In the end, Yakos held back.

There's no way, Solam is the hero of Silvermoon City, and in order to kill the city's heroes in order to make history darker, he can't do it with Yakos's discipline.

"I've found Lord Solam, here, come!"

However, Yakos is not interested in greeting Soram anymore, saying that they used to have a good relationship, and Soram not only attended his engagement ceremony, but also spent some time with him. It's a pity that all this is over after Solam screamed out about someone else's black history.

Of course, Soram didn't care much about that, he didn't even remember other people's names. (The main reason is that the author didn't remember, but he still flipped through the outline to know)

"I said, 'Can you come down from above and call someone again?' You've crushed me!! ”

At this time, Yakos also reacted, he was still standing on the stone! Seeing this, he somewhat understood why Soram was so venomous.

When Arcos hurriedly jumped off the stone, Soram quickly lifted the stone, he didn't want someone to jump up and press his leg for no reason.

When the stone was removed, Yakos saw Soram's injuries, both of his legs had been badly deformed, and the stubble had been pierced out of the flesh. Solam himself is very calm, he doesn't change his face and restores his legs, and he breaks them stiffly!

Yakos felt pain when he watched it.

However, because of the sciatic nerve damage, Solam is not easy to bend over, and there are several broken places that Solam can't reach.

"Hey! Are you really going to watch it all the time? "Soram still didn't remember what this thing was called, but it didn't matter, the important thing was that this guy really stared at it all the time." Can't you see that I need help? ”

"Oooh!" Yakos was really frightened by Solam's bravery, after all, not everyone had the courage to treat their broken legs so roughly.

Finally, when Yakos restored Solam's leg bones, the others rushed over. The first one was Ms. Diaz, the legendary witch who killed a giant beast with a spell at the moment of impact, and then teleported away directly with a spell, so not only did she not suffer the slightest damage, but even her clothes were clean! She was different from Solam, who was engrossed in operating the railgun at the time, and couldn't be separated at all, so she was naturally unlucky.

Behind her were Mavis and the Earl of Marshall, Jacqueline, and Sokoa.

Seeing that Soram was not dead, Sokaya and Marshall turned around and rushed towards the gap in the wall with the people. At this juncture, it is really not suitable for greetings, they are all martial artists, they know what is important, there are not too many partings of life and death on the battlefield, if a person dies and cries, then it is not called a war, but a funeral.

Seeing that Solam was not dead, they were relieved that with so many spellcasters here, there was always a way to cure him, and they didn't have to worry about it.

"How? Solam, are you alright? "Mavis isn't so iron-willed, she's a mage, not a warrior, and no one says anything about her when she's emotional. As for Diaz, he flew into the sky after taking a look at Solam, and while starting fire support, he was also looking for traces of the railgun, although that thing is no longer of much use, but it has a high research value, so it must be recovered.

"It's okay, I can't die, wait for me to slow down, it's almost over." Solam's injuries are actually not a big problem, and his perverted regenerative ability can recover in a few minutes as long as he doesn't burp immediately.

What really bothered Solam was the problem in his head. Before, he was preoccupied with operating the railgun, which caused him to concentrate very much, and after being interrupted, his spirit was counterattacked, and now Solam's brain was boiling like boiling water.

It's hard to describe this feeling, if you want to say that it hurts, Solam can still bear it, it's not an extreme pain. But it's unbearable, and even a little like throwing up, a bit like a concussion, but it's different, in short, it's very uncomfortable.

Of course, based on the experience of the previous time, Solam probably knew that this was not a slow thing. After all, after the last hellish experience, Solam's mental power has been greatly strengthened. Soram can still endure this.

Jacqueline didn't speak, but silently took out the magic scroll to speed up Solam's healing.

Compared to Mavis, Jacqueline is less emotional, she is less feminine, more rational, and calm. It is also because of this that Solam often jokes that she is with Mavis, she is her husband and Mavis is his wife.

With the blessing of divine magic, Solam's wounds, which had been rapidly regenerating, were immediately treated, and with the strengthening of the blood covenant, Soram could soon recover as before.

Just when Soram was leaning on a big stone to close his eyes and recuperate, mending the backlash of his spiritual power, Diaz finally found the railgun!

"Found it!"

As soon as Jacqueline heard this, her eyes lit up! As a master alchemist, the terrifying power of the railgun is too much for Jacqueline! Although she hadn't figured out how Soram did it, it was precisely because she didn't know that she was more interested. Besides, Soram is her nephew, isn't it difficult to get some secrets out of his mouth?

In fact, if it weren't for Solam's situation, Jacqueline would have gone to study the railgun last night.

Seeing Jacqueline's eager expression, Mavis hesitated for a moment, and found that with herself there, Soram should have no problem, so she said to Jacqueline: "Go ahead, be careful." ”

As soon as Jacqueline heard this, she didn't care about anything else, so she immediately flew over and pulled out the railgun buried deep in the rubble with a few witches!

