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"Lord Marquis?" He felt terrible when he thought about it, the master who had disappeared into the air like a ghost, even if Pami had told him afterwards that it was the invisibility of the Night Elves. He still can't accept it, in the cognition of the orcs, except for ghosts? Nothing disappears for no reason. What made him even more ridiculous was that these trembling cowards said that their master was with a large group of undead.

The kobold squad leader turned pale, lowered his head, and said, "Yes, Legion Leader, it's Lord Marquis." ”

Alista was even more disdainful, unfolded the envelope, stared at the round bull's eye, for a long time, he knew him, he didn't understand a word.

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Ye Xiaofei had a calm face, and saw the orc army meandering forward from a distance, the current task of the first army of half-orcs was to clear the enemy, as well as repair the road and widen the road, and there was dust and noise along the way. Because of this, a large number of waiters will be sent to try to cover up the traces.

Abandoning the horse, Ye Xiaofei turned on the stealth technique, and stepped into the command post of the Chinese army with heavy steps, a messily built tent, and the tents were pulled up on all sides, with the craftsmanship of a half-orc, it was built in such a short time, which was already good.

In the tent, Alista had already retired the kobold team, and he didn't know a single word, so naturally he couldn't understand what Ye Xiaofei meant, and naturally he wouldn't intimidate first, and then give him a promotion. Even so, the kobold squad rolled out happily, after all, they shot the marquis with arrows, and their heads hit the ground lightly.

At this time, Alista was carefully looking at the kerosene lamp, up and down, over and over again fifty-five words, which he spent a lot of time calculating, even Ye Xiaofei didn't know that this letter had fifty-five words.

Ye Xiaofei walked into the tent unimpeded, revealing his figure in the shadows, but it was still a black hat to avoid accidental exposure. Slightly surprised, he said, "Alista, what are you doing?" ”

"Who?" Alista was startled, and subconsciously wiped the plate axe next to the table, and when she saw Ye Xiaofei's figure, she was shocked again: "Assassin? Ghost? Or the Marquis? ”

Ye Xiaofei's head froze on the spot, and he repeated: "Assassin? Ghost? Lord Marquis? He took off his hat and snorted, "Alista, in your heart, Lord Marquis is on the same level as assassins and ghosts?" ”

Bang dang! The heavy plate axe broke away from Alista's control and directly smashed a large hole in the ground, which was a heavy battle axe, jade level, weighing thousands of catties, and only this cow could swing it.

The minotaur guards outside the gate heard a loud noise and swarmed in.

Alista was anxious on the spot, Ye Xiaofei is a master, a marquis, but he is also a dead man who can't see the light, so many people rushed in, needless to say, tomorrow the entire legion will know that Ye Xiaofei is still alive, after all, it seems to be a rare honor to be able to meet the marquis in a serious way, after all, the marquis, elusive, basically many people have lived in the territory for a year or two, and basically don't know each other. According to false rumors, it is said that the Marquis is taller than the Minotaur, three meters tall, and more terrifying than the werewolf, scaring people to death. The strength is greater than that of a giant bear, and it can tear a giant tiger alive.

Therefore, once someone who has really seen Ye Xiaofei's true face says that Ye Xiaofei is actually not as rumored, however, as soon as this kind of person says it, he will basically be despised by everyone, reprimanded loudly and labeled as jealous and slanderous Marquis. Later, even if he had really seen Ye Xiaofei, he didn't dare to come out and say it.

Ye Xiaofei's true face has since become the event with the highest talk index and expectation index in the entire territory.

"What for?" Alista snarled with red eyes, "Get out of here." Cow calves, after eating the ambition leopard gall, Lao Tzu's handsome tent dares to break in? ”

Alista scolded and kicked all the calves that had rushed in to protect her, but his heart beat like a drum: he could assure him that the big tent, which was leaking on all sides, was absolutely looked at.

It's like a beautiful woman who accidentally walked away and was looked at by the light. Alista lowered her head in embarrassment, unspeakably wronged. However, when he turned around, there was no ghost behind him, and he lowered his voice and called, "Master? Lord Marquis? Are you still there? ”

Ye Xiaofei was eager to fry this reckless old cow and eat it raw, as soon as the sound of the giant axe falling to the ground sounded, he immediately used stealth techniques, otherwise the entire winter battle would be prematurely killed: Ye Xiaofei, the former marquis of the Norson Kingdom, marched with a large number of orcs? Once this news spreads, the orcs, elves, and the Holy See of Light will probably pull their stomachs through laughter.

