"They're coming at me, Fluttershy, get out of here now. www.biquge.info"Ye Xiaofei has never scolded Ye Xiaodie so harshly.

"I'm going to be with you." Fluttershy said with tears in her eyes.

"Guard, take the Marquis." Ye Xiaofei shouted.

The situation is like a landslide, only Ye Xiaodie leaves, and he can die with peace of mind.

The ten spirit-level orcs failed to assassinate, wielding their blades, and almost slaughtering twenty human soldiers in one second, they advanced at high speed.

"Protect the Marquis--"

A squad shouted slogans, brandished iron spears and broadswords, and charged fearlessly, although, behind the ten orcs, covered with corpses, the blood that flowed out was so bright in the firelight, and gradually flowed into a stream, indistinguishable from each other.

"All together! Kill--"

Another group of soldiers joined the charge, as if death was their destination, and lying down was the most glorious relief, spear in hand, a little cold, attacking and defending.

Click, click, pop, pop――――――

Guns and people, broken, blood gushing out, life and glory deduce a charge without regrets.

The ten orcs wielded weapons that emitted precious light, wielding weapons insignificantly, and one team after another of soldiers fell, one after another. They, like the Grim Reaper, harvest life efficiently.

"Roar--" A tiger-headed orc, annoyed by the tireless slashing, let out a tiger roar, and a yellow sword qi shot out from the two-handed big sword, sword slash! More than 30 soldiers in front of him stopped and broke off.

Violent and bloody group killing.

More than 30 soldiers were like rootless grass, broken by the wind, and let out an unwilling angry howl: "Huha-"

The tiger-headed orc's furious blow was intended to scare off the mad soldiers who swarmed like hornets.

He did it, and succeeded in provoking the wrath of the death-defying soldiers.

"Hoo--"

Inheriting the will of the dead, all the living, thousands of soldiers shouted in unison, the fighting spirit and anger soared into the sky, the black clouds that scattered all night, and the white moonlight sprinkled on this group of unyielding soldiers.

"Hoo--"

The sound of shouting again reverberated between the cliffs, guiding the panicked and bewildered soldiers in the river valley, and in front of them was a torrent of black and oppressive steel: the two second-line legions of the orcs, and the orc hoplites gushed like a flood of water.

"Hoo--"

The entire river valley resounded with a burst of shouts that reached into the sky, and tens of thousands of soldiers burst into cheers in unison, and the sound shook the world. The soldiers on the front line brazenly launched a counter-charge against the orc hoplites in the torrent of steel, and the patrolling soldiers rushed to the battlefield, and on both sides of the river cliffs, torches were lit one by one, and one after another the archers opened their longbows and raised their crossbows. Wait for the next 'huh' in unison.

The 1st Corps, the 2nd Corps, which was stationed in the rear, no longer needed heralds, shouted in surprise, grabbed their weapons, rushed to the battlefield barefoot and naked.

"Hoo--"

Such as the sound of the total attack!

Ten thousand arrows were fired in unison, like black clouds rushing towards the orc heavy armor orc infantry.

The charging soldiers rushed like a school of fish, you are faster than me, I am faster than you, and finally, at a short distance of 100 meters, all the soldiers hit the heavily armored orc infantry like crossbow arrows shot out one by one.

On the right side of the Broken Dragon Cliff, handsome tent.

The soldiers of the Civilian Legion, one after the other, thousands of soldiers surrounded the ten orc spirit powerhouses. Shouting slogans, stunned is to use humble strength and great courage to stop the other party's footsteps. However, within the attack range of the ten orc-level powerhouses, one after another human soldiers fell, and not long after, a mountain of ten piles of corpses three meters high appeared, and the corpses of dozens or hundreds of people fell together, and on top of them, there were spirit-level orc-level powerhouses with surprised faces.

Human beings are not afraid of death, and they follow one after another. It's like, I don't know what fear is, I don't know what death means.

Puff puff――――――

At the last sound, the most loyal and brave soldiers fell, covered in blood, and the ten orc-level powerhouses as terrifying as Shura were exhausted, and they slaughtered thousands of troops, and the knife edge collapsed. They were uncomfortably afraid: a thousand troops, not one of them fled, and even the last one still shouted a strange slogan fanatically: Charge!

Ye Xiaofei's eyes were still fixed on the river valley.

As soon as the battle in the river valley began, it had already entered a white-hot state.

Arrows, like rain, are endless. On the cliffs of the river valley, tens of thousands of archers and crossbowmen threw no less than 100,000 sharp arrows, and in such a big place, such a dense shooting, still could not save the defeat.

