Chapter 892 Let’s get started!

Style: Romance Author: No trace of GodWords: 2316Update Time: 24/01/12 01:12:24
On the city wall, there was a little silence.

Iwaki's body trembled slightly, and after hearing the other party's words, he almost couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Are you...are you crazy?"

"Aren't you afraid that the strong men from my tribe will just charge at you?" Iwaki glared at the person in front of him and shouted repeatedly.

This kid is so reckless.

At this moment, Yanmu even doubted whether the person in front of him was the Great Flame Dragon King?

same moment.

Zhou Xiong, the three captains of ten thousand men, had a strange light in their eyes.

Although they didn't know what the person in front of them was thinking, they wanted to rush out of the city and fight him more than negotiating for peace.

"Snapped!"

"Stop beeping."

"You are a prisoner now." Ye Wentian didn't take it easy and slapped him away.

On the battlefield, he didn't know much about other things.

But it is common sense that those captured are prisoners.

"You..." Iwaki's mouth was slapped crookedly, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he stared at the person in front of him with a look of resentment on his face.

"King Zhenxi! Don't you care?"

"If our troops attack the city by force, even if they cannot break the city, most of your Tiger Guards will be killed or injured. Do you know the consequences?"

Yanmu turned his head and looked at King Zhenxi beside him.

When the King of Zhenxi heard this, he snorted coldly.

"snort!"

"Across the western border, only the Great Flame Dragon King obeys his orders."

"As long as the Great Flame Dragon King gives the order, what if one hundred thousand tiger guards under my command die in battle? There are no people in our base city who are greedy for life and afraid of death."

King Zhenxi was shocked and his voice was like thunder.

Zhou Xiong, Bai Yun, and Luo Tongjin, the three captains of ten thousand, heard this and were immediately in awe.

He raised his hand in salute, his eyes full of fighting spirit.

Yanmu in front was stunned.

The attitude of King Zhenxi was beyond his expectation. The majestic king of the border region surrendered his command so easily?

"you……"

"snort!"

"Great Flame Dragon King, don't forget that your people are still in my hands. Once a war breaks out, your friends will die."

Iwaki suppressed the injury and quickly calmed down.

The King of Zhenxi fully supports the Great Yan Dragon King, which is not a bad thing for the tribe.

"Well, this matter is indeed a bit troublesome." Ye Wentian looked thoughtful and nodded slightly.

same moment.

Most of the tribesmen in the distance have already begun to approach the city wall.

"rustle!"

"Buzz..."

The momentum of tens of thousands of tribal warriors was overwhelming. They quickly moved from far to near. Their formation was not chaotic at all. Their momentum exploded and stirred the air.

The strong men of the tribe who led them took a step forward one after another with fierce looks in their eyes, and the aura on their bodies was astonishing.

On the skeleton chariot, the white curtain was opened by a jade hand.

"Let the people of my tribe go, or we will start a war immediately." A voice came from inside, with a calm tone and a clear and smart voice.

But it was extremely clear, echoing in the ears of everyone on the city wall.

"Start the war!"

"Start the war!"

"..."

The tribal warriors roared at the same time.

The roar shook the sky!

In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of tribal warriors were approaching the city wall. Their aura was so strong that it was like a torrent of water, which made people's hearts tremble.

On the city wall, King Zhenxi and others frowned unconsciously.

"This momentum!"

"Far from being comparable to the previous times, the tribe is well prepared for today's battle."

"Not to be underestimated..."

King Zhenxi took a step forward.

Zhou Xiong, Bai Yun and other three captains also had serious expressions on their faces, their eyes fixed on most of the people below.

The air seemed to freeze, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

When Iwaki saw this scene, his eyes lit up and he couldn't help but laugh.

"Hahaha."

"You know you're afraid, right? In our wilderness tribe, there is no one who is afraid of death. At worst, both sides will suffer." Iwaki said with a smile.

He was sent to negotiate, so he was certainly not a stupid person.

First of all, the momentum cannot be lost.

Only then are you qualified to talk about anything else.

"Great Flame Dragon King, you probably don't want to see a river of blood flowing in front of the border base city."

"My tribe knows that you have a very high status in the imperial capital. As long as you are willing to meet Emperor Dayan and help my tribe find a small place to stay, your friends will be safe and sound."

"Otherwise, our eight chief clans and thirty-six subordinate clans in the wasteland will go to war with you today."

"That friend of yours will be sacrificed before the war."

"From now on, your relatives and friends will all be on our hunting list. You will live in fear every day from now on."

Iwaki gritted his teeth and spoke out the pros and cons in one breath.

This Great Yan Dragon King is in the west and is the key to the Wasteland Tribe's settlement in Great Yan.

Ye Wentian's eyes were calm and he glanced at the person in front of him.

"Is this why you threatened me to come here?" Ye Wentian looked as usual and his tone was very calm.

"yes."

"Great Flame Dragon King, you have no choice."

"You can also get a lot of benefits by cooperating with our department." Iwaki said bluntly. At this point, there is nothing to hide.

After Dayan Dragon King agreed, judging from the previous attitude of King Zhenxi, he would definitely not say much.

Today is the day when his wasteland tribe rises.

"I don't like to be threatened." Ye Wentian said in a low voice.

The words have not yet finished.

Before Yanmu could react, a terrifying force spread throughout his body. Read the book

"you……"

"How dare you!" Iwaki's face changed drastically, his pupils couldn't stop shrinking, and his face was full of disbelief.

"Click!"

"..."

The sound of cracking bones.

Under the shocked eyes of everyone around him, Iwaki's head was twisted off.

The next second, the body was thrown into the city.

On the city wall, there was a little silence.

The corners of King Zhenxi's mouth trembled slightly. This was probably too direct.

In front of all the major tribes, he directly killed the negotiator. I am afraid that a bloody battle will inevitably happen today.

"this……"

"This boy is a bit fierce."

Captain Zhou Xiong's eyes flashed and he couldn't help but take a breath. If it were him, he probably wouldn't have such courage.

Even Bai Yun on the side couldn't help but look at Ye Wentian a few more times at this moment.

same moment.

Not far below, the white curtain of the chariot was completely opened.

"Great Flame Dragon King, do you really think that our wasteland tribe is afraid of you, Great Flame?" The Saint of the Frostwolf Tribe walked out slowly.

She looks to be in her early twenties, with black hair reaching to her waist, picturesque eyebrows, delicate facial features, and skin as white as snow, which gives people a vague sense of yandere. Those eyes are indeed very lively, like autumn water, touching the soul.

"Start the war!" the saint shouted softly, raising her hand and pointing forward.

"war!"

"kill……"

The powerful men from all the major tribes exploded with momentum, leading the warriors of their respective tribes to rush towards the city wall in front.

They seem to be in a team, but in fact the whole team is not slack.

The current is getting stronger and stronger.

Putting negotiations aside for now, the Wasteland Tribe must be aggressive in this battle.

On the city wall in front, everyone's eyes were fixed.

"Mr. Ye."

"..."

King Zhenyan turned his head and looked at Ye Wentian.

Everyone around looked at him at the same time.

"Open the city gate, let's do it!" Ye Wentian's spiritual power exploded all over his body, as if he was affected by the anger of the tribal warriors below.

Infected by the power, a fighting spirit appeared in his eyes.