Alien Queen

In the Lembel Grassland of the Aram Continent, green grass stretches endlessly, and the refreshing air is replaced by rotten and fishy stench with the roar of the monsoon.

If you look down from a high altitude, the Lembel Grassland with long grass and flying birds has completely transformed into two different worlds.

From the center of the Lumbell Grassland, the view to the south is still green and refreshing, but to the north it is a barren landscape. Even the scorching sunlight cannot penetrate the gray fog that permeates the northern half of the Lumbell Grassland, and the thriving vitality is covered by it. Covered in the thick aura of death, even the weeds and thorns that could not be burned by wildfire were completely corroded to death and returned to the smelly soil.

The clearly visible gray mist is advancing slowly but firmly towards the south of the Lumbell Grassland, bringing death and decay to this grassland that has existed for countless tens of thousands of years. The vast and vast Lumbell Grassland emits a silent wail. , waiting for the decay of his fate in the strong breath of death.

In addition to the breath of death, the invisible smoke of gunpowder also permeates this fertile Lembel grassland.

Glory Army - This is the name of the joint army formed by Queen Lui of the Moon Elf of Nasti for humans, orcs, sea tribes, including other races living in Aram and supporting forces from other continents.

Fight for a living space, defend the right to life, and win the glory of a safe life!

Count Drena was wearing armor and riding a war horse also covered in soft armor and stood at the forefront. Behind him stood a total of 400,000 indigenous savages in the southern extreme desert.

They are all about two meters tall, and the armor and weapons Li Junshan transported from Dark Swamp Blackstone City are enough to arm them. These bold and strong native savages prefer sharp weapons to those heavy armors. They were equipped with sophisticated equipment from head to toe.

The 400,000 indigenous savages will be the first force to fight against the United Glory Army and the undead army that invaded the Aram continent.

Without fear or flinching, the heavy breathing of 400,000 well-fed and drunk indigenous savages merged into a powerful airflow. A few three-meter-tall indigenous flag soldiers with gray hair exposed on their upper bodies carried a flagpole that was ten meters high. , a flag embroidered with thorns fluttered in the wind, piercing the sky like a sharp sword with a surge of heroic spirit.

This is not the flag of the United Army, but the flag of the indigenous savages in the extreme southern desert.

In the Kingdom of Thorns, whether it is the original guarantee of the Holy Summoner or the current promise of Queen Lui, regardless of the success or failure of the war, the indigenous savages will have their own country in the near future and will no longer suffer intentional suppression by any national force. .

This news excited the various indigenous tribes far more than resisting the undead invasion and fighting for living space. After humans, orcs and sea tribes promised to provide them with civilization and technology, the blood and fighting spirit of the indigenous savages were completely ignited.

Surprised and sighing at the smoky fighting spirit of the 400,000-strong army behind him, Count Drenna quickly got on his horse and took out his crystal telescope to look ahead. Several human warriors riding arrow-winged eagles in the air let out a few words. Signals of varying lengths were carried far away in the low wind.

Even though he was wearing well-made white cloth gloves, Count Drena's palms soon became wet. Whether it was the warning from the Arrow-winged Eagle warrior in the air or the crystal telescope in his hand, this general who was good at fighting knew that as long as In another hour or so, this vast grassland will soon be covered in scarlet blood and countless corpses.

To the endless north, a dense army of undead stretches for miles and is rushing towards this side. The thick breath of death condenses into tangible gray mist. As they advance slowly but firmly, the gray mist forms a giant billowing line. Smoke dragon.

The calm before the storm, the boundless murderous intent and invisible gunpowder smoke filled the entire Lembel Grassland.

General. How far are they?

An orc fox chief priest in black robe nervously wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Behind him stood at least a thousand orc priests. These priests were the guarantee for maximizing the combat power of the indigenous savages.

The indigenous savages do not pay attention to strategy, do not like detours, and only prefer head-on collisions. In such a short period of time, no one can make them attack and defend as well as advance and retreat in an orderly manner like humans or orcs. Fortunately, they are dealing with machines. As for the traditional undead creatures, this is just a collision of flesh and blood. It doesn't require much strategy.

After all, there are not many high-level undead creatures with smart intelligence, and only low-level undead creatures such as skeletons and rotting zombies are the main force in the war.

They will appear in our sights within an hour at most. Count Drenna put away the crystal telescope. He waved to the flag soldiers behind him.

The flag soldier climbed onto the back of a huge Yun Xiao. After the latter flapped its wings and flew into the air with a clear chirp, the flag soldier took out two small flags, one red and one yellow, from the back full of flags of various colors and quickly flew them. A semaphore was raised.

The indigenous army stretched back for dozens of miles, and when ten flag soldiers alternately conveyed the flags one after another, they finally reached the rear. The thunderous sound of military drums suddenly resounded throughout the Lombir grassland.

Li Junshan is not here at this time. If he were here, he would also be horrified after having experienced enough hardships.

