Li Ran's performance is no different, but Wu Tongtong, who has been with him for a longer time, always feels that he is a little different at this time. Maybe it's because the gaze in his eyes seems to be much brighter than usual at this time. And all the movements of his whole body seemed to be a little slower than usual, and there was a little unnatural feeling. And the whole body trembled slightly from time to time, as if it was pressing on something terrible to prevent it from escaping. Unconsciously, Wu Tongtong was a little farther away from Li Ran than the Shadow Blade.

As a result of the solicitation, three decided to leave, while the others continued to follow the reorganized orc legion, waiting for an opportunity to arise. I don't blame the three teammates who left, after all, in such a large-scale legion war, no matter whether the final outcome of this orc army is defeat and victory, this cheap fruit is not easy to pick, but needs to take too much risk. After all, the other party has a high-speed unit such as the Evil Wolf Cavalry, and once the situation is not right, the chance of successfully escaping is really small.

Li Ran and everyone followed behind this orc legion from a distance, in order to prevent being discovered, they even opened up some distance on top of the distance they had followed before, but due to the huge movement of the orc legion when they moved, it was indeed not easy to follow.

More than an hour passed like this, and it was also the darkest hour before dawn, and when everyone was tracking a little numb, the orc army finally stopped.

Because it was so far away, everyone couldn't see what was going on in front of them. After Shadow Blade and Chenxing returned from their exploration, the two of them quickly ran around in a large circle towards the right side of the orc legion. After more than twenty minutes, everyone climbed a high hillside. On the back of the hillside, I secretly saw the reason why the orc legion stopped.

I saw that in front of the orc legion was a towering mountain range, the color of the mountain range was black and gray, and it was integrated with the night, and everyone looked up at this endless mountain range in a bit of a sluggish manner, and was completely shocked. For a while, everyone felt like a fully armed ant, tracking another group of ants, and just as they were about to start, they looked up and suddenly found that they had walked to the side of a black dragon at some point.

And the reason why this orc army stopped was a crack in the mountain range ahead, and under the background of the overly huge mountain range, this crack was so small that when everyone looked at it, there was a big stronghold in this small crack.

In front of the colony is a wall made of massive black lava walls. The buildings inside are also different from the logs and boulders commonly used by the barbarians, and the colors of the buildings are mostly red and black, and the materials are a mixture of basalt, lava, and some kind of thick organic slime as the basic material. With the help of Eagle Eye, I vaguely saw some buildings carved with six-pointed star symbols.

All the buildings were very thick and twisted, and what was striking was the blood-colored altar composed of blood-colored bone chains tens of meters high in the central hall of the stronghold, and a dozen unknown giant beast vertebrae formed a six-pointed star pattern. With an unusually terrifying feeling. Li Ran and the others confirmed that this was actually a stronghold of the Hell Clan.

Is there a passage to the city of hell? Everyone couldn't help but think. At this time, on the outer wall of the stronghold, several demon baby guards and three hound dogs were dozing.

This is the darkest hour before dawn, and the time when most creatures are at their lowest level of consciousness. The surroundings were pitch black, and as the most annoying and noisy orc soldiers on weekdays, the orc legion of tens of thousands of people at this time could be silent, and everyone couldn't help but be a little surprised.

The tense atmosphere is like a cylinder of explosives that is about to be ignited, as if you feel a different smell. A demon baby stood up on the wall, sniffed vigorously in the air, and then stood on the wall and looked out suspiciously. A black shadow flashed, and the demon baby had fallen to the ground, with an iron spear stuck in the middle of its neck. But the innate strong physique of the Hell Clan made him not die for a while, and he used all his strength to pull out the spear from his neck, and the blood on his neck gushed out like a spurt of water. With the last of his strength, he desperately screamed a few times before he died.

When the companions heard the call, they immediately blew the bone horn, and at this time, the outer orc legions flashed with patches of red light, which was the light of the bloodthirsty thaumaturgy of the ogre. Amid the shouts of the leading ogre leader, the drums of war played! The Orc Legion has attacked!

More than a dozen round boulders whizzed like cannonballs at the same time towards the gates of the city walls, the last to join the Orc Legion as the masterpiece of the Stone-throwing Giants. Suddenly, there was a burst of collective shouts in the Hell Clan's stronghold. But they obviously didn't expect that the barbarian warriors, who had always been brutal and rude, but who admired dignity, would choose to sneak attack. By the time the hordes of demon babies, three hounds, and long-horned demons arrived, the orc legion with powerful impact had already opened the gates of the city walls and rushed into the stronghold, turning into a scuffle.

The strong and brutal orcs and the hellish clan full of destruction** have never lacked melee warriors, especially in the melee, which is vividly embodied, and blood and flesh are flying everywhere for a while. The orc legion is nearly 10,000 strong, but the number of hellish people in the stronghold is only a little more. Although they were caught off guard by the orc legion that suddenly rushed in at first, as time passed, the Hell clan took advantage of the geographical advantage and slowly began to be able to resist the charge of the orc legion.

The orc legion is dominated by nearly 10,000 fifth- and sixth-order orc warriors and wolf cavalry, and nearly 3,000 seventh-order ogre warriors and mages. There are also hundreds of eighth-order ogre elites. The highest rank is the dozens of ogre leaders of the ninth order or so in the front row and the more than ten catapult giants who have reached the eleventh level.

At this time, the slings had given up throwing stones, and they unexpectedly pulled out a giant tree that was more than two meters long as an ordinary person's thigh and began to attack. In the face of such a huge and primitive murder weapon, the Hell Clan had no creatures to resist for a while, and those demon babies who were not afraid of death rushed up and were knocked away several times with a stick. Only the horned demon can barely resist it without being killed instantly. The huge logs in the hands of a dozen catapults became the biggest driving force for the propulsion speed for a while.

And the Hell Clan is mainly based on the five or six order of the three dog demons and the six or seven order of the horned demons, and as the largest number of demon babies are ignored, for the barbarian clan who are good at getting close, the monster baby is really not much of a threat to them, and the general ranged troops or mages will be more afraid of these little guys who charge up and don't want to die. But the barbarians have no such concerns, whether it is an ogre mage or an orc spearman, they can easily level several demon babies in close combat. Not to mention the more than a dozen slingers of rank as high as the eleventh order.

Fortunately, there are far more horned demons in the Hellish than there are ogre warriors. But it's different from always rushing to the front when fighting the Barbarian Leader. On the Hell Clan's side, nearly a hundred or so ninth-order torture demons stood far away on the high platform of the main temple under the leadership of the three eleventh-order evil god kings. looked coldly at everything in front of him. He was very calm about the death of his kind. Behind them is a mysterious altar. More than a dozen scantily clad ninth-order succubi seemed to be busy with something.