Wago rode a furball, like a silver bolt of lightning, and broke into the human cavalry. Under the effect of the assault cloak, his figure looked unreal. The immortal in his hand, the two-handed big sword swung out, drawing a bright arc.

Every time you swing, a human head flies.

Like a tiger entering the flock.

The elite knights of the human race could not even slow down the speed of his charge, and the crazy chariots generally rushed around the human camp. Even those powerful melee mages don't have a general in his hands, and those who don't approach him will be cut off next.

The blood sprayed couldn't even get on him and the hairball.

The silver foxtail of the three is like a dead anchovy.

Faced with this undefeatable and unstoppable slaughtering monster, fear began to spread wildly in the human camp. In the end, the mage even received an order to attack indiscriminately and widely.

At the cost of his own soldiers' lives, he directly unleashed the magic of a massive and powerful attack.

Trying to wipe out Watara.

However, they were doomed to the impossible. Wearing silver masks, the spearheads who were also like silver lightning fell from the sky. They are like precision machines, feeling the elemental fluctuations, sniping at the magicians hiding in the common people.

A one-sided slaughter feast.

The human army finally collapsed, and the charging orc iron cavalry fought the final battlefield harvest. When all the dust settles and this human cavalry is annihilated. Watari rode a furball and walked on the battlefield stained red with blood.

The soldiers of the surrounding tribes, the lion clan, the fox clan, the tiger clan, the cat clan, the wolf clan, the dog clan, etc., and the miscellaneous knights surrounded them with sharp tips.

"God of War, God of War, God of War! God of War ......"

At first, the sound was small, but by the end, it had become cheers and shouts, and everyone raised their weapons in their hands and looked at Duge with respectful and adoring eyes, and the cheers came and went.

The current Duge is recognized by everyone with its strength.

Orcs are sometimes so simple.

If you are strong and your fists are big, then you are qualified to sit on the throne and accept the worship and admiration of all. During this period of time, Du Ge has basically conquered everyone in terms of strength, tactical strategy, personal charm and appearance. Whoever follows him is not free from the fanatical worship of the Lord.

This has to do with the aura of faith, and it also has to do with the fact that he arranges people to lead.

Now he has almost become a golden signboard. The power of faith, which I couldn't feel before, can now be felt in the dead of night when I meditate, and I can feel the power of nothingness. Breaking through time and space, it directly acted on his body, slowly precipitating and accumulating.

Du Ge waved his hand, suppressing the cheers of the crowd.

In the excitement and excitement of the crowd, he slowly raised the immortal in his hand, the bright two-handed greatsword, refracting the chilling light. Far away, pointing into the distance, where the beast's shield is.

"Target: Beast Shield. All the army, attack!"

The final battle has also begun.

The remnants of the human army, who retreated to the Beast's shield, sat the last resistance. But their magicians will never fly into the sky again. What is raging in the sky is the spearhead soldiers flying all over the sky, as well as the Eagle Clan and other air legions. The magicians who dared to take the lead were basically slaughtered.

After the magic army was killed and wounded, the human legion collapsed directly.

And the orcs, on the other hand, with the assistance of the sacrifice. The black-pressed army, with a kind of hysterical madness, rushed to the ruined walls.

The defeat was like a mountain.

A fire broke out in the backyard, and the main force was killed and wounded.

The final siege was not even met with much resistance. The flags of the human countries on the city wall were cut down one by one, and the banner of the Orc Alliance was raised swaying. The banners of various ethnic groups also slowly occupied the city. And in the middle of it all is a silver-blooded banner fluttering in the wind.

The Fox and the Rose.

No one has any objections to this, no one has objected, no one has questioned it.

After the main force of the orcs was dispersed, the power of the silver-blooded city blocked the human attack. He even came up with a terrifying new weapon, bringing the battlefield that had almost become a dead end back to life. With the orcs whose hopes had long been shattered, they rushed out of a new world, ignited a spark, and turned into a prairie fire.

Finally, when the human legions were completely driven out of the border.

The cheers and shouts resounded through the heavens and the earth. A low horn sounded, and the low-frequency sound waves were heavy and penetrating, spreading with a message of victory towards the snow-white Godard plain. Cities along the way, after hearing the sound of the horn, also blew the horn.

The muffled voice of victory, which spread throughout the alliance, announced the arrival of victory to everyone.

"We are victorious! We are victorious...... "God of War! God of War ......" "Long live the silver blood! Long live the silver blood......

In the midst of cheers and shouts, Du Ge was thrown high into the air by the crowd that surged up. He did not stop it, but smiled and accepted people's love and respect. After almost a year of hard fighting, the situation on the battlefield is constantly changing. Perhaps Duge was confident in the beginning, but for the entire orc alliance, this victory was incredible.

Humans flinched like lost dogs.

A three-day that takes place throughout the Orc Alliance. Laughter, weeping, sighing generously, or tearing clothes, unbridled madness to vent desires. Duge even got the beer out, but he quickly regretted it.

The poor alcohol tolerance of the orcs, several times down, the scene was completely chaotic.

As the saying goes, drunk and promiscuous......

Duge wanted to walk around the streets, but when he went out, he found that the whole city was in a state of chaos. Everywhere there are various piston movements, and a harmonious atmosphere pervades the whole city. He didn't even know how to describe it, it was the biggest collective mess he'd ever seen.

Affecting dozens of races, you can see everything here.

Cat, Dog, Lion, Tiger, Snake, Fox, Bird, Turtle, ......

The picture is simply amazing.

Look at the culprit that caused this issue to happen, those huge beer barrels.

Watari covered his forehead.

"If I knew, I wouldn't have taken it out. ”

"Watara-sama...... Come and play~"

Hearing someone call him, as soon as he turned his head, he saw several nine-tailed fox soldiers, with red cheeks pressing a sharp soldier, doing indescribable things. The Spearhead didn't feel anything, it was like a puppet, and he didn't react when he was toyed with by a group of little guys. It wasn't until the moment it was entered into the body that there was a little reaction.

"You ...... Enough!"

Du Ge directly flipped the table.

But he found that he couldn't seem to stop it...... The scene was all in chaos. He felt that he could not stay any longer, for there were already countless eyes on him, and men and women alike were looking at him with a fiery gaze.

"You...... You guys...... What are you going to do?!"

Watari whistles and summons furballs, only to find that the bastard is doing unspeakable things to a female fox.

He only pulled Wei Ya so that he could take refuge in his personal space.