"Report to the marshal, and find that the enemy strong man is rapidly approaching our position. m.”

On the side, a herald spoke. Immediately, the marshal of the Western Theater of Operations looked to the side and looked at the situation on the battlefield ahead.

A strong orc clan stared at the cannonballs and various attacks and quickly charged towards his side, and in the sky, he could feel a huge gathering of magical power.

"Damn."

Secretly cursing, the marshal of the Western Theater immediately spoke.

"Order my magicians to interfere with the release of local magic."

"Yes."

"Order the forward position to be defended, and the special squad in the rear, give me the top, and make sure that the enemy can't slaughter ordinary soldiers."

"Yes."

The orcs have means of attack, and the Western Theater also has means of countermeasures.

While the orc priest was chanting the forbidden spells of the eighth and ninth orders, on the side of the Western War Zone, a mage named the seventh and eighth orders started his own actions.

"Magical chaos."

"Arrows of Chaos."

Magic flew out towards the magic in the sky, and at the same time, a layer of blue light loomed over the entire western theater.

"The enemy's countermeasures are coming, everyone pay attention."

In the face of the counterattack of the Western Theater of Operations, immediately, the magic power of several orc sacrifice squads instantly dissipated, and as a chanter, they vomited blood one by one, and they were counterattacked, and they could not launch magic again for a while.

However, some magic attacks, before they came to the side of the orc sacrifice, some orc sacrifices that had already made a defense had already raised a layer of magic shield in front of them, blocking the means of interference.

"Isn't it useless, induce a quick spell to attack the enemy's mage troops."

Looking at this scene, he found that his counterattack was not very effective, and all the magicians in the Western Theater frowned.

An eighth-order magician at the head spoke. "Everyone, aim at the enemy's mage troops, and don't let the enemy use these spells."

"Yes."

As the two mage troops were clashing with each other, on the ground, the strong men of the orc clan quickly passed through the battlefield and killed in the trenches of the western theater.

At the beginning, it was a killing that was about to begin, for the strong of the orc clan, the ordinary soldiers in the western theater of operations were not opponents at all, a strong man of the orc tribe rushed to the front line, enough to clear a soldier in the trenches, if a few more orc strong men rushed up, then the defense line would be penetrated, and when the time came, the frontal and orc army would be close combat, and the western theater would not be an opponent at all.

When the orc powerhouse rushed up, in the rear, a special team from the Western Theater also rushed up along the trench.

The teams scattered on the various frontlines, looking at the strong men of the orc clan who were passing through the rain of bullets, a strong man in the Western Theater was also ready.

On a battlefield, at this time, a five-meter-tall boar-man heavy infantry withstood the attack of cannonballs, and the magic shield around him blocked all attacks.

Then, three or two steps can cross a distance of hundreds of meters, as an eighth-order powerhouse, the entire battlefield is only a small distance for this boar-man heavy infantry.

At this time, in front of the strong man of the wild boar people, there were already people who could see the central and western theaters of the trenches.

Thinking that he could rush through the trench in one step, and killing the enemy in the trench, under this heavy mask, the strong boar man also showed a hideous look.

He seemed to see himself smash the enemy's head with one foot

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"Hoo ——。"

However, at this time, just as the strong man of the wild boar man was about to attack a soldier of the Western Theater, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the strong man of the wild boar man.

"Fire Fist."

A punch slammed into the boar man's head, and in an instant, above the arm of the earth-digging orc powerhouse, an orange-yellow flame burned fiercely.

With a punch on the head of this boar man powerhouse, the huge high-temperature flames instantly scattered the magic shield on the boar man powerhouse's body.

Under the high temperature, the armor on the strong body of the wild boar man is also about to begin to melt.

"The strong of the enemy."

This punch still brought a huge impact, looking at this fire fist, the strong boar man survived in the flames.

However, behind this wild boar man powerhouse, dozens of ordinary heavy infantry were all reduced to ashes under this fire fist that rushed out dozens of meters.

"Hoo ——。"

The high temperature can still be withstood by the strong boar people, but in fact, in the flames at this time, the battle armor of the strong boar people is already as high as hundreds of degrees.

If it weren't for the fact that this boar man powerhouse was one of the few warriors among the boar people who could use magic, and he still used ice magic, under such an attack, even if he was an eighth-order strength, he would have died.

"Damn."

In an instant, looking at this strong man, the strong man of the wild boar man is not a vegetarian, looking at this strong man in the western war zone, the strong man of the wild boar man holds a heavy shield in his hand, and the shield is protected by a layer of ice.

Then, with the force of both hands, the heavy shield in his hand instantly smashed into the ground, and at this moment, a shock wave on the ground rushed towards the trench in front of him.