The Lembel Grassland has completely turned into a sea of ​​troops. At a glance, there are people in front of them, but the largest number of people are still humans. , the human armies such as generals, cavalry, heavy infantry, and priest corps gathered in Tang Shang, and a torrent of 1.5 million human coalition forces flooded the Lumbell Grassland.

Giant elephant warriors as tall as mountain peaks, well-trained wolf cavalry, and vigorous tiger and leopard warriors. On the left side of the human joint army is the orc army. Although the number of the 600,000 orc army is several times less than that of humans, No one would doubt that they had the strength to fight against the human husband in front of them.

Compared to the two races with the largest population base, the numbers of other races are completely negligible. The huge military camp occupies an unimaginable area. The entire joint army is like a volcano waiting to erupt, quietly brewing smoke and killings. .

“Your Majesty the Queen, the undead army is still an hour away from the indigenous vanguard.

. A heavily armed knight rushed into the commander's camp at the front of the military camp and reported without even daring to raise his head.

There were dozens of human and orc officers sitting in the huge military camp, and the person sitting in front of the military camp was Lu Yi. Her brows were furrowed as she looked at the accurately made sand table on the military bench and listened. Upon hearing the knight's report, his pupils suddenly shrank. Then he waved his hand.

A arrogant human general saw the knights retreating respectfully, and couldn't help but said: Every force is precious now. How can we allow 400,000 indigenous warriors to fight with more than two million undead armies without Do you want to provide support?

The undead army that invaded the plane of Aram was only one million, but under the summons of high-level undead, more than one million dead humans turned into undead and used their teeth and claws to counterattack their compatriots.

The originally tense atmosphere in the commander's camp became even more deadly due to the bearded general's questions. The generals who were almost frustrated by the beautiful elf queen in front of them in several military exercises stared at Lui, and no one said a word. .

Group combat is just a test. Whether we or the undead, everyone has this idea. There is no emotion on Lu Yi's face. She looked at the bearded general and said: Remember, they are not indigenous warriors but warriors of the Thorn Kingdom. Those undead lords want to Looking at our combat power, we also want to see the combat power of the undead army. Four hundred thousand warriors from the Kingdom of Thorns are enough to consume one or two hours, after which the war really begins.

Time is too tight, and the undead army is advancing a day faster than we imagined. You and I both know that the high-level powerhouses of the Sea Tribe are nervously transporting high-end support forces from other continents. The number of people that the magic teleportation array can transport at one time Limited, these one or two hours are very important to us. If we put all our strength into full-scale combat from the beginning, and those undead lords and undead high-level powerhouses directly join the battle without any scruples, it will definitely be a disaster for us. . Lu Yi saw the bearded general bow slightly and sit back, but he didn't mean to stop. He said: The human army has the largest base. If the 400,000 warriors of the Thorn Kingdom are completely consumed, the high-level undead have not yet participated in the battle. Meaning, then the human coalition will join the war next. The conservative number is one million.

A dozen human generals in the commander's camp looked at each other. It seemed that they wanted to say something, but in the end no one spoke.

In fact, I would rather have the human coalition be the vanguard at the beginning, but after thinking about it, you won't answer the question. If you don't bring along the orcs or the army of the Kingdom of Thorns, you humans may not be willing to fight. Lu Yi Miaomu was at the commander's camp. After looking around, the human generals lowered their heads slightly, and no one dared to meet her eyes.

Sighing in her heart, Lu Yi continued: Six to seven undead lords, including the high-level undead strongmen around them. This is the key to the war. If the Sea Clan, including the support forces from other continents they sent, are not there, We will be in place within one to two hours, and our entire world does not know what the final situation will be, and the Aram continent will definitely fall.

It's not that easy.

Feeling the space fluctuations coming from outside the commander's camp, and at the same time hearing a burst of well-spoken Aran lingua franca, and more of a burst of soldiers' exclamations and high-pitched horn sounds, Lu Yi's face surged with ecstasy. , hurriedly stood up and ran outside the commander's camp. Following her, Rockefici and dozens of generals in the camp also followed her out.

In an open space not far from the commander's camp, a huge magic teleportation array exuded bright and blurry light, and figures one after another flew out of the teleportation array rapidly.

The huge sea whale giant, the beautiful mermaid magician, the graceful and luxurious sea royal family, and the sea pseudo-sanctuary strongman who can bring out the power of terrifying elements in a blink of an eye.

The more Lu Yi looked at her pretty eyebrows, the more they stretched. When she saw a large group of strong giants more than ten meters high coming out of the teleportation array with a biting chill, her beautiful eyes widened and she couldn't help but say in surprise: Ice, frost giant.

The Ymir Frost Giant came to this continent with the revelation of the gods. A very, very strong Frost Giant leaned down. The huge mouth was like a ball of ice and snow brewing in a storm: Beautiful elves, we are here to defend against evil intruders.