The huge sound was condensed by some mysterious force, and it contained strange energy, but Hawke knew what it was, it was from the unyielding roar of the Nords, the steadfastness cultivated in the cold for many years, and the fighting spirit beyond the strength of the enemy!

The power of the battle howl instantly smashed on the first orc running in front, and even before it could make full contact, Hawke had already rushed towards the orc, and his still thin body faced the burly body that was basically about two meters and three, which was simply the most disproportionate, but this scene that seemed to have seen the end had been seen, but there was a shocking reversal!

"I'll rip your head off and become a little condiment in the iron pot!"

The orc in the lead was still smiling, especially when he saw that the enemy who jumped out was just a human child, which added a bit of rage, which was also the unified mood of the group of orcs at that time, they didn't think at all why a seemingly human child could kill their four companions with a war bow, and had the absolute courage to face them face to face in some kind of disproportionate head-to-head confrontation!

However, in the strong body of the orc, that huge head is not very bright, which has been affirmed in the Continent of the Gods, especially without the leadership of the shaman, this group of guys can be called a model of well-developed limbs and simple minds, and they don't think much about what problems exist!

"Help... Help me! ”

The sound instantly smashed on the leading orc's body, and even just entered his body, a certain coldness and strangeness had already appeared in his whole body and mind, and for some reason he suddenly seemed to be back to his childhood, when he walked alone in the wasteland at night, and was almost eaten by dozens of steppenwolves.

This is a kind of fear from the bottom of his heart, as if it has emerged from the depths of his soul, no, not directly, but he directly returned to that time period, he is still a young and powerless orc child, facing dozens of brutal steppenwolves more than two meters long, even if he is an adult, he has slaughtered hundreds of such things that make him feel ashamed, but the fear of that night has been deeply rooted in his heart, and it will never be erased!

So, he was afraid, he was afraid, he ran backwards crying like that cold night, helpless and lonely, even the mace he was holding in his hand had forgotten, only that the endless fear was tormenting him, even if there were companions who were moving forward with him, they were directly knocked away by his burly body, and the formation was smashed to pieces.

"Help! No! I'm going to die! Help me! Help me! Save me! ”

Almost all the orcs around him were knocked to the ground by the sudden change of orcs, especially the power that burst out in an instant because of fear, which made more than a dozen orcs behind him can't help but flash to the side, but that's it, giving Hawke a figure that follows closely behind, providing an excellent opportunity!

A howl can plunge an enemy into endless fear, run aimlessly and lose his mind, and even if he is slaughtered, he will not come to his senses! This is the powerful side of the Nords, because their roar alone can make any enemy lose the will to fight them!

"Shield Strike! Critical Blow! Vital Attack! ”

A round shield instantly followed Hawke's raised left hand, and slapped heavily on the head of an orc who had not yet completely fallen, and with the crisp sound of intimate contact between a certain shield and the skull, the slender jaw unique to the orc was suddenly smashed down, but followed by the sharp infantry short sword in Hawke's right hand!

The tip of the sword was unusually sharp, and the high-quality steel weapon completely tore the slightly tough skin of the orc at this moment, and with the friction with the metal, bones, and muscles, streams of blood quickly emerged along the blood troughs opened by the two special points, and this blow had pierced deeply into the heart of the orc, and with the beating of the heart, a large amount of blood was still shooting down the blood trough.

But Hawk only twisted the hilt slightly, and the sharp blade and thick spine of the sword slightly enlarged the wound, and before the blood was completely splashed, he had already quickly pulled out and got up and came to the side of another orc who had been knocked to the ground, looking at the neck under the hideous head, as if cutting off a small branch, and directly slashed down!

"Damn it, stop him! Stop that human! ”

The orcs in the back were almost terrified, especially when they saw that Hawke just jumped up and squatted, and killed their two originally brave clansmen, and even held the weapons in their hands and roared towards Hawke, they really couldn't believe that the powerful orc warriors were slaughtered by a human child today!

But even as they roared and rushed towards Hawke, the orcs who had been knocked to the ground under their feet still became an obstacle to them, and even if they barely wanted to stand up, their leader, who seemed to have gone crazy, ran over again crying and continued to knock them on their backs!

"Poof—"

A fountain of blood erupted from the neck of a headless corpse, and at twenty or thirty centimeters away, a hideous orc head was tumbling and flying out, slamming heavily on the chest of another orc, looking around with wide eyes and a look of disbelief in his eyes.

In fact, it was not only this orc who showed an unbelievable appearance, even the surrounding orcs all showed cruelty in their eyes, in fact, there were disbelief and shame in the depths, especially looking at the human children who had just reached the heights of their thighs, so ferocious in their siege, they still calmly waved the short sword and shield in their hands, wantonly harvesting the lives of their companions!

