Ye Zifeng had a very bad premonition in his heart, he felt that the darkness was accompanying him, and if he was not careful, he would be devoured and there was not even a slag left. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Sweat slowly flowed down his sideburns, and the hand holding the long sword was constantly oozing sweat droplets, and the tension and anxiety in his heart were mixed together, making Ye Zifeng's whole person nervous now, and the senses of his whole body were opened to the greatest extent, and every inch of skin was constantly feeling the slightest bit of his surroundings.

Not far away, the orcs patrolled cautiously in the camp, a corpse of the orcs was neatly arranged on the bank of the river, and the feathered arrows inserted in the corpses clearly showed that these dead orcs were killed by the soldiers with longbows and crossbows in the last sneak attack, an orc who looked relatively decently dressed and looked much cleaner was shouting and directing the orc soldiers under his head to clean up the camp that had been sneak attacked, although it was said to be a cleanup, it was just to move the corpses around the camp, No disinfectant was sprayed, and no pits were dug to bury the bodies.

Ye Zifeng frowned and stared at the tower in the center of the camp tightly, the first thing the orcs did after coming here was to cover the dragon sculpture with a broken canvas, but the strong sense of summoning still did not disappear, the canvas was tattered, and the situation inside could be seen through the hole in the canvas, the blood-red sculpture seemed to be stained with blood, exuding endless majesty and eternal unknown.

"My king, do you want to act?" The hundred people beside him stared nervously at the situation in the camp, tiptoed to Ye Zifeng's side, and asked in a low voice.

"Can you estimate how many orcs there are in this camp?" Ye Zifeng raised his left hand and pointed at the orc camp, "The dead don't count." ”

"There are about five hundred or so, Zhou has no sentry, and all the orcs are concentrated in the open field in the center of the camp." The Centennial said a little nervously, "It's good for us to have a salvo first, and then to have hand-to-hand combat." ”

"But I care about that orc in leather armor, it doesn't look like it's low-level." Ye Zifeng pointed to the one who was directing the orc soldiers to work at a high place, "It looks like some strength." ”

"My king is at ease." The hundred people saw Ye Zifeng's worries, "That's just an orc with a slight intelligence, similar to a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child, and the most relied on brute force when fighting, although it is said to be flexible, but there is no skill in fighting." It's tricky, but I'm pretty sure I'll kill him. ”

"Hmm." Ye Zifeng nodded, "Order, launch an attack in ten minutes, and conduct hand-to-hand combat after a salvo, pay attention to the switching and cooperation between groups, I don't want anyone to be killed or injured." ”

"Yes, my king." The hundred people nodded and quietly retreated, while Ye Zifeng took off the crossbow on his waist, wound his feather arrows, and prepared to launch.

The cirrus clouds in the sky covered the original blue sky, and the miserable white sunlight had become extremely dim after shining into the forest after it was blocked by the trees, but such a gloomy atmosphere happened to bring Ye Zifeng an excellent hidden environment, under such a dim light, coupled with this dark green cloak, with the eyes and IQ of the orcs, they would not have noticed that there were human soldiers lurking in the woods and preparing to attack.

The soldiers appeared from behind the thick trunks one after another, holding longbows or crossbows, long and short feathered arrows were wound, the tense atmosphere continued to escalate, all the soldiers gasped, their hearts beat one hundred and two per minute, adrenaline was like sweat like crazy secretion, everyone's energy was extremely concentrated, everyone's fighting spirit was extremely high.

As long as Ye Zifeng gave an order, the hundred people in the woods would launch a hundred feathered arrows to pierce the orcs in the clearing into hedgehogs. The creaking sound of the bowstring tightening sounded softly, and Ye Zifeng was expressionless, trying to calm the rapid heartbeat, judging the wind direction and speed through his body senses. After everything was ready, Ye Zifeng raised the crossbow in his hand, the standard standing shooting posture, and the arrow on the string pointed directly at the orc leader in leather armor.

"Prepare to shoot the arrows! Get ready to shoot your arrows! The herald wandered among the soldiers, because they were to be divided into different positions, so the number one hundred soldiers were a little too scattered, but everyone still received the order in time, raised the full bow that clucked in his hand, raised the arrow slightly, and gradually pointed to a famous orc soldier in the clearing not far away.

