The rain kept falling, and even though it was already morning, the sky was still gray.

After a long, loud trumpet sound came from the skull-shattering fortress, the sound of war drums overpowered the thunder, and a dozen ogres at the city gate pulled the winch together, opening the heavy black wooden gate.

An army of ogres poured out of the gates, and at the front was the two-headed ogre chieftain Gulgaru, who carried a thick dark wooden rod that made it impossible to tell whether it was a staff or a broadclub, or both.

The ogre chief was followed by a jumbled army of five hundred ogres, and don't expect discipline from the barbaric humanoids, who pushed and scolded each other, striding forward with their stout maces on their shoulders like gangsters about to fight.

But on the Nordhill continent, no force dares to underestimate this undisciplined team, the ogre's brute strength is amazing, their weapons do not need mass, only weight, if this mace is smashed, it can smash the heavily armored human knight into a discus.

The ogre procession entered the forest after passing through the clearing in front of the fortress.

Gulgaru frowned, it had been feeling someone watching him since entering the forest, and it hid its hand behind its back to hide the traces of its spell casting.

Dust of Appearance!

Shining points of light enveloped the ogre chieftain for a hundred meters in a flash.

After casting a spell that would allow the Stalker to show his tracks, the Ogre Chief looked around but didn't notice anything suspicious.

Is it a delusion?!

Gulgaru moved on.

No, how could there be birds in such heavy rain!

Gulgaru sent a water arrow at the bird on the branch thirty meters away.

Looking at the water arrows that were getting bigger and bigger in her sight, Elena hurriedly withdrew the vision to share the spell link.

"Brother, I've been discovered. ”

"How could it be? The vision link magic energy fluctuations are very weak, how did it find out!. ”

"Because of the habits of birds, birds should stay in the nest on rainy days. ”

"It's negligent on our part, forget it, there's nothing to lose. ”

Amos touched his chin and muttered, "Five hundred ogres~." ”

"Bucky Darkscale, you go tell the old blind to withdraw so they don't come head-on with the ogre. ”

In the ranks of Amos's dependents, a dark-scaled fishman led the way and quickly ran into the forest.

It is the strongest fish-man nightkin under Amos, with a class level of 12.

"Let's go too, it's time to meet our old friends!" Amos smiled evilly and led the way towards the forest, with the family members following in the footsteps of the White Dragon Lord.

After walking for a while, Amos met the retreating old blind party.

"What's the catch?"

"Aside from killing some gnolls, I didn't find anything. ”

This answer was expected by Amos, who nodded at the old blind eye, "Well, let's go back." ”

Then he said: "Everyone rest in place, poison your weapons!"

Amos distributes the anesthetic against the ogre.

After a short rest, Amos led the group forward for another hour, and finally met the ogre army.

The Ogre Chieftain, Gulgaru, was furious when he saw the White Dragon Lord at the front of the enemy team.

Sure enough, it was.

This guy who has teased the Skull-Crushing Clan many times.

Gulgaru strode forward in the heavy rain, walked between the two people, and slammed the dark wooden stick behind him to the ground, slamming through all the noise, and a wave of air pushed the rain away.

Garu: "Stupid White Dragon, standing in front of you is the son of the Bano Flame Demon Slayer Caucasus, the ruler of Shattered Skull Island, and the chief of the Broken Skull Ogre - Gulgaru, you have provoked the Skull Shattering Clan many times, and you dare to step into the territory of the Skull Shattering Clan and report your name. ”

Amos's heart moved, the ogre chief claimed to be a descendant of the Barno Fire Demon Slayer, which meant that its ancestor named Caucasus had killed more than one Barno Fire Demon, and it was indeed a tribe that had been inherited from the demon invasion ten thousand years ago.

It raised its vigilance in its heart, but said contemptuously: "White Dragon, Amos Aldrich, filthy ogre, may your strength be as bluffing as your name." ”

Garru: "Your head will be a treasured piece of my collection. ”

Gul: "I'm going to put it in the hall." ”

Gulgaru: "Skull-crushing ogres crush their heads!"

"Go to war!" Amos roared, and the wings of the four white dragons shook, and they flew into the sky.

"For the glory of the White Castle!"

"For the glory of Amoz!"

Led by about 40 strong trolls, an army of fishmen, gnolls, and dependents shouted battle horns and collided with the army of ogres.

Amos hovered over the treetops, staring at the ogre chief below, the two sides had fought each other, and each knew that the strength of the other was so great that neither dared to act rashly, lest a flaw be exposed.

Gulgaru is very confident in his ogre army, although the number is only five hundred, but they are the elite of the Cranial Clan, and when the Ogre army kills all the other party's dependents, no matter how strong the white dragon is, it can only flee in ashes, and the victory will definitely belong to the Cranial, so it is not afraid of delaying time.

Amos flew into the sky and took the initiative to attack, it was well prepared, the ogre was not in a hurry to make a move, it naturally did not be in a hurry, it just had to keep an eye on it.

On the battlefield in full swing below.

An exceptionally strong ogre raised his mace and threw it at the troll, but the mace was stuck by a branch on his head, and the troll seized the opportunity and kicked the ogre in the chest, and the upside-down ogre overwhelmed his teammates behind.

At the same time, after the ogre on one side smashed the fish-man into a mess, before he could retract his mace, the fish-man tidehunter took the opportunity to pierce the ogre's belly with a spear, breaking through the skin and being blocked by the ogre's thick fat.

The ogre was in pain and kicked the fishman, but the copper-backed snapping turtle on the ground raised his head and bit his crotch, the ogre's eyes were quickly bloodshot, and he let out a roar of anger mixed with pain in the sky, and lost his mind.

Grabbing the shell of the copperback snapping turtle and pulling it hard, grabbing the snapping turtle and smashing it frantically around without distinction between enemies and me.

Not to be outdone, the fish-man mages formed a phalanx and worked together to summon hail the size of a football, smashing the ogre's head to the ground.

A scarce number of ogres unleashed fireballs that exploded in the ranks of fishmen, and the ogre shamans beat the drums of war, giving the ogre warriors even more fearless courage.

The three-headed white dragon was also targeted by the master of the ogre, temporarily avoiding the edge and flying into the air to release magic.

The ogre's war drums, the clashing of weapons, the explosion of magic, and the roar of rage all come together to create a magnificent music of blood and iron.

The broken spears soaked in stagnant water on the ground, and the bodies of both sides fell to the ground, trampled by the later belligerents, and the blood that flowed mixed with the stagnant water on the ground, staining the puddles a pale red.

Soon, the two-headed ogre chief realized that something was wrong, and all the ogres, even if they were only slightly injured, would quickly fall to the ground.

"Despicable White Dragon!"

"What did you do?!"