Under this shock wave, the ground was shattered in large pieces, dozens of meters wide, and pieces of earth and stones were raised upward, and there was still a layer of cold ice attached to the heart between the earth and rocks.

The solid ice clung to the earth and rock, like a dagger, and in an instant, the entire area was turned into a forest of swords.

"Fire Dragon."

However, as an eighth-level natural Devil Fruit ability, looking at the rumbling impact, the powerhouses in the Western Theater are not vegetarians.

There were flames burning on his body, and huge flames rose up into the sky, which was extremely conspicuous on this huge battlefield.

Then, the flames of the whole body converged, turning into a roaring fire dragon wandering in the sky, allowing the impact of the wild boar man powerhouse to fly, and this fire dragon rushed into the ground.

Colliding with this shock wave, under the huge flames, in an instant, the battle between the two eighth-order powerhouses turned into a huge impact, spreading towards the surroundings with flames and ice.

Seeing this momentary attack, the captains of the soldiers in the trenches immediately shouted.

"Everyone, lie down, get into position, don't look up."

"Boom ——。"

Then, a shock wave centered on the two people spread to all sides, and in an instant, it swept hundreds of meters, turning the path into a blank space, and then gradually dissipated.

When the attack was over, behind the strong men of the Western Theater, large areas of trenches were buried by the swept dirt, almost flattening the ground.

On top of the tank, it has also turned into a dirt mountain, only the towering arrow tower and magic tower still have perseverance, but it is also covered with dust, and the dust removal magic on the magic tower and arrow tower has been cleaned up.

Just the aftermath of the battle, it still won't destroy the magic tower and the arrow tower.

But with the western war

This side of the district was different, behind the strong man of the boar people, and then the orc heavy infantry that charged up was blown out again.

One by one, like stones, they were blown up and fell to the ground, and many people were directly killed and injured.

Then, seeing that the trenches behind him already needed to be cleared, the powerhouses of the Western Theater also understood that they could not attack here.

Otherwise, it was the personnel on their side who were hurt, and after an attack, the powerhouse of the Western Theater instantly turned into a ball of flames, and then rushed through the blank space between the two people.

Rushed in front of the Boar Man powerhouse, and then, with a punch that was powerful enough to destroy a town, it slammed into the Boar Man powerhouse.

Under this huge force, the strong man of the wild boar people did not react at all for a while.

As for the energy of the natural Devil Fruit ability, these orc powerhouses have never seen it at all, and for a moment they were stunned, their bodies were already flying out by the powerhouses of the Western Theater.

However, one punch was enough to flatten a small town, and hitting the body of the Boar Man powerhouse only made him vomit a few mouthfuls of blood.

Then, like a cannonball, the strong boar man fell to the ground.

In an instant, a huge shock wave spread around, and under this impact, hundreds of orc heavy infantry around were directly blown away.

Under the strong recovery ability of the orc clan, such an attack is just a little injury, and it only takes a while to recover, and it won't take long to recover.

However, at this time, the powerhouses of the Western Theater also followed, and their bodies turned into a flame and walked through the battlefield.

Along the way, everywhere they passed, all the orc heavy infantry around them were reduced to corpses.

Rushed in front of the boar man powerhouse, and then, a punch blasted out again.

"Ice Shield."

However, this time, the strong boar man held a heavy shield in front of him and blocked the blow.

Letting the flames spread in all directions, he held his shield in one hand and his feet were stuck to the ground, without the slightest retreat.

"Boom, boom."

"Boom."

At this time, in the center of this battlefield, the two eighth-order powerhouses of the Western Theater and the Boar Man powerhouse began to fight.

For a while, no one could immediately eliminate the opponent, and the battle between the two indirectly cleaned up a large area of orcs around them, turning the flat battlefield into a depression.

Then, in the trenches in the rear, the soldiers who had been buried under the dirt immediately came out of the dirt.

"Everyone is okay, report the number of those who are alive." Emerging from the dirt, the squad leader in the trench yelled loudly in all directions.

"Yes."

"I'm here."

"I'm here too."

With a roar from the squad leader, among the surrounding soil, soldiers came out one by one, shook the dirt on their bodies, took out buried weapons and ammunition, and looked at the roar of the battlefield ahead, a soldier spoke.

"Captain, is that the battle of the strong?"

At this time, because the two eighth-order powerhouses were fighting in front of this defensive line, the orc army could not pass through the battle zone of the two powerhouses at all, so that this trench was temporarily free of enemy charges.

"Don't worry about this now, hurry up and clear the trenches, set up positions, and in a moment the enemy will rush up, we will still be like this, we will be finished." The Soldier Squad Leader said loudly.

"Yes."

"Let's go."