Wow!

The sound of a neat stride sounded like a man, and as the first row of spearmen stepped back, the blades in the hands of the second row of spearmen were already piercing the enemy.

Although the first wave of attacks stabbed and stabbed many coalition troops and disrupted the opponent's position, it also created some room for the enemy to escape. The spears struck, and the advancing coalition fighters instinctively ducked around.

Sneer......

The spears were in place, the flesh and blood were splashing, and dozens of coalition soldiers fell under the spears.

But more coalition forces then pounced. The few soldiers who survived the first two waves of attacks had also rushed to the orc legion. Even some of the fierce warriors grabbed the shaft of the spear and grabbed the weapon with the spear orcs.

The close coalition forces were about to attack the orc warriors, and Gulmu's command sounded again: "The second platoon of the spear team retreats, and the Beamon team, rush!"

If there is one of the most feared races in the Forsaken Wasteland, the Bimon Orcs are called second, and absolutely no one dares to call them first!

The Beamon people are naturally fierce and brave, and their super physique and strength are among the best among the major alien races. Although the Titans are talented, they are highly sensible, and they are not as fatal as Beamon, and relatively speaking, they are not as intimidating as Beamon.

As soon as they saw that it was Beamon in front of them, and there were dozens of people, the approaching warriors were afraid of three points first. But there were people behind them, on the left and right, and they couldn't avoid the war even if they wanted to.

"Whew-"

A loud roar rippled with mana, spitting out from Beamon's long nose. Unlike the spearmen who only took a step forward, this group of Beamon stepped forward and rushed headlong into the enemy group.

"Poof...... Yes...... Wow......"

With this collision, nearly a hundred coalition troops flew out upside down, and the blood spurted out by dozens of people was stained red and brilliant, and the tragic appearance was even worse than being pierced by spears!

Those Bimeng warriors with high physical strength and cultivation can easily rush into the enemy array, but many young and old ones are blocked on the periphery.

At this moment, Gul Mu issued another order: "Priest team, increase the strength of the auxiliary!"

The priests in the rear were already ready, and before Gulmu's words fell, more than a dozen spiritual power fluctuations poured out from behind the orc legion. The psionic energy that had been thrown into the battlefield split into dozens of pieces in the air, selectively enveloping the weaker Beamons.

The spiritual power attracted the heavy earth element, and those who got the increase in elemental power, although the strength of the body was not strengthened, the defense of the body was improved a lot. And the true power combined with elemental energy also had the effect of great harmony, increasing the power of their attacks. In this way, it will be very difficult for ordinary soldiers of the coalition forces to resist again.

The tall and sturdy Beamon rampaged through the enemy formation, and the coalition soldiers were constantly bombarded into the sky, and in just half a minute, the first army of the coalition army was completely disorganized.

In the main formation area of the coalition army, Lu Ren couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he saw this: "Huh, they can even fight with alchemists in team battles?"

Huo Shuang said disdainfully: "It's just a skin, it is estimated that I learned it secretly when the human army was training." It's a pity that I only learned the superficial skills, but I didn't get the essence. ”

Lu Ren smiled and said, "Well, then let's teach them a good lesson." Stretching out his hand, he said respectfully to Huo Shuang: "I'm tired of the master." ”

Huo Shuang shook his head: "Don't worry, consume their mana first!" said with a casual look, and asked the Titan King: "Your Majesty, where is the 'Giant God Path' that the orc said?"

The Titan King said with a straight face: "That is the secret realm of my clan, and it has nothing to do with you. ”

Huo Shuang let out a meaningful "um" and nodded, "It seems that there are still many unknown secrets in the Abandoned Wasteland. ”

The killing machine was nailed to Huo Shuang with a cold gaze, and the Titan King said in a deep tone: "It's good to get what you want, it's better to have fewer other ideas." ”

Huo Shuang shrugged: "Your Majesty, don't worry, I'm just curious." ”

"It's better to be like that. The Titan King snorted coldly, turned his face away and stopped talking.

Although Huo Shuang was looking at the battlefield on the surface, his eyes were obviously distracted, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The Beamon army did not go too far, and after a while, they retreated to the rear. Hundreds of people were killed and wounded by Beamon's onslaught, and the First Army of the Coalition Army was in chaos and was on the verge of collapse.

Taking advantage of the enemy's illness to kill the enemy, Gurmu decisively issued a counterattack order: "The minotaur turns to the sharp horn formation! The werewolf turns to the free scattered formation!"

The number of minotaurs and werewolves is not large, but compared to the rare Beamon, there is a clear numerical advantage. The minotaurs and werewolves who went into battle were all young and strong, and they could maintain a relatively balanced combat power without the help of an alchemist.

After a few shifts in position, the phalanx turned into a triangular formation, and between the five triangular arrays, the werewolf warriors were gearing up one by one, their eyes emitting an angry and bloodthirsty fiery red light.

Gulmu shouted: "The minotaur charges! The werewolves hunt freely!"

"Whew......"