But at this moment, suddenly, in the gap, a terrifying battle cry made all the human soldiers freeze in place!

It's Hawkdor!

It turned out that when Marshall led the reinforcements to arrive, Hawkdorf also came with his own undead guards!

That huge battle cry not only shocked the audience, but also blew away the smoke and dust that had been shrouded in the gap since just now!

"Blood sacrifice to my lord! Throne of Consecration !!!! ”

The upper body is naked, the muscles are knotted, and the green tendons on it make this orc king look so hideous, so unstoppable!

And in fact, it is also the case, the current Hawkdor, has entered a state of madness, and every time the tomahawk in his hand swings it, it sets off a huge sound roar! Bane's Favorer's attack swept through, whipping up a whirlwind of raze-sharp axes that sliced the hapless eggs in his range to shreds!

"Roar!!! Die!!!! ”

Hawkdor's powerful strength was like an invincible battering ram, smashing the defense line formed by the soldiers of Silvermoon City to pieces in an instant. As Hawkdor's arrows opened a gap in the defensive line, the undead guards under his command fearlessly attacked the gap, intending to completely tear apart the human defense!

This is the orc's housekeeping tactic, and the strongest warrior is the most forward, tearing a hole in the defense line, and then allowing more black orcs to rush into the defense line, so that the original neat and tight battle line of humans is torn apart, and they have to fall into a melee with black orcs, and in the melee, the black orcs with strong physique and violent and bloodthirsty personality have an advantage over humans!

"Beasts! The pain you brought to the Silver Moon Kingdom will be brought back by me personally!! "In the face of this kind of close contact warfare, there is also a way for the human side to deal with it, and that is to fight each other! War is war, and when it really comes to knife to knife and fist to fist, you can't talk about hypocrisy, you can only fight hard!

Any strategy and command, it's all nonsense, with the black orc's ability to break through, there is no way except to block them back.

In fact, it's not just the orcs who like to use this method to open up the situation, but many human armies like it too. For no other reason than because this tactic is simple and effective. This is also the reason why individual force is very important in the military.

As a commander, if you are not able to turn the tide at a critical moment, then you are not qualified as a commander, and the soldiers will not support you.

And the Earl of Marshall knows about this, so he stands up, he must block Hawkdor! Otherwise, the morale of Silvermoon City will be finished!

"Bell!" A spear stretched out, and Hockdor's tomahawk was stopped.

"Huh! Weak human, what are you going to get back?!!! Seeing that his attack was stopped, Hawkdorf simply didn't bother to give a damn! The human in front of him, he knew, the legendary powerhouse of the human race, an old man in Silvermoon City!

Although Hawkdorf has never fought him head-on, he has seen this guy fight Zelemy, and in terms of strength, he is not even comparable to Zelemy, so Hawkdorf doesn't think he is his opponent at all!

So the answer given by Hawkdorf is also very simple! I saw him raise one of his fists and blast it over without any fancy eyes! Not to be outdone, the Earl of Marshall raised his shield directly, and met it fiercely with a shield strike!

"Knock !!" A sound similar to ringing a bell resounded on the battlefield.

Hawkdorf remained motionless, except that blood began to bubble from his fists, and Marshall was beaten by a group and took three steps back.

In the power competition, Marshall is undoubtedly at a disadvantage.

Hawkdorf grinned and added blood to his fist, and then, with a terrifying force, slammed into Marshall like an erupting volcano!

Marshall did not waver in the face of Hawkdor's terrifying momentum, he raised his shield and raised his spear to meet him!

"Savage Rush !!"

"Knight's Charge !!"

The weapons of the two clashed again, and the sound of gold and iron colliding resounded on the battlefield! Hawkdorf swung Marshall's spear away with the battle axe in his hand, and then slammed his shoulder into Marshall's shield, his strength was so great that Marshall couldn't hold his shield, and the whole person was knocked away!

Marshall felt that his right hand holding the shield was sore and painful, and he could not exert his strength. He knew that he would never be able to bargain for anything in terms of strength, and his defensive skills would have no effect in the face of Hawkdor's sheer strength.

However, Marshall is not discouraged, what he has to do is not to defeat this black orc, he just needs to hold him back and prevent him from attacking the defense again, as long as he waits for Sokoya to deal with the orcs who rushed into the formation, he can join forces with Sokoya to deal with this enemy.

Since defense is useless, then drag it with offense! Marshall is confident in his martial arts, and he plans to use the wandering tactic to pin this guy firmly here and buy time for the people behind him!

Marshall did as he thought, only to see him discard his shield and spear, draw his two-handed sword from his waist, and stare at Hockdorf with a determined gaze.

The second round is coming soon!