It rained coldly and coldly, and the shadow that wandered outside the camp finally came out of the darkness and infiltrated the territory of the 'hypocrites' through the night.

On the arrow tower, the conscientious sentinels finally relaxed their vigilance and sat around the torch to keep warm.

The young sentinel looked out the window with a suspicious face, a world shrouded in haze and rain weaving like a waterfall.

"Will the barbarians take advantage of the attack now?"

The old sentinels burst out laughing:

"Even if you come, it's useless, because ......"

The young sentry's face suddenly became extremely frightened, because he saw a terrifying shadow suddenly appearing behind the self-talking veteran.

The sudden appearance was as strong as a brown bear that could walk upright, and two lines of crimson blood containing ferocity and murder pierced through the veteran's body and sank into the chests of several veterans beside him.

A nameless wind blew, and the young sentinel suddenly felt some wetness on his face, and immediately reached out to touch it, but what he touched was bloody hands.

And in front of his eyes, the seniors who were still talking and laughing had already been torn apart at will like rags, and the flying severed limbs appeared in front of his eyes, and at the critical moment, the young sentry decisively fainted.

The murderer who caused the blood only glanced at it with disdain, stepped forward, stepped on the sentry's abdomen, and suddenly squeezed out his intestines like a can.

The remnants of the candlelight illuminated the murderer's face.

It was an ape-like face covered in exuberant hair, and the scars added to the hideousness of the ugliness.

If the most vitriolic anthropologist is asked to define it, then it is nothing more than -

"A bunch of beasts that have learned to dress!"

However, these beasts have formed an order that is beyond the reach of most human kingdoms.

Wipe out all the sentry units as fast as they can, and on a bad rainy night, the barbarians have quietly touched the perimeter of the 'hypocrite' camp.

Eighteen squads of sharp knives broke through to the hinterland of the enemy camp in just half an hourglass time with amazing cooperation, with a total number of only 300, but what they infiltrated was a large camp of 50,000 people.

Perhaps even the people of the 'Hypocrite' sect would not have imagined that the barbarians would take advantage of such bad weather as a cover to carry out an unexpected attack.

With each tear of flesh, the bloodthirsty beasts could feel the heat rising from their hearts, warming the cold shell.

That's right! Only then can you find the feeling of being alive in this way!

The bloodthirsty barbarians have provoked enough commotion that before they know it, they have rushed to the heart.

The night rain did not stop, but the noise could not hide the silence of the camp.

The leader of the barbarians sniffed a hint of danger, and then let out a wolf's howl, and suddenly a series of whistling echoed throughout the empty camp.

There was a loud roar all around, and countless 'hypocrites' in white robes and sickle hooks chanted the name of the gods, prayed for their protection, and inspired courage and tenacity, pouring in from all directions.

The attack went too smoothly to the leader's chagrin:

Why can't I even perceive the other party's intentions?

Yes, the situation of long-term dominance has bred arrogance in the hearts of every barbarian, despises the weight of the opponent, overestimates his own strength, and the reversal of such differences, the accumulation of long-term costs, is reversed today.

A stream of white light fell from the sky.

On a rainy night, the snow spreads its white wings and descends like an angel.

With love and compassion on her face, she clasped her hands together like a praying maiden, and whispered:

"My God prays: My children will return with victory and glory."

Her body exudes endless magic, radiating in all directions, becoming the last straw that breaks the camel's back, completely detonating morale.

Countless believers roared:

"I will bring a crown of laurels for my lord!"

……

On the periphery, two armies of barbarians lay in ambush in an open-pit mine.

These two locations are the closest junctions to the camp of the hypocrites, and they are also the only way for the hypocrites to enter and exit.

If the sneak attack is successful, the scattered deserters will flee through these two junctions, so that they will be subjected to a second round of interception by the barbarians, who will completely inflict heavy losses on them.

And in addition to this purpose, there is another insurance.

If the sneak attack fails, these two armies will burst into the battlefield and retreat in response to the campers, hoping that this accident will not come.

The sound of a wolf's howl sent a low mood to the two barbarian overseers.

The camp failed!

Despite the shouting of the loser in their hearts, the two armies were ready for everything and immediately set out to help.

Unfortunately, however, they were intercepted on the way.

Endless hypocrites blocked the way of the barbarians with terrible tactics, and the number of rats blocked the entire road, and for a while, it was difficult for the barbarians to break out.

The plan was seen through one after another, and the plan of the Voodoo Kingdom, which tried to make the final blow and completely clear the opponent who had fought for many years from the game field, declared bankruptcy, and under the rainy night, it brought not victory, but defeat!

……

After receiving information from the front line, Cangye's mood fluctuated rarely.

Xueman White Ivory, a character who should not have appeared in the world a hundred years later, sure enough, something terrible happened to her at the beginning.

Despite this, the fluctuations of the night only lasted for a moment.

This eldest lady with a vicious heart also seems to have a little more wisdom that might be called 'strategy', as a barbarian kingdom also built on military order, their desperate bets have been completely crushed by the 'hypocrites' in the guise of nearly ten years, but this is not the end, but a new beginning.

Resources mean everything, and the Rock Wasteland, which can forge a large number of demon-breaking weapons, is of immeasurable value, and it is impossible for either side to give up easily, and for this reason, every defeat will bring more forces into it.

Because, there are already three cults ready to join this fight.

It's an order from the 'Desolation of the Earth', and on the other side, the most factional god of torture and cruel girl seems to have their own plans.

There is plenty of evidence that the two Caligula lackeys are planning to use the Rock Wasteland to keep most of the barbarians involved, in order to sneak up on another resource under the control of the Vodoo Kingdom, the Drog Barn.

It was a grain cultivation area set up by the barbarians, providing 40% of the food source of the entire kingdom's colonies, which was a rare temptation for the two evil gods who had been suffering from a lack of followers.

With food, the cultists were able to mate as desperately as pigs and give birth to more livestock for themselves.

Looking at the information in his hand, Cang Ye also had his own plan in his heart.