The heavily armored orc infantry, with a centimeter-thick black armor all over the body, has amazing protection, and the rain of arrows sparks on the heavy armor sparks, but it is very rare to kill the heavy armor orc infantry.

The frantically charged civilian soldiers, except for slowing the pace of the heavily armored orc infantry with their lives, their fearless charge was not enough to crush the attack of the two second-tier legions.

The heavily armored orc infantry advanced steadily.

Like fearless waves, the civilian infantry pounced with blood and lives in an attempt to repel the opposing side.

"Roar!" A tiger roared: "Damn human, you should worry about yourself." ”

The top ten spirit-level orcs strode over, looking at Ye Xiaofei with a cruel smile, slashing thousands of troops, finally, their task was about to be completed.

A scarlet stream of blood spread, crashing into Ye Xiaofei's combat boots, encountering obstacles, and continuing to flow forward along the edge of the combat boots.

Under the dazzling firelight, the stream of blood condensed by the blood of the thousands of troops guarding the commander's tent flowed down the cliff and turned into countless blood beads.

Defeated?

Ye Xiaofei closed his eyes in pain, turned around, and opened them.

The Shuai tent was like a Shura hell around it, and the Shuai tent was burning, and the light of the sky-high fire shone on the piled up bodies, and a thousand soldiers were all bleeding. Broken bodies, all falling in the direction of the attack: glorious death.

"Hoo--"

Ye Xiaofei violently drew the Spirit Sword, pointed his sword at the sky, and turned his back to the river valley, the defense line of the Beast Clan's thousand-meter river valley was about to be broken, and he issued the first order of the command: "Rolling Stone!" Fire Attack! ”

His order had neither an object nor a specific point, but as soon as the sound of shouting sounded, it was passed on by everyone.

'Rolling Stones' and 'Fire Attack'! Suddenly resounded throughout the precarious battlefield.

Bang bang ―――――― cannon roar.

At this point in the bloody battle, everyone woke up: the medium-sized magic crystal cannon, from the beginning of the war to the present, is like a dumb person.

Six silver cannonballs, representing hope, swayed into the air, but they ran off like a drunken man. Crash into a cliff instead of a heavily armored orc in the river.

Boom Boom

Landslide!

At the entrance of the Broken Dragon Cliff, the cliffs on both sides were suddenly shelled, the debris splashed, the mudslide rolled down, each side suffered three cannons, the entire cliff collapsed, burying the heavily armored orcs alive, and the human soldiers who held on to this cliff fell one after another, blending into the rocks and mudflows, and issued a final attack.

Landslide!

The two second-line orc legions, the heavily armored orc infantry, were completely blocked in the river, rolling rocks, and those inside couldn't get out, and those outside couldn't get in.

Fire Attack!

Tens of thousands of archers, when the landslide occurred, but not a single sharp arrow was shot. They all turned around and carried dead wood or flammable grass and trees behind them, and at this time, they realized what the mountains of flammable materials behind them were for.

Dead trees, haystacks, mixed with fire oil, cooking oil, and even crazy archers threw down tents for the only reason: tents were not boring, they could burn. Everything that could be burned, including underwear, was still in the valley.

"What are you going to do?" The ten spirit-level orcs shouted in horror, they were orc royalty, all of them could speak human language, and they could understand it. 'Rolling stones, fire attack. These two words came to their ears, and the heavens fell.

"What am I going to do? Hahaha! Ye Xiaofei laughed, laughed wildly, more hideous than the beast clan, cruelly raised the Soul Sword, swung it down, and roared: "Release the arrow!" ”

Ten thousand arrows! 10,000 rockets, 10,000 streamers, and a fire meteor shower that ruled death, fell into the kilometer river.

Bang bang bang --

The sound of artillery turned out to be from the rear camp. Six cannonballs with silver flames slammed into the cliffs in the middle and rear of the river, landslides, and rolling rocks and mudflows, blocking a portion of the human and two heavily armored orc infantry in the valley.

Pinch the head, cut off the tail, set it on fire. No matter how thick the heavy armor is, it's just more subway water. The two second-line orc heavy armor legions, 20,000 orc elites, were swallowed by the monstrous sea of fire, the flames soared into the sky, and they were faintly visible ten miles away.

The 20,000 heavily armored orc infantry let out the wails of Senluo Hell, and the death was terrible.

The ten spirit-level orcs turned pale when they heard this, their bodies trembled uncontrollably, and they glared at Ye Xiaofei fiercely, eager to devour this terrible human alive.

Tonight, the big picture has been decided.

Ye Xiaofei breathed a sigh of relief, now, it was time to decide his own life and death.

Ten spirit-level orcs besieged a high-level glorious spirit human, the commander of the three armies.