Probably a little vigilant, the orc leader standing on the high place stopped shouting loudly, and looked into the woods with a hideous face, but naturally he didn't see anything, and the hidden color of the woods hid Ye Zifeng very well. Without the leader's command, the busy orcs paused slightly, and all the orcs slowed down and turned to look at the leader standing on the high place, as if waiting for the leader to give new instructions.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and the fighter plane is gone in a flash, and the shrewd general will not miss any of the best opportunities to defeat the enemy.

"Shoot the arrows!" Ye Zifeng shouted loudly, and at the same time pulled the trigger of the crossbow, the bowstring made of steel wire was sharply straightened, and the short feather arrow on the string turned into a silver streamer and flew straight towards the orc leader at subsonic speed. Ye Zifeng's shout echoed in the woods, flocks of crows flew up, and the terrible cry and the sound of wings flapping mixed together to make a great noise, which had already suppressed the humming sound produced by the soldiers when they let go of the bowstring in their hands, and the hundreds of feathered arrows silently cut through the air, and the sharp arrows glowed coldly silver in the white sunlight.

Unsurprisingly, the feathered arrows hit their target, the piercing sound of the sharp arrows tearing through unprotected flesh mixed with the sound of the misaligned feathered arrows landing on the wooden frame. The arrow shot by Ye Zifeng was extremely accurate, almost hitting the temple of the orc leader, but no one knew what happened at the moment when the sharp was about to tear the skin tissue, the feather arrow seemed to pass through, and the orc leader didn't seem to move, but he cleverly dodged Ye Zifeng's inevitable arrow.

- Damn!

Ye Zifeng shouted in his heart, but inaccuracy happens to everyone, even if you are a marksman, you can't guarantee that the next shot will hit the target.

There was no time to hesitate, no time to think too much, Ye Zifeng got up, and by the way, he pulled out the long sword inserted in the ground, and the leather boots under his feet overturned the soft soil, Ye Zifeng stared at the orc leader who had already put the sword with his eyes, and did not shout, but just ran towards the orc leader quickly, the right arm of the long sword he held was already accumulating, ready to strike a fatal blow after approaching the orc leader.

The orcs in the camp roared wildly and picked up the weapons on the ground and ran towards the human soldiers who rushed out of the woods, but the soldiers who took the lead in receiving the enemy had all the two-and-a-half-meter long spears in their hands, and before the saber in the orc's hand looked at the soldier, the tip of the spear had already been brought here by the spear to penetrate the orc, and black dirty blood spurted out of the mouth of the stabbed orc, and the smelly blood sprayed on the soldier's body. No one paid any attention to the filth, but pulled the spear out of the orc, kicked the dead orc's corpse to the ground, and continued to search for the next target to be impaled by the spear. The soldiers with the long sword in their hands are slightly nervous in the face of the attack of the orcs, the long sword in their hands is only one meter long, and the face-to-face battle with the orcs is inevitably a little nervous, but after all, the soldiers have received professional combat training, coupled with the sense of crisis and self-preservation at this time, the soldiers can be like swordsmanship masters, slightly stiff swing the long sword in their hands, block, dodge, slash, every action is as perfect as possible, a famous orc soldier came under the sharp blade.

The swords were staggered, and the sword that Ye Zifeng swung with all his might was easily slid away by the short sword in the orc's hand, and a series of sparks burst out when the blades of the two swords intertwined. When he staggered by, Ye Zifeng couldn't help but wonder where this BUG class came from, so powerful.

However, the consideration of his own safety was still full of thoughts at the moment when this absurd thought arose, and he immediately turned around, rotated the long sword in his hand, and slashed horizontally at the chest of the orc leader, and gathered strength when he turned around and rotated, plus the sharpness of the sword, it was enough to pass through after cutting the ribs of the orc, but the orc did not raise his sword to attack, but put the short sword on his chest, and caught the sword hard. After the collision of two swords of different qualities, there will be a gap in the blade of the naturally inferior side, but after this impact, the seemingly worn long sword in the orc leader's hand is not damaged in the slightest, and the sparks that burst out are still bright, as if to remove the mist in the forest in the early morning and the impermeable cirrus clouds overhead.

