Chapter 682: Fight against Sinking
The few trolls in the city are one of the key targets, and they are often attacked from all directions, and there are feathered people on top of them ready to attack at any time.
The whole city was in chaos, countless desolate orcs faced the battle in a panic, and there were still many desolate orcs who were not polluted by sinking without white silk scarves, so they could only rise up and resist.
Outside the city, countless soldiers who had not yet participated in the siege were all shouting, and the whistling sound was even more stirring, so that the orcs in the city could not estimate how many enemies there were, and they didn't even know who the enemy was, because there might be their own people around them at any time who suddenly slashed at each other.
By the time the Orc Legion had organized a decent resistance, a tidal wave of Alliance troops had poured into Rusbella.
"Bang~"
A mad bear man is struck by a troll's horrific mace, and his burly body is knocked out directly.
"Boom" fell to the ground, and the flesh and blood on his chest were blurred.
Seeing this scene, countless guerrilla soldiers and some feathered people in the sky behind him frantically pounced down and attacked the tall giant monster.
"Puff puff ......"
The troll's legs were constantly sliced with its sword, but it only raised its hands to protect its eyes, and its right hand, which was clutching the giant mace, swirled violently.
"Bang" "Bang" "Bang" "Bang" ......
The surrounding circle of guerrilla fighters were all knocked away, and they fell to the ground convulsing and unable to move.
"Moo!!!!!!!"
Whoosh~
Two arrows roared and flew into its eyes, but were once again blocked by the left arm that had returned in time.
"Bang bang ....."
The over-the-top troll began to run, wielding a giant mace to slaughter all the warriors in its vicinity, including the orcs.
A few hundred paces away, a dozen Soma warriors pushed their ballistas forward.
"Aim for that!!" "Put!"
"Boom~~Woo~~~"
"Poof~"
The overpowered crossbow struck the troll in the stomach, and with a thud, it knocked the troll to the ground.
"Roar~" "Roar~"
Two mad bears leaped from a nearby rooftop, clinging to the troll, one left and one right, and the razor-like fangs grew out of their jaws, biting down on the troll's neck from side to side.
Bang ......
The troll struggled violently, and even when it was caught, the mace still smashed the city floor to pieces.
It took a few minutes for the struggle to weaken, and after two berserk bear-man warriors who had been exhausted from the struggle got up, the terrifying troll collapsed.
But before it died, this terrifying giant monster had already taken the lives of at least two berserk bearman warriors, several feathered people and dozens of elite soldiers, and the number of wild orcs it killed was not a few.
This is just the tip of the iceberg of the meat grinder-like battlefield at this moment.
The Alliance and the rebellious Orc soldiers knew that all the invading armies must be annihilated, while the invading Orc Army, led by the sunken Orcs, knew that they would never survive without killing.
The battle lasted all night, and by dawn the Dawn Star had lit up its outline, and Rusbella had only the last of the Orc Banner left.
In fact, the entire city of the Orcs had been almost slaughtered, and Riva drew his broadsword from behind his back and waved his hand.
"Bang~"
The wooden pole was cut off, and the banner of the desolate orcs on the top of the castle lord's mansion fell.
As far as the eye can see, the streets inside and outside the city are full of corpses.
But this purgatory-like scene relieved Riva, and also relieved countless soldiers who participated in the war.
For many, the war ended at this moment.
But inevitably, everyone was in a trance, and even the orcs wrapped in white silk scarves were still uneasy.
Riva stood at the top of the City Lord's Mansion, the dawn seal in his palm lit up with a thick white light, and a stream of heat melted into his limbs, and he inhaled a breath fiercely, causing his chest to expand rapidly, and then opened his mouth like a roar.
Airplanes~
It was as if a faint white glow followed Riva's mouth and rippled in all directions.
"All the fighters of the Union Army!! the war is over!! we have won!!!"
As if attracted by the roar, the sun, which was supposed to appear a little later, actually brought the dawn in advance.
"Whew...... Whew......"
