The head of an orc male can grow to an equal length. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info these heads are dense and messy, often woven and tied at the back of the head. The color is often brown or black.

Many old orcs still have beards, while younger orcs tend to shave or pluck their beards instead of keeping them.

From these details one by one, Zoro can see that the members of this mercenary group are all orcs between middle-aged and old. At the same time, this will mean that this is a group of tough orc soldiers. All of them had lived through the last full-scale war of 10 years earlier.

"Roar—I'm the Warhammer Leader of the Flame Rift, Orc Warriors, and today I'm going to lead you in teaching any enemy who dares to underestimate us!!"

"Roar-roar-roar-"

Knock knock knock -

All war hammers and long knives. Five hundred orc warriors smashed the weapons in their hands, and the fighting spirit was strong. A high-pitched roar, dull as thunder. Time. The entire arena couldn't help but glance sideways at this group of orcs.

"Night Mercenary Regiment! Teach these people that their god of the sky has said goodbye. ”

"Orcs, kill these Templars. They are already a school of weak, soft-footed shrimp. ”

"Dark Night, Dark Night, Dark Night!"

In the arena, thousands of people fell to the side of the Night Mercenary Group. As if they didn't remember at all, they were cheering for the 'Templars' just now.

People will always love the strong.

Orc warriors compared to ordinary humans. Tall and muscular, full of muscles.

The mere appearance of orcs makes humans think that they are made for war.

………………

"Fight, orcs. Those gold coins are ours. Roar—"

Five hundred well-armed orc warriors were arranged according to the roar of the bloody hooves. Presents a fan-shaped offensive formation.

o God's Chosen Templars.

A fan-shaped attack queue that can both cut through enemies and wrap up opponents in a split second. This is the coordinated tactic of the regular regiment.

Looking at the fan-shaped queue that was about to give up the attack. With the acquiescence of Sauron. One hundred Chosen Templars, all of whom used the Templar of God's Level 1 skill, Rhythm of War (Passive).

Note on this ability: The Chosen Templar's attacks deal heavy damage to the target, and the Chosen Templar's attacks can inflict blood splatters on the target.

Since Rhythm of War is a passive skill, it is silent.

And the power of the God's Temple skill, once the passive skill is activated, it can be used infinitely.

Complete the fan-shaped queue among five hundred orc warriors. While roaring and charging forward, the hundred Chosen Templars put on a simple defensive formation, one in front and one in the back.

In the ensuing battle, the first moments were terrifying.

Five hundred orcs wielded their weapons. They shouted and ran. Knowing that so far, these beasts who are about to be slaughtered do not know what they are facing.

Orcs have good eyesight in the dark. Just like the dwarf dwarves. The dark vision of the orcs reflects the red and black images, just like the black and white scenes seen by other dark visions.

Orcs don't like to fight at midday because the bright light of the sun burns their eyes.

By this time, it was already past noon. The bright light was as bright red as molten iron, with a spurting light, causing all the orcs on the way to attack and close their eyes collectively.

The Temple of God level 4 skill, -- the God of War Banner.

Detailed annotations of the Banner of the God of War, powerful active skill: The Chosen Templar throws an Emperor ** Banner at a distance of 3oo meters, and the Chosen Templar's Banner can aim and penetrate any enemy. and inflicts a powerful attack on nearby allies for 8 seconds. Actively casting skills also grants defensive vision, which has a radius of 3oo meters.

Huhu――――

The fifty Chosen Templars of the second horizontal team, the middle and upper parts of the fifty spears in their hands, appeared with a phantom military banner that scattered strong light. And when these fifty spears carrying military flags shot in a straight line, they immediately pierced the hearts of the fifty orc warriors who rushed madly on the opposite side. And left the Phantom Banner in its place.

In the fan-shaped team, fifty orc warriors felt their hearts suddenly crack open, and blood spurted from the hole where their hearts were ruptured in their bodies.

For a moment, they didn't feel any pain at all, just the blood flowing out of the ruptured heart like a column of water, and the feeling of being stunned to know that they were about to die.

The Divine Sanctuary Level 2 skill, Dragon Impact. At a distance of 3oo meters, the Chosen Templar's spear can be aimed at piercing any enemy, and if the spell is directed at the Ares Banner, the Templar will be directed towards the banner and knock all enemies along the path into the air.

