The earth roared, and the orcs charged.

The five hundred orcs at the front wore the leather armor worn by scouts, the rune shield in their left hand, the black iron knife in their right hand, and three sharp short spears behind their backs.

"Rush, cut off the thin necks of the night fools! For the Horde! Suddenly, an orc roared at the top of his throat.

He shouted the words that Shen Luo handed them over on the first day, and there was no more representative of their mood at this moment than this foul language.

Come, Night Elves, pay your blood debt to the orcs!

Five hundred orcs roared at the same time.

"Rush, kill those stupid bs!"

"Rush, for the tribe!"

This roar soared into the sky, and even Han Wu and the others who were far away were startled.

Orcs are crazy?

Orcs are crazy!

Under the shock of this monstrous battle intent, the Night Elves all felt their breath stagnate, and their eyes were filled with horror.

"[Flying Locust], give me [Flying Locust Boost]!" Gal. Night Wind's eyes were red, and he roared directly at the arrow array.

The herald beside him was startled by the commander's frenzy, and then hurriedly waved the command flag and passed the order to the three arrow arrays over there.

[Flying Locust Shot] is the strongest means of the Night Elves to deal with strong enemies, each archer shoots ten consecutive high-frequency shots, without giving the opponent any respite at all, and at the same time, the archers will be unable to bear their arms under this kind of deadly bow shooting, and then they will not be able to draw the bow again for at least ten minutes.

It's like a powerful skill. Subsequent cooling is also quite long.

Right now, Gal. Night Wind issued this order, and he didn't intend to have any reservations.

[Flying Locust Shot]. It is powerful, covers a wide area, and there is also a strong point, it not only has a great power "curved shot" but also a direct shot, and the arrows that are splashed like water are overwhelming, which is no longer a "terrible" can be described.

The orcs cover their heads with shields, but they can't protect their chests. If you protect your chest, you won't be able to protect your head. In short, as long as they are not lumps of iron. will be crucified by [Flying Locust Shot].

When the archers of the Night Elves' three major arrow formations saw Lingqi, they paused for a moment, then took a deep breath, and the people in front of them drew their bows and aimed straight at them. The man behind pointed to the sky.

Lead-in. Now is the only time they can rest, after which their arms will be sore, paralyzed, and temporarily "wasted".

Of course, it's worth it, so even if they're in a "cooling-off period", the infantry will protect them and wipe out the remaining orc swords and shields.

The little red flag of the conductor fell suddenly.

The night archers released their bowstrings almost simultaneously, and their arrows whizzed away. They didn't look at it anymore, and they did it all. Full lead bow, then second arrow, third arrow, fourth, fifth......

Sharp arrows break through the air, as many as flying locusts!

The Night Elf archers also went crazy, they didn't have to wait for unified command, everyone shot their own ten arrows with all their might.

Arrows, arrows all over the sky, three arrow arrays of 1,500 people, one person and ten hurried shots, 15,000 arrows converged in the sky, dense like a plague of locusts, overwhelmingly rushing towards the orc sword and shield soldiers.

Do you have shields?

Block it, can you protect the top of your head and protect your chest, can you protect your chest? The size of the orcs is so big, their shields can only keep the vital points, but this time the key points that were attacked were more than one, and the trade-offs were made, where to take and where to give up.

Han Wu and the others were stunned to see the flying arrows in the sky, the arrows of the Night Clan were amazingly powerful, they were three hundred meters away, they could shoot through three layers of leather armor or one layer of armor, in the face of this kind of attack, the opponent's armor was really as fragile as paper, and their faith could not save them.

Han Wu and the others suddenly felt lucky, very lucky, fortunately they stood with the Night Elves in the regional mission, otherwise they would face this kind of arrow rain, who could stand it!

When the Night Clan was preparing for the [Flying Locust Shot], the orc forwards, the sword and shield soldiers, suddenly stopped, and the orc battle formation attacking behind also stopped in unison, and they even retreated to the rear for a while. These orcs know that the locust shoots, Gulos. The information that Rafale got back had that in it.

Shen Luo naturally responded.

But-

Shen Luo, who was watching the battle from a high place, suddenly turned his head away, he couldn't bear it. In such a short period of time, the only response he could think of was to exchange sacrifice for survival!

This is undoubtedly the most cruel thing!

Grom's eyes didn't blink at the battlefield, his eyes fierce, and red blood oozing from his clenched hands.

"Thank you for the one you have done for my tribe, and death is something we have to face. Orcs are not afraid of death, and we will never give in! Grom was talking to Shen Luo, but his last sentence was shouted towards the battlefield.

