Three hundred meters away, the orc camp in front of the mine was bustling with activity.

The wolf cavalry scattered in the forest had already rushed over at very dark in the dark, and the original brigade of 600 people was now only about 500 left, and the main casualties were caused by the counterattack led by Roddy, which made the orcs gnash their teeth at the human team not far away, and shouted that they were going to avenge their comrades at dawn.

However, compared to his enthusiastic men, Overseer Godard only stared at the huge mine in front of him in a daze—he felt that before entering the kingdom of Karen, the orcs had never thought of themselves as poor. However, after actually entering the human world, they realized that they were even inferior to beggars.

Aside from force, the orcs are almost useless in other ways. "Iron ore" is probably only five in the entire orc kingdom on the prairie, and they are all bare mines of extremely poor quality. In terms of value, it probably doesn't add up to these makeshift mines in the Cohen Mountains.

Looking at the fragments of "Thoryin" that his subordinates searched out of the mine, although Godard did not know how to use this material, as an orc, "plundering resources" was definitely an instinct:

"Search the mines, take as much of these ores as you can!"

Godard didn't want to be just an "Overseer" for the rest of his life, and in the orc kingdom where force is king, mineral deposits are definitely a precious resource. If you can have these ores, your army will be better armed, more powerful...

When my army grows, what will Sauron be...

He clenched his fists, and the thoughts that had been growing in his heart grew stronger.

On the other side, the black-robed orc with a staff in his hand looked forward expressionlessly, almost numbly organizing groups of zombies to rush up the ramp.

By this time, the trench dug by Luo Di and the others had been filled with broken corpses, and there were too many zombies on the front line, and the soldiers had to push them off the cliff again and again.

By this time, the attacking undead were no longer noble private soldiers, but mostly farmers dressed in plain clothes... Apparently, all the villagers slaughtered by the orcs in the vicinity have become necromancers' troops.

The mountain wind at night was unusually cold, but the zombies were not affected at all, they kept rushing up, slowly consuming the strength of the team in front of them - as a necromancer with strong spell ability, this black-robed orc had no intention of going to the battlefield in person, because in his eyes... Even if these stubborn humans try their best, they will only survive until dawn tomorrow.

"The nobles of Evta have cleaned up until now, and they have sent you guys who are in the way. ”

"What's the point of resisting now?"

Beneath the black hood, the orc's words were unabashedly arrogant and sarcastic.

"Ding!"

Luo Di rubbed his hands vigorously, clicked on the [status bar] according to the prompt sound, and found that a line of words was displayed on it without accident:

The title of "Undead Slayer" has been upgraded to the third level!

After raising his eyes to confirm that the front line was stable, Roddy clicked on the instructions and carefully read the upgraded rewards.

Speaking of which, he had long forgotten about the fact that the title of "Undead Slayer" could be upgraded. He had been fighting with the title of "The Last Demon Hunter" until the afternoon, when he switched to the title of "The Last Demon Hunter" - and when a large number of the undead were killed by the soldiers, Roddy found that the title began to escalate...

When I first obtained this title, it came with two skills, "Find Weaknesses: Undead" and "Virus Resistance", which showed that "Kill 17/100 undead" could only be upgraded, and with the outbreak of battle, this title soon prompted upgrades after killing 100 and 300 undead, and gained two new skills:

Level 1 of "Tracking: Undead".

Activate: Displays the undead within a 200-meter radius in the map bar, and cannot display stealth targets.

Cost: 10 Energy per minute.

"Camouflage: Undead" Level 1

Cost: 50 energy

Duration: 3 minutes

Use: Conceals one's breath, greatly reduces the probability of being discovered by the undead, and can be identified by high-level undead.

These skills are very targeted, but they are not very useful in the current battle. Because the enemy is coming up in waves, neither "tracking" nor "camouflage" makes no sense.

"Team Eight!

"Yes!"

The cry of the Rosicrucian came from the front, and a contingent of fifteen noble privates immediately rushed to the front from the rear, took up their shields, and replenished them into the front line.

The barbarian soldiers who fought at the beginning were sleeping in the rear at the moment, most of them had lost their strength, and many were wounded, but because of the divine purification, only those who were tired from beginning to end were not killed.