Angry, Ye Xiaofei kicked Alista's buttocks, and when he couldn't reach it, Alista suddenly fell to the ground on all fours, but he could only hold back the pain, cover his buttocks, and get up with an innocent face. Seeing Ye Xiaofei's slightly angry face, he said even more innocently: "Master, Lao Niu is innocent, you scared me." ”

Indeed, Alista is under the protection of the Hosts, and who would have thought that a person would appear in some dark place without a sound? What if it was an assassin with a crossbow arrow?

Ye Xiaofei pursed his lips, put on his hat, and said, "Alista, I need you to assemble immediately." Right away! ”

Alista was startled, bent down and was about to pick up the body of the tomahawk, and immediately straightened up, the bull's eye kicked round, and the huge bull's nose was sharply retracted, and any general knew that once the army was assembled, it meant that war was coming. Who to fight, why, how to fight, it seemed that they were all left behind, and they didn't even want the tomahawks on the ground, turned their heads and turned around, and rushed out of the big tent like an excited Alista wind, and roared in a unique loud voice: "First Legion, urgently assemble." ”

A tendon of the brain may represent the ultimate efficiency.

Alista has one tendon, and his men may only have half a tendon.

The minotaur who was breaking the mountain and breaking the rocks suddenly threw away the sledgehammer in his hand, picked up his weapon, and rushed to the big tent in a hurry. The centaur was dragging two large baskets of dirt and gravel on their backs, ready to fill the gap in the road, and when they heard the order, they brought the basket with the soil and went to the side of the road, and rolled up the mobile armory that should have been placed on the horse's back: longbows, double swords, war shields, war guns.

Alista's Rootless Legion humans could only assemble as fast as they could hope for, such as the centaurs, who followed the herald's tail and ran back, and before they went to gather the kobold heralds, the entire centaur warband was already trying to line up the crooked queue at the bottom of the mountain. Among humans, it may be okay to line up in a straight line, but in the world of orcs, uniformity is always their disdainful pursuit. Either the centaur had nothing to do to lift its hooves, or the centaur drooped crooked weapon fell, and there seemed to be no silence in the whole scene, when the fiery werewolf rushed over, wrapped in the rolling dirt came with a howl of pit fighting, and the sound of steel striking from time to time.

Orcs, belligerent. Heavily armed orcs, thirsty to fight. Otherwise, why do you carry a heavy armor every day, dragging a sharp blade that splits the mountain and cracks the rocks?

It's like a child getting a new toy and wanting to use it from the bottom of his heart.

The violent, bloodthirsty, belligerent of the First Legion was already brewing in repression, and in the brewing moment erupted. The First Legion, at this moment, has almost reached its peak in terms of equipment, combat power, and unpredictable morale.

Even if there is a king-level army in front of him, at the sound of an order, the first legion with half a tendon will definitely rush up.

Alista's waist is straight, the First Legion has always been his pride, from a simple assembly, it is not comparable to the Guards Legion, the White Tiger Legion and the Xuanwu Legion. This is one of the few things he can boast about in front of other Legion Commanders, but it immediately reminds one of the other extreme drawbacks of the First Legion: being unfettered.

Even if the supreme commander was standing on the hill, watching, the minotaur phalanx rioted by the way, and a hot-tempered minotaur knocked over another minotaur next to him on the spot, as for the reason, it should be that the hot-blooded guys accidentally collided with each other, snorted a few words, and looked up.

Alista glanced at it strangely, waved his hand, and the fierce Minotaur Guard rushed down the mountain in a majestic manner, no matter what he said, it was a fat beating at the two Minotaurs. Straight to the two minotaurs rolling all over the ground, no way, the minotaur guards are tall and big, all of them are good players selected from the army, and a single one can overturn them, not to mention a group, rushing down in a hurry, more unreasonable and violent than them. They opened the PK mode without saying a word, and the Minotaur Guards didn't say a word, and they didn't beg for mercy when they came up, and they were killed.

The minotaur leader of the minotaur wargroup was full of embarrassment, and he was looking around, but he didn't dare to fight the minotaur guard directly. I can only run over and plead with Alista. There's no way, you can usually cover up and cover up, and the little friends have nothing to do to fight, which helps to increase combat effectiveness, but, damn it, the minotaur with only half a tendon in his head, actually turned on the PK mode during the big assembly, and it was not unjust to be killed.