A hurricane in the sky blew away all the clouds, allowing the warm daylight to shine on all the warriors.
"Hahahaha~~Ahahahaha......"
Yoi jumped around Riva.
"This is a response to the consciousness of the world!! I have read the information in the Dawning Society, Riva, you are indeed the chosen one!!"
And at this moment, deafening cheers and roars resounded inside and outside the city, regardless of language, size, race, gender, all expressing excitement with excited roars!
。。。
A month after the end of the war of the Orc invasion.
The world order has been put back on track, and thanks to the guerrillas, the immortals have enough rights to have their own territory and habitat without having to hide all the time.
Countless Soma warriors have also cultivated a deep sense of camaraderie with the immortals.
The 200,000 guerrilla armies that put pressure on the upper echelons of the Soma people also voluntarily disbanded after the war, the immortals returned to their homeland, and the elite warriors retired and returned to their hometowns.
But at this moment when the world seemed to be calm, an army of nearly 10,000 people quietly reached the deepest part of the western grasslands.
This is a team with the most elite Soma warriors, the most powerful mad bears, the most agile feathered people, and the best Philery goblins, as well as the blue spirit people with blue scales, this is the most elite guerrilla army, except for them, no one knows that the guerrilla army has not all been disbanded.
According to the assessment of the Guerrilla Army's General Staff, there is no corps in the world that can hold back the charge of this army, and it also has the strength to easily defeat more than ten times the number of enemies, which can be called the mountaintop combat power of the world.
In the depths of the western steppe, a huge lake has lost its former clarity and has completely turned into a filthy swamp, and a foul smell is permeating.
The surrounding meadows had all died, and many dead animals had fallen here, similar to the swamps that had been inhabited by trolls, but on a much larger scale.
A large number of feathered people in the sky flew over the edge of the swamp.
Riva and the others stood at the front, looking at the swamp with a serious expression, and the swamp not far away would infiltrate more land from time to time.
A feathered man flew down and landed beside Riva.
"Lord Riva, these swamps are expanding, slowly, but they haven't stopped. ”
"Is that so!
Riva glanced at Gurion, then at Yoi.
"Are you ready?"
Yui is also very serious, patting the small chest that has not developed.
"No problem!"
Riva looked at Gurion again, who nodded slightly at him.
"Okay, inform everyone, get ready to start, remember, if you can't hold on, you have to retreat immediately!"
"Yes!" "Yes!" "Yes!"
Some of the arrangers quickly left.
"Woo~~~~~~~" "Woo~~~~~"
Some of the Bears mustered up all their strength to blow their horns.
The 10,000 guerrilla soldiers drew their short knives, which were already engraved with special patterns, and there was a light coat of arms like the one on the black ranger's right palm.
"Woo~~~~~~~" "Woo~~~~~"
The horn sounded a second time, and all the warriors did not hesitate to cut the palm of their right palm with their knives.
"With scorching blood and a resolute soul, protect the world, not retreating, not giving up, not fearing...... Burn the filth and sink ......"
As the blood slowly flowed, the originally uneven roars of the guerrilla soldiers became more and more neat, as if they were blessed with infinite courage, as if they were roaring to attract heaven and earth.
Some of the warriors found that their blood had begun to fill the light, as if light was spilling from the palms of their hands.
Whew~~~ Whew~~~~~ Whew~~~~~
The wind was raging on the grassland, the sun in the sky was brighter, and the earth was trembling slightly.
But the strange thing is that the wind blows through the guerrilla soldiers, and instead of making them unstable, they feel a sense of comfort and peace.
Yui was sweating profusely, suspended in the air, his long hair fanning out in the air, and the muffled magical language in his mouth was vibrating, and the meaning was not much different from the roars of the warriors.
The blood of 10,000 powerful warriors turned into light, gathered on the ground, swam like a spirit snake, and began to surround the swamps.
The sky and the ground, the wind and the ground shook more and more violently, and the consciousness of the world was completely activated, trying to help themselves as children.
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