At the beginning of the blood moon, the inside of Rog's camp was like a sophisticated and cumbersome machine, but the moment it was plugged in, the internal structure instantly became operational, bursting with unimaginable efficiency.

Thousands of Rog guards and mercenaries under Kara immediately took action, and then laid out a line of defense outside Rog's camp. The adventurers gathered in the camp also noticed this anomaly, and then quickly gathered at the edge of the camp under the notice of Zaikasha.

When the blood-colored halo on the moon overhead became more and more conspicuous, the originally calm ground suddenly trembled, the gravel under his feet jumped frequently, and the air was filled with a bloody breath, as if a bloodthirsty monster was walking towards the camp in the distance.

Outside the Rog camp, the Rog guards and mercenaries laid the first line of defense with bows and arrows, while the adventurers gathered behind them to form a second line of defense...... When the demon rushed in front of him, the archers in front of him first greeted him with a rain of arrows, and then quickly retreated, with the adventurers in the way...... What follows is a hand-to-hand death battle with bayonets!

It's a simple, crude, but common sense strategy!

After all, although there is a tactical arrangement in this world, it is not as detailed as the ancient Chinese research, and the two sides are fighting in a position, and then the characteristics of different classes complement each other to fight. Besides, tactical arrangements can mainly play a crucial role in cold weapon warfare, but the next war is not just cold weapons!

This is a contest of absolute strength, mixed with no cleverness or complicated plans, and can only be achieved with human life, strength, fearless courage and determination to die!

Under the moonlight, the perimeter of Rog's camp was already densely packed with adventurers and members of the Rogge Guard, and behind them was Rog's camp!

Countless residents were now in the camp anxiously awaiting the outcome, perhaps a glorious victory, or a miserable death.

Under the moonlight, a row of black figures appeared on the horizon in the distance, they were tall and strong, approaching 4 meters, covered with black hair covering their muscles, and their strong and slender arms hung down at their knees, looking like a gorilla.

"It's a giant beast!" Richard, who was standing at the front of the adventurer's camp, looked at the monster that appeared, his face froze, and he said in a low voice. The black beasts lined up in what looked like a black wall, walking slowly with a sense of oppression.

Kasha, who had changed into armor, stood next to Richard, pulled out the scimitar at his waist, pointed at the front of the battle, and shouted, "Fight to the death! ”

"Fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!"

The demon armies on the skyline were getting closer and closer, they weren't fast, and they didn't have any formations, just entrenched in different types.

The blood-colored moon halo on the full moon overhead became more and more obvious, setting off the entire moon a blood-red color.

Suddenly, a roar came out of the mouth of the huge beast standing at the forefront of the demon army, like a war drum beating on the ancient battlefield, and the originally quiet demon army became restless for a moment, and then accelerated its speed and rushed over.

"Steady!" Kashya stood in the crowd, his eyes as sharp as eagles, and yelled at the faintly tumultuous battle line. "When they are within range, the Rog Guards will shoot at the order!"

There was a calm calmness and fearless courage in Kashya's voice, which quickly silenced the crowd, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the demons rushing from the skyline like a tide in front of them.

500 m ...... 400 m ...... 300 m ......

The demon army was getting closer and closer, and the invisible tension was like a big hand grasping everyone's hearts. The smell of filthy beasts and rotting zombies pierced the nostrils from a long distance, but fortunately these adventurers were battle-hardened, and although they were shocked by the sheer number of people gathered in front of them, there was no sign of bombing the camp.

On the contrary, there are quite a few people who are obsessed with the war and are already gearing up to do a big fight.

"Shoot!" Kasha gave a sudden order, and the Rog guards at the front of the camp released their fingers that were tightening their bowstrings almost simultaneously, and one after another pitch-black arrows flew into the air, overwhelming one piece and covering all the blood moon.

A rain of arrows fell, avoiding the giant beast at the front, aiming for the Fallen Demons, zombies, skeletons, and so on...... Although dead Fallen Demons can be resurrected by Fallen Demon Wizards, it takes a certain amount of time, and the magic power of Fallen Demon Wizards is not endless, so this round of arrow rain can still consume a certain amount of their strength. On the other hand, if they shot the huge beasts, with their nearly 4 meters height and exaggerated muscles, it would be difficult to bring further results other than to provoke them.

"The Rog guards retreat to the rear of the formation, and the adventurers draw their swords to meet the enemy!" Kashya did not hesitate and ordered again.

The crowd quickly parted into two gaps, and the Rog guards did not hesitate, quickly and orderly retreated along the two scattered gaps.

The crowd closed again, the Rog Guards had withdrawn to the rear, and the next battle would be a battle of strength and strength, and the Rogers, who were skilled in bows and arrows, would be temporarily useless! This is the awkward position of the Rogge archers in this world......

They are well-trained, excellent in archery, and dare to sacrifice and take risks, but they are rarely useful in the face of truly formidable enemies.

