Wu's body became extremely weak.

He was extremely poisonous in the Holy Fire Sect, and two-thirds of his blood was released by Yang Zheng. It was a miracle that he could survive. Although Yang Zheng continued his life, his body became extremely weak.

After severe damage to the vitality, all you can rely on is slow conditioning. With Kaiwo's physical condition, he will not be able to recover without three months.

However, the army of the Holy Fire Sect is imminent. After the three kings reached an agreement on division of troops, Kai's 50,000 troops and 500 armored warships occupied the most important strategic position, and was also the most important main force in the face of the Holy Fire Sect.

Now, the deployment of the coalition forces has been disrupted by Kaiwo's serious injuries. Kaiwo cannot command the battle anymore, and the coalition forces must change their combat plans.

In the white grass hall in the palace, there is a huge wooden barrel in the room, with steam floating inside, and a naked man was soaked in the barrel, which was Kaiwo.

The dark green juice had the breath of herbs. Kaiwo opened his eyes slightly and looked at the two men in front of him who were of the same status as him, and said weakly: "Since I have already agreed, my troops can only be handed over to the command of the teacher."

Suachar and Gary Nolan looked at each other with complex expressions.

Kaiwo's decision shattered a little hope they hoped for, but he was glad that Kaiwo's army did not fall into the hands of the other party.

Just... Yang Zheng!

At the same time, Yang Zheng's figure that night appeared in their minds. First, he turned the tide with his own strength, and then he built a plank road openly. He crossed Chen Cang secretly, luring the killer into killing in one fell swoop. No matter how you look at it, it was an amazing method.

They used to know that Yang Zheng was a man with means and courage, but at this time they had to be impressed by the other party's abilities. At the same time, they also had an indescribable feeling, perhaps mostly fear and vigilance.

Of course, they cannot recruit or suppress such a person.

Yang Zheng couldn't do things for them, and they also asked themselves that they didn't have the ability to control such a person.

What we have to worry about now is how big the other party is, and whether they will eventually be used to deal with the Holy Fire Cult.

This conflict and conflicting psychology continues to impact their hearts, but at this moment they all understand that Yang Zheng is the only choice at present. People in their position are wandering around the steel wires all their lives, and balance depends on their destiny. In the face of the great enemy of the Holy Fire Sect, there is no other choice except to believe in Yang Zheng and others.

Yang Zheng obtained command of the army under Kaiwo, and at the same time supervised the three armies. Overnight he became the first person in the coalition forces.

This is a coincidence and also a fate.

...

On the north bank of the Niam River, Naland, who seemed to be ten years older, and a group of senior priests stood at the entrance of the camp, watching the smoke and dust rolling on the horizon of the Garland Plain.

The earth was shaking violently, and the groundhogs who came out of the plains to look for winter food to retreat back into the cave in panic. Occasionally, they poked their little heads out and looked into the distance.

The huge flag flying by the fire snake first appeared, followed by the stern gun blade, and the metal reflected the light of countless star dots under the sun.

The huge chariot was in the middle of the army under the cover of the 18-sided giant shield chariot.

Naland and several great priests rode their horses to meet them, only 500 meters away from the army. They dismounted and waited.

A scout unit ran over quickly and talked to Naland for a few words to ensure that it was correct. They were scattered around. The army advanced until only a few dozen meters away from Naland and the others. The giant shield chariot slowly scattered to both sides, and a huge golden command chariot in the center slowly drove out. A wooden step was quickly mounted on the chariot, and the curtain of the chariot was lifted, and a middle-aged man in a golden-white jade robe slowly descended along the stairs.

Naland and the great priests all bowed down.

"Welcome to Lord Brando!"

Brando, the God-serving God, is a reincarnated spirit child who has the ability to communicate with God and the successor of the Pope.

One person in the Holy Fire Sect, the big man above ten thousand people finally came to the Niam River on a day in late autumn with the army of the Twenty-one Thousand Holy Fire Sects.

Brando stood in front of Naland, looking at the middle-aged man who was still energetic before setting off. His temples were already pale and he could imagine the huge pressure he had been under in the past two months. Brando sighed in a slight sigh and stretched out his right hand with a huge ruby ​​ring. Nalando respectfully kissed the ruby ​​on the back of his hand, and stood up with red eyes.

