Unlike the complete crushing of the battlefield on the left, on the other side of the battlefield on the right side, the Terran army fought very passively and was full of dangers.

A powerful ironclad orc stood in front of the rear army, his strong muscles filled with explosive power. The sturdy, half-covered dark iron armor seemed to show off, showing the master's status in the orc race. A red ribbon in his left hand, swaying in the wind. A huge battle axe in his right hand, I don't know how many creatures he has killed.

"Kill!"

The blood of the beast boiled, there was no superfluous language, one word, it represented everything.

Killing, naked killing, without the slightest disguise and beautification, the whole grassland, corpses are all over the field, blood flows like a river, the amount of bleeding is equivalent to an artificial rainfall, and the grassland is full of stumps and broken arms and violent aesthetics.

The Terran players are still advancing, shields held low, spears held high. Blood splattered the armor, and the armor was washed away by the rain.

"In the name of my god, charge!"

A group leader raised his spear and charged at the ironclad orcs.

The ironclad orcs also saw the human players rushing towards him, turned sideways, waved the battle axe in his hand, and split the Terran captain in two with one axe, splashing blood everywhere.

In less than three seconds, the master of the Terran who added the BUFF was cut down by an axe.

Behind the captain, more than a dozen human infantrymen with their own weapons rushed to the side of the ironclad orcs and stopped.

The captain's blood splattered on them, and they were frightened, and although there were many of them, they cowered and did not dare to step forward.

"A bunch of trash." The leader of the orc legion walked forward slowly, snorting coldly, and a cloud of hot air erupted from his nose.

His legs tensed, his body suddenly accelerated, and his huge green body was like an arrow from a string, smashing into the crowd at once. The armor of the Terran infantry was obviously not able to resist the huge orc battle axe, and under one axe, two more people were in different places.

The besieging humans all looked bad, and a Terran shield knight walked out of the crowd and walked towards the ironclad orcs with trembling but determination.

"Why do orcs help goblins, what good is it to help them, you always say 'orcs will never be slaves, orcs will never be slaves.'" But we have never seen who you are enslaved by, but you orcs have been invading, enslaving, persecuting, and killing other races.

Why? If you orcs remember the pain of being enslaved, why help goblins invade other races. ”

The ironclad orc glanced at the human who spoke, and raised the huge battle axe in his hand, the blade of which reflected the orc's indifferent face with a cold and cold light.

"I want all races to experience the pain we once had." The ironclad orc's eyes were cold, without a trace of emotion.

"As for why we orcs can enslave you humans, it's because our strength is stronger than you, the weak eat the strong, and you humans are weak, so you deserve to be enslaved!"

Before he finished speaking, the orc warrior's legs exerted force, and his body exploded. A move to split Huashan, as if the power of thunder, with the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers.

The human shield warrior hurriedly raised the wooden shield in his hand, but this thin shield could not block the heavy blow of the orc warrior at all.

An axe was chopped, and the person with the shield was split in two, and blood was splattered on the spot.

"Let's fight him, kill him!" The remaining human warriors were indignant and swarmed up.

However, the ironclad orcs didn't care, for him, the dead were garbage, and all the humans present were also garbage, not worth the garbage he was looking at.

He was a junior orc warrior, a whole rank above the primordial level, and in his eyes, these humans were just ants, and even the humble ones were inferior to ants.

The facts do confirm this - the killing array of black and white images, the exquisite composition, the splashing bloodstains, and the ironclad orcs with ease, all the audience's emotions are adjusted to the highest point as soon as the opening scene opens.

The ironclad orcs completely suppressed the entire battlefield, and the Terran warriors were only slaughtered.

The sound of killing shook the sky, and the blood flowed like a river.... Terran knights who have lost their speed and savage goblin infantry who are not afraid to die.

Wu Zetian had already lost her team, and at this time, she was wielding the two-handed sword in her hand to slash an orc warrior, she was already physically and mentally exhausted, and the blood on the sword had congealed layer after layer.

