Chief don't slap in the face

"Wait any longer, you don't even have the strength to masturbate, so why attack another city?"

Someone complained.

"But the chief is not here, who is in command?"

With a word from the bearded man, the noisy big tent was quieted down again. Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and they were a little confused.

The original plan was to not only win this battle, but also to win it beautifully, but after seeing Chaoge's majestic city walls, who would dare to pat their chests and guarantee that this battle can be easily won?

"Great chief, won't he be killed?"

There was a leader of thousands who muttered something, and was immediately angered by the crowd.

"Are you kidding? How could the great chief die in such a place?"

"Although there are traces of battle around here, there are no dead bodies at all. The great chief may have brought his cavalry to capture the savages. Yes, the city wall is too tall. It is a good way to capture a lot of savage cannon fodder and come back to attack the city!"

"Even if you catch the savage, you should come back."

"Even if the [-] Molten Soldiers are trash, we still have [-] Molten Giants, savage savages?"

The more the generals talked, the lower their voices. In fact, everyone is not stupid. After excluding those illogical results, the answer is actually ready to come out.

The great chief, in all likelihood, fell under this city.

It's just instinctive, no one wants to believe it,

boom!

The bearded man slapped the table.

"How long has this tribe been established? It's only been a year. I heard that the summer wild hair hasn't grown all. The chief will die in this kind of place? Believe it or not, I don't believe it anyway!"

"Then it can't be consumed all the time, can it?"

Xia Qingtian sighed, without a barracks stationed, the vitality of the Molten Soldiers will continue to dissipate, that is to say, their combat effectiveness is declining every day.

"Should we take down this tribe first?"

The crowd decided not to wait any longer. One of the most important reasons was that they felt that the four thousand natural troops would be able to defeat Chaoge no matter what.

If you lose a lot, you will definitely be scolded by Xia Taiding, but it is better than wasting so much.

After making up their minds, the generals immediately took action.

Because of his strong self-sufficiency and the impossibility of a surprise attack, Xia Qingtian ordered the messenger to blow the horn loudly to deter the enemy.

Chaoge, study room.

"Master, the enemy is preparing to attack the city."

Come in a hurry on Friday.

"It's finally here, my waiting body is going to rust."

Xia Ye stretched, and pushed away the document in front of him: "Go, go and have a look!"

When Xia Ye arrived, Chao Ge's generals were already standing on the top of the city, observing the enemy's formation.

It has to be said that a thousand Molten Giants are waiting in formation, which is indeed somewhat domineering.

"When will we be able to accumulate so many giant spirit gods of Chaoge?"

Sigo longing.

Now it is no longer called Fengjing Giant Spirit, and Chaoge people regard the Giant Spirit God as a unique building of their own tribe and are proud of it.

In fact, with the subtle influence of the Juggernaut Tower and the Ancestor Altar, the individual units born in the Giant Spirit God Tower have already taken on the charm of Chaoge.

"What's wrong with the low number? One Chaosong Djinn can beat ten Molten Giants."

Friday curls up.

Even Mr. Ghost, who always disliked Friday, nodded this time.

"Jia Duo, act according to the plan!"

Xia Ye ordered.

"Here is the head of your great chief, why don't you surrender quickly!"

Yi Liwei exhaled and raised her voice, and roared out. Although it was a female voice, her arrogance and self-confidence from the bottom of her heart were more domineering than a man's.

Three sentences in a row, drifting into the distance.

"What? What are they shouting?"

The generals who were under the command were stunned, and even the soldiers were stunned. Is the chief dead?No way?

The generals who were setting up the formation immediately put their subordinates on standby, while they found Xia Qingtian in a hurry, ready to discuss it.

"It must be fake!"

The bearded man made a conclusion at a glance.

"Tell me again, is your great chief Xia Taiding? If not, I'll feed the corpse to the dogs!"

Just when the generals hadn't discussed the reason, Friday's cheap taunts rang out.

The word Xia Taiding is too harsh.

The soldiers panicked. The battle hasn't started yet. The chief died first?They were going to ask the chief for an explanation, but the chief was not there, so there was no one to control it, and the atmosphere became bad.

"Go and stabilize your morale first, and then make plans!"

Xia Qingtian bit his lip, thinking about strategy.

"What are you still doing, let's go see what happened to the corpse first? If you dare to lie to us, after breaking the city, drag those people to feed the dogs!"

Cursing, the bearded man had already charged towards the city gate on horseback.

Seeing this, the other generals quickly followed suit.

"you……"

Xia Qingtian was helpless, he had a bad premonition, this time the crusade was going to fail.

There is a row of gallows at the top of each tribe's city, and prisoners such as thieves, robbers, and murderers will be hanged to death, and then their corpses will be exposed for several days. And honor, no infringement allowed.