Brando's attitude means that he forgives his faults, and Naland is grateful.

"I already know what happened here. Parisord's recklessness ruined his life. Naland, I know you have tried your best to persuade him. This is not your fault, don't blame yourself too much."

The baritone sounded, and everyone who heard him speak was for his rationality and

Naland shouted excitedly: "Master Serve God..." and then bent down deeply.

This is the demeanor of a superior who is in charge of a huge sect. In contrast, it is even more disgusting to the face of a arrogant and arrogant person like Pariador.

Brando's voice was not loud, but it was clearly resounding in everyone's ears: "Pariado paid his life for his arrogance, and died not worthless. Because since the formation of the Southern Expedition, I have seen too many Pariado, your arrogance, your arrogantness, your contempt for the enemy, I have not said it, because I know that there will always be someone who will pay the price and learn a lesson. Now, Pariado is dead, and dies in his self-righteousness. It's great. If he succeeds, I feel incredible. One can make our Holy Fire Cult unremitting efforts and gather dozens of them.

If the enemy that the army wants to destroy can be solved by Pariado alone, then what else should we do? Each of us is foolish, is Pariado the only savior? You are wrong, from the beginning, no one here, including me, can defeat our enemies alone, they are very powerful, and they are stronger than you imagined. You have enough confidence, which is great, but gentlemen, please do not be arrogant, please do not be a second Pariado. God has given you honor, please unite us and clear the heresy from this land favored by God!”

Every soldier of the Holy Fire Priest bowed down and shouted, "Listen to the teachings of the Lord Who Was the God!"

Brando waved his hand and whispered respectfully and solemnly: "For my Lord, I am willing to give everything!"

Everyone swore as they said: "For my Lord, I will give everything!"

...

After reading the information, Yang Zheng kneaded the parchment into a ball of powder.

Standing on the platform, staring at the opposite bank of the Niam River, his mouth gently tilted: "It is only interesting for such an enemy."

The army under the city wall was moving in two directions, like two giant dragons, and the farthest end was no longer visible.

After learning that the god-serving Brando had led an army of 200,000 to the north bank of the Niam River, Suyacha and Garinolan quickly led their respective troops to the two major cities of Baigang and Limestone, and formed a line of defense hundreds of kilometers on the Niam River.

No one knows when the war will suddenly begin, and an inexplicable tension has spread across the banks of the Niam River.

This river that has been winding on the Garland Plain for thousands of years is about to usher in the largest war in the Northern Continent in nearly a hundred years.

The construction of war fortifications on the north bank of the Niam River is being accelerated. Obviously, the other party is sure that the war will not end in a short period of time. Their attitudes all indicate that they will fight a protracted war with the coalition forces on the South Bank.

This great sect that has existed for hundreds of years has accumulated amazing wealth and materials.

Although Taoyuan was plundering their wealth frantically, judging from their arms, the Holy Fire Army was still unfathomable.

There are 230,000 troops in total, and there are 80,000 cavalry. This is known as the most expensive army. Based on the calculation of three cavalry, it requires 240,000 horses, and countless pack horses transporting food and grass. Eighty thousand cavalry. This number can definitely cause any plain country in the Northern Continent to perish overnight. Take Chaolan as an example. It is one of the three major priests and a plain country. Cavalry is very important, but that's it. Chaolan Duchy is squeezing and rushing to produce 5,000 cavalry, and these 5,000 cavalry have to eat half of the revenue of the national treasury every year.

Such troops, the Holy Fire Sect, could gather 80,000 in just a few months. If Kaiwo and the others could know this number beforehand, they would not know if they would have the courage to rebel with Yang Zheng.

If this battle was fought on the plains, Yang Zheng would be powerless. Fortunately, there is still a natural danger of the Niam River, which may be the only place worthy of comfort.

Eighty thousand cavalry requires eighty thousand servants. The servants are generally from peasants and are mainly responsible for logistics, and there is nothing to be praised for in combat effectiveness. The remaining 70,000 are 50,000 infantry and 20,000 archers.

Every soldier is fully equipped, don’t underestimate the word “full”.

In this period of low manufacturing industry, it is amazing to be able to equip weapons, and it is a miracle to be able to equip armor.
Chapter completed!