"..."
Lu Siyu couldn’t help but roll her eyes.
Even a woman like her isn’t afraid of getting tan, why are you, a big man, so worried?
So effeminate.
Just then, a cloud of dust was rolling in from the front of the desert.
The fierce and powerful Iron-eating Beasts charged toward the tank convoy like demons from Hell, bared their teeth and roared.
"Enemy attack!"
"Enemies attacking from the front!"
"There’s also an attack from the rear!"
"We’ve encountered an ambush... roughly three hundred Iron-eating Beasts in front and back..."
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The communications system inside the tank transmitted alerts from the guards at both the front and rear.
"Stay calm, turn sharply to the left, drive at full speed, and create a gap." Shen Qingping issued the command imdiately.
They couldn’t allow the Iron-eating Beasts to crush them like a sandwich filling, or they’d end up a ss after just one attack.
Accelerating could widen the gap and disrupt the Barbarians’ charging formation.
Upon hearing Shen Qingping’s command, the seven tanks instantly pushed their speed to the limit, and those seemingly heavy and clumsy beast tanks started racing across the desert like a tornado, kicking up a large amount of red dust.
"Chase them." Man Niu saw the tanks change direction and imdiately led the intercept squad to pursue.
The Iron-eating Beasts behind also kept pace with the convoy, determined to swallow the tanks and the enemies inside whole.
Tang Fei, watching the furious racing of the tanks and Iron-eating Beasts through the monitor in the tank, felt his adrenaline surge, downed a bottle of beer with delight, and shouted, "We’re going to get surrounded."
"..." Shen Qingping.
"..." Lu Siyu.
The seven tanks raced full throttle, quickly forming a circle after creating a certain distance from the Iron-eating Beast army behind them.
Man Niu led three hundred tribal warriors riding Iron-eating Beasts to surround the seven tanks.
They were puzzled as to why the tanks hadn’t fired.
They usually relied on long-range firepower for victory, close quarters combat... would be a death sentence.
There was no way they would give their enemies a chance to get close.
Clang!
The hatch of one tank was pushed open, and Shen Qingping appeared in the Barbarians’ sight.
Enemies eting face-to-face, red-eyed with rage.
Man Niu, who had followed his leader into many charges, naturally recognized this young general from Dushan.
"Shen Qingping... it’s Shen Qingping, their leader..." Man Niu’s heart raced with joy as he shouted loudly.
If he could capture this general, he would make a great accomplishnt among the tribe.
Maybe he’d have a chance to compete for the leader’s position in the future.
Shen Qingping looked at the Barbarians with a calm gaze, but he was a bit anxious inside...
These Barbarians were unreasonable.
Surrounded at close range now, if they really fought hand-to-hand, they’d be at a disadvantage.
Though the Iron-eating Beasts were all flesh and blood, their collisions were tougher than steel shells.
A single bite could tear off a piece of the tank’s steel plate...
Why else would they be called Iron-eating Beasts?
"Kill them all!" Man Niu tightened the Wolf Fang Club in his hands and shouted to the sky.
"Wait... wait..." Tang Fei squeezed out from behind Shen Qingping.
He waved his hand and said with a grin, "Friends from the Barbarian Clan, greetings to you all. eting here on the Empire’s border is fate..."
"Though we are thousands of miles apart, fate brings us together; without fate, we would remain strangers. Let’s be friends, shall we? Fighting and killing aren’t good for one’s health."
What is he talking about?
Man Niu was utterly bewildered.
Then he rembered the tribe’s taboo: do not speak with the Phoenix people.
So, once again, he swung the Wolf Fang Club and shouted loudly, "Kill them all!"
Woo~~~
Countless Barbarians brandished their weapons, ready to attack.
Suddenly, fighter jets hovered in the sky.
A massive figure descended from above, crashing onto the roof of one of the tanks with a resounding ’smash’.
The thick, over ten-inch titanium alloy roof was instantly dented, shaking the entire vehicle continuously.
Little Fatty wielded the Skull Hamr, his cheeks trembled, and he shouted loudly, "Who dares touch my big brother?"
"..."
All eyes focused on him.
"Little Fatty..." Tang Fei waved joyfully, saying, "Luckily, you arrived just in ti."
"Big Brother..." Little Fatty turned to look at Tang Fei, his angry plump face instantly becoming adorably naive. "Are you alright?"
"I’m fine. We were just about to make friends." Tang Fei replied cheerfully.
He hadn’t seen his younger brother for so ti, and he indeed missed him.
Swoosh!
Another graceful figure dropped down from the sky.
Phoenix!
She wore a black combat uniform, her stature elegant and her appearance charming.
She glanced at Tang Fei, her eyes filled with emotion, though not the appropriate occasion to say much.
It had been so long since they t, truly a bit of longing.
Yes, just a little.
"You ca too?" Tang Fei’s smile bead, his voice even beca gentle.
"Yes." Phoenix nodded lightly.
Lu Siyu glanced at Phoenix and Little Fatty, keeping silent.
Shen Qingping wanted to say sothing but didn’t know what to say.
After all, they weren’t familiar.
In a sense, he was more familiar with Phoenix.
After all, the Shen Family was a top-tier aristocrat within the Empire, attending nurous grand palace gatherings.
They were qualified to attend Phoenix’s grand birthday celebrations each year.
Moreover, they were all students of the Imperial First Military Academy, strictly speaking, Phoenix was his senior.
But the Shen Family overthrew the Zhong Family regi...
As a direct descendant of the Shen Family, could he casually say ’Hello, long ti no see’ ’Been well lately’?
He had dignity!
Man Niu watched this scene in confusion, wondering what was going on.
Calling for reinforcents?
What use are these two with a thousand beasts behind them?
Just... why did he have a strange affinity for this chubby boy?
Was it because of the Hamr he used?
Was there so similar elent between the Barbarian weapons?
The continuous appearance of fresh faces disrupted Man Niu’s plan to charge with his warriors.
He glared angrily at Tang Fei, Shen Qingping, and the others, raising the Wolf Fang Club once more and shouted, "Kill them all."
Yes, his goal was clear all along.
Even though shouting the slogan drained his energy.
"Wait..."
This ti, soone behind him called to stop.
Man Niu turned around and saw Clan Leader Bo Gu rushing over with many tribesn.
"Leader..."
Man Niu worried the tribespeople would take away his glory, reducing his chance to prove he was the bravest in the tribe.
"Let this battle be mine, I promise to annihilate them."
Bo Gu ignored Man Niu, his enormous eye burning as he stared at Little Fatty, his voice slightly trembling, "Who are you...?"
"Little Fatty." Little Fatty stood proud and said with an air of confidence, "I’m my brother’s younger sibling."
"..."
"What connection do you have with Batur?"
"Batur?" Little Fatty’s face showed confusion, his clear eyes idiotic, asking, "Who’s Batur?"
"..."
Tang Fei softly looked at Little Fatty, gently saying, "Batur is your father."
"..." Little Fatty.
"..." Lu Siyu.
"..." Shen Qingping.
"???"
Barbarian army.
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