Because of the violent friction, the skin of Hudson's palm had completely cracked, and bits and pieces of red stained the shield, and then slowly dripped down the darkness.

Rumble!

Accompanied by hysterical shouts, huge pressure also surged, but this time, without giving him much time to react, the black tomahawk smashed into his chest, and then the whole person involuntarily flew upside down, and then fell to the ground like a broken kite.

"Ahem, ahem—"

The crimson blood was thrown like a frenzied injection, and even though he was wearing exquisite armor, the dark and heavy battle axe did not directly tear open his body, but the huge impact force still acted directly on Hudson's internal organs through the chain mail, making him suffer great pain all the time.

After a few simple coughs, Hudson's whole head began to become confused like paste, and after landing on the ground, his whole body was also twisted in an unnatural posture, and after that, his consciousness fell into eternal darkness.

However, the bloody battle is still going on......

The successive artillery roars, while causing a large number of orc deaths, also set off an astonishing momentum, which made those orc warriors and elven archers fearful, and this undoubtedly gave these charging cavalry a great morale boost.

"Kill—"

The sharp saber in Robb's hand slashed straight forward, and with a flash of cold light, the orc thought he couldn't die anymore.

"Whew-whew-"

After the orc was eliminated with one blow, Robb did not raise his head, and the saber in his hand was pushed behind his back, and then the huge impact force acted on him through the saber, and the war horse under him involuntarily retreated.

In terms of fighting skills, these orcs are naturally not as good as elite cavalry like Robb, but the reason why the orcs were able to gain a foothold in the Endless Sea was because of their unreasonable physical fitness, and their brute strength once made many races in the Endless Sea fearful.

Barely parrying the blow, Roberton suddenly felt that his arm was sore, and the scimitar in his hand was almost unable to parry, and flew out directly.

The orc warriors behind him naturally didn't care so much, and when they hit it, they took another big step forward, and while the footsteps moved, the heavy axe in his hand also fell again.

However, before the giant axe could hit the target, with the sound of rapid horses' hooves, a sharp scimitar had brought a blood line on the neck of the orc warrior with extreme accuracy.

And due to the effect of inertia, the orc warrior's body stumbled forward for a while, and only then did he fall down a little unwillingly.

At the same time that the famous orc fell into an eternal sleep, a brave and murderous cavalry also ended their young life, and in that burst of sorrow or indignation, they drew the most colorful stroke of their life.

"Kill them all—"

"Kill!"

I don't know who took the lead in letting out a terrible roar, and the elite cavalry also let out an earth-shattering roar in unison.

Although there were only hundreds of people shouting at this time, the surging killing intent and monstrous battle intent revealed in it were no less than thousands or tens of thousands of people.

The newly selected cavalry seemed to understand something after being stunned for a moment, and then they gathered like drops of water into the vast river.

"Kill—"

"Kill—"

"Kill—"

……

The sound of killing continued to spread, and the surging anger and surging killing intent in it were almost solidified!

This was the only thought in the hearts of all the charging cavalry at this time, and the only reason why they continued to fight.

This is the real non-death, you live and die!

In fact, neither Delis nor the new cavalry had any way out, and the only thing they could do at this time was to use the sabers in their hands, or even their hands, feet, and teeth, to fight their way out of this desperate road.

And this battle, they can only win!

Because if you lose, you have nothing.

************

In a corner of the wall of "White Rock City", Tanlian tried his best to suppress the surging emotions in his heart, so that his originally tense body could relax as much as possible and maintain his body in the best condition.

In the previous fierce offensive and defensive battles, he was also injured a lot, and his chest was hit head-on by an orc warrior who climbed up with the battle axe in his hand, even if he had the protection of the battle armor, he was directly dented, and the ribs in his chest were broken together.

It's just that his eyes still can't help but look at the fierce battlefield below, but the fear and cowardice of the past are all gone, and the only rising thought in his heart at this time is to kill this group of barbarians who want to take away his homeland, and as the battle becomes more and more intense, his blood involuntarily boils.

But at this moment, Thanrian felt the air around him suddenly tremble, as if it was deeply torn apart by something, and then his vision began to distort slightly.

In the center of the city wall, an astonishing firelight suddenly appeared, and Tanrian only felt the wall shake slightly, and then four black balls of unknown nature flew from the wall into the air.

The speed of the black ball was too fast, and Tanrian only felt a few phantoms flashing, and the black ball that was still in the air just now was already in the army of orcs in an instant.

The roaring explosion rang out like thunder, and the moment it hit the ground, it drowned out a group of orcs around them, only to be tossed by the raging waves of air that tossed their bodies – or corpses – up again, and then allowed them to slam to the ground.

Rumble!

Boom Boom

A huge roar and echoes reverberated at the same time, like a monstrous devil roaring wildly.

Iron balls carried unimaginable speeds, like bright meteors, across the sky, and then in the surging army of skeletons, brought out one thorny road after another.

The sharp whistling was accompanied by the ever-spreading smoke of gunpowder, and then the ripples of death were also like rippling lakes, spreading outward in circles and circles.

Gunsmoke, black fog, yellow sand, air waves, red, white, torn flesh, broken limbs, everything, at this moment, is expanding wildly, like constantly stacking waves, rising, rising, rising, and finally turning into boundless waves, smashing down.

"Quick, quick, don't stop—"

"Go on, go on, take out these damn bunch-"

……

Then, a scene like heavenly punishment began to be staged frequently in this orc army.

The original surging army of orcs suddenly became chaotic under the explosion of this howitzer and the heat wave, and after that, the residual heat left by the howitzer continued to scorch the entire battlefield back and forth.