The situation was much worse for the poorly equipped aristocratic private soldiers and the "Rosicrucian Army", and even with the Bishop and the accompanying priest personally supervising the battle, more than 40 people were still killed by the zombies directly biting their necks - but as time went on, these soldiers gradually found a way to deal with the zombies, and the casualty rate finally began to decline.

Nevertheless, the war situation is not optimistic. Even though the ten squads have been taking turns to rest, their physical strength has gradually begun to seem to be weak. In this case, more troops should have been sent, but Roddy hid the most powerful dragoon regiment. Sally, Akasha, Nefi and the others were also arranged to rest in the rear, apparently accumulating strength.

"Commander, the soldiers are too tired, if we don't send more manpower, we really can't hold it!"

After midnight, the sweaty bishop finally couldn't resist asking Roddy for help, but the latter did not agree, but only asked Erwin to join the battle group with the barbarian soldiers who had rested for three hours—although the line was stable again, no matter how strong they were, the number of enemies showed no sign of decreasing...

There are more than 1,000 undead dead on the long slope, and the number behind is even more boundless at a glance, and almost all of them are dead from the foot of the mountain here. The soldiers in the front row had no time to take care of these, but the nobles in the rear could see it clearly, such a desperate situation made their hearts completely cold.

But at this moment, some strange movements came quietly...

"Uhh

A sudden tremor came from the mine, causing Godard to spin in front of the campfire.

"What's going on?"

He rolled over and picked up his tomahawk with quick movements. The guards around them also gathered around, looking at the place where the sound came from - but because there were no torches lit in the cave, they could only stare dryly at the moment.

Godard struggled to calm himself down, and then realized that something might be wrong with the team sent to the mines—and he immediately said, "Greer, get a few more torches, and get seven men to investigate." Report back immediately!"

"Yes, Lord Overseer!"

Immediately, a group of orc soldiers entered the mine with weapons in hand, but less than three minutes after entering, there was another loud noise inside...

"Phew!"

Compared to the last one, this time the sound is obviously much louder, and the distance is much closer...

"What's wrong?"

Godard couldn't comprehend what was going on in the mines, but his instinctive instinct made him clench his weapon and exclaim, "Hold your weapons!"

As soon as the words fell, a figure running with a torch appeared in the mine, and the other party happened to be the captain of the team that Godard had just sent.

"Run, run—"

Before he finished speaking, his body seemed to have been hit by something, and the whole person twisted around and fell to the ground, and the torch in his hand fell four or five meters away with a "snap".

The next moment, the firelight was extinguished, and all sounds stopped abruptly.

Seeing this, even the orcs realized that there was something difficult in the mine, and the convoy immediately surrounded Godard, but the Overseer did not panic, but shouted, "Light the torches!"

"Shhhhh

Before the orcs could move, a strange hiss suddenly appeared in front of them, and Godard felt a vague black shadow flash, and the subordinates standing at the front screamed and flew out—

"Smack!"

When the body fell to the ground, Godard realized that the body had broken from the middle, spraying blood!

At the same time, several black shadows more than two meters tall were rushing towards them, like the arms of a scythe raised high, and slashed at Godard in an instant!

"Click!"

Godard's parry-blocking battle axe was broken on the spot, but he bent down to dodge the opponent's second attack - taking advantage of the enemy's exhaustion, the orc overseer did not retreat, but leaned forward and slammed into it with a slanted shoulder in a roar!

"Die!"

The orc's bravery is undoubtedly reflected here, and the force more terrifying than the barbarian madness knocks the opponent out on the spot, and in the sound of the carapace shattering, Godard smashes through the enemy's abdomen with a punch...

"Poof—"

Green blood splashed Godard's face, and when he looked closely, he saw that the black creature had a head like a pangolin, an upright body covered with black carapace, and two arms that were more than a meter long—the sharp claws were beyond imagination when he looked at the orc who had been cut in two.

Seeing the opponent's convulsions and struggles, Godard didn't care whether his palm would be cut, and held down the opponent's claws to slam more than ten punches on his head, and only gasped and stood up after smashing his brains out.

But then he discovered... The scene is out of control.

The other orcs were not as strong as Godard, and in the face of the monsters pouring out of dozens of mines, they were cut down almost in a single sight by night blindness, and even the patrols that came on wolves were easily cut down by the other side!

"What the hell is this?!"

Godard stared at him, completely stunned.

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