Not to mention how spectacular the undead of the Ghost Legion and the thousands of cavalry of the Luohan Kingdom were, the defense line of Baicheng where Hu Bin was located was facing a collapse.

Kicking away the dead enemy in front of him, Hu Bin crossed the blade to block the half-orc who attacked from the other side, and the left hand wrapped around the chain was not idle, and gave the orc soldier a hard punch, the red-hot chain could not do any harm to the master, but left a scorching mark on the half-orc's face.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of the other party subconsciously covering his face, Hu Bin withdrew the holy sword that was blocked, and stabbed the blade into the chest of the half-orc with a straight stab, and then twisted hard, dragging the enemy in front of him to block other attacks.

At some point, Hu Bin's side could no longer see the Gondor soldiers wearing standard armor, but he still insisted there despite being attacked on all sides, leaving behind one enemy corpse after another.

The enemy had no intention of bypassing their own corpses, and the sword of a half-orc elite pierced the corpse of his companion in front of him, trying to touch Hu Bin's chest, but was stuck by the armor on Hu Bin's body. Hu Bin forcefully pushed away his own body as a shield and used it to knock away the enemies in front of him, but it was only a momentary delay that his back and shoulders were slashed twice by other enemies.

Once again, the magic poured into the chains, and the flaming flaming whip roared and swept away all enemies within four meters of it. Hu Bin heard his own violent and messy gasps, it was not the first time he had used this move to force the enemy back, but the breathing time he had bought for himself was getting less and less, and the orcs who had gradually adapted to this move quickly filled the gap left by the others. can always take advantage of Hu Bin's regain to leave some marks on his armor.

"Reed, retreat!" Hebrew, not far away, took time out of his busy schedule and shouted. Hu Bin looked back to see that the line of guards formed by the numbered ones and the Yongquan guards had been broken, and the survivors retreated to the last bastion, the Consulate.

Chaining the injured Ted on the ground, Hu Bin frantically brandished his holy sword to open the way for the two, and the sword qi that shot out made the surrounding orcs hesitate for a moment, and then rushed forward with a sharp edge.

"Damn it!" Hu Bin bit the tip of his tongue hard, and the severe pain lifted his spirit that was about to fall into a coma a little, and Ted was helping to take care of his back before, but since Ted fell. The situation on his side has taken a turn for the worse.

Although he has tried his best to restrain himself, the many enemies around him still force him to use his skills uninterruptedly, and the side effects of serious overdraft have seriously affected Hu Bin's various attributes, and various negative states have been layered on his body one by one. Health is still above the safe line due to the effects of potions and healing magic, but the bleeding effect is getting worse and worse to the point where life is at stake.

Fortunately, at this time, Okov led the Icyrian Rangers, a new force that had not been used by Hu Bin, and rushed out of the Consulate. They desperately rushed in the direction of Hu Bin, trying to meet Hu Bin to break out of the encirclement.

"Next!" Hu Bin threw Ted on the ground hard at Okov who hit the head, he couldn't care about the few rangers who fell on the way, although Okov rushed out without receiving his own order, but he did help himself, Hu Bin didn't want to end his journey in the Lord of the Rings world like this. Otherwise, the investment of nearly 20,000 gold coins would be wasted.

Okov caught Ted, and with the help of two rangers, dragged the seriously injured stupid big man into the door of the Hall, without Ted's containment, Hu Bin could finally be freed from his original position, and after solving the enemy in his way in a few clicks. Hu Bin, who joined up with the other rangers, fled back to the Consulate in embarrassment.

Several of the Fountain guards behind the palace slammed down the orcs outside the door, and the gate behind them slammed shut. A general of Gondor commanded the remnants of the surviving defeated generals to quickly block the gate with heavy objects. The sound of weapons slashing on the door instantly sounded like raindrops, and everyone knew that the orcs had broken through the defenses of those few spring guards, and a feeling of despair rose from the hearts of the others.