The eerie howl of the wolf is like a war drum, fueling the prestige of the orc legions. The minotaur rushed to the line with a quick and neat gait, holding a metal cylinder as thick as a thigh, and roaring.

Although the werewolves were quicker than the minotaurs and had untied their military formations, they did not overtake the minotaur legions according to their usual training. The werewolf troops look very chaotic, but if you look closely, you can find that they are actually guarding each other's comrades, one person transfers, and the other person makes up for it in time, and the tacit understanding is extreme, which can be described as orderly in chaos!

As soon as he stepped into the battlefield, the minotaur picked up the metal stick in his hand, and under the attack of the Beamon legion, the coalition army had already messed up the phalanx.

These aliens are accustomed to hunting and small group battles, and have not been under the military management of humans for a long time, and have never seen such a group war mode as orcs, and many warriors have not been able to play before they can be defeated by the dense and continuous blows of the Minotaur legions.

Compared with the bare-handed Beamon army, the metal pillar of the minotaur is more terrifying, and when a stick is slashed down, the enemy either breaks bones and tendons, or turns into meat sauce. For a moment, the flesh and bones of the battlefield flew sideways, and the ground was stained bright red with blood.

After only a few fights, no one dared to compete with the edge of the Minotaur Legion. The coalition forces dodged in all directions, but as soon as they dodged the Minotaur array, the vicious werewolves poured out of the gap. As long as one werewolf catches the lone coalition soldier, several werewolves of the corresponding level will immediately pounce, and in a few seconds of violent blowing, the enemy will be torn apart.

On the coalition side, the front line was still commanded by He Lingfeng, and seeing that the First Army had been defeated, he did not hesitate to order: "The First Army retreats, and the Second Army charges!"

Gulmu's target was the Second Legion, they had the first mover advantage, and they inflicted heavy losses on the First Legion in one fell swoop, it was the time when the momentum was at its highest, and then using the power of the Minotaurs to attack the enemy formation, there was a great possibility to expand the results of the battle.

The Minotaur was not much weaker than Bimeng's, not to mention the fact that it was a large group of young warriors who rushed over? The fanatical attitude of the galloping horses made the coalition troops weak in fright.

Sure enough, the charge horn sounded for a while, and the Second Army of the coalition army still did not move, especially the soldiers in the first few rows, and they were even desperately retreating.

He Lingfeng was furious: "A group of cowards, and the face of self-proclaimed wasteland warriors?

The first scolding stimulated the self-esteem of the allied soldiers, the latter completely cut off their thoughts of running away from the enemy, and with the urging of dozens of human war generals, everyone had to howl and meet the enemy. It's a pity that the voice sounded like a wail, which not only did not play a role in boosting courage, but also deepened the negativity in my heart.

Rubble splashed beneath his feet, dust filled the sky, and the two sides collided together.

Knock Knock...... Bang...... Poof......

"Kill Kill Kill Kill ......"

"Wow......"

"I'll fight with you...... Yes...... Poof......"

The bronze-colored metal pillar reflected a vivid blood light, and with each flash of light, a large splash of flesh flew out. The five Minotaur triangular warbands were like five sharp knives, and in the first round of impact, they all plunged into the coalition troops.

The werewolf legions scattered behind followed, and the scattered enemies were brutally torn to shreds before they could gain a foothold.

Screams and roars were mixed, and every warrior, whether it was a minotaur or a werewolf, seemed to have been soaked in a pool of blood, and his whole body was full of crimson, and he could no longer distinguish whether it was the enemy or his own blood.

The Minotaur Legion quickly rushed to the center of the Second Legion, which was the area that Gulmu wanted, and he immediately issued an order: "The Minotaur Legion stops advancing and turns into a circle!"

The coalition warriors were still dazed, but the werewolf legion had withdrawn from the battlefield. The five minotaur warbands changed positions while killing the enemy, and in just half a minute, the triangular battle formation turned into a circle.

He Lingfeng frowned, he didn't understand why the enemy had to change into that defensive formation when he had the upper hand, but experience and intuition conveyed a strong sense of foreboding to him.

He was about to give the order to disperse the army, but Gulmu's order was passed into the battlefield one step ahead of him: "Prepare for war trampling!"

As soon as the command fell, the Minotaur Legion collectively raised the metal cylinder in their hands, and the five teams burst out synchronously with true power waves intertwined, like five top powerhouses, the power was so fierce that even He Lingfeng in the distance was shocked.

"Attack—"

The sound of shouting echoed in his ears, and the Minotaur roared in unison, smashing the metal cylinder to the ground with all their might.

"Poof...... Puff ...... Puff ......"

Nearly 100 metal cylinders landed at the same time, and the powerful strength and fierce true power immediately smashed a circle of qi power waves visible to the naked eye under his feet. More than a dozen fluctuations fluctuated with each other, but they did not cancel out much. It's like a sealed oil tank is on fire, and when the energy accumulated in the circle reaches a critical point, it explodes, and the churning shock wave surges in all directions.

(End of chapter)