The long sword in his hand was bounced back, Ye Zifeng had to reluctantly withdraw his hand, there would inevitably be flaws in such a pursuit, and in the hand-to-hand white-knuckle battle, Ye Zifeng did not have enough confidence to defeat the opponent. At this moment, another long sword slashed at the back of the orc leader, and the silver arc with a slight sound of breaking through the air, like a beautiful fan with poison, beautiful and deadly.

However, the orc leader seemed to have discovered in advance that someone would be attacking behind him, so he immediately took a big step forward, and at the same time turned around and slashed, and from sitting down, he thought that the short sword on the upper right collided with the long sword in the air, and the two swords of comparable quality made a loud bang, accompanied by bursts of sparks bouncing off each other.

The hundred people gasped slightly, he used all his strength for the blow just now, and naturally he would not feel good after being bounced away, the tiger's mouth in the deerskin gloves was like a crack, and his entire right arm was also shocked and numb.

"My king, this guy is very strong, be careful." In such a situation, the hundred-person leader still did not forget to remind Ye Zifeng behind the orc. Ye Zifeng nodded, clenched the long sword in his hand with his right hand, and flew forward.

The long sword and the short sword are intertwined with each other, flying in the air like a butterfly, the orange sparks keep bursting out, the sound of the blades colliding keeps ringing, Ye Zifeng and the hundred people can't help the orc leader, it is like a sword master, a weapon shaped like a Roman short sword is like a god in his hand, every time he swings the long sword that either forces back Ye Zifeng or the hundred people are long or blocks the two people swinging towards it.

The battle entered a stalemate, the orc leader of the two was not in a rut, and the orc leader also took Ye Zifeng and a hundred people to be in a rut, but the longer the time dragged on, it would be no good for humans, with the advantage of numbers, the orcs had already begun to cause casualties to human soldiers, and some soldiers had just used their long swords to cut down an orc, and they were immediately pierced by the saber in the hand of an orc behind them, taking advantage of the soldier's sudden pain and inability to fight back, he immediately opened his big mouth, and his powerful jaw easily bit off the soldier's neck.

Some of the orcs who could use short bows began to pick up their bows and arrows to shoot at the soldiers, and the rusty arrows were hung and fired indiscriminately in the open space in the melee, and both the soldiers and the orcs suffered casualties under this round of blind fire.

Glancing at the battlefield behind him out of the corner of his eye, Ye Zifeng was not only anxious in his heart, he couldn't delay any longer, if these orcs didn't solve it quickly, it would be even more difficult for the orcs who came to support him later, and he might even not be able to retreat with his whole body.

Looking at the orc leader not far in front of him, although there were a few more wounds on his body, this did not make him much weaker, but looked more hideous, the stretched nostrils kept spraying white mist, and the angry eyes were exuding a signal of danger.

It's not a way to always be in such a stalemate, and it will be very difficult to do things after not solving the troubles in front of him in leather armor as soon as possible, and if he drags them until the orc reinforcements arrive, his own situation will become precarious.

"100 people long!" Ye Zifeng shouted loudly to the hundred people around him, "The two of them attacking from both sides at the same time should have an effect." You're left, I'm right! ”

"Yes! My King! The hundred people responded loudly. Then the two of them first calculated as before, almost at the same time, the two long swords slashed left and right, and the left and right ribs of the orc leader were aimed at the same time.

Obviously, the attack in front of him has exceeded the technical limit that the orc leader can withstand, and a short sword in his hand can not resist the attack of two long swords at the same time, and once he retreats, his own posture will be dispersed, so the intelligence of the orc leader can still be figured out.

He could only resist this blow hard, and after briefly weighing the pain of the two sides of the attack and slashing at himself, the orc leader had a decision in his heart. Slightly sideways, the short sword in his hand took a defensive posture, to this top under his right ribs, looking at the gorgeous long sword in Ye Zifeng's hand, there was even a hollow pattern on the position of the gauntlet, so there was an idea in his heart that "such a beautiful long sword must be vulnerable, and it can even be broken after hitting me", so it is naturally not surprising to take such an action, the mental intelligence is only equivalent to a fifteen or sixteen-year-old human youth, Although it is said that outside the Allah Pass, it has built a body of resistance to blows, but it is still not seen too much on the market, and the long sword in Ye Zifeng's hand is sharp enough to hack it to death ten thousand times without curling the blade.

