At the cost of minor injuries, Nazgorin eliminated one more enemy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The battle had begun to tilt in the direction of the orcs, and it was foreseeable that if this continued, Taylor might have to be forced to one-on-one with Nazgorin - although Nazgorin may have been injured by then, it seemed that the orc would not be weakened by the injury.

In this case, Taylor quietly gestured behind him with his left hand.

Fight!

Severn and Jeno threw away their one-handed swords and simply held their shields with both hands, trying to trap Nazgorin on the left and right.

At the same time, Taylor stepped forward, clenched his broadsword in both hands, and slashed at Nazgorin's head.

The idea was good, two fighters who defended with all their might restrained Nazgorin, and Taylor was in charge of the attack, but unfortunately, Nazgorin's strength was too great.

Severn and Jeno, who were in charge of restricting Nazgorin's movements, were simply slashed out of the way, and Taylor's heavy slash was easily dodged.

Severn and Jeno tumbled all the way until they came across a box stacked with supplies, and in order to prevent Nazgorin from taking advantage of the situation, Taylor ignored the imbalance of the great sword just now, and directly backhanded another sword.

Nazgorin wanted to take advantage of the fact that the two warriors lost their short swords and lost their balance, but after all, they couldn't ignore the sweep of the heavy sword, so they could only turn around and block.

Then, as Taylor's hands went numb from the shock, Severn and Jeno stood up again and surrounded Nazgorin with their shields raised.

"Wow, I only know the garbage of the siege!"

Don't look at Nazgorin just now seems to be very dominant, but in fact, it is not easy to get rid of the guy holding the shield, these warriors have undergone a lot of training, the center of gravity is very low when raising the shield, and the pace under his feet is steady, Nazgorin's pure brute force to solve the problem is very physically demanding!

You know, Nazgorin has been on the road for a long time!

Looking at Severn and Jeno, who were closing in again, Nazgorin felt that he needed a different approach.

You can't do it brutely.

This time, Nazgorin began to try to dodge.

Seeing that the orcs finally stopped relying on their own strength, Taylor finally smiled with satisfaction.

Unlike the Demon Hunters, who use demons as their imaginary enemies, the imaginary enemies of the Seventh Legion have always been orcs.

In terms of physical fitness, orcs are much stronger than humans, but in the end of the orc war, the victory of the alliance has proved that physical fitness is not the only factor that determines the victory or defeat of the war.

Although a cross siege would require at least four infantrymen, in the cramped armory, Severn and Jeno would be enough to cause problems for Nazgorin.

Nazgorin found that he seemed to have fallen into a trap, step back, step back, and he was about to reach a corner!

After reacting, Nazgorin wanted to get out of the siege, but unfortunately he was about to be forced into a corner at this time, and in a small space, it was difficult for him to exert his strength!

Well, the height of the roof is limited, so it's hard to jump, so you can only try to get rid of it with a charge!

Nazgorin began to charge.

Severn and Jeno looked at each other, then decisively raised their shields to stop the charge.

The tight space wasn't enough for Nazgorin to be fast enough to break free from the entanglement, and his charge was intercepted.

But that's okay!

Nazgorin saw his opportunity and brandished his two-handed axe.

"Whirlwind Slash!"

"When-" x2

The tomahawk smashed into the shield, and since it was not a frontal slash, this time the shield did not come off, and Nazgorin still could not get out of the entanglement.

Trouble!

In desperation, Nazgorin simply began to spin wildly on the spot.

Following Jurone, Nazgorin mastered many of the techniques unique to the Fireblade Orcs - although these skills were somewhat advanced and Nazgorin only knew a little about them, but they were still enough to deal with the current situation.

Saiwen and Jeno had obviously never seen such a move as Sword Storm, and in the white blade of Huo Huo, the shields of the two of them finally could no longer be grasped, and after the shield was taken off, the two of them were also cut by the blades, and they fell to the ground with blood.

In this case, Taylor did not dare to rush forward for a while, he could only guard the door of the armory, on the one hand, to prevent Nazgorin from escaping, and on the other hand, he was always ready to use the method of Wei Wei to save Zhao to save Saiwen and Jeno.

Nazgorin finally stopped spinning.

For this kind of warrior who is not proficient in swordsmanship, the blade storm is a trick to kill a thousand enemies and injure eight hundred, and after just a dozen seconds of madness, Nazgorin felt that his arms were now swollen and sore, and he could no longer use all his strength.

After stumbling slightly two steps, Nazgorin finally regained his balance.

Now, the battle has finally become one-on-one.

Taylor is undoubtedly not Nazgorin's opponent, but Nazgorin's form is so poor that after the fight, the result is still unknown!

Charge!

The heavy greatsword and tomahawk clashed together, and Taylor clearly felt that Nazgorin's strength was much worse than it had just been.

Opportunity!

Finally no longer restrained, Taylor began to vent his anger.

After half a day of wits and courage, both of them have a certain understanding of each other, and now both of them have no way to retreat, and the battle is already the only solution.

Nazgorin lost a battle axe, and Taylor replaced it with his best sword and shield.

The weather was already hot, and the disgusting smell of evil energy and the scorching heat from the high temperature caused the two of them to lose their physical strength extremely quickly, and the battle entered the final stage in the small equipment warehouse.

Tired Nazgorin and Taylor opened five-five.

Finally, a hand broke the balance of the battle.

George, who had lost a hand, had unknowingly finished bandaging the wound and stopped the bleeding, and Nazgorin, who was in the middle of the battle, did not pay attention to it, walked to George, who fell to the ground, and then hugged his calf tightly.

Although Nazgorin easily finished George with an axe, he himself was temporarily out of balance.

Taylor's one-handed sword stabbed Nazgorin in the lower abdomen, slamming it hard.

The sharp pain made Nazgorin's eyes narrow, and the next moment, he barely kicked Taylor away from the pursuit, then rolled over, clutched his stomach and escaped from the armory.

Taylor didn't pursue anymore - although he knew in his heart that once the tribe learned about this operation, the alliance would be in great trouble, but now Taylor was only at the end of the crossbow, and Severn and Jano were also injured, even if he caught up, Taylor asked himself if he couldn't keep the orc.

Thinking of this, Taylor took out an emergency rune from his arms and crushed it vigorously.

At the same time, at the Fortress of Vengeance, Master Modra, who had closed his eyes and recuperated, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Looks like there's trouble!"