Into another world with Naruto

The workers were okay. After all, they had seen Li Xi's method of glaring dozens of trolls and bugbears to death. This time, the scene was just bigger and more invincible, which made them surrender wholeheartedly and not dare to resist.

Those who were truly suppressed were the barbarians who were led down the ice and snow plateau by Cage.

The barbarians believed in the strong and did not believe in the talkers. They only found reason in their fists. This was their racial creed that allowed them to survive on the extremely harsh conditions of the ice and snow plateau.

When they first came here, they believed that Cage, who was at the sixth level, thought how powerful the man who made Cage surrender was. However, after they came, they had never seen Li Xi’s methods or how powerful this master was. It's amazing. All the legends about him are just fragments of stories they heard from Cage, and there are many contradictions in them. So even if Li Xi entertains them with delicious food and drinks, they don't really join in.

Well now, in a battle, they saw the methods of this master who was highly praised by their young patriarch. They didn't even take action personally. There were more than 1 orcs who needed the same number of them to defeat, plus an army of nearly eight levels. The Elephant Man was all wiped out in no more than two hourglasses.

The most terrifying thing is that only one of our own magical beasts takes action, which makes this city lord even more unpredictable. Such terrifying strength can destroy their tribe hundreds of times. He is a strong man that their barbarians can truly surrender to.

Li Xi put away the three tails and said to the barbarians and workers below: "Go, the trophies on the ground outside are your battlefield, pick them all up for me."

"boom"

Li Xi's words seemed like a spark falling into the gasoline barrel and exploding directly on the spot.

This kind of opportunity to clean the battlefield may not have appeared in the wasteland for hundreds of years. Only the victorious party has the right to clean the battlefield. As the Dolo Wasteland is sandwiched between humans and the orc empire, only those who have been beaten to the ground are missing their teeth. There is no chance that they can clean up the battlefield.

All the workers opened their legs and rushed out of the city crazily. The anxious bugbears and trolls jumped directly from the city wall. No matter what, just picking up a piece of cloth on the ground was good, for the barren Doro In the wilderness, every stone has its use.

On the battlefield outside the city, although Sanweiji defeated an army of more than 1 with one tailed beast jade, there were still a few thousand Pige warriors left.

Now that all the leaders were killed in the battle, they faced an opponent that was absolutely unbeatable, especially the energy beam that could annihilate everything, causing these Pygmy warriors to retreat directly from the state of madness.

Looking at the workers pouring out of the city, the instinct of survival took over the glory of the past. The few remaining Pige warriors immediately fled in all directions. They did not distinguish between the east, west and north. As long as they escaped from this devil city, Li Xi even saw most of the Pige warriors fleeing to the south in a panic.

Li Xi withdrew his gaze and took out a magic communication crystal ball from the space ring. A little energy was transmitted into it, and Lawrence's voice sounded from the opposite side, "Understood, I promise to complete the mission."

"Sir, is this...?" Feimo asked doubtfully.

Li Xi held up the crystal ball and said, "Your Highness also knows that I have another identity as the master of underground mercenaries. Naturally, I want to seek some benefits for those mercenaries. These thousands of defeated soldiers are the benefits I will share."

Feimo smiled, "Mr. Daqing used my money to win people's hearts."

"Your Highness relies on the empire, and this little money is just a little bit of residue leaking out from between your fingers. I believe that Your Highness is not such a stingy person."

What Li Xi and Feimo were talking about were naturally the tasks posted in the underground mercenary world. Every orc warrior had a large reward. The money had been agreed upon long ago and was paid by Feimo.

"I'm not stingy, but I always have money. But now that my husband has wiped out the vanguard army alone, this commission is enough to give me a headache." Fei Mo's dark eyes rolled his eyes at Li Xi, as if he was complaining about Li Xi. His ability is so powerful.

"There is no rush for this commission. Your Highness will settle the settlement together after the war is over." Li Xi sniffed the rich blood in the air, as if he had a premonition of the war in a few days. "I hope your Highness will not deduct it then."