"Roar!" The orc leader let out a loud roar from his mouth, as if he was cheering for the impending blade slash.

The sword light and sword shadow flashed, sparks and blood burst out at the same time, as if it was a scene of metal and flesh reflecting each other, the orc leader used the short sword in his hand to successfully pick off the long sword of a hundred people slashing towards it, but there was no doubt that his left side was hit by the gorgeous long sword in Ye Zifeng's hand, the sharp blade trembled while cutting an inch of skin, and the sound of the flesh being torn apart was like a bloodthirsty maniac slashing his opponent to the ground with the long knife in his hand.

The orc leader froze at this moment, the angry expression on his face also froze at this moment, and the right hand that held the hilt of the short sword kept trembling, no, it should be said that its whole body was trembling, and the black blood flowed drop by drop along the cracks of the worn shawl to the ground, and the physical strength of the orc leader was also lost with the continuous flow of blood, and the battle had already been divided into winners and losers, even if it was the orc leader at this time, it was impossible for Tianwei to turn defeat into victory at this time. There was a trace of dead silence in his round eyes, and his gray-white pupils were full of incomprehension and fear, looking at the heaving chest of the hundred people and the slightly tired vigilance on his face, the orc leader finally realized that he had failed, and after killing countless humans with this sword, he finally failed, but before he died, he didn't understand who he was killed, if he knew that he died under the sword of the human emperor, would he feel so relieved? The answer was unknown, and the gloomy eyes of the orc leader signaled the end of its life.

Ye Zifeng's sword was cut very accurately, cutting in from the bottom rib, and when it was caught by the internal organs and surface muscles, half of the liver of the orc leader had already been chopped. The body of the orcs is similar to that of humans, and the biologists in the Imperial Academy of Sciences have dissected the relatively well-preserved orc bodies brought back from the battlefield and come to this conclusion. Ye Zifeng naturally knew this, and he also saw this point and used it, maybe the leader of the hundred people also knew that if the orc leader blocked Ye Zifeng's sword, the blade close to the liver of the orc head was the one in the hand of the hundred people.

There was no movement in the throat after a few gurgling sounds, the right hand of the orc leader holding the short sword was released, and the muscles of the hand of the orc leader who had lost his breath of life naturally relaxed, and with a bang, the short sword was inserted into the soil, and the body of the orc leader fell to the ground softly like a marionette off the line, without the pull of the muscles, the joints of the orc leader had been dislocated, and he fell to the ground in an unnatural position.

The battlefield did not become one-sided for the victory on this side, although the orcs will not cooperate with each other, but such a single fight can maintain the maximum combat effectiveness after the death of the leader, the orcs did not have their own leader was killed by two humans and panicked, but on the battlefield of this metal collision, the heart torn flesh and the desire for blood burned like gasoline with fire, the orcs were all red-eyed, as long as they saw the green figure, indiscriminately, Although most of the final results are pierced by the long sword and spear in the right hand of the human soldier, but in some cases, the orc will throw the human soldier to the ground, and without any weapon, he will open his bloody mouth and go to the neck of the human soldier, and after solving the orc leader, not only did he not solve the trouble in front of him, but he recognized the current situation on his side, and the enemy five times his own size was frantically slaughtering the human soldiers, The human soldier also kept waving the weapon in his hand in the trend of fear and survival instinct, the blade of the sword paused, picked up another one from the ground and swung it, the shaft of the gun was broken, he pulled out the crossbow on his waist and aimed at the nearest orc and pulled the trigger. The chaos on the battlefield has exceeded Ye Zifeng's imagination, but this is not surprising, even if Ye Zifeng is a tactical genius, he has not experienced such a scene of white-knives confrontation. To be honest, Ye Zifeng was a little frightened at this time, but in order to survive, he used the sword in his hand to kill all the orcs who wanted to kill him.

(To be continued)