When the continuous sound of artillery slowly stopped, the smoke was like a demon escaping from the abyss, still entrenched in the sky above the orc army.

The dense blazing light bloomed in an instant, and the unpleasant smell of gunpowder continued to drift and rise, and finally turned into a dead knot that could never be untied.

And in the dense smoke of gunpowder, dreamlike flames kept blooming, but this flame did not bring warmth, but suffocating death.

And as the black fog slowly dispersed, the orc army, which originally had a certain ability to resist, also completely lost the possibility of turning the tables at this time.

"Damn the shit, give it to me, keep resisting."

Onis looked at the unstoppable rout in front of him, his face changed several times in an instant, and his eyes, which were originally as bright as amber, were now completely replaced by anger.

It's just that no one paid attention to him at this time, and at the moment when he was stunned, a cavalry guard had already rushed over.

However, I don't know if it was arrogance or some other reason, Onis had no intention of dodging the cavalry charge at all, and it was not until the distance between the two sides was less than ten meters that he raised his hand lightly, and then a cyan whirlwind immediately flew out.

The two Imperial cavalrymen in the front row didn't react at all, and their bodies were blurred by the flesh cut by the high-speed rotating wind blades in an instant.

Several wind blades were thrown out one after another, and then in just a few breaths, a dozen imperial cavalry fell one after another, but when Onis waved the wind blade in his hand again, a golden light emerged in an extremely domineering way, and then swallowed all the wind blades in it.

Onis was stunned for a moment, only to find that there was a sudden extra figure in the field, it was Dries. Then the golden light and the cyan wind blade began to collide constantly, but in the end, the golden light still overwhelmed everything.

The remnant sun is like blood, and the twilight is like a song!

When the sun sets in the west again, this bloody battle is gradually approaching the end.

Under the illumination of the blood-colored light, the smell of blood mixed with all kinds of unpleasant smells filled the entire battlefield, as if it was silently telling the tragedy of this confrontation.

And this tragic war has also come to an end.

**********

After finding out where they were now, Chopin began to think about the next walk, but what he did not expect was that on the territory of the "sideburns", the first thing they encountered was neither the soldiers of the "sideburns", nor the bloodthirsty beasts, nor the refugees who had fled, but the most mysterious, rare and crazy bloodthirsty people in the legend - the aborigines!

As the original masters of the "City of Chaos", their fate is undoubtedly extremely tragic.

As the inhabitants of the West Sea discovered the existence of the "City of Chaos", the battle with the aborigines began almost endlessly......

Blood stained the entire "City of Chaos" red, and corpses covered the endless wilderness.

The backwardness of technology and productivity has made all the aborigines in the "chaotic city" accustomed to fighting against those fierce beasts, and in the long-term struggle, they have also developed the keen intuition of beasts and the strong physical fitness of ordinary humans.

At the very beginning of the war, the influx of regular legions and mercenaries into the "City of Chaos" did not take these savage aborigines into their eyes, perhaps in their opinion, these barbaric races were all inferior animals that had not yet fully evolved.

However, the ensuing war taught them a bloody lesson, and the army they thought they could not defeat met these aborigines with the sharp intuition of beasts, but suffered an unimaginable defeat.

In the face of these ferocious, bloodthirsty, and fearless barbarian races, the armies formed by the major forces began to retreat and were almost driven out, but their numbers were limited after all, and under the continuous oppression of the major forces, the original inhabitants of the "chaotic capital" began to be forced to leave their hometowns, and the aborigines who survived had no choice but to retreat to the most barren southern regions.

Over the years, the natives have been dormant in the South, and there has never been any news or rumor that they have ever left the Southlands to completely exterminate them...... With the power of the previous human race on the "Chaos Capital", he was really determined to solve these aborigines, and he could naturally do it, but the price to pay for it was too great, but no force was willing to bear it, and it was because of this that those aborigines took root in the Southern Regions, and then grew stronger again.

It's just that what Chopin didn't expect was that his first confrontation after leaving the world of the dead would be with a group of aborigines.

Chopin only glanced at it, and knew the number of aborigines in front of him, and roughly estimated that it would be no less than fifteen hundred.

Unlike ordinary humans, these aborigines are also dressed in ten strange ways.

An aboriginal was all naked, with several strange patterns carved on his body, and the whole person was like an extremely fierce beast, revealing a wild, bloodthirsty and crazy atmosphere.

However, compared to these, Chopin was more concerned about the three hundred elite wolf cavalry in the middle ground.

Unlike ordinary cavalry, the scimitar format in the hands of these three hundred elite wolf cavalry is also a bit peculiar, but somewhat similar to the Mongolian scimitar that was once all the rage in Chopin's world.

The Mongolian scimitar combines the mechanics of the scimitar with the impact of the horse to the extreme, and the Mongolian cavalry simply places the scimitar on the side of the saddle, and the curved part of the blade sticks out long; The part near the handle is straight, and it is much longer than the part near the handle of a regular scimitar, so that you will not injure yourself. As soon as they rushed into the enemy line, it was easy to cut off the enemy's armor and save the cavalry itself. In battle, the flat end is reversed, and as the horse gallops, this special shape of the knife can cut through the shield armor and directly take the enemy's head.

At this time, the scimitar held by the elite cavalry who stood on the wild wolf was similar to the Mongolian scimitar that was once prevalent, if there was any difference, it was that these aborigines were riding at this time, not a majestic war horse, but a fierce wolf.

It's just that I don't know what kind of sparks will be caused by such an abrupt collision between the two sides......

ps: Thanks to the "Poor Lonely" pro-reward of 100 coins.