The 48-strong army was defeated in a snap with a wave of his hand. Through this battle, Feimo once again realized the importance of Li Xi and suggested again, "Sir, during these two days, I will mobilize tens of thousands of troops to help you defend the city." , I have seen your strength, but even with the tailed beast Shukaku, you can't stop the [-] orc army. With my army here, I can definitely help you share a lot of pressure."

Li Xi did not speak, but looked at the workers who were cleaning the battlefield outside the city and laughed and laughed because they picked up good things. His eyes were meaningful, just like looking at the New Year pigs that were working hard to eat and wait until the New Year to be slaughtered.

...........

night,

At the edge of the wasteland, there is an orderly army. The steam of hundreds of thousands of warriors makes the temperature here several degrees higher than other places. The loud and noisy sounds show the heroism of the orcs. There is nothing like before the war. The atmosphere was tense, and even beside many fires, groups of small and large groups could be seen fighting.

But in the middle of the army, the momentum in the Chinese army's tent was completely opposite. The chilling atmosphere seemed to condense into ice, making every orc in the tent feel the chill coming from deep in their souls.

But now no orcs will pay attention to these, but concentrate on listening to the two shamans kneeling on the ground, crying, telling everything they saw with their own eyes during the day.

On the main seat, there is an orc with the word "king" on his forehead like a knife and axe. At this time, his slightly closed eyes and beating temples show that he is not peaceful in his heart. With every heavy breath, his whole body... The temperature in the tents is a few degrees lower.

This is exactly what Juan calls Prince Lien, the commander of the army. He is an eighth-level orc warrior and one of the few strong and wise men in the orc empire.

"The entire army of [-] forwards was wiped out, and Juan also pledged his life to the country, just because the other party dispatched an unknown monster?" After the two shamans told the story in detail several times, Prince Lien opened his mouth He hesitated, it was hard for him to believe such news. Why didn't he know when a Warcraft could be so powerful?

The most important thing is that if there really is such a magical beast, the news of such a powerful person will be given wings and fly all over the sky, warning all living beings to stay away from here, how could they encounter a silent cat here.

"Your Highness, it is indeed true. The monster looks like a turtle, covered with barbs more than one meter long. It is a hundred meters long, has three tails, and a strange broadsword. After the madness, General Juan was pressed down and beaten. He He can also spit energy beams from his mouth, which are as powerful as forbidden curses, and he destroyed more than 1 of my troops in one go."

The two shamans have repeated this countless times, but the people in the camp still don't want to believe it.

"Great Shaman Louis, what do you think of this matter?" Prince Lien couldn't figure it out. He searched through all his memories and couldn't find any information about this monster.

Since that was the case, I simply didn’t think about it and asked the question to an old man next to me wearing a red shaman costume and wielding a staff. It was the red shaman mentioned in the intelligence, Louis.

Louis slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes flashed, "The strength of most Warcraft can be felt through the body shape, just like a giant dragon. Every advancement has earth-shaking changes. Although we don't know him, we can feel it through the body shape." Judge his strength.”

Everyone nodded, this is already the recognition method recognized by all life forms on the continent, the bigger the body, the more powerful it is.

Anyone under one meter can be bullied casually, but it doesn't matter if it takes a little effort between one meter and ten meters. From ten to 20 meters, it's a bit dangerous. When it's above 20 meters, it's the kind of existence that can hide whenever possible. As for those who are 30 meters, For the sake of your own life, run as far as you can.

Lewis continued: "A hundred-meter-long monster, only an eighth-level ancient dragon can be in such a state, but you said that monster is shaped like a turtle. This has never appeared in our country's records. I guess it is possible. It’s a mutant left over from ancient times, and its strength should be slightly stronger than the ancient dragon, but he can’t fly, so we can treat him as an ancient dragon.”

Listening to Louis's eloquent words, Prince Lien continued to ask: "Then how does Louis, the great shaman, think we should deal with this ancient alien species?"

"It's very simple. As long as I cooperate with the two holy beasts, I can definitely entangle the ancient alien species. Although his turtle shell is hard, the claws of the holy beasts can be sharp. As for Richard who doesn't know the depth yet, I believe that His Highness the Prince and General DeWitt can definitely deal with him together.”