The first horizontal team, fifty Chosen Templars.

The fifty spears in his hand shot in a straight line, once again piercing the hearts of the fifty orc warriors who rushed and collided on the opposite side. And with the huge gravitational guidance of the Illusory Banner, the bodies of the fifty Chosen Templars were doubled in a short period of two seconds, and mercilessly smashed the fan-shaped attack queue of hundreds of orc warriors into pieces.

And a large number of orc warriors who were knocked into the air, the injured vomited blood, and the uninjured continued to dizzy.

At this moment, there is probably nothing more pitiful than a group of terrified, slain orcs. In an instant, the Chosen Templars drew their swords from their waists and leaned down to aim at the orc's throat.

The orcs, who were stunned and even lost their weapons, were caught off guard, and one by one their heads rolled down.

The knife glittered, and blood splattered. The neck of the leader of the Night Mercenary Regiment, Bloody Hoof, was not actually cut off by the Chosen Templar.

Bright boots, spotless. Blood falls on it, and it only clottifies into beads of blood and immediately slides down.

This is the scene seen by the bloody hooves of the regiment commander who fell to the ground, struggling to support his eyelids.

"Huhu-hu-hu--"

He gasped and looked up at the Chosen Templar standing in front of him with pleading pitiful eyes, hoping he wouldn't cut it again.

Although by this time Bloodhoof had clearly felt that he was going to die. But in the face of this slaughtering method that wants to kill a pig. He wanted to speak, trying to tell God that the Templars had bestowed a glorious death on him. Bloodhoof's eyes widened to plead, but he couldn't speak, not a word, and before he could say any more as hard as he could speak, the Chosen Templar's fierce sword slashed down at his neck in quick succession.

Please forgive the Chosen Templars who were not sure how many slashes they had. The Chosen Templar warrior was seen carrying the head of the bloody hoof, offering it to the leader. Then Sauron lifted his boots and stomped them to pieces.

The Sky Empire decrees, for deserters and traitors, trample on his skull!

At this point、o God chooses the Templars。 In less than five minutes, the whole group was destroyed.

"Death is like home, right today!"

The Chosen Templar severed the head of the orc warrior and threw it in the direction of the grandstand area. And he roared in anger and the threat of war, and the sound rolled like thunder and spread far and wide.

And at this moment, the other Chosen Templars followed suit.

"The heart of battle, until death!"

"Our mission is to fight to the death!"

"Stop the army! Smash the mountain peaks! ”

“…………”

One hundred Chosen Templar warriors, slaughtered five hundred orc warriors, and suffered zero casualties.

Amidst the roars, it now seemed that the eyes of these mysterious warriors flashed with uncontrollable rage, like enraged lions.

Nearly everyone in the stands was shaken by the sudden arrival of the Chosen Templars, and they were in a state of half-demented as if they had been electrocuted. I can't figure out the situation at all.

Due to the 100 Chosen Templars, all of them use the Templar of God's Level 1 skill, Rhythm of War (Passive).

As a result of this skill, eighty percent of the blood in each dead orc warrior splattered out of the wound, doubling the damage while causing a strong visual shock.

Because the helmets were so cold and stiff, resolute and indifferent, no one could see the specific faces of these Chosen Templars.

And Zoro stepped forward, perhaps because his eyes were too sharp. It made people dare not look at him for too long, and the cold mist on that body was even more terrifying. Even if it is indifferent, it is like a tiger, which makes people fearful.

His eyebrows were full of indifference, his eyes slid lightly and calmly across the countess's face, his pupils inadvertently shrank slightly, and a sharp light flashed at the bottom of his eyes.

"Double the gold and the battle continues! If I were you, I would definitely send a mercenary group that is no longer so scummy. ”

His voice was very faint, but with an icy aura.

in the eyes of the countess. Immediately with a terrifying look of being hunted, her lips and cheeks were pale and elongated.

He stood up, took two or three steps back, and his face became first pale, and then extremely red. A man's eyes can be so sharp that the countess feels palpitations.