Because their opponents are not humans, but demons!

"Fight to the death!" A barbarian standing in front of the formation roared angrily, holding a sharp axe, his eyes were murderous, and his body was full of blood, and a terrifying aura spread from his body.

In the crowd, all the barbarians seemed to be guided at this moment, and at the same time roared angrily: "Fight to the death!" Then there was a blood qi on his body, as if some kind of power that had been sealed in the dust in his body was released with this shout.

"Son of Bourkeso, fearless of death, face evil!" The barbarian roared again, then clenched his axe in his hands, and rushed out of the camp, charging towards the approaching demon army.

"Son of Bourkeso, fearless of death!"

All the barbarians shouted the same sentence at this moment, prompted by the bloodline, and then clenched the weapons in their hands, roared angrily, rushed out of the crowd, rushed out of the battle formation, as the first front, like a sharp blade splitting mountains, slashing towards the tide of the demon army!

"These barbarians are really loved and hated!" Kasha stood in the crowd, looking at the spontaneous stand up without receiving any orders, forming an ironclad front, and couldn't help but reach out and cover his forehead, and said helplessly.

"Yes, but trustworthy!" Richard chuckled and said as he looked at the fearless barbarian standing in front of everyone and turning his back to them.

There were about two or three hundred barbarians who came out of the crowd, all of them burly and sturdy, although they were inferior to the great beasts, but they gave people an incomparably solid feeling standing in front of the group.

"Knights, don't leave our friends alone, take up your shields and build an impregnable line of defense for them!" Richard pulled out the knight's sword at his waist, tightened the shield on his wrist with his left arm, and roared up to the sky: "Don't forget, we are indestructible shields, and we are the ever-trustworthy barrier of our comrades-in-arms!" ”

"Shield!"

All the knights shouted at the same time as Richard's words, this is the slogan that Richard has not changed over the years of traveling on the continent, and it is also his personality charm that has been respected by countless people.

The giant beasts were getting closer and closer, and because they were not attacked by the rain of arrows, their speed did not decrease in the slightest, and even pulled down the cowardly Fallen Demons who were hiding from the rain of arrows behind them. And ordinary zombies and skeletons obviously can't compete with the explosive power of the enraged giant beasts in a short distance.

The barbarians occupied the most central part of the front of the camp, while the knights were scattered on both sides for defense.

The huge black beast rushed towards it, with a foul smell and a ferocious aura that made people frightened.

"Fight, son of Bourkeso!" A barbarian looked at the approaching huge beast, roared angrily, sprinted two steps forward, and the sharp axe in his hand slashed head-on, opening the curtain of this offensive and defensive battle!

The sharp axe tore through the beast's muscles, stinking blood spurting out of its body, and the screams of pain mixed with anger were quickly muffled by the roars beside them. The giant beast and the barbarians from Mount Arret had a head-to-head battle.

The difference is that the Giant Beast is just a beast without intelligence, but the Barbarian is an elite warrior with a lot of combat experience! They can find the slightest moment of opportunity in the battle, attack with the strongest force, and achieve the most perfect effect!

If you can look closely in mid-air, you will see that the huge beasts that are nearly twice the size of the barbarians collide at the moment of collision, as if they have hit the iron wall, and the barbarians' battle line does not retreat in the slightest, and some only spurt blood at the junction where the collision occurred!

The knights on either side looked attentive, no matter what weapon they were holding, and at this time they were praying again, which may seem ridiculous to others, but it was the source of their strength!

As the prayer progressed, in an instant, a powerful force burst out from the bodies of these knights wrapped in armor, and these forces exuded a warm and resilient aura, turning into a warm light that enveloped the barbarians who had collided with the enemy first.

The warm power penetrated into the body, quickly healing the bruises on the barbarian's body...... The wound healed quickly, the blood stopped draining, and if it weren't for the terrible wound on the enemy in front of them, I am afraid that they themselves would have thought that the terrible collision just now did not exist at all.

Richard's prayers were extremely fast, and while the other knights were still controlling the divine power gushing out of their bodies to heal the wounded barbarian, Richard had already quickly rushed out with his arm shield raised, rushing towards a huge beast that was intact.

"Go back to hell, bastard!" Richard jumped to his feet, and the moment he jumped, a circle of mysterious divine power poured out of his body and then instilled into the shield. Richard leaped into the air, his shield slamming into the head of the giant beast, and the divine power entrenched in the shield quickly exploded.

The air around him quickly lowered, and a circle of white ice cubes with the shield in front of it surged out in an instant, and then, as if there was some kind of consciousness, it entrenched towards the head of the giant beast. In less than a second, the terrible cold had already wrapped the head of the giant beast, and half of the huge beast's body had been frozen into ice cubes.

"Holy Frozen! Let you demons crumble into ice! Richard gritted his teeth and roared, the knight's sword in his hand slashed down, the sharp blade slashing through the ice, instantly splitting half of the huge beast's body into pieces.