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“Sir!” Yang Kai stood in the main hall, reaching out to hold his chest.

Xu turned around, and the smile that had always been on his face disappeared this time. His gaze was majestic and solemn and he said in a deep voice, “You should know why I call you here, right?”

Yang Kai said, “I heard that there will be a decisive battle!”

“That’s right!” Xu nodded slightly. “A decisive battle, the final battle. Success or failure depends on this one move!”

Yang Kai frowned and said, “Forgive my presumption, but how can the world channel be blocked? Have you found a way?”

Xu finally revealed a smile. “Found it!” But I can’t disclose the specific method to you for now, but I can guarantee that this is a feasible method.”

He was a Witch Saint and had no need to guarantee anything to a Witch King, but he still said so, obviously having great confidence in this method.

Yang Kai nodded to show his understanding. “Then what does sir want me to do by calling me here?”

Xu’s expression became serious again: “I need you to implement this method!”

“Me?” Yang Kai was Stunned . “The saints are still here, why me?”

Xu said: “This method needs to be a surprise, so neither I nor the other three people are convenient to handle. Only you kings of witches have the possibility of success. And among all the kings of witches, you are the strongest, and your Wu Niu Department is also the most elite. So we need you to handle it, and we need your Wu Niu Department to handle it!”

Yang Kai pondered for a while and did not decline. Instead, he said: “What exactly do I need to do?”

“You don’t need to know now. Someone will tell you before the decisive battle. You just need to tell me, can you take on this responsibility?” Xu’s gaze became majestic for the first time, as if a ball of fire was staring at Yang Kai intently.

Yang Kai grinned and said: “If I couldn’t afford to take on this responsibility, sir wouldn’t have specifically called me here, right?”

Xu laughed loudly, reached out and patted Yang Kai’s shoulder, and said kindly: “Don’t worry. On the day of the decisive battle, all the barbarians will create opportunities for you. You just need to do one thing.”

“When is the decisive battle?” Yang Kai raised his head and asked.

“Five days later!”

After returning from Xu, Yang Kai didn’t go into seclusion and practice anymore.

Five days is not enough time for his strength to improve any further. He walked slowly in the place where the Wu Niu Department was stationed, looking at those familiar or unfamiliar faces.

Every barbarian who saw him saluted respectfully and expressed their highest respect to him.

The news of the decisive battle seems to have spread. The 100,000 people of the Wu Niu Tribe are all gearing up. The warriors are sharpening their weapons even more sharply, and the cavalry are feeding their mounts so that they can exert all their strength in the battle.

The archers are making arrows, and most of the wizards are in seclusion to adjust their breath, so as to keep their state in the most perfect state, waiting to pour out their power five days later.

Yang Kai saw many acquaintances, all of whom were some of the people who followed him from the very beginning.

After two years of war, less than half of the 200 villagers in Cangnan Village are left. Most of the villagers died in the flames of war, and those who are still alive have become stronger.

However, there are more unfamiliar faces. These people have all been gathered by the Wu Niu Tribe in the past year or so. Their backgrounds and origins are different, but now they are all people of the Wu Niu Tribe.

Yang Kai saw Ah Hu who was feeding his mount in a place in the camp.

Discovering Yang Kai, Ah Hu seemed very happy and ran over after leaving his mount behind.

“Why did you come here?” Ah Hu asked.

“Come and take a look at you guys.” Yang Kai smiled slightly, and his gaze turned around the dozens of large and small wounds on his body. These are all proofs of his brave fighting and killing of the enemy. War makes people grow up quickly. Now Ah Hu is no longer the villager of Cangnan Village, but the captain of thousands of cavalry. Just relying on his own strength, he can fight head-on with a wizard without falling behind.

“Come and take a look at my mount.” A Hu pulled Yang Kai to the front of a magical beast. Just like its owner, this magical beast was covered with the proofs of courage all over its body. It brought its huge head close to A Hu and rubbed against him affectionately.

A Hu grinned and said, “Not bad, right?”

Yang Kai reached out and touched the head of that magical beast and asked, “Has it been named yet?”

A Hu scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed, and replied, “It’s also called A Niu!”

Yang Kai burst into laughter and said, “Just like me.”

“That’s right. It used to be a bit disobedient. I said that I would ask A Niu to deal with it, and then it became obedient. Probably after hearing it too many times, so it thought its name was A Niu. Now when I call A Niu, it’s very obedient. Hey, this guy is bullying the weak and fearing the strong. looking simple and honest. Although he had grown a lot, that smile was still the smile of the villager in the small village two years ago.

The magical beast A Niu beside him let out a few low calls, and it was not known what it meant.

“Let’s go and see A Hua and the others.” A Hu smiled and said, “I heard that the decisive battle is coming soon, and they are all very hardworking.”

Yang Kai nodded slightly and looked at A Hu and said, “Survive!”

A Hu smiled and responded, “You too!”