"Humph! Arrogant! ”

And at this time, a cold snort came from the VIP area. Finally, someone couldn't stand it. With a heavy axe in hand, Renekton walked straight down the stands.

The Blood Crocodile Mercenary Group, as one of the top ten mercenary groups in the City of Mercenaries, and one of the top ten subordinates of the King of Mercenaries, the head of the regiment, Rexton, even has the title of Duke.

It has the smallest number of mercenary groups among the major mercenary groups, and the blood crocodile mercenary group only has about 1ooo people. However, its mount is a bloody swamp crocodile with great attack power in the swamp area.

Unlike ordinary crocodiles, the giant blood crocodile is eight meters long, weighs more than three hundred and seventy kilograms, and has a scarlet body. Like warrior armor, majestic. It opened its large mouth, sharp and smooth teeth, and showed a large mouth covered with saliva. And the blood crocodile is not like the average crocodile with short limbs and depends on water. They can last up to two days in the case of dehydration.

In normal times, blood crocodiles like to snoring in the water.

In battle, the body of the blood crocodile is very powerful, and a flick of the tail can beat the enemy to the point of dizziness; A long, powerful beak can bite prey half-dead; Coupled with the hard armor to protect yourself, it's a very perfect group of fighting machines!

In a pool on the outskirts of the arena, one by one, full of blood crocodiles, lay motionless. These crocodiles are all over eight meters long, and several of them are almost ten meters long.

The blood crocodile was indifferent to those who approached, and was too lazy to even open his eyes.

But once it gets close to the dangerous distance, the blood crocodile reacts so quickly that it turns around and bites off a person's head with a "whoosh" when it touches it.

"Old fellow, let's teach these so-called Templars a lesson, and let them understand the power of the Mercenary City!"

The ten-meter-long giant blood crocodile looked at Rexton, the leader of the Blood Crocodile Mercenary Group, who was very docile to its owner and did not show any viciousness at all.

Renekton looked at the Blood Crocodile's scales, touched its head, slippery, icy, and felt its soft belly, warm and white. Touching it, the blood crocodile seemed to be very comfortable, closed its eyes, closed its eyes, and rested. This hand made almost all the onlookers smack their tongues.

"Alright, members of the Blood Crocodile Mercenary Regiment, let's go to the arena! It's time for the party! ”

At the call of the regimental commander, about a thousand mercenary regiment members armed with long-handled battle axes neatly pulled out their mounts and 'mounted'.

………………

About ten minutes passed.

From the surrounding gates came the sound of heavy objects moving.

In Zoro's eyes, he first saw a very large crocodile, dressed in armor, its eyes were rolling around, and it opened its mouth from time to time, revealing its sharp teeth, as if to say: "Lao Tzu is the most ferocious animal in the world!" ”

The knight on the back of the blood crocodile, with his square chin around the perimeter and to the base of his ears, has a half-faced beard, and stands eerily upright, like a hairy brush.

Including the other knights who were entering the arena behind him, it seemed that everyone's slightly upturned chin had a tousled beard, curly and yellow as if it had been burned by fire.

"Hey, you're strong, you just haven't met a real opponent."

The so-called head of Renekton, his cheeks are swollen, his eyes are bloodshot, and his face is extremely bumpy. It's like a huge, shriveled sweet potato.

Like other mercenary groups, the horned helmets are covered with cold armor, not fully armed like heavy cavalry, and the armor protection measures of blood crocodile mercenaries are not very strict, and their arms and legs, especially their calves, are completely exposed. There was no shield for the throat, which would undoubtedly be a fatal flaw in the eyes of the Chosen Templars, who excelled at their combat skills.

"Give your name, the mortal who is about to lose his skull!"

Hear Zoro's cold words. Captain Renekton's high cheekbones stood out like something hard stuffed in a leather bag, and he raised the three-meter-long battle axe in his hand. The skin on his face is not smiling.

At the same time, as if inspired by something, thousands of spectators began to shout in unison, "Renekton! Renekton! Renekton! ”

Seeing this scene, under the heavy helmet, the corners of Sauron's mouth gradually outlined a sneer, "Very good, it seems that your head can bring glory to my warriors!" ”

Captain Renekton's face expanded from a smile to a face full of rigid laugh lines. (To be continued.) )