Under the command of a strange metal giant up to 5 meters tall, all the magic chariots slowly turned their muzzles and aimed their attacks on the centaur units on the city walls and the corner tower bastions.

"Dodge ......"

The hoarse cries of the orc commander had barely been heard when they were swallowed up by the deafening sound of artillery fire.

The entire city wall from east to west, a full 400-meter area, was completely blown over by the exploding fireball.

Countless flesh and blood stumps of centaurs and orc warriors flew in the sky, and the fortresses of the corner towers suddenly collapsed in the light of the great fire, and the terrified howls of the orcs were heard from inside.

"Sortie...... Sortie...... All-out ......"

Looking at the apocalyptic scene in front of him, the orc commander shouted the final order in a wolf-like voice, and then its tall body was shattered in a sudden burst of fire.

It is impossible to defend the city, and if you don't find a way to rush out, all the orcs will probably be killed before they even have a chance to touch the enemy.

On the flaming city wall, countless sturdy and capable figures rose to the sky.

They have humanoid bodies and strange gray-brown eagle wings, and they hold wooden spears in their hands, and they fly at incredible speeds.

Harpy...... It's a Hippogriff!

For the rare air troops on the orc side, Grim has long been prepared.

As soon as the harpy man took to the air, before he could line up in formation and prepare to dive, nearly a hundred eyeball fighters roared and rushed over. And along with the eyeball fighters, there are also dense scorching rays.

The Hippogens were not physically strong among orc troops, and in order to reduce their flight weight, they were not equipped with metal armor and carried only five short spears and a wooden bayonet with them. Their mode of combat is usually to fly over the enemy first and shoot with throwing spears. Only when their spears are depleted will they launch a dive attack on the ground with a 3-meter-long wooden bayonet.

Such a tactic may be effective against an enemy without air troops, but it is self-defeating to use it against the Magic Legion.

When the Harpy's fragile body met the dense scorching rays, the grim sight was unbearable. A heroic Harpy warrior was still struggling to climb into the air when he was entangled by the whistling eyeball warplane.

Rays of crimson heat slammed into the Harpy ranks, and almost every attack was able to take down a Harpy warrior. The harpy warriors who fell from the sky fell like a weight on the hard earth, and the internal organs in their bodies burst instantly, spitting blood one by one, and then the lives were easily harvested by the neatly arranged demon archers.

The high drawbridge collapsed, the wooden gates half a meter thick were pushed to the sides, and swarms of orcs poured out of the city.

Grim, who knew the enemy's movements well, had already deployed, and ten magic chariots continued to bombard the city wall, while another ten magic chariots concentrated their artillery fire on the city gate. Before the orcs could cross the drawbridge, ten huge fireballs burst through their ranks.

Flesh and blood are flying, and stumps and broken bodies can be seen everywhere......

The valiant orcs had just left the city before they could engage the enemy before they were hit head-on. And those orcs who struggled to cross the drawbridge in the face of artillery fire, ushered in hundreds of energy rays that were densely packed in the next second.

The huge pupils of the orc warriors were as big as bronze bells, and they were beaten into a sieve before they could rush out a few steps with their war hammer broadswords held high. They staggered forward, their bodies covered in dense blood and their eyes splashing outward.

Finally, they fell to their knees, crawled on the dirt, and crawled forward with the last of their strength.

The second round of energy rays swept by, and this tragic battlefield was dead and silent again!

When the strength of the two teams is not at the same level at all, the bravery of individual individuals cannot turn the tide of the battle.

Batches of orcs rushed out, and then they fell in batches......

Cycle after cycle, bloody and cruel!

But no matter how much the orcs charged, they could never break through the invisible line of defense and touch the rows of tall and mighty metal giants a hundred paces away. The enemy's artillery fire was so fierce that it could not be countered by their flesh and blood.

Finally, after leaving thousands of corpses in front of the city gates, the orcs wailed and retreated back into the city. The Demon Legion also took the opportunity to extend its artillery fire and continued to bombard the only remaining tall buildings in Makren City.

The orcs hid in the base of the inner wall, with wooden shields on their heads, and waited for the moment when the enemy stormed the city. Since they can't rush out, wait until the enemy enters the city and then fight and melee with them. With the fierceness and bravery of the orcs, they really have to fight in close combat, even if the enemies are steel and iron bones, they can tear off a few catties of flesh and blood from above.

Unfortunately, they underestimated Grim's determination and the terrifyingness of possessing the Demonic Legion after having the Brains of Gru.

The 5-meter-tall metal body of the Split-Brain Gru stood in the center of the Demon Weapon Legion, and every moment, blue bands of energy light burst out from his body, linking himself with the surrounding magic weapons. Both the Marksman and the Magic Chariot will be able to obtain the appropriate amount of magical energy from it through these bands of energy.

