The ghost fleet sailed up and came with the wind, and soon it came into everyone's eyes, and with good eyesight, they could even see the fluttering skeletal flag.

It's just that at this moment, no one from the Centaur clan or the gray dwarf has taken half a step back, because they have never been stronger!

Sophie was firmly guarded in the middle by more than a thousand Centaur warriors, and the tall Ali, even if he was placed among the Centaur warriors, still stood out from the crowd. The centaurs who rushed over from behind, looking at Ali and Sophie's eyes, scorching and crazy, Aites was dressed in silver armor, standing at the front, and the other centaur leaders around him consciously leaned back to a position, they had already noticed something, this tacit understanding between the clansmen did not need to be expressed in words.

The gray dwarves, although their bodies are short, but they are all born with divine power, armed with heavy weapons, standing in the middle of the centaurs, a mixed team of horses, as if suddenly natural, silently formed.

However, this is not a source of confidence for them, and even with Sophie, they do not have the confidence to win against the Ghost Fleet.

Their eyes were filled with a desire to fight, not because of their blind confidence, but because of ......

Heavy footsteps sounded, and tall figures walked out of the jungle, even if they were holding the most primitive and crude weapons, and some of them were even a thick wooden stick or a huge beast leg bone, but still no one dared to underestimate them, because they were trolls with powerful regenerative powers!

The low roar of the beast came, and suddenly a group of knights riding a panther appeared in the jungle, they were wearing light armor and holding curved bows, and behind the knights silently followed the warriors with meniscus blades, with light steps, dark skin covered with tattoos, pointed ears, slender and flexible figures, all told everyone their origins, Night Elves!

A hissing and scalp-tinging sound came out, Sophie's eyes widened, it was not a snake, it was bigger than a snake, but the huge snake was a white flower that Sophie couldn't even open her eyes, a heavy body, a beautiful and bewitching face, if you didn't look at the long hair of the poisonous snake, it would be a visual feast, Medusa!

Clearly, it is not just one race that is threatened by the Ghost Fleet, but all races that survive in the sealine and the forces of the Dark Temple.

Aites stepped on the horse's hooves and greeted him first, if it was before, these races, except for the gray dwarves, Aets would not give face to anyone, but today is different, thinking that they are no longer those exiled orcs who have lost their guidance, but orc warriors who have picked up their weapons again and fought for their faith!

"Thank you for leading your clan to come to support, and I hope we can put aside our prejudices in each other and get through this difficult time together." Ettes put away his throwing gun and made a friendly example first.

"That's right, although we don't know exactly what the ghost fleet is brought, but we need to let them know that we, the tribal race, are not lambs to be slaughtered!" Chievo walked over to Ettes and slammed the hammer to the ground.

The troll patriarch was more than three meters tall, carrying a huge stone axe, and walked over: "Although I don't like those night elves who pretend to be tall, and those Medusa who are not human or demon, but the old neighbors Centaur and gray dwarves still have to give face." ”

"You rude and savage primitive creature, what right do you have to make a big deal out of here?" The only priestess in a white robe riding a white tiger came to Aether's side, apparently disgusted by the trolls.

"Can't you sit down and talk to the amiable people when we meet?" The glamorous leader of Medusa walked over with a dazzling body, even Ettes couldn't help but take two steps back, although Medusa is beautiful, it must be appreciated.

"A group of snake demons who only know how to seduce males everywhere." The Night Elf's sacrifice is the only existence that is not afraid of Medusa, and directly turns on the taunt mode.

"Hey......" Medusa touched the jealous face with self-pity, and sighed: "We Medusa are not as happy as your Night Elves, matrilineal clans, Night Elf women, you can have what kind of men you want, and we, generations, can only lay female eggs, so we have to go to other races to borrow some seeds." ”

"However, there is no need to kill the male afterwards!" Chievo fluffed his beard with an angry expression.

"The deeper the love, the more the hate, we just let men remember that they can only have the most perfect woman in their lives." Medusa clasped her hands together, her chest suddenly swelled, and smiled at Chievo, "We've never hurt a gray dwarf." ”

"Hmph, you don't dare!" Chievo was dismissive.

"Yes, we used your seeds, and the Medusa hatched with a short tail."

"Who are you scolding?" Chievo was furious.

The leader of the trolls was a humble man, and his eyes turned to the approaching fleet of ghosts, his shoulders fluttering; The elven priest tried to cover his mouth so that he would not laugh out loud; Chievo glared at Aether, who looked solemn: "Dwarves don't have tails. ”

Chievo gave Ates a look of approval with satisfaction, and then heard Ates add, "But compared to the height of the dwarves, they are not short legs. ”

"Aites!" Chievo was angry, but it was useless to be angry, even if Chievo stood up straight, he was not as tall as Ettes' long legs.

"I just like a strong, confident, long-legged man like you." Medusa winked at Ettes.

"Less nonsense!" With Sophie in the formation, Aites was full of confidence, looked at the ghost fleet that was getting closer and closer, and said loudly: "This battle is about our life and death, what should we do?" ”

"You can do whatever you want, on the beach, on the grass, in the woods, I listen to you." Medusa teased Ettes leisurely.

"I mean the battle with the Ghost Fleet!" Ettes roared, he didn't have the kung fu to fight here, as long as the ghost fleet docked, it would be a rushing army of the undead, not child's play.

"That's what I'm talking about, you centaurs and trolls are fighting on the beach, we Medusa are in charge of ambushing in the grass, and in the woods, with the Night Elves here, what's there to worry about?"

"......" Ettes was completely speechless, and kept silently reciting in his heart: Good men don't fight with women, good men don't fight with women......

"Everyone, please listen to me." Sophie rode slowly over on Ali.

It's okay that it doesn't come out, as soon as it comes out, whether it's a troll, a night elf or Medusa, their eyes immediately straightened. Although Ali is tall, in the arch guard of the tall centaurs, he only shows his back and the head with colorful sharp horns, and the dragon kiss that looks more like a parrot, no one expected that this guy is actually a dragon!