Yang Kai turned around and left.

A Hu shouted from behind, “A Niu, this is the last battle, right?”

Yang Kai’s steps paused, and he said in a deep voice, “The last battle, I promise!”

Ahu’s smile became even brighter and more unrestrained. He turned his head and said to a group of cavalry beside him, “Did you hear that? The adult said this is the last battle. When the time comes, show all your skills and kill all those little devils, and then we can go home!”

Roar roar roar…

A group of cavalry howled like ghosts and wolves, extremely excited, as if they had already returned victorious.

Five days, neither long nor short.

Yang Kai walked around the entire residence. There was always a slight smile on his face. He nodded to every barbarian he saw and even had a simple chat with some of them.

Everyone was asking him if this was the last battle.

Although the two-year war was not long, it had created countless pains and partings. The barbarians were tired and weary. The statement of the last battle gave them hope, and they tirelessly pursued a definite answer.

Yang Kai gave them the expectation they wanted.

However, in the end, how many people could really see this expectation? Fifty thousand? Twenty thousand? Or ten thousand?

Although he didn’t know what the Witch Saints wanted his Witch Ox Tribe to do, it was definitely a difficult task. To complete this task, one must be prepared to pay the price.

Most of the people in the Witch Ox Tribe would die. This battle was different from before. No retreat or timidity would be allowed. In this battle, it was either you died or I died. Whether it was the barbarians or the demons, there was no way back.

Five days later in the early morning, the Wu Niu Tribe was ready to go.

One hundred thousand people, nearly a hundred teams, were neatly arranged. Although there were many people, it was silent. Only the blood was flowing in the body. Everyone’s gaze was the scar in the distant sky and there was a resolute look in their eyes.

On both sides were friendly troops, the teams of other large tribes. Like the Wu Niu Tribe, no one spoke. The emotions of nervousness, uneasiness, excitement, and anticipation spread among the crowd, making the barbarians couldn’t help but tightly hold the weapons in their hands, hoping to get a little spiritual comfort.

Several million barbarians were on standby at this moment.

Without any sign, the dull bugle sounded.

The Wu Kings of the major tribes trembled all over and issued the order to advance in unison. The Wu Niu Tribe was the same.

Yang Kai walked at the front, maintaining a connection with the friendly troops on the left and right like horns. He looked around but didn’t wait for the person the Wu Saint said. He suppressed the doubts in his heart and didn’t think about other things.

The bugle sound was steady and dull, just like the steps of several million barbarians. The earth trembled slightly.

In the distance, the Demon Race army also began to move. Five days not only allowed the barbarians to prepare properly, but also gave the Demon Race a buffer for response. So as soon as they saw the barbarians move, the Demon Race responded immediately.

The two armies slowly approached each other. The soldiers’ breathing began to become heavy, and the murderous atmosphere gradually condensed, gradually turning into an invincible momentum.

The war drums sounded, and the rhythm became faster. The pace of the barbarian army also accelerated accordingly, changing from walking to brisk walking, and when the sound of the war drums became more and more intense, brisk walking turned into a trot.

The distance between the two races was rapidly closing.

When the distance between them was only fifty miles, the dense sound suddenly increased by a level!

The sound of roars came out, and one cavalry team after another rushed out from among the various barbarian tribes. The soldiers drove the mounts under them and launched a charge at each other bravely and fearlessly.

On the demon side, the demonic energy was rolling, and the number of people was large. Although the number of barbarians was small, their momentum was even stronger. Because all the cavalry had been blessed by various witchcraft, each barbarian cavalry was shining with colorful lights, among which a green light was the most conspicuous. It was as if a green ribbon tightly connected the members of one cavalry team after another.

The Life Chain Technique. It was precisely relying on this powerful witchcraft that many barbarians were able to survive in the war.

Before the cavalry arrived, the arrows had already been fired.

The archers of the two races each shot deadly sharp arrows towards the opposing camp. The arrows flying out in the sky were like a locust plague, covering the sky and blotting out the sun, dense and numerous, and the sound of breaking the air was continuous.

The arrows wrapped in powerful force pounced down from the sky. One after another, the cavalry who were galloping fell to the ground. The cavalry behind did not slow down and directly over them. Even the strongest warriors would be trampled into a pile of minced meat.

Ah Hu turned his head, his gaze over the crowd and looked at Yang Kai. The demonic beast Ah Niu under his let out a low growl as if unable to suppress its own impulse and wanted to join the battle.

The cavalry of the Wu Niu Tribe were all like this.

But they didn’t move because Yang Kai didn’t let them move!

The Wu Niu Tribe was the only team that didn’t have to resort.

The gaze in Ah Hu’s eyes revealed a questioning look, but Yang Kai acted as if he didn’t see it and just looked into the distance.

Ah Hu disappointedly retracted his gaze and suppressed the restlessness of the demonic beast under his.


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