Moore is a half-orc with orc blood in his veins, and when they are in a bitter battle, they will riot, they will be irritable, they will go berserk, and at that time, their strength will rise in a ladder. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Of course, because it is a half-orc, there is only half orc blood in the body, so the activation time of Moore's madness is much shorter than that of ordinary orcs, so it can be regarded as a castrated version.

As a hero, Moore has a rare dual perk, Swordsman and Offense.

The swordsman's specialty can be when he leads the swordsman alchemy warriors, the swordsmen under his command can get a little bonus to attack and defense, and the offensive technique is an innate ability to improve the mastery of the hero skill offensive technique by a level, the primary is equivalent to the intermediate, the intermediate is equivalent to the advanced, as for the more advanced, Moore has not yet reached that realm, I don't know.

Now he is locked in a bitter battle, besieged by dozens of griffins.

No matter how strong the orcs were, they didn't dare to claim victory in the siege of dozens of griffins.

They have the strength of the third order, plus they can fly, and the swooping power that swoops down from the sky is extremely terrifying, and some fourth-order creatures can't bear it.

The griffin flew into the sky, leaving the swordsmen who could only attack in close quarters with little chance of backhanding, and only seized the opportunity to counterattack the moment the griffin swooped down.

This caused the swordsmen to be higher in rank than the griffin, but they were actually suppressed by the griffin for a while.

The injuries on both sides were almost identical.

More than a dozen griffons besieged Moore, leaving Moore covered in wounds, and a terrible scar on his face from a royal griffon.

The royal griffin, the evolution of the griffin, has also reached the peak of the third order, they are a brutal carnivore, with the sharpness of an eagle and the majesty of a lion, the combination of the two makes them one of the most terrifying war beasts on the battlefield.

Coupled with the ability to fly, they are inherently invincible.

"Die." Moore roared, and lifted his axe to slash a griffin again.

"Chirp ......" the griffons chirped, seeing Moore's vulnerability.

Usually after a Moore outbreak, there will be a brief period of weakness.

As alchemy warriors, they may not have the same psychic connection as Yang Ming and Nightmare War Horses, or Black Boy, but the heroes can control them to attack at the most opportune time.

From this point, it can be seen that the hero who leads the griffin on the opposite side has the same level of Eagle Eye Skills.

Eagle Eye is a scouting skill that allows you to see through your enemy's battle magic and master it yourself, but it requires extreme profundity.

However, the primary Eagle Eye Technique already has the ability to control the battlefield in full power, and can give full play to the best combat power of the alchemy warriors under his command according to the situation.

The ten griffons opened their sharp beaks to tear a piece of flesh off Moore's body.

Half-orc heroes, they are not accepted by orcs, they are discriminated against by humans, as a hero, they have been displaced for a long time, if it weren't for the sudden outbreak of war between the two countries this time, maybe he would continue to wander.

Moore is eager to show himself, prove himself, and let them know that he can fight to protect his people, even if he has blood.

He is a godsend hero, but he has a heart to protect the people.

His blood was boiling, his emotions were raging, his eyes were bloodshot.

Rampage!

"Roar!" The wild beast came out of the cage, Moore swirled like a whirlwind, and a dozen griffons were shattered in an instant.

This section of the battlefield attracts all the attention of both sides.

"Is this a hero, so powerful?" The soldiers of White Horse City were shocked and bloodless, looking up, worshiping, and excited.

"Who's going to kill him." In the cavalry team of the Star Moon Kingdom, a cold snort suddenly sounded.

He wore a standard mage robe, with mysterious runes engraved on the surface, and the light shone in the motion.

He has eagle-like eyes, sharp, ruthless, and gloomy.

This person is the main general of the Star Moon Kingdom's attack on White Horse City, commanding the whole army, and his name is - Xiao.

He's going to start a decapitation operation.

"Just a hero who doesn't go into the stream, watch me take him." Motima is a war maniac, and he has long been impatient.

Motima didn't wait for the commander's order, and shot out like an arrow on the red warhorse.

A hundred all-round knights under his command set off.

Sixth-order alchemy warriors, the posture of the dispatch alone is not comparable to that of ordinary alchemy warriors.

The momentum is like a rainbow, the thunder is blowing up the sky, the majesty is majestic, and the horror is terrifying.

They were more courageous, more terrifying, more terrifying than last night's charge.

This is the power of a sixth-order alchemy warrior.

They also have heroic rulers.

The promotion of heroes can only be improved in the battlefield again and again.

The griffin circled, landed, and led the men and horses, grabbed the Motima and the all-powerful knights, and rose into the sky, came to the side of Whitehorse City, and threw them down directly.

This trick can only be used on these high-level alchemy warriors, otherwise if they are thrown from a high altitude, they will have to be thrown to death, and if they do not fall to death, it is estimated that the amount of life blood will be greatly reduced, and they will only be sent to death if they go up.

Only powerful alchemy creatures, with their high health and high defense, will be safe and can immediately plunge into battle.

Almighty knight, synonymous with all-round.

"What's that?" Looking at the hundreds of small black dots falling from the sky, there were soldiers yelling.

"It's people, and it's alchemy warriors." A man with brighter eyes shouted in horror, wouldn't he die if he fell from such a high place?

Rumble~~~~

The fortified walls were muffled.

"Wha, ants, let me die." Wild laughter ensued.

"Moti Ma?" Everyone on the side of Whitehorse City took a few steps back in fear.

He put endless pressure on everyone in White Horse City, that is the person who can fight and win against the fourth-order powerhouse, that is a ruthless person who only the White Horse City Lord can suppress.

He climbed the White Horse Wall again?

He is a nightmare for everyone in White Horse City.

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The demise of dozens of griffons did not stop the griffons from continuing to attack Moore, this time a dozen royal griffons, teaming up to attack while Moore was weak.

Moore was panting and covered in wounds, gritting his silver teeth and fighting again with his axe.

"I think you're more likely to fend off the shield warriors than the griffins."

"The swordsman has three levels of pressure on the shield warrior, you go up, almost one move at a time, and in the end, you can drag the enemy swordsman to rush up the city wall." At Moore's side, a mocking whisper rang in Moore's ears: "Orcs are orcs, they only attack indiscriminately, and they don't use their brains." ”

The most annoying thing in Moore's life is that others call him stupid.

The orcs have a strong physique, which makes them inherently less intelligent than other races, but Moore still has half human blood in his body, and Moore never thinks of himself as the same as those stupid orcs.

But one day, there is a person who dares to blatantly say that he is stupid? It's absolutely unbearable.

But now on the battlefield, Moore temporarily resisted the urge to make a move to turn over the mouth, and killed the griffin in a muffled voice.

"What do you know, if I retreat, who will stop these griffins?" As a hero, Moore has the pride of a hero and disdains to explain.