"It's over! We're done! Lord Dale covered the wound in her abdomen and muttered with a sluggish expression, the fierce battle made the defenders of the White City, who had just raised their morale because of the arrival of reinforcements, immediately beat back to their prototypes, and although she was not suitable for fighting, she was protected by others, but she was still not lightly injured. Hebrew had the heart to comfort his companion, but there was nothing to say at this moment, for the present situation was indeed as Dale had said, and there was no hope of victory.

Suddenly, Lord Dale's sloppy eyes gathered again, the two years of studying pharmacy have almost worn off her enthusiasm as a numberer, and the female lord who dared to fight and fought hard before has become a technical nerd, but at this moment, the original Dale has returned.

"Hehe, hey, hahaha!" Finally finding his old self, Lord Dale laughed like a madman. Everyone else looked at her in horror, thinking she was driven crazy by a huge death threat. However, in the eyes of the other numberers, Lord Dale's actions, although excusable, severely damaged the morale of the nearby aboriginal soldiers.

"The old lady fought with those beasts!" Just as the others were about to do something to stop her hysterical laughter, Lord Dale suddenly screamed, her expression suddenly becoming crazy and hideous. She reached into her neckline, and she kept taking potion materials and utensils out of the other-dimensional cleavage, and those valuable utensils and materials were scattered on the ground by her, and Lord Dale himself began to prepare potions on the spot.

"What are you refining?" Seeing that Lord Dale was a little emotional, but he was finally cheered up, Hebrew was a little upset about beating her before, so he came up and tried to talk to her.

"Poison, of course! I was researching the by-product of the potion, should I try it, the death row prisoner who tested the drug said that the finished product tasted good. Lord Dale smiled charmingly, and the Hebrews must have been very suitable for this smile if it were in normal times. But after hearing Dai'er's words, he immediately subconsciously took a few steps back.

"Hmm. The physique of the orcs is stronger than that of humans, and the concentration of toxins has to be increased a little, ten times more than enough. By the way, you don't have to apply these poisons to the weapon, just increase the volatility and make it into a gas bomb, the power of biological weapons is much stronger than the extraction of poison, the old lady is really a genius......" Daile put all kinds of ingredients into the ingredient cup. The exudate that had been squeezed out slowly melted into the sealing device, and the female lord whispered to herself when dispensing the medicine, and the people who heard it nearby began to break out in a cold sweat, looking at the liquid that was heating up in the sealing device and constantly changing color, they all subconsciously stayed away from there.

Although the means of dispensing the potion were complicated, it did not take much time, and the final product was packed into a transparent glass bottle. No one could have imagined it. In the end, the potion that Dale had high hopes for actually took on a beautiful rose red color when it was finished, and the crystal liquid in the glass bottle was like a work of art, which looked like a sweet taste, tempting people to drink it.

Lord Dale picked up the flask with a look of "gaochao" and walked slowly towards the gate.

"Hey, hey! Is there an antidote to that thing? The wolf lord limped in her way.

"Antidote. What is that thing, how can the poison refined by the old lady be dissolved! The female lord said proudly, scaring the group of numbered people, and immediately several people came up to cooperate with the wolf to press her to the ground, and carefully snatched the potion bottle from her hand.

was made such a farce by a few leading lords. The tension of the numberers had subsided considerably, and the frantic slamming of the orcs on the door could no longer stir their fears. It's a big deal to let that crazy woman Daile release her biological and chemical weapon ultimate, and she will die with them.

The natives did not react to what the numberers did, and the bioweapons were not even as threatening to them as a dagger if they didn't know what they were, but they were surprised that the numberers were shocked by a small bottle of potion, and that the mercenaries were indeed a bunch of weirdos.

"I knew it was going to happen!" Hu Bin looked at the farce over there and smiled bitterly, casually put a bubble spell on himself and Lorraine, he didn't want to die casually on his own people's methods, the madman who engaged in research was terrible, and the madwoman was the thing that the world feared.

