The Cult of Gru had gathered four or five thousand men to fight, which was very surprising to me.

His grandmother's, a cult with a big fart is so appealing, it seems that it is easy to mix this bowl of rice in the God of War Continent.

When these rabbles saw the strong orc man with a shaved moxican hairstyle entering the city with a snow-bright mountain opening knife, it caused a small commotion.

The Pope of the Cult of Gru quickly stepped forward and took control of the situation through amplification magic, hyping up that the big guy was facing only seven hundred orc slaves, and if he killed them in one go, the god of pain would not be wrathed.

I'll rub it, this pre-war mobilization is weird enough!

Others say that if you follow Lao Tzu, you will be rewarded when you look back. These gods are good, screaming, follow Lao Tzu, and don't beat your ass when you turn around!

How do you look at it, how do you feel that those Gelug God Cultists on the other side are all miserable, and they don't have any fighting spirit at all.

Look at the orc slaves again, holding brand-new weapons, one by one well-fed and warmly dressed, although occasionally I will kick their butts, but they are in good spirits, and they are holding back and behaving well, ready to be my guard.

When the twelve pack beasts entered the battlefield with light steps, the atmosphere of the whole battlefield became even more eerie.

Those knowledgeable guys naturally know what this thing is for, but there are more people on the opposite side of the peasant soldiers who have little knowledge, not to mention pack beasts, even war horses, they usually look at it from a distance.

Even if the magic sticks and the knights in the middle of it roared through their throats, they couldn't resist the spread of fear.

A rabble of three or five thousand people, facing twelve terrifying monsters tens of meters tall and square, and trying to keep them disciplined, this is what it is difficult for a strong man.

The Pope of the Gelug Cult began to perform miracles, and the magic that I didn't know how to inspire hovered over everyone's heads, and the black light that represented fear and pain was very intimidating, and the agitation of the peasants and soldiers was quickly suppressed.

"Forward! The god of pain is watching you! The other party's monsters are coolies who can only pull carts, and they can't attack, as long as you don't get close to them, move forward!"

The loud voice of the Gelug God Sect resounded throughout the battlefield, and surrounded by a group of magic sticks and knights with ulterior motives, the peasants began to slowly advance forward, and they even held wooden forks in their hands, and it was more appropriate to call them an army than a bunch of rebels.

At my behest, Bai Yifeng has reported this matter to the Imperial Court of Arbitration, and the charge of the Gelug Divine Sect is to demagogue and lead the local rebels to attack the legitimate territory.

With a shout, the orcs raised their long knives in their hands and howled loudly with their scarlet eyes, more like a group of brave warriors as slaves than the trembling ranks of the Gru Cult.

This can't be done, the peasant soldiers are too affected, so the gods of the Gru God Cult have made a decision that I love them to death.

Gather all the knights borrowed from the three surrounding territories to form a powerful shock arrow!

Originally, I didn't want to kill more of these peasant soldiers, they were all farmers in nearby territories, and it was inevitable that there would be a time to deal with them for a while, but now there are too many killings, which is not a good thing after all.

Under my orders, the orc slaves followed closely beside the twelve pack beasts, giving full play to the combat essence of the soldiers and tanks, and never taking a single step, and the speed at which the knights charged was still very powerful.

Just as the two sides were about to make contact, the Cult of Gru's gods were ready to use their magic to attack the orc slaves, but as for the pack beasts, they were simply ignored.

Knowledgeable people know that these big guys who have grown themselves into squares have rough skin and thick flesh, and their magic resistance is ridiculously high, and they will also brush stone skin techniques on their bodies for life, and they should not waste their firepower to attack them in vain.

Immediately after, something that made people's jaws drop happened.

One after another stone skin spells smashed into the gods who were about to activate the vicious magic like a storm, and the earthy yellow light flashed on their bodies continuously, and I don't know which bastard thought it was pressing F5 to refresh the screen!

In just a few breaths, a group of magic sticks were all covered with thick stone armor, not to mention dancing and performing magic skills, except for moving their eyes, they couldn't do anything else!

This is the living turning of people into statues!

The worst thing is the Pope of the Gelug God Cult, this old boy was taken care of, and in an instant he turned into a big stone, and the yellow light on his body was still flashing, and the volume of the stone was still getting bigger.

This is the power of the unlimited instantaneous stone skin technique, the huge size of the pack beasts can be completely taken care of, let alone facing such a small target as humans, every stone skin technique smashed down, it is a saturation blow.

Stone skin is a buff magic, even if the target has a prop to prevent magic sneak attacks, it will not be blocked, if it is a curse or other vicious magic, it will definitely be blocked out of a certain range, and remind the owner, but the buff magic ......

In this world, there are no props to resist buff magic, or no brain-dead alchemist refining such a bullshit thing, so a group of gods of the Gru God Cult have suffered.

Seeing that the usually high gods had turned the adults into statues and even stones, the peasants and soldiers who had been bewitched were in an uproar, and some of them had already turned around and blended into the crowd watching the battle.

Here, I have to complain about the current situation of the God of War Continent, the two gangs are preparing to fight, there are countless melon-eating people standing on both sides to watch, and other lords pull Bai Yifeng to watch the battle together, and a long table has to be filled with fruits and wine, and the nobles are in a mess.

His grandmother's, isn't he afraid that when he is drinking, a human leg will fall from the sky to help the fun?

Obviously, before the battle began, no one cared, and they all thought that the final result would be that I was captured alive in the rear, and had to come up with a lot of valuable goods or a large sum of money to redeem myself.

However, the development of the war in the field did not develop according to the script they envisioned from the beginning.

The twelve pack beasts stepped on the feather technique, and under my control, they quickly changed formations, and rushed towards the more than a hundred knights who were charging, and their huge bodies did not seem cumbersome at all, but because of their height and long legs, every step was shocking.

At this time, there was a wall in front of them, and the knights who were charging up had to continue to move forward, and there was no reason to stop, and they couldn't stop.

The three lords of the three nearby territories who were watching the battle looked nervous, they didn't care if the gods of the Gru God Sect lived or died, but these knights were their own elite!

Even two of these knights are the lord's personal guards!

Fortunately, the body of the pack beast is too tall, and the knights will not have a direct collision as long as they are careful and slow down, while the unlucky, not careful, too fast guy crashes into the giant leg like a stone pillar, which is as tragic as the scene of a speeding car accident.

Knights who are lucky enough to pass through the stone-pillar-like jungle with huge legs often see the first thing they see is the mountain opener that reflects the white light!

Captured knights can be redeemed with money, and when knights surrender, they can't be killed at will, these are the rules that Bai Yifeng told me.

In this kind of situation where three or five thousand people fight in groups, and more than 10,000 people hide on the sidelines to watch, if they want to kill the knights who surrender, they will be condemned, and their reputation will suddenly become stinky.

So, I'm not going to give these knights a chance to surrender.

The twelve pack beasts stood still and began to sway, each moving in a funny way, as if a huge duck was learning to dance.

It's a pity that the onlookers couldn't laugh, especially the three lords who sent knights to help in the battle.

The knights and their horses that had crashed into the pack beast's legs and failed to break out of the thigh-legged jungle fell at the pack beast's feet, trampled by the staggering weight of the beasts......

The sound of popping skulls resounded throughout the audience!

And the orcs chanted the name of the god of war, and according to the movements they had long trained, they swung their knives in unison, retreated, and let their companions behind them step on their half-crouched bodies and jump high, and then slashed from top to bottom, and then swung their knives, retreated, and crouched......

Before they had time to surrender, the knights who had escaped from the feet of the pack beasts were all killed by the orc slaves in the most mechanical way!

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