"Oh Ghata!"

The steel-maned orcs roared in unison, to the effect that they were running wildly from the bottom of the hillside for the sake of empire and glory, and although their total number was less than thirty, there was an iron-blooded momentum of thousands of troops, which made everyone in the Federation change color slightly. Ｘ

Xin Xiao swept his gaze and immediately saw the strength of this group of steel-maned orcs clearly.

"One Overseer, four elites, and the rest are warriors above the third level, which clan is this battleship, and the average strength is so strong!"

The vast majority of steel-maned orcs practice the Biochemical Force, have amazing resilience and endurance, and are born with great strength, almost every adult steel-maned orc is a qualified warrior, but in the Steelmane Empire, only those who cultivate the Force are qualified to be called true warriors, fighting for the clan and the empire.

The armies of the Steelmane Empire are all composed of warriors, the strength of the warriors is equivalent to the samurai of the Federation, above the warriors are the elite, then the overseers, and the strongest is called the overlord!

Because the Steelmane civilization uses the hexadecimal system, and they have four fingers on their hands, two by two, so they are used to dividing many things into four levels.

Warrior, Elite, Overseer, Overlord, a total of four major rank levels, each rank is divided into four levels, directly using numbers to distinguish the strength and weakness, from low to high, such as the first level of warriors, the second level of elite, and the fourth level of overseers.

Their cultivation system is also very different from that of the Federation, the Federation's warriors, generals, and martial saints, there is a big gap in strength between each level, and the overall strength is increasing in a step; And the Steelmane Empire has more levels, a total of sixteen levels, the strength gap between the levels is small, and the corresponding cultivation is growing steadily, and the strength will not skyrocket once you are promoted.

Specifically, the high-level warriors of the Federation are equivalent to the third-level warriors of the Steelmane Empire, and the cultivation to the node limit is almost a fourth-level warrior, the first-level elite is between the high-level warrior and the junior general, and the fourth-level elite is almost the same as the middle-level general.

As for the strength of the junior martial saint, it is probably on par with the fourth-level overseer.

The strength of the steel-maned orcs can easily be judged by the color of their hair, the average warrior's hair is mainly gray and brown, and a small amount is yellow; When cultivating to reach the elite, the hair will turn silver; Overseers are blood-red; The strongest overlord is black, so the steel-maned orcs have always admired black and respected black.

The stronger the strength, the darker the color of the hair, the larger the size, and the same change in armor.

Of course, judging strength by hair is not 100% correct, sometimes there are exceptions, and another way is to look at the pupils of steel-maned orcs, their pupil color corresponds to strength, and there are faint circles outside the pupils, one circle represents the first level, and there will be four circles at most.

There is an Overseer in the group of steel-maned orcs in front of him, who is huge, with a height of more than two meters and six, like a moving hill, his armor and hair are blood-red, the color is not dark, and there are two faint circles outside the scarlet pupils, which means that he is a second-level Overseer, and his strength is equivalent to that of a high-ranking general of the Federation!

In addition, there are four silver-haired elites, one level four, two level two, and the weakest one is level one. The remaining warriors are all above level three, with the majority being level three, and there are seven level four warriors!

And the number of steel-maned orcs is half as many as humans, nearly thirty.

But not a single human retreat, facing the feud of the Federation, even the mercenaries and explorers of the Outer Law Lands, have the courage to defend the honor of the human race on Earth!

What's more, although the number of human beings on his side is small, the overall strength is stronger, there are two high-level generals alone, and there is also a second-level warlock, and the combat power is absolutely superior, and no one will be afraid.

When the enemies saw each other, their eyes were red.

There is no communication, no abuse, and no nonsense, just one word: kill!

"Brothers, kill these furry beasts!" The mercenaries also shouted in unison.

The distance between the two sides quickly narrowed, less than two hundred meters, the steel-maned orcs in the charge raised their ion blast guns one after another and aimed at them, Qi Ying, as a warlock, took the lead in making a move, raised his hands, and shouted: "Get up!" ”

A large amount of cold air emerged from the air, and in an instant, it condensed into a transparent ice wall more than two meters high in front of everyone.

Bang bang bang......

Dozens of energy beams hit the ice wall, and the ice chips flew sideways, and the cold air was rushing, and the ice wall only lasted for three seconds before it turned into pieces and fell.

But that was enough, and the laser rays burst the guns in the hands of the steel-maned orcs, injuring more than a dozen steel-maned orcs, causing their charge to stagnate, and their momentum weakened by more than half, and they screamed in pain. However, instead of causing the steel-maned orcs to retreat, the injury enraged them, and they threw away their guns and took down the melee weapons behind them.

The steel-maned orcs are accustomed to heavy weapons, most of which are giant axes, sledgehammers, halberds, maces, and occasionally swords are also two-handed swords and giant war knives, with rough shapes, tough textures, and not too much scientific and technological content, which is very different from the weapon design style of the Federation.

"Oh Ghata!"

There was another roar, and all the steel-maned orcs entered a state of madness, their eyes showed a fierce light, and their bodies swelled in a circle.

"Kill!"

Zhuang Xiaolin was the first to rush out, and everyone followed him, also charging down from the hillside.

"Kill......"

