The Lord Who Wants to Be Emperor

Aslan saw his pupils shrink.

Medoria whispered: "Mitt! Birja!"

"hateful!"

"Instructor of the Great Swordsman, let the aviation magic team quickly lift off and evacuate." Duke Medea said decisively.

Aslan nodded, speeding up into the air.

Boom boom boom!

The violent explosion caused by the aerial bomb instantly overwhelmed the entire camp where grain and grass were stored, and several of them directly landed on the livestock herd, causing chaos in the livestock herd.

Smoke billowed from the explosion, even covering the entire camp, and the flames spread rapidly.

Aslan led the Aviation Magic Brigade to an altitude of five kilometers and suddenly shouted.

"Pyroblast style! Undifferentiated coverage blow."

Suddenly countless flame bombs fell from the sky, like a meteor shower, continuously falling.

The southern sage of the Ottoman kingdom, Kattoya, uttered an angry roar. The forage camp he was in charge of guarding had already fallen into a sea of ​​flames. He would never let go of these rats who dared to attack the camp.

The revolver rods of the Duke of Medea opened the bow from the left and right, and two huge fire dragons spewed out from the muzzle, and then slowly grew larger. It was an upgraded version of the fire dragon burst spell, the fire dragon burst.

The Yanlong hit Kattoya's scimitar, Kattoya's body couldn't help but shook, he could not avoid the fire dragon in front of him.

"The Great Magister is strong." Kattoya instantly guessed the enemy's strength.

"All mentor-level powerhouses unite to attack." Kattoya shouted loudly.

The number of mentor-level powerhouses in the rear army exceeded 30, and they flew up to the Duke of Medea for a while.

"Tokins! Jato! Elitelina gave me all my strength to sniper those instructor-level powerhouses." Aslan roared, the G43 rifle stick in his hand began to charge.

Bang bang bang!

With three gunshots, three instructor-level powerhouses were knocked down from the air.

The Duke of Medea had a flame dragon entangled with Kattoya, and the other directly plunged into the crowd of mentor-level powerhouses.

"burst!"

The power of the Yanlong Explosion was terrifying. The two mentor-level powerhouses couldn't react and were directly blown to pieces by the Yanlong. Six or seven people were injured.

puff!

Before the four mentor-level powerhouses had time to rejoice in escaping, they were given headshots by sudden bullets.

Kattoya roared, and just after the battle, six mentor-level powerhouses died.

It split the Yanlong with one sword, and then slashed it for three consecutive times, directly splitting the Yanlong. Just after taking a breath, I saw the sky, like dumplings, dropping fist-sized black objects.

Then there were violent explosions in the camp, and many soldiers were directly torn apart by the bombing, and the troops that were not easy to gather were directly blown up.

This scene made Kattoya see his heart splitting.

These are his elite tribal forces.

"Damn you!" Kattoya roared and wanted to fly into the sky, but was shot back by the Duke of Medea indiscriminately.

"Your opponent is me." The Duke of Medea blew the smoking muzzle with his coquettish lips, and said lightly.

"Looking for death! You bitch!" Kattoya roared.

Duke Medea's face suddenly became gloomy, and he said coldly: "Don't worry! I won't let you die too comfortable."

Aslan shot again.

As the Great Sorcerer, he wanted to kill a mentor-level powerhouse with a single shot, and the charging time was three times as long as that of the magisters like Jado, so for them who were ready to take the fourth shot, Aslan shot the second. Just finished charging.

"Second!" Aslan succeeded in taking a headshot of a mentor-level powerhouse.

It's just that compared to Elitelina, the record is insignificant. She has already killed six people alone. Two of them were shot twice by her because they were too close.

Kattoya was played between the applause by the Duke of Medea, and realized the seriousness of the matter. Seeing his subordinates are dying fast, he couldn't help showing fear.

This great magister is too strong, even if Da Shanyu comes in person, he can't be so lightly suppressed.

"Are you afraid!" Duke Medea asked suddenly.

Kattoya did not answer.

"It doesn't matter, we will kill your subordinates first, and then torture you slowly, rest assured that you can't run away." Duke Medea spoke the most vicious words in the softest tone.

Facing the existence of the continent's top magister, Kattoya couldn't even escape. He could only watch his subordinates be killed, and let the sky continue to fall into the rain of meteors.

"Damn! Damn! Why didn't you kill me." Kattoya roared.

puff!

Kattoya's limbs were directly interrupted and fell to the ground from the air.

"Who on earth are you?"

The Duke of Medea stood in the flames and walked step by step towards Kattoya, who had been slashed into a club.

Aslan also slowly stopped in the air, somewhat helplessly said.

"Hurry up and kill it!"

"Okay!" Duke Medea reluctantly said.

Kattoya didn't get any answer, and in the end he could only see the sharp heels of the high heels stepping on his head.

When the fire in the rear army camp was extinguished, less than one-tenth of the grain and grass remained in the camp, and most of the livestock, cattle and sheep died, and most of them escaped, and there was no one who could be the master.

The weakest strength of each banner owner and deputy banner owner is also at the mentor level. In addition, many Wanqi leaders are also mentor-level powerhouses. Suddenly all the mentor-level powerhouses are all dead, and the entire camp is chaotic. Especially this kind of army that relies entirely on nomadic tribes. Once it loses the leadership of the top commander, let alone reorganize the flag, many quick-reacting tribal chiefs begin to **** the remaining food and livestock, even the dead animals. Let it go.

When the Chinese army sent two ten thousand cavalry teams over, the entire rear army camp was empty, leaving only a messy camp and a corpse on the ground.

The two ten thousand cavalry teams who came to check the situation were shocked and led the cavalry into the camp that had become ruins. The food and livestock had disappeared without a trace, and there were corpses everywhere in the camp.

A soldier quickly came to the fighting area of ​​Kattoya. They found Kattoya's body that had been beaten with a man's club, half of his face was pierced by sharp objects.

"Report to Chief Wan Qi, there are still many powerful bodies there." A knight of the Ottoman Kingdom said in a trembling tone.

In the past, each of these people was an existence he needed to look up to, but now they have become cold corpses lying on the ground.

Wan Qichang Attil is also a mentor-level powerhouse, so most of them are no strangers to the identities of these people. Every time he sees a corpse, his body can't help but tremble.

A great swordsman instructor was in charge, and the camp of more than 30 instructor-level powerhouses assisted in defense was breached, and there was still no life left. What kind of enemy did they encounter?