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Chapter six hundred and fifteen(1/2)

"Well done!" Scott also roared loudly. The anger accumulated in his heart due to the provocation far exceeded the shock when Marshal Tagore turned on the heroic spirit possession, and he rushed forward waving his big fist.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The two are very close to each other with their fists, and what they are competing now is not only their strength, but also their ability to withstand blows.

There are differences between the two.

Scott was more than half a meter taller than Marshal Tagore, and he was condescending. His punches were aimed at Marshal Tagore's upper body, especially his head. Although his speed was not fast, his strength was absolutely amazing.

Even if he was possessed by Marshal Tagore's heroic spirit and had an extra magical energy shield added to his body, he would not dare to use his head to take a heavy punch from the opponent. If he was knocked unconscious by a punch, his previous efforts would be in vain.

Either use your body to dodge the front of your head, or use your arms to block it from the front.

As long as he received a full punch from Scott, Marshal Tagore's body would sway involuntarily, and many times he would even have to retreat to relieve part of his brute force.

Marshal Tagore's attack targets are still concentrated on Scott's thighs and abdomen. Who told him that the best place to punch is here. Is it possible that he needs to jump up and hit the opponent's shoulder?

What he did was purely seeking death. He would jump into the air and serve as a target for Scott. A flurry of punches from the other side would kill half of his life.

Marshal Tagore, who activated the possession of the heroic spirit, was no less powerful than Scott.

If he were to be punched, Scott's muscles would also tremble in pain.

What's even more terrible is that Marshal Tagore's fist was aimed at the same place. The first punch had not yet been digested, and the second and third punches came again.

In the end, the pain made his whole face distorted, and he could only cover it up with a loud roar.

"Okay! Marshal Tagore is indeed a sensible person, and has understood the essence of deterrence by force." When Marshal Tagore activated the heroic spirit possession and started to attack Scott, Sean secretly applauded in his heart.

Despite Marshal Tagore's usual outspoken appearance, he was actually rough and tumble, with his own abacus and wisdom.

He first used combat skills and fighting to show the Kentana barbarians that they Andis people had the means to defeat them.

Then he used the heroic spirit possession mode to tell them that even if they were facing each other head-on, they were not afraid of the Kentana barbarians.

If you want to convince these stubborn and doomed guys, you have to defeat what they are proud of head-on.

"How is it possible? How come Andis people are possessed by ancestral spirits?"

"Why does he also possess the ancestral spirit?"

"Are you lying to us?"

The moment Marshal Tagore activated the possession of the heroic spirit, Chief Prey, Chief Yal and other Kentana barbarian leaders stood up one after another, shocked and angry.

Not long ago, Sean and the others told him that this skill was possessed by ancestral spirits and was blessed by ancestral spirits.

Although they still had doubts about the fact that Sean was the reincarnation of the ancestral spirit, they were convinced that the possession of the ancestral spirit was a blessing from the ancestral spirit.

Because both the abilities it displays and the sound and light effects are extremely close to the legendary situation.

Apart from the blessings from their ancestors, they really don't know any better explanation.

They thought this was something unique to Kentana barbarians!

Now when he turned around, a pure Andis man who couldn't be more pure also displayed the same skill.

Naturally let them accept incompetence.

There is a feeling of being cheated.

"I have said before that I am not only the ancestral spirit of the Kentana people, but also the king of the Andis people. They support me and are loyal to me, so I will naturally bless them." Sean said expressionlessly.

replied.

The implication is very obvious.

Support me and be loyal to me, and you will receive my blessings. This matter does not distinguish between races, and vice versa.

If you are unwilling to support and be loyal to me, even if you are Kentana barbarians, you will never get my blessing.

Seeing that the fire was almost done, Sean took the initiative to stop and said: "Marshal Tagore, that's all."

"Tiger attacks!"

Marshal Tagore charged forward, got in front of the opponent, half-hunched his body, picked up one of his thighs, rushed out four or five meters, and suddenly threw the unbalanced Scott to the ground.

Then he jumped out more than ten meters with great agility, and after widening the distance between the two sides, he smiled at Scott and said: "How about we settle it as a draw?"

"Asshole!" Scott punched the ground angrily.

Why are the people led by the Yong Ye Army all look like birds?

Were they deliberately trying to disgust him?

Previously, Cologne ended the battle in this way.

The same is true for Marshal Tagore now. Finally, he said, it is a tie.

This was no longer slapping him in the face, but slapping him with the sole of his shoe.

He, Scott, was not so shameless, so he could only say in a sullen voice, "If you lose, you lose. How can we talk about a draw?"