And this is what a human boy who looks like he is only fourteen or fifteen years old is doing!

Or rather, this is what an old guy who looks fourteen or fifteen years old, but whose real mental age has reached fifty or sixty years old, Hawke's whole person is like a combination of a cheetah and a lion, swift and furious, his attack is like a cold wind, just like the snowstorm that will never disappear on the high mountains of Skyrim Province where the Nords live!

"Ding... Congratulations on the character upgrade. ”

"Ding... Gain caste points×3. ”

"Ding... Gain × 3 talent points. ”

The blade of the sword plunged into the soft chest, accurately piercing the fragile heart, Hawk rotated slightly with one hand and pulled out, the sharp blade was moistened by blood, easily inserted and pulled out, and streams of blood quickly stained the hair on the orc's chest, and his figure had already found the next target and rushed like a cheetah.

He is only about one meter four or five tall, although he is like a dwarf in the face of that group of two and three orcs, but his agile speed and small body are attached to the dexterous dodge, and in the face of the siege of that group of orcs, even Hawke seems to be at ease, a dancer on the tip of the knife, at this moment he seems to be.

"Bang-"

A huge mace slammed down on Hawke's side, and the wind pressure that rolled up because of his own habit and strength instantly made the hair on Hawke's forehead fly, and he dodged the blow slightly sideways and dexterously, while the infantry short sword in his hand stabbed fiercely towards a stinky thigh, followed by a set of agile rolls, dodging another series of attacks!

"Two lives, one stamina!" Taking a deep breath, Hawk didn't have time to manually click on the caste, but quickly transmitted it to his mind through his spirit, and the game system quickly assigned him caste points, and with the new round of caste point allocation, his already sensitive movements were a little faster!

"Uh-"

An orc suddenly appeared behind Hawke, and the orc's one-handed warhammer slammed into him, carrying some kind of dark red warhammer with a slight whistling. This orc had a cruel smile on his face, just because Hawke took this blow, I am afraid that he would be smashed out more than ten meters away on the spot, and then his whole body would be broken and fall to the ground, or even die on the spot!

"Small, be careful!"

Even the girl in the back couldn't help but widen her eyes, looking at this dangerous scene and exclaiming, a pair of small pretty faces with a certain kind of unbearability, for this young brave man who suddenly appeared, to be honest, this girl still has some inexplicable excitement.

Perhaps every girl has a dream of Prince Charming in her heart, although it will eventually be shattered, but now there is indeed this impossible, only in the illusion of the beginning.

"Lao Tzu, it's not such an easy person to die!"

Hawke gritted his teeth and inhaled quickly and deeply, his waist twisted sharply to the side, and he forcibly moved away with his footsteps and direction to dodge the infinitely powerful hammer, but there was a certain unwillingness in his eyes, because it was still not enough to dodge the orc's attack range!

"Block!" The shield of his left arm quickly moved in front of him, and Hawke's eyes widened as he looked at the smiling orc, especially at the one-handed warhammer that was smashing down, and he held his breath and gritted his teeth. He believed that with the seven points of life he had added after his upgrade, and with the help of his father's excellent shield, he would be able to withstand this blow.

The iron-clad round shield is not just wrapped with a layer of iron sheet in the middle, but part of the wooden structure is cut off, and a two-centimeter convex iron piece is directly inlaid, and then a layer of iron sheet is wrapped from all sides, and a circle of thick iron nails is nailed to increase the strength and defense quality!

And that convex iron is the main force when the shield strikes, and in the semicircular appearance, it is a solid piece of iron, and if you slap it violently with enough strength, even the head of an orc can't withstand it!

What's more, Hawke's physical fitness is not ordinarily strong now, although it still looks like the body of a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child, if it is really compared, it has almost reached twenty-seven or eighteen years old, and it is the physical fitness of an adult who has undergone military training, just with that hammer, it is not enough for Hawke to suffer too much damage.

"Haha, arrogant human child! I'll take your little head and add spices to taste it carefully! ”

The orc saw that Hawke was barely parrying, the ugly beast had a kind of sinister smile on his face, and his right arm was fiercely holding the titular one-handed warhammer and smashing it over, he believed that if he hit this human accurately, then with the fragile body of the human, he would not be able to withstand this real blow!

"Bang-"

The warhammer had already been intimately touched his shield in an instant, and even just the semi-circular convex iron of the iron round shield had been directly deflated, and Hawk, who was holding the round shield, felt like a motorcycle, increased the throttle and hit his right arm hard, his two legs could not be supported, and he flew backwards in an instant.

"Kill him!" The surrounding orcs saw that Hawke was directly hit, and immediately waved their weapons and howled wildly, they didn't have any chivalry, and even human knights didn't have any so-called chivalry when facing orcs, because this was a war between the two races!