At this point, the orc swords and shields crouch on the ground, which allows them to reduce the area of attack in front of them as much as possible. The first row of orcs held the rune shield on their chests, while the orcs behind him protected the shields in their hands on his head, while the second row of orcs pressed their bodies against the backs of the first row so that he could not fall in the rain of arrows. The third row follows the second row, and the fourth row follows the third row. The last orcs had no protection from above, but they still did not hesitate to shield their fellow clans in front of them.

Death is terrible, but they are not afraid of death!

Grom's roar drifted in the wind, and the orc warriors couldn't help but glance at the sky—their last.

The sky, blue.

Then, a "dark cloud" rose, obscuring the clear blue sky, pressing towards them.

That's as many arrows as locusts!

"Orcs are not afraid of death, and we will never give in!"

The orc roared.

The earth of arrows whistled terribly, and fell in a row, and at last the row of orcs was shot into hedgehogs, but they stood, and they supported their bodies with their short spears, and they never became statues. Not only was the last row so miserable, but the first row was even shattered by the rune shields in the dense rain of arrows, and their bodies were forced into hedgehogs by dozens or hundreds of arrows, and then they were torn apart by arrows.

The powerful bow of the dark night penetrates amazingly, and the leather armor defense will penetrate the first person, penetrate the second person, and even inflict terrible trauma on the third person.

In the rear, the orcs of the nine battle formations stared, their eyes red. They watched their compatriots being shot into hedgehogs, shot into pulp, but they could only watch, they could only wait, they were really going crazy, they were really burning from the marrow.

Every second, like a century,

Finally, the [Flying Locust Shot] is over.

The night archers of the three arrow arrays lowered their arms, they could keep the huge bows in their hands from falling to the ground, and after ten minutes, the arrow arrays would lose their effectiveness, in fact, they would be able to shoot again after five minutes, but the range and power of the arrows would be reduced by half.

Now, it's time for the infantry.

The four Night Elf battle formations moved the moment the rain of arrows stopped, two in front and two on the left and right. They had to "eat" the still alive sword and shield soldiers as quickly as possible, and then they had to be responsible for holding back the attacking orcs and giving the arrow array a chance to breathe.

It's bound to be an uphill battle.

On the orc's side, the next nine battle formations also began to rush.

As the orcs charged, an unexpected scene occurred, and the orc warriors suddenly ripped off their armor and threw away their armor so that they could be faster, so that they could be more agile.

Gave up the protection of the armor and fought with all his might, not asking for his own survival, but for drinking blood and killing!

Orc, furious charge!

The warriors of the Night Elves have gloomy faces, they wear light armor, not too heavy, and they will not follow the desperate fighting style of the orcs who look hot-blooded but do not care about themselves, they will unite and calm to teach the orcs a solid lesson.

The orcs and the night were both charging, and in the center of the two armies were the orc sword and shield soldiers nailed to the ground by countless arrows, and they still maintained their original posture, and they seemed to have all been killed.

However, the ground tremor, and some of the statues suddenly came to life.

Five hundred orc sword and shield soldiers, only less than two hundred can stand up in the end, they quickly throw away the damaged shield in their hands, single knife, pick up the weapons on their companions, each orc has three extra short spears, they want to vent their anger for their companions!

The two hundred orc sword and shield soldiers did this and rushed towards the night infantry with no relentless progress.

This is a charge of two hundred against two thousand, and in the case of the subsequent orcs being far away, are the orc sword and shield soldiers going to be sent to death.

"These crazy people! Orcs, all crazy! Han Wu's side, even though his face was pale, muttered.

To be honest, he was shocked. No, to be exact, he was scared. Orcs don't want to die, they're outlaws. Only these five hundred orcs are so brave, what about the thousands of orcs behind, if they rush over......

I don't dare to think about it anymore.

"No matter how powerful you are, you are a bunch of fools, two hundred can win two thousand?" Jin Ying swallowed his saliva and muttered, looking at Han Wu as he spoke, and Han Wu had a solemn expression.

With the same solemn expression as Han Wu, there was also Grom on the high ground opposite.

"I should be with them, I should be with my warriors!" Grom muttered like a dream.

Then, he was punched in the chest by Shen Luo, and Grom was stunned and looked at Shen Luo. The latter also glared at him and said sharply, "What are you doing, hurry up and release the Kodomon!" ”

Kodomon?

Grom suddenly woke up, now was not the time for him to stay, it was a fighter. Grom was so swayed by the love that he almost missed the fighter. Grom was ashamed and yelled at Batu and Balu, "Come with us, next, it's time for us to appear!" ”

When the night infantry and the two hundred orc sword and shield soldiers were less than ten meters apart, when the two sides showed fierce eyes and swords facing each other, and both wanted to cut each other, the earth roared.

This time, the sound and tremor were louder than the orc charge.

Because, Kodo Beast is on the scene! (To be continued!)

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