The Rise of History’s Most Powerful Empire

"Boom, boom!" With the traditional Chinese cowhide war drum, the percussion resounded in this plain, and Zhong Yu's army of more than 100 people slowly advanced slowly, hundreds of people like One person in general, advancing in unison.

Looking at the barbarian coalition on the opposite side, they were stunned. Some of them couldn't help but take a few steps back. Then they were reprimanded by the barbarian leader who took care of them and rushed back.

When Zhong Yu eliminated those small tribes, he knew that he would eventually have a battle with the two big tribes, so he had no other arrangements for the army these days, just to train them to walk in unison and listen to the drums. Advance and retreat, these three basic things.

The Yellow Turbans are okay, after all, they are traditional Chinese people, and they still know about these problems, but those barbarians are not good, most of their heads are missing a tendon, and they are stunned. Zhong Yu was also beating and scolding, and painstakingly made them understand these three orders.

When the other party was deterred by their military appearance, the leader of the other party also realized that it would not be possible to continue like this, so, following their team leader, Denell gave an order and loudly said: "Kill me, show me It's time for us to be brave."

With his poor adjectives, he could only think of such a morale-boosting sentence, although there were very few of them. But there are still some stupefied savages inspired. After howling a few times, they immediately took their weapons and rushed up. The others were inspired by them and followed.

The barbarian's unique bone horns whined, and a large group of barbarian soldiers were inspired to charge up. The two armies began to confront each other, and Zhong Yu's leading army was the slave army. The number is about 30 people, and their duty is to be the first to join the camp, and every time they fight, they take the lead.

Although those slave legions are not willing to fight in the front line, being a vanguard is a job with a high casualty rate. How many people are willing to risk their lives to fight for this kind of wealth?

Maybe, but that's just a few careerists. However, looking at the barbarian coalition army in front of them like wolves like tigers, the yellow turban army supervisor team was eyeing at the back.

In the eyes of the barbarian coalition, he was a scum among the barbarians, and he took refuge in the weak and thin, those yellow-skinned people. It is unforgivable, and it has become a shame among the barbarians. If they are caught, they will never care about giving themselves a knife and letting themselves meet the great Ancestral God.

Anyway, in the eyes of the Yellow Turbans, they are cowardly surrenderers whose only value is to consume the number of enemies, deplete their strength, and reduce their own losses. This is the sadness of being a slave army, and it is also a unique feature of this era.

After a while, people slowly began to die, and casualties began to increase. That group of slave legions of about thirty people. More than a dozen people died at once, and the battle range even spread to the servant army behind, and also lost a few people.

However, the group of savage tribe warriors with backward weapons, poor discipline, and lack of cooperation, only knew how to chase and fight, showing their personal bravery, while the passively cooperating Zhong Yu troops were strangled to death.

The number of people who died has also gradually increased. I saw that more than 20 people from my own tribe have died, and the casualties of the other side are less than half of their own.

While his side is still getting bigger and bigger, Denell couldn't bear the anxiety in his heart, took his own weapon, and put on his own fur armor. The leader of the charge took the lead, and after a while, he rushed to the front of his own formation, killed him, and suddenly he rushed out of the gap in his tight formation, and then the barbarians rushed in with him.

Seeing that Denell was invincible within his own camp, as if the god of death was alive and unstoppable, everyone saw him rushing over and quickly retreated.

Zhong Yu's originally neat camp was suddenly messed up by one person. Alas, it seems that the training is still a bit insufficient. If you can give yourself three months, or even a month, your army will not be disrupted like this.

I secretly made up my mind that after I go back, I must train these bastards hard. Let them go on like this, and maybe they will really die on the battlefield in the future.

But it's okay now. Although my army is bad, those savages are even worse than myself. Who is stronger between the two forces is a process of comparison. Who is worse? Whoever will be wiped out by better forces.

Although Zhong Yu was shocked by Denell's bravery, the range he could influence was only a dozen people. Compared to a battlefield with hundreds of people, the influence that a dozen people can cause is very minimal. .

On the other hand, Zhong Yu was very interested in Denier's brave strength. What gave him such a powerful physique! You know, this is a world with extraordinary power. Does Denier have extraordinary strength? If you think about it like that, it doesn't matter?

After all, as the patriarch of a tribe of hundreds of people, he possesses some unknown extraordinary powers. It is also normal, so they can become patriarchs and command the people above everyone.

Faintly, Zhong Yu looked at Denell, his body seemed to emit a khaki light, but it was too light, only with every attack of Denell, a light flashed on his hand.

Zhong Yu had a faint guess in his heart, it should be the legendary fighting qi, and the light should be earth-based fighting qi.

Slowly, the soldiers on Zhong Yu's side, because of Denier's bravery, gradually lowered their morale, but they still did not collapse. And Denair's tribal coalition army gradually expanded, and even more casualties than Zhong Yu's troops.

After all, is there any training? Whether they understand or not cooperate is an important criterion for an army to decide whether it is elite or not. Even if their time is very short, only a few days or a dozen days, the gap is reflected here. Those who have not undergone training The barbarian legion is very brave, but when they fight against the Zhong Yu troops who have been trained and know how to cooperate with each other, the casualties will increase.

Outside the battlefield, Anderson, who was protected by two personal guards, looked at the battlefield sharply, and his grasp of every battle was clearly visible. And they continued to issue orders, deploy soldiers, and put out fires everywhere. Don't let your soldiers collapse because of one place, and slowly cause a complete collapse.

However, the direction of the war is not something that a mortal person can grasp, it belongs to the authority of the God of War. Seeing that his army was slowly decreasing, and the losing balance of the battle was slowly moving towards his side, Anderson became anxious, and was still there to fight for himself, and quickly shouted: "Denair, What are you doing? Take a look on the battlefield, our army is slowly shrinking, if you don't do anything to turn the tide of the battle, then we will wait on our knees and pray for the unpredictable victor. Forgive me!"

Hearing Anderson's anxious and irritable tone, Denell looked back and scanned the battlefield. I found that the guards who had followed me were no longer there. I was not far away and could see them lying on the ground with their eyes open, staring at the sky absentmindedly, as if they were talking about what happened before they died. unwilling. On the battlefield, there were only about 200 troops on his side, but only about 100 troops were left, and the opponent's army actually had more than 80 people, almost 90 people. Denell's whole body was cold, and his mind couldn't help but clear up.

Find out that your bravery can't bring greater changes to the battle situation? Denell understands that if things go on like this, there will be no greater change in the battle situation, and he still cannot avoid the fate of failure.

Great Ancestor God, are you punishing me? I blame myself for usurping the entire authority within the group, but all of this is for the survival of the group. It will not be cut off, but it will continue, so that we can worship you better!

Ancestor, what should I do? If you don't want your descendants, cut off here. Then please give me a hint! Let me lead our people to victory in the war and to a stronger path.