"I'll try my best...Ship Ning, don't rush to scold you. I can only try my best to do this kind of thing. How can I interfere with the fight between gods and immortals? To put it bluntly. If the Grand Commander wants to know, who can hide it? I can only say try to... But the Grand Commander who can guarantee that no one will hurt before I die..." Su Fanglie smiled bitterly, and then said with a serious expression. He could understand Ning Leng's mood at this moment. In fact, he is not as relaxed as Ning Leng in the face of this matter, but some things are really not something he can control. Although the Flying Army's combat method is very cool, the risk is not small... What's more, the Flying Army itself is no longer a trump card in Daning's hand. The Arab Empire has made corresponding arrangements, which means an increase in risk.

"Old Su must be on the spot here..." Ning Leng did not get angry. He knew that Su Fanglie had tried his best. Although the real war had not begun yet, they had lost control of the entire situation. The so-called victory or defeat may only be the general governor who firmly sits in Camel City and the opponent of Jiling City at this moment.

"After all, we still have the Grand Governor, so there is no need to be so pessimistic...I'm going..." Su Fanglie wanted to say something exciting, but unfortunately he didn't know what to say when he said something. In the end, he could only say to Ning Leng as if he was comforted by himself.

"Daning will win..." Ning Leng's eyes returned to indifference, and solemnly responded, complaining about what should be complaining about what should be complaining about, and complaining about what should be complaining about. Next, it's the stage for the pure man, 300,000 to millions. Since there is no choice, all he can do is to break a way out and win a victory... It's nothing more than putting a death to live...... With the advancement of Camel City, the power of the Arab Empire gradually appeared on the horizon in the distance. With the sound of high-pitched horns, it means that Camel City has entered a wartime situation.

At this moment, Narentoya had accepted the command of all Camel City, and even she did not expect that she would realize her ambition as a Daning strategist. Unfortunately, she was no longer the wolf clan, but Daning, or that man... Looking at the military newspapers from the Flying Army at the first time, Narentoya's brows frowned. The situation was much more difficult than she thought. It was not a regular elite force in the Arab Empire on the way forward to Camel City. It was even different whether it could be considered a million-dollar army in the Arab Empire.

The Arab Empire actually set up a barbarian army, with a number of about 50,000 barbarians. Although they were barbarians, the equipment of these barbarians was not simple at all. You should know that it was not easy for some warriors from small tribes of Hu people to have a weapon. Although the armor of these barbarians could not cover the whole body, they covered the vitals of their bodies. Most of the weapons in their hands were blunt weapons, axes, hammers, etc.... Although there was no fight, Narentoya had a general understanding of the wealth of the Arab Empire. Even the barbarian army could complete the assembly, let alone the elite army of the Arab Empire.

"The preparation of the long-range strike legion, we must not be held back by these barbarians..." Narentoya suddenly raised her head and watched the messenger give unquestionable orders. The long-range strike legion can be regarded as a regular attack method of Camel City, and of course it can also be said to be one of the trump cards... "Here..." The messenger led the military order without any delay and retreated. The military order was like a mountain, and the order was prohibited. This is the most important rule in the army... Although Lan Moyan didn't understand why Narentoya chose to lift the trump cards of Camel City from the beginning, after all, the current situation is not even an appetizer.

But she knew her responsibilities very well, and no matter how hard she didn't understand, she couldn't interfere.

"Go to the city wall..." Narentoya stood up and said to the personal soldiers, then signaled Lan Moyan to stay in the commander's tent and took the people away from the commander's tent.

......The Camel City gradually slowed down its movement speed on the battlefield. Not far away, tens of thousands of barbarian legions began to charge like an unstoppable mudslide. There was no formation, no rules, no long-range strike means, and even no mounts. However, the barbarian legion was like a chicken blood, roaring towards the moving city.

It can be seen from their actions that this way of combat is common for them. They charge to death, either win or die. Every barbarian soldier has no fear of death in his eyes. There is only the desire for victory and the fanaticism released from the depths of his soul.

Narentoya stood on the wall of Camel City and looked at the enemy getting closer and closer to Camel City. From time to time, the sound of the bed crossbow army proofreading the target came from behind... Narentoya knew the way the barbarian army fought. This was just a brief version of the wolf clan's combat method. The group of wolves and tigers were eaten, but the wolf clan was smarter, while the barbarians in front of her were just more reckless.

At this moment, Narentoya suddenly understood why the wolf clan was not weaker than Daning back then. Daning looked down on the wolf clan, the wolf clan... the barbarians... "The Arab Empire really doesn't treat these barbarians as human beings..." Narentoya sighed. Even she herself did not notice that her expression was very similar to someone at this moment... Lu Feikui, who had no horse stitching, was shocked, but it was real. When the Eight Niu Crossbow was activated, the movement was really like a bolt from the blue. The fanatical barbarian legion did not wait for the battle with the pure man of the enemy, nor did she wait for the demons who would fight against them to emerge from the moving city...

......What they waited for was a rain of arrows that shot like a wall, or it could not be said to be a rain of arrows, but a wall of arrows, guns... For the commander of the Barbarian Legion and some soldiers, when the black wall appeared in the vision, even time stagnated for a moment, and the breath of death permeated the heads of every soldier who still did not stop charging. They were still alive but they were dead. This was not a poetry containing philosophy, but a state, and it was also the moment when these barbarian soldiers who were still screaming for their own citizenship of the Arab Empire collapsed.

What flew towards us was not ordinary sharp arrows, nor even sharp arrows. The spear, the spear head as thick as an arm, and the barrel of the size of an egg were shot towards their faces at a speed that exceeded the rate of fire of the bow and arrow.

They are not afraid of war, and even become the barbarian legion of the Arab Empire. It means that they enjoy war more than fear of war. They are not afraid of death or killing, but everything in front of them still makes them feel broken, and even if they are not even seen by the enemy, they will die. This result is even more shattering than death itself.

"Scatter..." "Top the axe..." "Block the block..." "Land down..." Various languages ​​and disorderly orders sounded among the various legions of the Barbarians. At this moment, they remembered the methods of coping with this situation mentioned by the Arab Empire when training them. However, it was obvious that for the current situation, these orders were too late. The current situation was that some legions that could be subject to orders were unable to turn the world back. For the barbarian legion, which had no rules, whether the order could be passed to soldiers fifty steps away... Whether it was dispersing, throwing a short axe at the waist, or blocking their huge axe across their chest or lying down, they were just means to target some ordinary situations on the battlefield.

At this moment, what I experienced was an offensive that had already surpassed their ignorant thoughts and imagination... The roar turned into a scream. In just a moment, countless people were led out by the roaring crossbow guns. Some crossbow guns even penetrated the last power of the three people and could break the lower limbs of the fourth person into the ground. Under such an offensive, it became a luxury to leave a whole body... The battlefield turned into a Shura field and turned into hell for only a moment... Some soldiers of the Barbarian Legion were even frightened and found that their companions were killed by the crossbow guns and could no longer die, but the remaining limbs that were barely retained were still twitching unnaturally, and countless people were scared to death on the spot and fainted. The second bolt from the blue sounded again in the dangerous city...
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