Everywhere there are beast soldiers who have been knocked off by majestic warhorses.

More than 200 wolf cavalry were organized to counterattack the human riding wall. But Sarufar's vaunted wolf cavalry was vulnerable to the onslaught of the cavalry wall. These selected warriors were elite warriors who could withstand four or five human cavalry, but under the sabre attacks from the front and back, they were killed in an instant like the most ordinary warriors.

Sarufar watched as his wolf cavalry commander launched a counter-charge with more than two dozen men. The brave commander slashed a human cavalryman to death with one sword, then chopped off his left hand with a sabre, slit his stomach with another, and finally his neck was severed with a single sword, and the headless corpse crushed the wolf and fell. This all happened in less than two seconds.

The Great Chief wouldn't be stupid enough to go up and fight hard, and he shouted for the guards to cover him and ran towards Beamon's defenses. The irascible Beamon would often attack and even feed on friendly forces indiscriminately, but now they were the only way to avoid the human cavalry.

The other orc warriors thought the same thing. The resistance of the infantry had been completely crushed by the second round of cavalry onslaught, and tens of thousands of orc soldiers crowded together with each other, fleeing in every possible direction.

"That's the Beamon Behemoth of the Orcs!" Maxmus took the reins beside the prince. The onslaught just now caused them to lose a lot of cavalry, but they finally broke the large array of orcs.

The Behemoths of Beamon swooped down with a roar, their massive paws crushing over the fleeing orc warriors. Sarufar's heart was bleeding as he watched his warriors die senselessly at Beamon's feet, reduced to a pile of flesh.

But finally the human cavalry stopped.

"We're going to kill these beasts!"

"Your Highness, please ......" The generals were just about to stop.

"Drive!" Prince Commodus rushed out first, and the cavalrymen, who had fallen into a frenzy, howled and rushed forward.

Electricity condensed on the prince's hammer.

"The Light gives me strength!" Prince Commodus's warhammer, wrapped in a silver electric serpent, slammed into a Beamon's leg, shattering the beast's right leg on the spot. The beast roared and fell to the ground, overpowering several soldiers on both sides.

"Kill them! Kill them! "Maximus and his men went mad. The brave cavalry general raised a spear and threw it at one of the beamons with all his might.

The spear streaked across the sky like a red meteor, and with a single blow it exploded Beamon's right eye. The beast fell on its back and rolled desperately on the ground.

……

Daishan and their soldiers are desperate to flee for their lives.

The battlefield is out of control, and now it's up to Beamon to see if it's possible to crush the human cavalry. Daishan's orc clan is useless in this kind of scene.

Thousands of orcs followed their chieftain, throwing off their armor and fleeing to the rear of the army.

Hundreds of orc soldiers stumbled in from a distance, looking like soldiers from other fronts rushing to support.

"Still with humans?" Dai Shan was so tired that he sat on a big rock to rest. There were still many human voices among the orc soldiers who arrived, "Is it hard labor?" They didn't even have to be led by a rope to keep them up. That's a good idea. ”

"Check it out!" Daizen said to his men, "Let them gather and wait for Beamon to kill the human cavalry." We're going to go back and support. ”

……

The orc soldiers staggered over. In the name of their own chieftains, they were bold enough to drive these newcomers.

"I'm talking about you!" The Orc Commander roared in his sharp voice, "Stop! Line up! The great Daishan chieftain has a command to give you. ”

"They seem to be badly injured." A half-orc beside him said strangely.

"Oh, that orc's arm is gone. It's brave to be able to travel this way. The other orc chimed in.

The orc commander also saw it, and the orcs and humans who arrived were each badly injured, and their eyes flashed with a terrifying red light.

Doesn't feel right......

"Hey! I said let you stop. Stop me......" The last words of the Commander were spoken, and an orc pounced on him and bit his throat with one bite.

……

Daishan's heart was about to jump out of his throat, no younger than himself, since he became a chief, he hadn't run like this for more than ten years.

But now he runs faster than anyone else. His people ran faster than the other, for the slower ones fed the horrible creatures, and then the mutilated corpses stood up and joined the group that had bitten the orcs.

Strange ghosts!

The ancestral spirit is above! Daizen has only seen such cursed creatures in legends and nightmares. They feed on fresh flesh and blood, and they hunt for living creatures endlessly.

Living creatures they kill will be transformed into monsters like them.

Finished! It's completely over! Even if the orc army destroys the human cavalry, it will be finished if it encounters monsters like strangers on the plains!

Finished! It's completely over! Daishan felt his legs as heavy as lead, and his breath was like a broken bellows.

Oh, how do you know the bellows are coming? I only knew it when I saw a captive human blacksmith use it before. Human technology is really advanced.

Hehe, at such a time, you can be cranky......

Daishan was thrown to the ground, and four or five strange ghosts gnawed at his thin body. He was in terrible pain, howling desperately, and watched as a strong human wrath tore off his calf, hugging and nibbling in front of his eyes.

This strange ghost is really strong...... This was Dai Shan's last thought.

……

After Grandi was converted, he was surprised to find that his injuries were gradually recovering. Unlike the other people's shattered bodies, Grandi's body and muscles quickly recovered to the same as before.

Grandi didn't know what to do. The bread in his pocket made him gag, and the flesh seemed to be attractive to him.

Grandi wandered with his old companion until suddenly there was a wonderful scent from the south.

Every cell craved the scent, and Grandi joined the undead and ran south. He didn't have anything else to do anyway.

After a few days of trekking, Grandi and the others encountered a group of orcs. These hateful fellows, Grandi, had always been a nuisance, and he grabbed a gorgeously dressed orc, broke off his calf, and nibbled on it.

Food is scarce. The meat of this half-orc is hard to eat, but it's also meat. Before tasting that wonderful aroma, Grandi can use this as an appetizer.

After eating the half-orcs, the zombies were not full at all, and they flocked to the south with their new companions in the hope of more food in the south.

The companions didn't seem to change, but Grandi felt his body fill with strength once more. Although this seemingly noble orc is unpalatable, the energy in his flesh and blood is shocking.

The armies of the orcs and the human cavalry were in disarray. A group of sudden monsters attacked them. These monsters are orcs, trolls, orcs, humans, and other races, and the only thing they have in common is that they can gnaw on a living creature with impunity.

The Orc army bombed the camp, and the whole army screamed in horror and began to flee in all directions.

Many human knights were also pulled off their horses, and after being eaten by ghouls and zombies, they also joined the ranks of monsters.

"Retreat! Fall back! "Prince Commodus, occupied by endless despair and coolness, brandished his war hammer to smash a way out, and rushed out with his cavalry.

Grandi was knocked to the ground by a powerful shockwave. Soon he struggled to his feet, only to see a silver hammer smash down on him. The owner of the Warhammer seemed a little surprised, but that didn't stop him from killing the zombie in front of him with a single blow.

Grandi felt his spine shatter like a dead branch. The world fell into darkness, and he collapsed, and the scenes of his life flashed before his eyes.

As he enters eternal death, Grandi suddenly sees a black shadow appear on the battlefield strewn with corpses. An old man as ugly as a skeleton slowly approached him in a cloak and opened his mouth.

Fishy-smelling liquid slides into your mouth. Grandi felt like every cell of himself was exploding.

The devilish old man walked away with a test tube to turn over the other corpses.

As he walked, he sang an out-of-tune song:

"Solomon Grandi,

Landing on Monday,

Baptized on Tuesday,

Wednesday Wife,

Thursday contracted the disease,

Seriously ill on Friday,

Saturday passed,

Sunday into the ground,

Solomon Grandi,

This life goes to the end. ”