"
…
"This time, it's really over. It's really over …" Duo Duo descended from the sky and came to his daughter's side. "Little Ning, when the enemies charge in later, directly ride the griffin and run. The further the better."
Duo Ning's face twitched.
Looking at the black mass of enemies charging upwards, twenty to thirty thousand people, twenty to thirty times the number of the Flame Imp tribe.
Even immortals couldn't win this battle!
Not even immortals could save the Flame Imp tribe.
Duo Ning's nostrils tingled, and her eyes burned. They had finally managed to settle down for a few months. Although these three months had been tough, training and working together every day, they had been very happy.
Now, their beautiful dreams were about to be shattered again. They were going to be homeless and on the run again.
"It's all Lan Ling's fault. If he hadn't angered Constantine, this wouldn't have happened!" Duo Ning said angrily.
Duo Duo sighed. "What's the point of saying all this now? He's a lunatic. Don't you know that? "
Following that, he recalled the bet between him and Lan Ling.
Duo Duo felt that this battle couldn't be won at all, while Lan Ling felt that he would definitely win.
Therefore, they made a bet. If Duo Duo won, it would naturally be the destruction of the Flame Imp tribe.
If Lan Ling won, Duo Duo would lead the hundred-odd remnants of the Wildhorse tribe to join the Flame Imp tribe.
Now, it seemed that this bet was really going to become a joke!
…
Seeing the tide-like enemies getting closer and closer, shouting 'burn it all, kill it all, loot it all', even the entire ground was shaking.
The brothers on the city wall were completely pale. Even breathing became difficult.
"What's there to be afraid of? Isn't these three months of immortal-like days enough?"
"That's right. It's worth it to live for these three months!"
"Being a slave for a lifetime isn't as good as being a master for a day. Not to mention being a master for three months. It's worth it!"
"Losing your head is just a big scar. What's there to be afraid of? Brothers, killing one is breaking even. Killing two is a profit! "
"Yes, kill, kill!"
The thousand-odd brothers of the Flame Imp tribe behind the city wall were filled with tragedy and hot blood, but they weren't afraid.
That's right. At worst, it was just death. What was there to be afraid of?
Constantine watched as his 25,000 troops got closer and closer to the Flame Imp tribe. His gaze also became more and more ferocious.
Was it finally time for revenge? Was it finally time for those lowly dogs under Lan Ling's command to be completely exterminated?
As for his wife, Gou Li, she was also on the city wall. She might be killed by the Flame Imp tribe, but he didn't care. It was best if she was killed.
This wife had already become a disgrace to him.
However … at this moment …
Suddenly …
An enchanting melody seemed to ring out in the air.
A beautiful illusion seemed to appear in the sky, flashing by.
Then, the entire 25,000-strong army that was charging in a frenzy suddenly stopped.
That's right, all 25,000 of them stopped.
These 25,000 people all had dazed looks in their eyes. Occasionally, they would struggle, but very quickly, they would fall into a daze again.
Then, like puppets, these twenty-five thousand people began to line up neatly.
These barbarian troops were very strong, but it was difficult for them to line up neatly.
At this moment, without anyone's command, the army of 25,000 people quickly lined up as straight as a ruler.
After they lined up …
This orderly army of 25,000 people changed direction and walked neatly towards the east.
"Thump, thump, thump …"
Even every step was neat and tidy.
These 25,000 people were really like puppets, like mice that had heard the magic flute. They walked neatly in a certain direction.
Seeing this scene, Constantine was horrified. He roared, "No, what are you doing? What are you doing? "
Then, he said to the warriors beside him, "Quick, call them back. We're going to attack the Flame Imp tribe!"
Immediately, a group of a few dozen cavalrymen charged into the Ghost Realm in an attempt to awaken these puppet-like troops.
However …
As soon as they entered the Ghost Realm, they also seemed to have lost their minds as if they had heard the magic flute. They controlled their warhorses and walked in the same direction as if they were performing dressage.
Moreover, the entire Mirror Mountain didn't seem to have an energy barrier at all.
But who told them that the energy barrier had to be visible? Couldn't it be completely transparent?
Just like that, the 25,000 people walked towards the huge crater a few hundred meters away.
The crater was filled with water and covered with a layer of tree branches. There didn't seem to be anything strange about it.
Lan Ling shouted in the air, "Too slow, start running!"
Then, the 25,000 people started running in an orderly manner.
"Thump, thump, thump!" Even though they were running, they were as orderly as a single person.
They quickly covered the short distance of a thousand meters.
Then, a shocking scene happened.
A strange scene.
A miraculous scene happened.
The people running at the front collapsed and fell into the huge crater.
Thump, thump!
Countless people sank directly into the water.
Even so, the people at the back were not afraid at all. They continued to run towards the huge crater of death in front of them.
One by one, row by row, they fell into the crater of death.
25,000 people walked towards death one by one!
The strange miracle was suffocating!
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