The fires on the city walls were one after another, and the sound of cannon fire shook the sky, shaking the orc camp several miles away. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Unfortunately, the next moment, the high-temperature gas and debris formed by the powerful explosion exploded in the orc camp.

As soon as the cannon passed, a large crater appeared in the place where the orcs gathered, whether you were a frost wolf or Komodo, all of them fell into mud and dust, turned into uncontrollable sand in a handful of cremation, and raised it in the air waves.

After the first round of shelling, Gareth's team stared at the potholed orc camp in the distance from the walls, in disbelief.

Only the elite dogheads of the reconnaissance team scolded in their hearts at the same time: "Damn! This artillery is a great credit. ”

The blast wave of the explosion that is no different from the city of Canberland, the shrapnel that is also flying everywhere, the countless lives that have been harvested wildly, round after round of flesh and blood! Only the choking smell of sulfur and saltpeter after the explosion of black powder reminded the remaining orcs that this was another disaster.

The orc routs, who had been almost numb, were finally completely numb at this moment. For the second time in his life, the leader of the Cantona League entered the rhythm of being dragged by the guards.

Cantona didn't grieve at the Komodo War Behemoth this time, and his flexibility was much better. Unfortunately, before he could start running, he felt a hot wave of air coming from behind, pushing him and the guards protecting him forward and throwing him to the ground, his solid body covered with sharp shrapnel.

His sharp instincts, honed over the battlefield, helped him, and instead of moaning at his bleeding wounds and looking back like most orc soldiers, he quickly got up and staggered into a large crater without a master.

At the same time, more shells continued to fall on the orc army's camp, and the scorching shock wave swept through the orc soldiers' bodies, leveling the fences and tents, leaving only a pile of roasted corpses and bleeding crippled soldiers.

The numb expressions of the surviving orcs finally fluctuated, but unfortunately it turned in a worse direction.

As the screams of the shrapnel-wounded orcs grew louder and thicker, the remaining surviving orc soldiers were no longer restrained by the tribal priests, and only fled in all directions while holding their heads and wailing.

"Ahh I want to go home! I want Mom! ”

One, there is one, and there are more and more orcs who come home to find their mother.

Running wildly, squeezing, trampling, without military discipline and without restraint, it is a pity that this is not the miserable appearance of the inhabitants of the city after the orcs enter the city, but only the chaotic effect caused by a volley of cannonballs from the kobold tribe.

Sean was right, if he had these orcs and could climb the city wall, thousands of kobolds would not be able to beat the orcs carrying stones, even if they held Sera Jiong.

It's a pity that there are no ifs.

When Unil's wolf cavalry dragged Cantona away from the battlefield, Cantona, who was still on the back of the frostwolf, heard the phrase again: "Cantona! This is not war, this is slaughter! Retreat! ”

Bugs Zhong, who personally supervised the battle at the head of the city, didn't expect the effect to be so good, and the more cool things like beating the water dogs, the better: "All the artillery preparations, one more round!" ”

As Gareth blew the horn again, the sound of artillery fire sounded again, and the orc tribe, which was already in chaos, became even more square.

Unfortunately, even if they broke through the camp and fled in all directions, they were still several kilometers away from escaping.

Because the shells from ten kilometers away are still falling wildly, and the blazing shock wave that is enough to shatter the body and burn the bones and blood explodes from time to time in the collection of people!

Scorched earth, gravel, ash and stumps formed the main theme in the cannon sound, setting off one bloody storm after another.

Just set up a camp, the city of the kobold is clearly still more than ten kilometers away, and the remaining tens of thousands of troops have been destroyed in the blood and fire in the sky......

This battle can be described as the biggest crisis of the orc tribe in thousands of years.

"Prophets, my brothers, are they really just a bunch of kobolds who believe in false gods?" The spirits of the past are gone, and Cantona has begun to doubt life.

Unil didn't expect that in just a few months, the power of the kobold tribe would be turned upside down. The orc tribe's proud air units (Bat Rider and Wyvern Knight) are nothing more than crispy, siege units (Komodo War Behemoths) are living targets, and muscular orc warriors have become the most useless cannon fodder - cannon fodder, real cannon fodder, ashes under cannon fire.

"Cantona, the form of war has changed." Yunir shook his head and said, "The knights and monsters we are proud of are no longer useful, and the weapons in their hands have surpassed the strength of individuals, and they are the killing weapons that destroy cities and destroy countries. ”

"Unil, what are we going to do?" Cantona's eyes were filled with desperation.

"The kobold tribe's weapons may seem the same as those of Canberland, but they are very different." Unil sniffed the air and said, "Their tribe, there is no trace of magic. ”

"Can you be so powerful without magic?" Cantona did not forget that it was the orcs of the steppe race and the elves of the forest race who had the advantage in the war of survival, and it was precisely because the powerful magicians in the humans of the main continent sprung up one after another, and finally had to leave their homeland and come to the subcontinent where magic was thin.

After dozens of hundreds of years of perennial famine, the orc tribe finally had a grazing land by relying on the grass seed gift of the elven druids, and after hundreds of years of development, relying on the abundant grassland resources, the vitality of the orc tribe finally recovered.

Just when these orcs thought they could recreate the glory of the orc alliance back then, they suddenly found that human magic had long since developed to the point where it was impossible to see.

But what they couldn't see through was the kobold tribe who thought they were fish belly!

"What power does the kobold tribe have? Is it from the farming god? Cantona finally began to look at the kobold and almost guessed the truth.

"Perhaps, we should consider another possibility." Yunir looked in the direction of the kobold city, "The kobolds, who are also considered to be the indigenous tribes of the subcontinent, will inevitably be against the group of outsiders by the sea. ”

"You mean, let's huddle in the prairie and let their dogs eat dogs?" It only took a moment of thought for Cantona to know that his prophet's idea was to make him a shrunken turtle.

"Or else?" Unir looked at the kobold city wall from afar, as if imagining what the kobold tribe would look like in the future, "The most important thing for the orc tribe to think about at the moment is how to survive. ”

Cantona glanced from afar, and saw that the gates of the kobold tribe had been opened, and the kobold artificial troops and centaur troops began to clean up the battlefield, and for a moment it seemed to be dozens of years old, and sighed: "Let's go back." ”