Durotan opened his eyes lightly and touched his heart, which was beating so fast that he didn't know why, couldn't find any reason.

"Are you awake? Would you like to eat something? The soldier next to him asked.

Du Longtan shook his head slowly, he was in the prime of life, and his body was also the best and his spirit was the most vigorous, but today he felt that he seemed to have some signs of aging, he was once the most powerful warrior in the clan, and he was also the warrior who charged forward, but since he sat in this position, everything around him has become less passionate.

He couldn't charge into battle, because countless people were worried about his safety, and everyone would care about his face when drinking, although he never cared about these things, but everyone understood that everyone cared about his dignity.

Today, in my sleep, I accidentally dreamed of the high priest Mu, an old man who lived as an ascetic all his life and educated countless people.

Then I remembered the man named Arthur, and recalled all the things about the man in my memory.

It looks like a dog, but it's actually a wolf. Durotan sneered. With a thud, he smacked his chest hard, making the sound of war drums vibrating. The restlessness in my heart seems to have eased a lot.

"How long has Sal been gone, is there any news?"

"It's been a while since I left and there is no news yet. ”

"Yes, I see. Sal looked at the wolf's head on the tent and waved to the people around him. "Go down, you don't need you here, you go and rest. ”

The loyal orc warrior, with his hands on his chest, saluted, and turned away.

Before leaving the tent, his eyes were as clean as water and looked at the Beast Emperor Durotan with complexity, and he always felt that today's king seemed to be a little older. With all kinds of incomprehension, he walked into the distance.

Knock knock...

The earth began to tremble slightly, and all the orcs in the camp of the Beast Emperor's headquarters searched around, and after looking at each other, their faces were full of puzzlement.

The sound that comes out there?

Where did the sound come from?

"Enemy Attack!! "An orc standing on a high lookout shouted loudly to the surroundings, his voice full of urgency.

"Where!

"Behind, there are a lot of cavalry and knight phalanxes, and the speed is very fast. The orc standing on the lookout shouted.

"Blow the trumpet!! one of the orc commanders shouted.

Woo woo woo .... The sound of the trumpet resounded throughout the tent.

Durotan heard the noise outside, looked at his bare chest, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, got up, and picked up the tomahawk from the side that had not been used for many years.

Take a vigorous stride and open the curtain.

shouted loudly to the noisy clan warriors around him. "Meet the !!"

The noisy sound of horses' hooves was getting closer and closer, and at the same time as Dulongtan shouted loudly, the knights of the Xuanjia had already taken the lead in breaking through the protective horses on the outside, and their bodies were shrouded in the brilliance of war songs, and the huge cavalry spears in their hands were crushed all the way forward.

Bang!

Durotan's tent was breached by several knights, their spears pointed at the orcs who had turned their backs on them.

But the orc didn't even look back, and the tomahawk wheel in his hand struck a blow to the windmill, and several knights, along with the heads of the horses, were swept in two.

Puff~ The blood in the sky is splashed in the sky, like a splash of ink at will, splashing on the earth and splashing on Dulongtan's body.

Roar~

And where there was silence, there was a thunderstorm, and countless orcs went to fetch weapons, and those who did not have weapons found something at random, although they were messy, they were not panicked, they were not cowardly, because there was a great figure in front of them.

"Warriors, avenge our compatriots!!" Durotan was covered in blood, he raised his tomahawk and shouted loudly, and at that moment his figure and voice were exceptionally high.

The earth shook more and more, and the sound in my ears grew louder and louder.

"Charge!!" That was Gawain's voice.

Durotan looked back at the silver-shining knight in the distance, at the glittering sword in his hand, and at him shining even brighter when the sun was winning.

The proud Durotan shook the giant axe in his hand fiercely, and strode towards Gawain alone.

Gawain's body burned with a blazing golden light, hot and dazzling.

"Durotan, I want to avenge those innocents!!"

The two of them were on a flat ground, glaring at each other, their faces full of agitated evil spirit and restless masculinity.

With a bang, an axe and a sword smashed together, and the brilliance of powerful power surged everywhere. The goblin war horse under Gao Wen's crotch, Greengrete, was directly shocked by the powerful force and took two steps back, and his brain was buzzing.

Gao Wen above was thrown out directly, and he was so shocked that he vomited a mouthful of blood.

Durotan stood steadily, the gums of his upper and lower lips bleeding from the clenching and vibrating bites.

"You're Gawain, I thought it was Arthur's bastard. Duron said frankly.

Gawain got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and clenched the sword in his hand. A lot of people gradually gathered around the two, but Durotan and Gawain waved their hands at the same time.

Orcs value fair play, and Gawain values knightly honor.

1V1 is what a man should do, so that if he wins, he will be glorious, and if he dies, he will die on the glorious.

"I like people like you, I hate Arthur's kind, and while he's strong, he's even more shameless. ”

Gawain took a deep breath. "He has carried too much, and I respect his idea, and if the world can win just by being above board, then I think he will be willing. ”

Durotan bowed his head slightly, and tapped his chest hard, and Gawain bowed his head slightly, holding his sword in both hands. Heroes and heroes are always attracted to each other!!

........................

"There's a fight over there, you know?" asked Arthur, tilting his head.

The commanding heights on both sides were controlled by Arthur's ambushes, and the passage behind him was also blocked by the army, and the shouts of killing gradually came from outside, and then it got bigger and bigger...

After a few rounds of strafing, Thrall's army suffered considerable losses, and Arthur appropriately stopped the rhythm of the attack.

Combat is like music, a reasonable control of the rhythm can achieve perfection, a little impatience may cause a lot of mistakes, Arthur can not bear the fury of Sal's madness now, it is better to slow down.

"I don't believe Durotan is going to lose. ”

Many orcs were killed by arrows, and some were injured, but their faces remained unchanged and they pulled out their arrow feathers, bandaging each other calmly, without saying a word or shouting pain, as if silently accepting everything now.

Arthur calmly watched what was happening in front of him, as if he were watching a pantomime.

"The sun is shining, it is when Gawain is the strongest, I don't believe that my friends will lose, anyway, I don't care, you are determined to lose, there is no miracle, and there is no miracle. ”

"The so-called miracle is only for those who are prepared, such as me. ”

"I can tell you unequivocally that I will take the main city of the Beast Emperor, and I will bring everyone there to their knees, but I will not kill innocents like you, I can assure you. ”