Archdemon

Finally, after waiting for a while.

The army of the Short Blade Clan was finally ready and began to move towards the border.

In the central army tent of the Short Blade Clan, there were already many high-level orcs, at least half of whom were from the Short Blade Clan.

The other half were from the large tribes under the clan.

Goss, Short Blade sat on the main seat, holding a glass of wine in his hand, looking at the other noisy orc sanctuaries below.

This time, the Short Blade Clan dispatched most of its forces.

The entire army has more than 70 sanctuaries, which is not all the troops. There are also some sanctuaries left in the clan's nest.

In addition to the sanctuaries, the three legends of the Short Blade family were also dispatched, striving to take down the enemy occupying the chaotic land in one fell swoop.

"Has the person who contacted the Fang Clan come back? What did the Fang Clan say?" Goss Short Blade asked, shaking the wine glass.

Next to him was another legend, the legendary shaman: Kosai Short Blade. Kosai Short Blade was slightly weaker, currently only at the second legendary stage.

Another legend in the tent was the legendary warrior Duwei Short Blade, a warrior at the third legendary stage.

In response to the chief's question, Shaman Kosai said with a mocking look on his face: "The people who went to the Fang Clan have returned. As expected, the old woman of the Fang Clan rejected our request for a joint force."

Gos Short Blade narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "What does this old woman want to do?"

Kosai Road: "Although she is not going to attack with us, she has mobilized an elite force of about 120,000 people. Now she is also moving towards the border. It seems that she is preparing to attack from the side."

"This old witch... She must have some conspiracy in secret, so be careful." Gos Short Blade held the wine glass in his hand, his eyes full of murderous intent.

"With the emperor's order, in a state of war, the old witch Wuya should not dare to do anything small." Kosai shook his head slightly.

Although the Orc Empire is a loose clan alliance empire, the Crusher Clan is powerful, and their words are the rules of the empire.

The situation on the border has now reached the Crusher Clan, and the powerful legendary Orc Emperor has also sent someone to deliver orders.

Let's put aside the internal hatred between the Short Blade and the Fang Clan and deal with the external enemies first.

"Hmph! Crusher's order... is shit!" Gos Short Blade snorted coldly, and then said: "He hopes that we will fight the old witch with the Fangs and bleed."

"Be careful, taking down the enemies in the Land of Chaos is nothing, be careful of the old witch with the Fangs' secret conspiracy is the key!" Gos said heavily.

Kosai Short Blade and Dewey Short Blade looked at each other and nodded.

This time, the Short Blade Clan, together with the tribal coalition under its command, has a total of more than 200,000 troops, and these soldiers are elite, each of them is at least above the Black Iron Rank.

For the legends of the Short Blade Clan, Huo Ling, who currently occupies the Chaos Land, is not a strong opponent.

Of course, the reason for this conclusion is that the power of the Chaos Land itself is not strong enough, and the Short Blade Clan only needs to send out half of the army this time to take it down.

The reason why the Chaos Land has not been taken down is only because of the containment of the Fang Tribe, and sometimes the pressure from other clans.

Gos's eyes passed through the military tent, as if he had passed through a long distance and saw the busy Huo Ling's army.

His eyes were full of danger. For him, Huo Ling's appearance gave him a good excuse to send troops.

This time, Gos Short Blade wanted to completely take over the Chaos Land. With this territory, the power of the Short Blade Clan can be gradually strengthened, and the Fang Clan will have a stronger suppression.

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On the other side, the Fang Clan's troops were also advancing.

Compared with the Short Blade Clan, the Fang Clan has fewer troops, including the Holy Land. The Fang Clan sent out only more than 50 Holy Land this time.

In the central army tent of the Fang Clan, the great grandmother Wuya was lying on a bed, and the clan leaders in the tent were also discussing the battle plan.

Beside Wuya was another legend of the clan, Baru Fang.

Baru was a legendary tribal warrior, with a strength of the third legendary stage. He was Wuya's grandson and the current patriarch of the Fang Clan.

The general affairs of the Fang Clan were handled by Baru, except for some major decisions that needed to be handled by Wuya.

"Grandmother, where should we start the attack this time?" Baru's face was firm, he was a very good ruler.

However, for every ruler, they hope to have unique rights, but Baru obviously does not have it, and he has his own's grandmother.

Therefore, Baru has been living cautiously all along. Others don't know, but he still knows how terrifying his grandmother is.

"Baru, you are still so impatient... We don't need to attack. This time, let the Short Blade Clan do it themselves." Wu Ya's old face raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Grandma, what do you mean?" Baru frowned slightly.

"Goss, this little guy, has invested and attracted so much power in the Land of Chaos over the years. He has long been prepared to take over the Land of Chaos."

"As a result, an external force has intervened and occupied the entire Land of Chaos. I don't believe he can swallow this breath."

As he spoke, the smile on Wu Ya's face became more obvious.

"This time, we will follow the side of the Short Blade Family army. We will not attack or leave. I will let Goss, this little guy, be on guard against me all the time."

"Will there be any problems with the Crusher Clan in this way? Will they reprimand our Fang Clan?" Baru's brows relaxed a little.

"No problem, just scold me. I'll send some gifts and bribe them later. What's the big deal about a small reprimand?" Wuya waved her hand indifferently.

For the Skull Crusher Clan, both Goss and Wuya acted indifferent. This is the impact of strength.

The Skull Crusher Clan is strong, but they will not go to war with the Fangs or Short Blades Clan for no reason. It's nothing more than a verbal reprimand, which is harmless.

Over the years, the Skull Crusher Clan has been weakening the strength of other clans, just like the Short Blade Clan has been trying to weaken the big tribes below it every year, but the methods are different.

"Baru, send a few smart guys to find the force that occupies the Chaos Land and pass on the Short Blade Clan's information... Hehehe, I want to see how much this little guy Gos will lose this time!"

Wu Ya smiled like an old lady next door, but her words were full of conspiracy. Her smile moved the tattoo on her neck, making the venomous snake tattoo twist more and more.