The previous assault caused more than half of the Icyrian Ranger troops under Hu Bin's command to lose more than half of the battle, counting Okov, there were only 12 left, including Hu Bin himself, all the combat power was exhausted, and Lorraine, the only one who was not injured, spent all his magic power on saving the wounded, and it was unrealistic to let him fight with the orcs with bayonets. Even Hu Bin and his entourage looked like this, the situation of the other numberers and the aboriginal defenders can be imagined, they have neither supplies such as moon well water, nor the support of priests like Lorraine, they are already lucky to pick up a life in such a fierce melee, and the hole cards have long been used up.

"You bastards let me go!" Lord Dale struggled constantly, and the wolf who grabbed her wrist was not paying attention, causing the flask in her hand to fall. The quick-eyed Wolf Lord immediately reached out to grab it, only to be hit by another number who was also trying to catch the flask.

"Ding, purr, purr......" The hearts of all the numbered people jumped when the flask hit the ground, but the quality of the flask was obviously good, and it didn't break on the floor, but rolled on the ground, pointing straight to the door.

There was a violent bang, and the door of the Consulate was smashed into four petals and scattered. An ogre elite who was noticeably two circles larger than the other trolls strode in, and roared in a swagger when he saw everyone in the hall.

"Pica!" The sound of something shattering came from the trolls' feet, and for a moment all the numbered people in the hall froze.

"Run!" I don't know who shouted, and all the numbered ones ran as best they could into the depths of the Consulate.

"For the sake of ......" Boromir just wanted to lead people to rush up to fight, but the formation was directly scattered by many numbered people, and he himself was grabbed by Hu Bin and dragged backwards.

"Gandalf, blow the door with a strong wind, quick!" When Hu Bin escaped, he didn't forget to take Boromir with him, and reminded Gandalf by the way.

Gandalf was a little puzzled by what Hu Bin had said, but out of trust in him, Gandalf prepared a spell, even though his staff had been destroyed by the Witch King in the previous battle. But such a spell was completely staffless for him, who was already in a white robe.

As the incantation was chanted, a breeze blew through the closed hall. Soon the breeze grew stronger, whistling in the direction of the door.

"Retreat!" Hu Bin saw that Gandalf was going to continue to hold the spell and prepare to add the effect of the ** technique, so he immediately shouted at him, and put a bubble head spell on Gandalf.

When the spell came, Gandalf subconsciously made a gesture of resistance, and then he found out that it was a buff spell, and the effect of the bubble head spell reminded Gandalf of the poisonous alchemy laboratory of Saruman in Ozarkta, and the mercenaries' previous actions also confirmed his suspicions. No one needed to remind him now, and the white-robed old mage strode towards the interior of the Consulate at a speed unimaginable to ordinary people. Don't forget to use the spell impact to stop the orcs who rush through the door.

The defense line was finally established in the conference hall, and this was the fourth time Hu Bin had come to this place, but compared to the calmness of the previous times, the experience of coming here this time was not comfortable. The wolf was helplessly asking about the effect of Lord Del's poison and how it was spreading, while Borromir and the other Gondor generals were pulling at Hebrew to give him an explanation, and the numberers fled without warning, leaving them in a state of resentment, even though it had already happened. They did get here with the numberers, but they still had to ask why.

Confusion filled every corner of the conference hall, but everyone noticed the fact that the orcs hadn't caught up.

The wolf lord who had received the explanation from Lord Dale sat on the ground and did not come back to his senses, he just knew that the bottle of poison that he and the others had missed was actually a rare grade potion.

You must know that even the moon well water in Hu Bin's hand is only an elite-level alchemy material, and that Dai'er Lord actually spent less than five minutes refining a bottle of rare-grade alchemy potion on the spot in such a harsh environment. This is the level of high-level alchemists, and I have to say that crazy women can do anything.

