The orc generals also seemed very happy, and busied their soldiers to put down those strange iron things. Under the command of the old man, the orc soldiers began to erect all kinds of iron pieces. Gradually, the shape of the thing appeared, and behind it was a very complex mechanism console, with a large round iron pipe sticking out of the middle of the front, facing the camp of the Great Wall guards at the bottom of the mountain.

The stocky old man carefully took the stone with a strange glow from the large sealed box and placed it in the console. Then concoct it in the same way, and put all ten units on it. The orc soldiers began to reorient the iron pipe so that it aimed at the Great Wall Guardian army lined up on the battlefield. Several orc generals laughed and laughed with the old man and the beautiful woman with extremely happy expressions.

Seeing this, Tom gave the order, and the guards of the Great Wall shouted, and swung their weapons and swarmed up.

Tom liked this kind of ambush battle the most, and he rushed to the front of the group, his cylindrical weapon slashing left and right, and in a moment he had already slashed several orc soldiers. He felt that the energy in his body was so abundant that he could swing the weapon in his hand as he pleased. It made him a little strange.

In the confusion, the orc soldiers couldn't figure out where the enemy was coming from, and they could appear in the sky. In the midst of the siege, each of them was cared for by more than a dozen soldiers of the Great Wall Guards.

Less than a quarter of an hour after the battle began, the orcs were all ghosts under the sword and prisoners under the stairs.

Covered in blood, Tom stood in front of the orc captive with his weapon on his shoulder. He looked majestically at the dejected orcs and asked in a deep voice, "What is that?"

All the orc soldiers looked at him coldly and didn't say a word. Tom couldn't help but be furious, and the soldiers of the Great Wall guards around him were also clamoring, and they were about to rush up and make a move.

Suddenly, a huge orc general snorted and said, "What kind of hero is a sneak attack by despicable means? ”

"Oh!" Tom looked at him, and said without delay, "cut it for me!"

Before everyone could understand it, a soldier of the Great Wall Guards standing behind the orc general had already raised his sword and fell, blood burst out, and a big head flew up and fell. "Bang!" and the headless corpse fell to the ground. The orcs were in an uproar, even Renault, who was standing beside Tom, was startled.

This is war.

Renault was silent, looking at the corpses everywhere, his stomach was sad, and he wanted to vomit.

All kinds of internal organs, stumps and broken arms, and that strong smell of blood deeply irritated Renault.

"I hate people who don't have self-knowledge the most!" Tom said coldly, "Anyway, if you fail, you must admit it, and don't make any excuses for failure! Since you have become a prisoner, you must have the consciousness of being a prisoner, and have the courage to say these things! Lao Tzu is the most disgusted with this!"

The eyes of the beautiful woman who was held aside flashed with a strange color, while the short and fat old man was slightly moved. Renault, who was standing next to Tom, was also very convinced, worthy of being his favorite hero!

In the era of heroes, it is an outlier to refuse the other party's request as directly as Tom. But what happened next surprised Renault even more.

"You, come here!" Tom said, pointing to an orc general with a sad face standing next to the slain orc general, "Are you not convinced? Tell you, I don't fight him not because I'm afraid, but because there's no need for it!" Now I'll give you a chance to pick up the sword at your feet, and I'll show you my strength!"

The middle-aged orc general said hatefully: "Okay!" He bent down and picked up the long sword that was thrown at his feet, and after standing still, he said sharply: "If I win, you will let my people go!"

Tom agreed without hesitation, "However, if you lose, you will have to do everything!"

"Yes!"

Tom set aside the weapon he was carrying on his shoulders and drew a long sword from the waist of one of the soldiers.

"What do you mean? Look down on me?"

When the orc saw Tom like this, he was furious.

Tom smiled and said, "That's right, I just look down on you." Lao Tzu can give a beast like you a chance to survive, which is the greatest mercy!"

The middle-aged orc general's eyes showed bitter hatred, and he slowly raised the sword in his hand, pointing obliquely at Tom who was standing in front of him, and the slightly trembling tip of the sword spit a trace of cold current. Although it was just such a starting move, it already implied a strong murderous aura, which made everyone standing on the side watch take half a step back.

Tom was unmoved, still looking at him coldly.

The middle-aged orc general roared, raised his sword and rushed in. He struck a powerful move, the tip of his sword covering Tom's face, as if to attack the center of his brow and then to his throat.

Tom's eyes were full of divine light, he accurately grasped the angle that the opponent wanted to attack, his divine will locked on the attacking sword, his right foot retreated, slightly sideways, the sword in his hand from the bottom to the top, as fast as lightning, latched in the weakest part of the front of the orc general's sword.

The two swords intersected, and only a "ding!" sound sounded, and the orc general's figure couldn't help but stagnate.

Just as his sword was weakened, Tom let out a loud cry and slid upward, the sword in his hand sped up and slashed at his opponent's chest and shoulder.

The orc general's face changed slightly, and he didn't expect Tom to speed up, so he had to inhale and shrink to avoid the sword. How did he know that as soon as his figure moved, Tom's sword had already followed, from slashing to stabbing, as swift as thunder, and struck him by the throat.

Under the urging of the sword qi, the air in front of him became heavy and cold. He couldn't help but roar angrily, barely flashed, and the sword in his hand danced wildly, intending to seal this sword out of the middle palace.

However, it was too late, Tom flicked his wrist lightly, and a cold white light flashed, and the tip of the sword had already grazed his throat.

"When!" the orc general's eyes widened with rage, his throat made a "gege" sound, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground. He couldn't believe that he had been defeated by this man so quickly. But after just standing for a moment, his body staggered, and his face gradually turned pale.

These few hits were as fast as lightning, and before the people next to them could see clearly, they were already over. At this time, everyone looked at the orc's body speechlessly, shook twice, and fell to the ground with a "bang!" sound.

"Good!" Renault exclaimed, looking at Tom with admiration.