"Damn" fell heavily to the ground, and Hawke rolled twice before he stood up, shaking his still somewhat dazed head vigorously, only to find that two more orcs next to him were smashing at him with weapons, but it was no longer the one-handed war hammer, but two huge maces almost a meter long!

Hawke just wanted to raise his left hand, but found that the shield on his left hand had been somewhat deformed by the blow just now, and it was a little difficult to resist ordinary long swords or war knives, not to mention the mace, which was already a heavy weapon, I am afraid that under the two blows, he himself would be beaten to the point that the shield would be shattered, and he would fly out directly spitting blood!

"Don't think I don't have a backhand, though!"

Hawke spat at the side fiercely, looked at the mace that pressed over with a whistling sound, and took a deep breath, the tenacious surname from the Imperial is still rushing with his heart, controlling the surname talent skill, the voice of the emperor has not been used yet, and now it is next to him, but there are still more than a dozen orcs rushing towards him, a good opportunity!

The surrounding orcs were already angry, especially the human children who killed a few of their companions, it was simply some kind of shame, and this shame had already made their already insensitive heads as if they had been burned by a violent fire, and now only inexplicable anger was left in the rage.

"Whoosh-"

But before Hawke could launch the emperor's voice, a terrible scream instantly crossed the void, and even Hawke could only see a little red light in his afterglow, and then a heat wave suddenly appeared in front of him, and he subconsciously used the shield in his left hand to protect his body, and a fierce tongue of fire licked over with the scorching heat wave in an instant.

And in that flame, the surface of the orc, who was still smiling, had already turned into charcoal, burning violently all over his body, struggling and still convulsing, and the flames all over his body were still burning violently, even if he was rescued, he was probably already a dead man.

"These orcs are dead? Did you do it, well, nice lad. ”

A soft male voice came from behind Hawke, a certain indifference that could not be concealed, but there was a certain appreciation in it, and then a hand appeared on his side, with a little green, and the raging fire instantly seemed to hit something, and stopped in front of him: "Resist the flames." He said softly.

The white and delicate one, wrapped with a little green light, and half a meter in front of the palm of the hand, is the raging flame, a thin layer of green light formed a green light cover in the resistance, although there is still a hot feeling, but it has reached the point of being bearable.

Before Hawke could turn his head to see who it was, another scream appeared in the air in an instant, and the black shadow of the Dao tore through the air, and the remaining orcs fell to the ground in an instant, and on the foreheads of this group of orcs, there was a black arrow inserted in it, and even the tail feathers were still slowly trembling.

"Good precision archery, wait, you are"

Hawke's eyes widened in amazement, this kind of archery was much better than his own, but he turned his head and was stunned, swallowed lightly and spit, clenched his round shield and infantry short sword in disbelief, with surprise in doubt, he couldn't help but raise his voice and said: "Elf?!" ”

Beside Hawke, a tall figure dressed in aristocratic clothing stood there, his fair face was extremely handsome, but the pointed ears revealed his identity. There is no doubt that this skin color and the appearance of these ears make it impossible for there to be only one race—the elves.

"Don't be surprised, you can call me Sir Des."

The elven man turned his head, and there was a certain maturity on his handsome face, or rather a very handsome old man. With a smile on his face, he nodded at Hawke and said softly, "Brave boy, I am very grateful and amazed by your courage to save Siya and the results you have achieved. ”

"It's okay, it's okay" swallowed softly and foamed, Hawke couldn't help but be a little amazed at the handsome face of the old man in front of him, but he felt that this seemed to be an old rabbit, but in an instant he threw off this feeling in his mind, just now this rabbit this Sir Des, but in an instant killed two orcs, and it seemed that his face was not red and he was very relaxed.

"On behalf of Viscount Lane, I thank you."

The corners of the handsome Sir Des's mouth curled slightly, looking at the girl who had been untied in the distance, he couldn't help but exhale relaxedly, but he reached out and patted Hawke's shoulder next to him, and said softly: "You are very good." Before Hawke could react, he walked slowly towards the girl named Siya.

In the surrounding dense forest, soldiers armed with war bows, spears, and swords quickly rushed out, all of them were wearing chain mail, and the key parts were also protected by scale armor, which was obviously not comparable to the militiamen.

And the methods of this group of soldiers, it was also extremely ruthless, the faces in the helmets did not have many expressions, just lined up and walked forward, faintly spread out to mend the knife to the orcs on the ground, and they were holding spears and swords, and they stabbed directly into the eyeholes, and they were afraid of immortality, so they directly twisted a few times, and inserted all the brains inside.

"Hawke! Hawk! ”

A few cheerful greetings came from behind him, and Hawke turned his head to see Pete and John cautiously poking their heads out of the woods and waving at him. Hawke couldn't help but smile, gently inserting the infantry dagger back into his deerskin scabbard, beckoning and smiling: "I'm here." ”

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