The two sides collided violently, and the sound of tooth-aching collision and bone cracking spread, and in just an instant, two humans and three steel-maned orcs fell.

A fierce battle began on the low hillside.

Zhuang Xiaolin brandished his war knife and fought with the strongest second-level overseer, the two of them were of equal strength, the sword aura was vertical and horizontal, and the force was overflowing, and whether it was humans or orcs around, they were far away and did not dare to approach. Schroeder faced the fourth-level elite, Qi Ying fought against two second-level elites at the same time, and the last first-level elite was Raven's opponent.

All of a sudden, the roars and screams were endless.

Xin Lin held the cicada wing sword, he picked a fourth-level warrior as an opponent, this steel-maned orc has the most common gray hair, is more than two meters tall, the armor on his body is heavy and thick, and he holds a giant hammer in both hands, the hammer head has sharp spikes, at least hundreds of kilograms, but its charging speed is not slow at all, and its heavy steps leave a series of footprints behind it.

Its eyes were full of bloodthirsty cruelty, and it cried out, "Die, hairless monkey!" ”

Xin Lin could understand the Steelmane Beast Language, which was a contemptuous term for humans, just as humans refer to each other as motley beasts.

There was not a trace of fluctuation in his heart, telepathy enveloped his whole body, reflecting everything within a radius of fifteen meters into his mind, the steel-maned orc man seemed to be rough, but his martial arts skills were not weak, he swung a giant hammer and smashed it on his head, it grasped the timing extremely skillfully, it can be described as fast and ruthless, and other high-level warriors may have to hate this hammer on the spot.

Rumble!

The giant hammer smashed into the air, smashing the ground of the hillside into a hole more than a meter deep, and the steel-maned orc was surprised, it thought that this hammer was nine out of ten, but it did not expect to be dodged. Before it could retract the giant hammer, out of the corner of its eye, it caught a glimpse of an armored figure approaching, and four sword lights slashed its head and face, it subconsciously waved its arm to block it, but it was a beat slower, and the sword light merged into one and flashed between its neck.

The armor of the steel-maned orc is not put on, but connected with the musculoskeletal through biotechnology, which is equivalent to growing on the body, and the gap between the armor is less than half a millimeter, which is tightly sealed, it can only be said to be a weakness that is not a weakness, and it is almost impossible to be used in battle, but in Xin Lian's eyes, this gap is the death hole of the steel-maned orc.

With a pop, the sharp blade sliced through the gap in the armor, slicing the steel-maned orc's neck, and its head tilted, and its massive body fell with a bang, splashing a cloud of dust.

With just one sword, Xin Lin killed this fourth-level warrior!

"The first."

This is the first steel-maned orc killed by Xin Lone, and it is of great significance to every human on Earth. However, he didn't take another look at the corpse of the steelmaned orc, and continued to charge towards the next enemy.

This enemy is a third-level warrior, the speed is even slower, and the battle axe in his hand has just been raised before it has time to attack, Xin Lin swept past it like a gust of wind, and the sword light flashed, cutting into the gap, and instantly taking its life.

It wasn't until Xin Lin fought the third steel-maned orc that its body fell.

The sound of killing on the hillside shook the sky, and the brave men of the two races were fighting hard, and if anyone looked closely, they would find that there was a ghostly killer in the melee, wearing blue and white standard armor, and a thin long sword in his hand.

Xin Lonely was like a phantom, he didn't mix with the battles between those strong men, he specially picked the third-level and fourth-level warriors to attack, and in just one minute, six steel-maned orcs died under his sword, as easily as chopping melons and vegetables.

Gradually, the scales of victory tipped in favor of humanity.

On the edge of the battlefield, Wei Lin was fighting fiercely with a third-level warrior, she was injured in her right hand half a month ago and lost three fingers, and could only use her left hand to hold a knife to meet the enemy, her strength was only fifty percent of what she used to be, and she was killed by this steel-maned orc who used a giant sword and was sweating all over, struggling to support, and her left arm was almost unconscious.

Suddenly, with a loud bang, her war knife came out of her hand, and she finally couldn't hold on to being picked off.

The steel-maned orc laughed cruelly, the giant sword slashed back, slashing from his waist, Wei Lin tried his best to retreat but was tripped over a stone under his feet, and suddenly despaired.

"It's over."

Before the thought fell, the steel-maned orc in front of him suddenly shook his whole body, and the giant sword fell to the ground, and the tip of the sword protruded from its throat, crushing its neck. Its eyes were full of unwillingness, and it didn't understand how it died until it died, its eyes were staring at the boss, and it didn't blink to death.

The orc corpse fell, revealing an armored human figure behind it.

Wei Lin was shocked, and when she saw this figure, she couldn't help but exclaim in surprise: "Hongyi! You saved me again! ”

Xin Lin nodded slightly, he didn't come over to save Wei Lin on purpose, but just happened to pass by, this steel-maned orc turned his back to him again, he was sorry for himself if he didn't kill it!

"The seventh."

Xin Xiao silently counted in his heart, this was the seventh steel-maned orc he had killed.

He spread out his telepathy and swept across the hillside, and found that the humans had gained the upper hand, and the number of steel-maned orcs had drastically decreased, only fifteen remained, and those few elites and overseers had been suppressed by the human powerhouses, and the weakest first-level elite had been slashed by Raven,