The ironclad orcs saw Wu Zetian in the vast sea of people, and her exquisite military uniform represented her identity.

The muscles on the ironclad orc's body swelled, his calves bulged, and he stepped over countless corpses and walked towards Wu Zetian.

Now, he's going to kill the human, using her head as a keepsake for himself.

"Strength and glory, blood like thunder."

Wu Zetian also saw the ironclad orcs in the vast sea of people, as well as the human corpses scattered under his feet.

Wu Zetian added a buff to himself and raised the sword in his hand. Now, she's going to slay the orc and use his head to boost the last of the Terrans' morale.

"Martial arts are in the sky, armor is in front, and merit is under your feet!"

"Kill!" The two men charged at the same time, and the swords and axes met.

"Boom!"

The ironclad orcs took three steps back, and Wu Zetian took five steps back.

Coinciding with their opponents, the ironclad orcs not only did not become cautious, but became more tyrannical, and their eyes became more and more red.

"Okay, good, good, that's right, that's what a bit of war should look like."

Wu Zetian frowned, this is the orc's innate skill Berserk Technique, and the orcs in front of him are at least one rank higher than him.

Attributes can be compensated for with BUFFs, but natural skills, but there is nothing to be done, there is yes, no is no.

Wu Zetian has always wanted to be the eldest brother's woman, but he doesn't want to end up being the eldest brother of women.

I have imagined countless times that in the future, there will be a man who will not fall into his beauty when he sees himself.

Today, she finally met the damn ironclad orc in front of her, who didn't care about his beauty at all, he just wanted to kill himself and decorate his bedroom with his own head.

Your uncle, you're not as good as those scum who drooled at me.

"Human, take your life."

The body of the ironclad orc once again rushed towards Wu Zetian in a pure straight line, and the sharp battle axe in his hand slashed out rapidly, then turned sideways, forming an arc in the air.

This is the purest force crushing type of combat method, the area swept by the horizontal axe, covering any place where Wu Zetian can dodge in all directions, forcing Wu Zetian to hit this axe hard.

The heavy sword has no edge, and the great ingenuity does not work. This is the most straightforward way to fight, making the battle easy.

Wu Zetian's long sword was raised upwards and horizontally in front of his throat, and he actually blocked the edge of the battle axe with the spine of the sword very accurately.

"Boom ......"

Wu Zetian's body took another eight steps back.

The ironclad orc took another eight steps, and his movements opened and closed even more, and the whole battle axe was either chopped, slapped, split, or thrown, sealing all of Wu Zetian's retreats, forcing Wu Zetian to only fight against himself.

Wu Zetian's retreat was getting fewer and fewer, and the ironclad orcs blocked all the roads that could be blocked. If it continues, it will be a matter of time before it is defeated. The only way out is to defend and attack, and one move will determine the winner.

At this moment, a new axe from the ironclad orc came, and Wu Zetian took another half step, she tensed her body, held the hilt of the sword tightly, and pressed the weight of her body up.

The pupils of the ironclad orc contracted violently, the distance was close, his strength was less than half, Wu Zetian's sword pressed on his axe, and he only felt that his axe seemed to be pressed against a boulder, and he couldn't move at all.

Wu Zetian smiled, she won the bet and won.

The ironclad orcs laughed too, "You're thinking too much. ”

In an instant, the eyes of the ironclad orcs completely turned red, the muscles swelled, the green tendons burst out, and the strength of the ironclad orcs was further strengthened. The suppression brought by the innate skill is vividly manifested at this moment.

"Open!"

With a roar, the strength of the ironclad orcs skyrocketed, and he forcibly lifted Wu Zetian's sword from below and knocked it away.

Wu Zetian vomited blood from his mouth, his body flew out upside down, and he fell heavily to the ground.

The ironclad orc smiled and walked towards Wu Zetian:

"It's over, woman, die!"