"Captain Scott is really generous. If you feel that the fight is not pleasant, how about we decide the outcome with strong drinks?" Marshal Tagore took the initiative to step forward and made a gesture like getting up Scott.

Scott hesitated for a moment, but accepted Marshal Tagore's kindness. He gritted his teeth and said with red eyes: "Okay, I still don't believe that the blessings from the ancestors can increase your drinking capacity."

"We'll find out when we try it later." Marshal Tagore chuckled and had no intention of arguing.

After Scott stood up, he shook off Marshal Tagore's hand to support him and limped towards his seat.

Sean said to Chief Prey and Chief Yal, who still looked very embarrassed: "Just a confrontation of peak force cannot represent the true strength of a territory. After all, the main subjects of the war are ordinary soldiers. If you still refuse to believe us,

With the military strength of the military leader, tomorrow we can select fifty Kentana warriors to fight head-on with the fifty Andis guards I brought."

After exchanging glances with Chief Yar, Chief Prey shook his head and said, "There is no need for this. We believe that the lord brings elites."

The implication of Chief Prey's words is very obvious. Not all the soldiers led by Yongye Army are as elite as the ones he brought.

Chief Prey discovered that they had been led by each other from beginning to end.

If you continue to follow the other party's pace, you will only bring humiliation to yourself.

Since the other party dared to bring it up, he must have been fully prepared.

If all the soldiers he brought had skills similar to those possessed by ancestral spirits, then just this impact would be able to disorient the Kentana barbarians, let alone fight them.

Before the problem of the influence of ancestral spirits among the Kentana barbarians is solved, ordinary Kentana barbarians not only have no way to fight against them, but it is best to stay as far away from them as possible.

"For us Kentana people, this is a matter of fate, life and death. We cannot make a decision easily. Why don't your lord give us some time to think about it? In the next time, we will just enjoy the wine and food.

?" Chief Yal suggested.

"Okay! Next, let's just drink and eat. We won't talk about business. If anyone commits a foul, he will be fined one drink." Sean smiled and nodded in agreement.

Many things happen in a hurry.

Today they have brought too much impact and exerted too much pressure on the Kentana barbarians. They have not had time to think and digest. The news about the arrival of the ancestor spirits has not yet completely spread among the Kentana barbarians.

, the pressure on their senior management has not yet reached the extreme.

Sean and the others came with great fanfare this time and were well prepared.

If we can get the leader of the Kentana barbarians and lead them to accept the annexation of the Yongye Army, everyone will be happy.

If the ruling class of the Kentana barbarians is stubborn and refuses to let go of the little power they have, they will take the ordinary Kentana barbarian route and conquer the top from below, causing unrest among the entire Kentana barbarians.

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While suppressing them with powerful force, they also used weapons of faith to corrode and transform them.

However, in this case, both sides will inevitably be involved in a war, which will not only cause a large number of casualties on both sides, but also sow the seeds of hatred, which is not conducive to the future rule of the Yongye Army.

"I have to correct one thing, Lord. You are not giving up rewards and punishments! If you punish yourself with one drink, doesn't it mean that he will drink one more round? Then he will be rushing to commit a foul! The offender should be punished with one less drink.

Yes." Chief Prey corrected with a serious look.

"Yes, the person who committed the foul should be punished with one drink less. This is only fair."

"Haha... we can't let the person who committed the foul take advantage."

"I'm talking about the two of you! Don't drink too much in the name of fighting. Are you going to pour all the wine into your stomach? If you want to compete with others, use cold water to compete."

Others also agreed and some even criticized Marshal Tagore and Scott who were in a drinking state.

Things are rare and valuable.

No matter how much liquor Sean and his group brought, it was still limited and could not hold up such a big bowl of gluttony as they did. In just this moment, they had already drank two barrels in a row.

This is a full two hundred kilograms.

If it were a normal person, he would have knocked down a hundred-man guard long ago.

But when they arrived, they all had rosy faces, sweating all over their bodies, and their heads seemed to be steaming, and they were in high spirits.

Obviously, the body's functions are on full fire, breaking it down into water and expelling it from the body.

According to their current drinking method, there is still a question whether the ten barrels that Sean just ordered to be delivered are enough!

Sean just drank alcohol as a punishment according to normal people's thinking, which is naturally upside down.

"I was wrong just now, and I punished myself by drinking less." Sean laughed and took the initiative to admit his mistake, "With wine and meat, how can there be no singing and dancing? General Zuyuan, on the snowy night before, we were

If you haven’t had enough fun, would you like to do a war dance to add to the fun?”
To be continued...
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