On the Orc side, it was a different story, as their leader, Sawyer, rushed in after the Orc vanguard who had stormed the Consulate, only to be knocked to the ground by a Gandalf's spell blast and flying Orc soldiers. The nose suddenly asked about a fragrant smell.

Sawyer bet he'd never smelled anything more appealing to him in his life, and it reminded him of his carefree days at Issinger roasting poultry and eggs. In this way, Sawyer, who had replaced Fangs as the commander of the orcs, closed his glasses and immersed himself in his dreams forever.

“…… I've added Nether Flowers and Blood Mushrooms to it......" Dale tried to babble on about her plan for the potion, but was quickly interrupted by the wolf.

"Stop, you better just say what the potion has to do." The wolf regretted that he had asked Dai'er "what was in the potion", and the half-hung pharmacist in front of him gave him the medicine idiot a full four or five minutes of heavenly books, and he didn't understand half of the sentence, let alone understand the information he needed from it.

"Intense hallucination, rapid volatilization, both physical and psychic toxins, and a slight curse power. When the target is infected with the toxin, they will quickly fall into a psychedelic and then die of physical and brain failure, and that's it. By the way, although toxins are deposited in corpses, most of them still volatilize from corpses, which means that those who are poisoned are also very dangerous. Lord Dale gathered his thoughts a little and shared the information with the wolf, and to all the numberers who were interested in the conversation between them.

"This is the power of a rare-grade potion!" Hu Bin gasped, the orcs hadn't shown up for at least ten minutes, which meant that the orcs who rushed in were all dead.

"Can you ......" The wolf was about to say something, but was immediately interrupted by Lord Dale.

"Impossible, the rare-grade materials in my inventory have been used up, do you think the ingredients of the rare-grade potion are very cheap, this one-time success is already a great luck, I don't dare to configure it for the second time, think about the consequences if something goes wrong on the way to dispense, the old lady has not lived enough!" Dale said unceremoniously.

Fighting to this point, everyone knows that Dai'er can't hide anymore, the previous one was definitely an accident, holding unrealistic ideas can't save his life after all, and the army of orcs who rushed up after solving the poison needs to deal with it themselves.

With the consciousness of death, many numbered people honestly formed a dense array this time waiting for the arrival of the enemy, almost none of them have saved enough contribution to return to the initial space, and they don't want to find any secret passage to escape, rather than fleeing like a lost dog, after being tortured by the cruel failure punishment of the main quest, it is better to bet on their luck with their lives to see if they can survive until the arrival of reinforcements, maybe they can save enough contribution to return to the space halfway.

Hu Bin, who had nothing to do, and the personnel under his command unceremoniously hid behind, if it weren't for the 20,000 gold coins he felt sorry for before, he would have returned a long time ago. Staying behind him was Lord Dale, who had a good reason to hide here, and if it weren't for the delay of her potion for so long, there might not be more than half of the people left here right now.

Two minutes passed, and the numbered ones, who had been waiting with the Aboriginal warriors, tried to calm themselves. Five minutes passed, and the numberers were in a somewhat impetuous mood, and some of them impatiently shook their weapons in small areas in an attempt to distract themselves. Ten minutes passed, and most of the numberers began to move their stiff legs, muttering impatiently and muttering to the enemy's procrastination. Twenty minutes passed, and the numbered ones were finally sure that something must have happened to the enemy's side, but they couldn't relax, and no one could believe that a bottle of poison would hold these orcs back for so long.

Finally, the numbered person who couldn't hold his breath decided to go to the front to investigate, but it was really dangerous to rush to the vestibule of the Consulate without an antidote, but fortunately, with Gandalf, a white-robed wizard, a wizard's eye could find out the situation ahead.

"I want to say, we're safe for now!" Gandalf's expression was a little strange, but his words relieved many of the tense people, many of the soldiers collapsed directly on the ground, clutching their chests and gasping for breath, while the numbered ones thought that Gandalf was leaning in, they were too curious about what was going on with the enemy. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to m.qidian to read. )9