The extremely tragic and tragic opening is enough to warn the various wargroups that are about to start the PK mode, when two two minotaurs covered in ox hoof prints stand in front of the army, even the most unruly werewolves are all wolves with their tails between them, not to mention that the kobolds are already scared. They don't have the Minotaur full body heavy armor protection, and if they are violently beaten by the Minotaur Guards, they are estimated to have their heads blown out. The snake people were even more unbearable, hiding from the minotaur guards from afar, and these hooves could trample their weak and boneless bodies in two, and the hooves of the minotaur guards were covered with steel.

The whole assembly site of the riot, like a horse killing a chicken, suppressed the irritability in the blood, tried to create quiet, and tried to maintain a peaceful and prosperous world.

Alista took the battle axe handed over by the Minotaur Guard, stood on the hill, and with all the strength in her hand, she threw it in front of her, and in the crackling sound, a five-meter crater was blasted.

Roar―――――― roar―――――― Wangwang―――――― hissed――――

Ten thousand beasts roared, and the entire mountain range fell into an extreme riot, as if even the mountains were about to tremble, and the blood of the orcs boiled instantly.

Violence is the belief of the orcs, and only the strongest can call on them. This axe was enough to kill any orc present.

"Moo--war--"

Alista's roar is like a magic sound, igniting the bloodthirsty madness of every orc. Under the hill, the mountain is shouting a tsunami, the beasts are surging, and all the beasts are as excited and impatient as estrus. Even the two minotaurs, who had been beaten to the point of only half their lives, brandished their weapons as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and roared hoarsely.

Thunderbolt three armies. Ten thousand beasts once again suppressed the boiling blood, exploded muscles, lowered their heads with resolute faces, and silently embarked on the journey.

Journey?

The first time Ye Xiaofei saw Alista commanding the army, such a violent and unique way of governing the army, put it on humans, they would have rioted or protested a long time ago, but, in the eyes of orcs, a big fist is the boss, and only orcs will be like this.

When Alista returned to the Great Tent with suppressed excitement, it seemed, as if, suddenly remembered one thing: who to fight with?

"Master!" Alista instinctively looked at the shadows in the big tent, and sure enough, as soon as the figure emerged from the air, even though he had seen the stealth technique many times, he still couldn't believe it, suppressed his surprise, and said, "Master, where are we going?" With whom to fight? ”

"Didn't you send the three armies out?" Ye Xiaofei was startled and said.

"Master," Alista said with a blank face, "the old cow doesn't know, the assembly, of course it's a war, there is only one way out, so let the army go first, they walk very slowly." ”

"Hill City," Ye Xiaofei didn't have time to entangle Alista's mistake, put out a map, and said: "This road goes all the way out, it is Hill City, our target is the undead of Hill City, hundreds of thousands of undead, and two perverted and strong bastards, the dragon lich Samast, and the horror knight Pavel." ”

Alista patted her chest and said: "Don't worry, master, I have killed the undead skeleton, just like killing a chicken, one punch will explode, and the kobold wargroup can torture and kill, hundreds of thousands?" Except for a little more in number, it takes time to kill. ”

Undead skeletons! In the eyes of human civilians, a strong man may not be an opponent, like Lauren City, hundreds of thousands of residents are all transformed into undead skeletons, scattered on the territory of the original Norsen Kingdom, almost all the surviving civilians are life-seeking ghosts, smelling the smell of meat, the undead skeletons can pull out the human civilians and kill them.

Human civilians are almost the lowest level of creatures in the entire continent, civilians can't do the lowest-level undead skeletons, undead skeletons can't do the lowest-level orcs, but orcs are not the strongest. However, human civilians are definitely the lowest.

The 10,000 orcs in front of him, if they are enemies, will pour into a large city with a population of one million like Para City, and the fall of the city is almost inevitable. Without the protection of a powerful human legion, all human civilians are no different from lambs, and no matter how much they have, they can only be left to the mercy of human flesh.