Prince Lien looked to the other side. Sitting here was a strong man like a black tower. His aura was like a burning furnace. The cold winter could not affect him at all. This was another member of the army. An eighth-level strongman, DeWitt of the black bear clan.

When DeWitt heard the name of the great shaman Louis, he immediately stood up and said, "I will obey the order of the great shaman."

"Okay, in two days the troops will attack this ruined city. I will kill all the living creatures in the city to avenge Juan and the forward troops." Prince Lien concluded today's discussion and the next battle with a bloody oath. deploy.

"Yes."

More than a dozen generals took the order in unison.

"Let's not talk about the destruction of the forward troops. As for the defeated Pig warriors encountered along the way, we don't need to listen to their excuses. They will all be treated as deserters." Another order from Prince Lien directly determined the fate of thousands of soldiers. life and death.

Two consecutive orders revealed the general's iron fist.

Deserting is a capital offense in any army! ! !

.........

At the same time, Feimo, who couldn't sleep, was discussing with Alma.

"Your Highness, the main force of the orc army will arrive soon. Bixue City needs you to go back and take charge of the overall situation. I don't know when you will leave?"

Alma was a little anxious. Seeing that the battle with millions of troops was about to begin, you, the coach, came here and ignored your own deployment. This was somewhat unprofessional. The troops were in danger and the war was in critical condition. This was no joke.

But Feimo seemed not to have heard Alma's words, and kept thinking about the problem in his mind. After a moment, he asked: "Master, how strong do you think it is to stop this 48-strong army?"

"I don't know how strong it is. Anyway, I can't do it. Even an eighth-level strong person can't do it. Don't talk about ancient dragons and titans. As long as you are entangled, you will die. Unless you are at level nine or above, it is possible."

Elma continued her analysis, "It's possible for Gargaro, but he doesn't dare to open the plane of the undead in front of the army, because if he can win this battle, he will also be killed by the peerless strongman of the Orc Empire. Face."

"I know you are wondering what means Mr. Richard can use to stop this 48-strong army, but based on my guess, there is a high probability that he will leave here when the army arrives."

Feimo was silent, but quickly rejected Alma's guess, because she had a feeling that this feeling appeared for no reason and had no basis, but she could feel that Richard must have some means to stop this 48-strong army. , which is why Feimo is reluctant to leave here, because she wants to see what kind of method this is.

If such a method really exists, and it is not the kind of power that can only be possessed by so-called gods, then the empire is willing to pay any price to obtain this method, any price!

It's just that Li Xi didn't say it or admit it. He just revealed that he had such strength. Even when the whole world didn't believe in him, Feimo still had to bet on the existence of such a method.

For this, Feimo is willing to pay any price!

Two days have passed in the blink of an eye. This city with an outer city wall only two meters high has undergone a lot of changes. First of all, there were originally nearly 20 workers, but now there are only less than 17 left. The difference in the middle has been taken up by Li. Xi Yiyi ordered to disappear on the earth. Those were the workers who were preparing to escape before the war.

For deserters who abandon their companions and run away, all lives choose the same method, which is to destroy them. No grain of food will be mercifully given to the deserters.

As for Li Xi's sentence of more than 2 workers, no one dared to complain. Li Xi now has unparalleled deterrence. If there are complaints, it may be that Li Xi did not give them the corpses of these deserters. This is a lot of meat!

The second major change is that the outer city is densely packed with marching tents, with rising smoke and the aroma of cooked food filling the upper part of the city.

The supplies carried by the 17 forward troops were enough to feed [-] workers for ten days. As for the warm tents and furs, one-third of the workers could safely survive this cold winter.

It was just when the sun was rising again, and the sunlight had not yet penetrated the thick morning fog.

The army, heavy with black clouds, slowly approached the only city in the wasteland from one end of the sky.

Although the army is still out of sight, the 48 troops have made the entire wasteland begin to tremble. This is a weight that even the earth cannot bear.

Every life is reminded by the constant fear and destruction from the depths of the soul. Just like a mouse trying to run out of its cave before an earthquake, the soul instinctively reminds every life to hurry up, stay away, and run. If you don’t run, you will definitely die. !