As long as it's there, the Magic Legion will never be in danger of running out of energy!

There is no longer half of the orcs and servants in the city of Makren, and everyone is hiding in the shadows, hiding in the ruins, suffering from the bombardment and cleaning of the magic cannons over and over again.

Under the repeated bombardment of twenty magic cannons, the 8-meter-high fortified city wall finally collapsed, scattered into rubble. The eyeball fighters that killed the Harpy team flew into the city of Maclen in a swarm, quickly searching for the remnants of life in the city at a height of twenty meters above the ground.

Whether it was the toppled stone castles or the blackened stone houses, the eyeball fighters were able to drill around in them nimbly, sweeping every dark corner with a scorching ray of heat.

The remaining orcs also used all means to fight these eyeball fighters, or throw axes, or cast nets, or jump in the air...... The number of eyeball fighters has also been drastically reduced.

Knock knock knock......

The sound of heavy footsteps shaking the mountains resounded across the battlefield.

Rows of metal magic weapons slowly entered the city in a loose formation, stepping on the broken stones of the city walls and the charred beams. They didn't scatter, they didn't try to search the cramped and dark places, and once the strange gem installed inside the eye socket sensed the breath of life beneath the ruins, it was a goblin rocket that shot away.

As soon as the orcs hiding in the shadows rushed out, they were beaten into a sieve by more than a dozen energy rays.

Almost the entire buildings in the city were razed to the ground, and even the occasional remnants could not withstand the ray attacks of the hordes of magical weapons. Walking all the way, pushing all the way, where you passed, the walls collapsed, the houses collapsed, and the dust flew.

When confronted with the stubborn orcs hiding in the sturdy fortress, the orcs only need to call the magic cannon for a round of attacks. Everything is dust, dust is back, and it becomes completely quiet!

When nearly a hundred magic weapons came to the small beast god temple with ray guns held high, the remaining 2,000 orcs and centaurs in Maclen City were entrenched here, forming a human wall with their own flesh and blood, and confronting the magic weapons with an extremely tragic and tragic posture.

After two hours of bombardment, few of the remaining orcs and centaurs were left intact. Even the Rank 3 Orc Berserker was covered in blood, and the skin on his body was scorched black by the flames. And the second-order orcs surrounding it were also wounded, and their heads were bleeding, which was miserable.

At this moment, the orc berserker was at the forefront of the group, a huge double-edged battle axe behind him, and a tall, rugged tribal banner was clutching tightly in his hand.

There was no wind on the battlefield, but the animal skin flag of the banner was completely stretched, and a pattern of an orc holding a war hammer high and roaring into the sky was clearly visible.

Grim slowly stepped into the battlefield with a large number of crimson wizards, and confronted the remnants of the orcs a hundred meters away. The orcs glared at their blood-red pupils and scanned every wizard on the scene with extreme hatred.

The Warhammer tribe entrenched in the city of Macron is over!

Lost the city territory, lost all the people, lost most of the orc warriors...... Next, they will also lose the only remaining orc belief behind them, the Temple of the Beast God.

"Sorcerers, why are you attacking our cities, slaughtering our people, and toppling our temples...... Why?" perhaps knowing that he was at the end of his rope, the loud questioning of the orc berserker in front of him seemed hoarse and sad and indignant.

"There's nothing to ...... There may be a lot of truth, but I don't need to explain it to you. You and I are really just pawns that can't help ourselves, your duty is to protect the city, and my duty is to destroy this seat. As for the reason, who cares......" Grim replied coldly.

Knowing that it was impossible to get an answer from Grim's mouth, the orc berserker snapped the flag in his hand, and the tall, hard flagpole pierced the ground and fixed in place. And the orc berserker reached out, grabbed the giant axe behind his back, and roared like Grim rushing towards him.

As he rushed forward, the orc berserker let out a shocking battle cry, and his body, which was originally 2 meters high, swelled and grew again. And its big bare black feet, every time they stepped on the earth, it would emit a dull tremor, which sounded like a heavy war drum from a distance.

Puff puff......

A series of dense scorching rays slammed into the orc berserker's massive body like a red-hot soldering iron. The orc berserker simply lifted his axe to cover his face, then leaped to his feet, allowing the crimson heat to shoot uncontrollably.

The scorching rays that could have pierced through the walls only burned tiny red dots on the tense black body of the orc berserker, but they did not penetrate the hard skin.

A hideous and terrifying smile appeared on the orc berserker's face, and the giant axe in his hand lit up with a misty glow, and quickly slashed out. The giant axe was only two meters long, and it was impossible to touch those metal magic weapons that were twenty or thirty meters away, but as the light on the giant axe flew out of its body, a terrifying ripple half a meter long instantly passed through the middle of the body of the five demon marksmen.

The firing of the magic weapon came to an abrupt halt, and metal parts and shards bloomed like fireworks......