Ye Xiaofei can only regret the misfortune of the human race, the homeland of the original Norsen Kingdom, there must still be people alive, alive for a long time, the orcs are rounding up, the ubiquitous undead skeletons are chasing and killing, the Nuosen Kingdom has been shattered until now, it has been a whole year, I don't know how hard and frightening their days are, maybe it is not an exaggeration to use the end of the world, perhaps, in their eyes, the human race has perished, otherwise, why don't they see the slightest reinforcement and rescue?

Ye Xiaofei sometimes asks himself: Nuosen, what can I do to save you? King of Norson, what shall I take to save you?

"Master, master, are you alright?" Alista's hurried call.

Ye Xiaofei came back to his senses, sighed heavily, and then said: "Alista, the dragon lich Samast and the terrifying knight Pavel are the troubles, their strength - feather level!" ”

Alista was stupid on the spot, her eyes almost fell out of her sockets, she looked at Ye Xiaofei in shock, and muttered, "Master? Feathering level? And still two? You ――――――"

"That's right, two, and this time we're here to save one. He saved me, but was captured by the dragon lich Samast. ”

Alista's head crashed on the spot, in order to save one person, provoke two feather-level perverts, and gamble on the lives of all the orcs of the First Legion, this? It's crazy. It's not worth it, it's too much of a loss. However, Alista didn't dare to speak out against it, even if he suffered a loss, as long as the master said it was worth it, it was worth his life, but he couldn't help but think in his heart: If he is caught, the master will send a legion to save them?

Perhaps, he has no answer to this question.

Ye Xiaofen looked at Alista's heavy battle axe, shook his head and said, "Alista, you take a back seat and don't show your face, otherwise you will definitely be sniped by the terrifying knight Pavel." Your axe can hurt him, but your strength can't kill him. ”

Alista was anxious on the spot, almost grabbed Ye Xiaofei, and said hurriedly: "Master, the old cow is not a cow who is afraid of death, everyone else is rushing, how can I hide behind me?" will be despised by other beasts. ”

Ye Xiaofei thought about it, nodded reluctantly, and instructed: "When you go to the battlefield, just kill, don't look up, I'll deal with the rest." ”

Ye Xiaofei's double swords are not vegetarian, in the battle of Jumu City, the feather-level elf Hegel was almost killed by him, and he was in a hurry, forcing the two of them together, and a 'Raptor's Sky Slash' was killed together. Thinking of that terrifying picture, Ye Xiaofei was in pain all over, and he faintly had the illusion of a thousand cuts. However, he knew in his heart that this time, there was no Divine Tree of Giant Wood City to come to the rescue, and once he cast the 'Raptor's Sky Slash', there was only one way to die.

"Master, your face is so pale!" Alista reminded.

Ye Xiaofei took a deep breath, put the non-existent illusion behind him, calmed down, and said, "Alista, let's go, I will always follow you." ”

Alista and Ye Xiaofei, who were hiding their figures, walked out of the big tent, there was a mess outside, and there were things all over the ground that they didn't have time to bring, and the Minotaur Guard, the last troops, was waiting quietly.

"Let's go---"

Alista's tendon directly abandoned the big tent, perhaps, in his opinion, ten miles away, maybe it was a place of no return, and if he went, he didn't have to come back. Or perhaps, it's just that the orcs are too lazy to pack up and abandon it directly.

The war, as always, was sudden, the wind was raging, and the centaurs who came and went freely were as unruly as ever, and they did not wait for military orders, and took the lead in fighting the undead skeletons on the outskirts of Hill City. It wasn't until the fight was over that the group of guys rushed to report the war back.

Alista received good news on the way. However, immediately followed by a rescue emergency, like snowflakes drifting over.

"The Centaur Warband is under siege."

"Kobold Warband to help!"

"The kobold warband has been intercepted, call for reinforcements!"

"Werewolf warbands to help."

"The werewolf warband is surrounded, the march is difficult, please ask for guidance."

"The Minotaur Warband joins the battlefield!"

"Report―――――― The entire group of the undead has rioted, hundreds of thousands of undead skeletons have swarmed in, and the First Legion is in full combat――――――

Ye Xiaofei forgot Idar's warning, the undead skeleton smelled the smell of meat, as long as an undead skeleton hissed, the entire unconscious group of undead would riot, a collective riot, like a zombie, instinctively tearing apart all intruders, which is also one of the fundamental reasons why orcs dare not take care of Hill City.

The smell of meat, although the meat taste of orcs is different, but the undead skeleton is not a picky eater.