It's been a long time since Berg has been so angry. As the left arm of the ogre king Vic after the split of Krårod, even in the face of the "betrayal" of Kolger, he has never been so angry as he is now.www.biquge.info

Although the southwestern territory of Krurod is desolate, it is also Krurod's territory, and on the day Berlag swore allegiance to Vic, he planned to bring this territory into Krurod's arms, and although there were not many resources, it would be good if it was used as a wild pasture.

However, when he ordered his eldest son, Jebacs, to go to this wild monster ranch to train, he suddenly heard that there was a holy Ondore Order country established there! What made him even more angry was that his eldest son was actually defeated and almost lost his life!

This is an absolute shame for an ogre who regards the glory of orcs as his life. And his plan to pass the Duke's throne to Jebax will also be bankrupt in the opposition of many orcs.

Enraged, Berlag took advantage of the temporary truce between Ville and Colg to personally lead a large army to the southwestern frontier, intending to give this holy Ondore a little color.

King Ville of West Krurod did not object, but supported Berlag's large army. Neither he nor Berlag took this holy Ondore seriously, and they thought that how could a small country rising in the wilderness of the southwest be able to compete with Krurod, who had stood for many years?

However, when he arrived with the envoys of the barbarians of East Krurod, Berlag, who had always been cautious, realized that he and Weir were wrong.

Appearing on the vast plains ahead was a human force with silver glittering. In the eyes of the battle-hardened Berlag, the army in front of him was not only well-equipped, but also imposing, and he was not panicked at all because of the difference in the number of troops. What made Berlag even more puzzling was that the other party was only one-fifth of his own number, but he still dared to come out of the city in the distance, vainly trying to engage them on the plains!

"Jebacs, my son, the last time you came, they had so many troops?" asked Berlag, dressed in rough armor and riding on a tall wolf, with an ogre-king-like skeletal scepter in his hand.

"There were definitely not so many troops last time, otherwise I would have been defeated long ago, instead of being defeated by a woman after being evenly matched. Jebacs replied ashamedly, not forgetting to excuse his failure.

"Shut up! Defeat is defeat! No reason can hide the fact that you have smeared the glory of our orcs!" Berlag scolded, "Now, this is your chance to make amends, and it is now time to command our army of ogres!"

"Yes, father. Jebacs gritted his teeth and bowed his head to admit his mistake.

As the ogre leader of West Krurod, the most powerful army under Berlag's command is the army of ogre kings that he is very good at commanding, with more than 2,000 in number, densely guarding their leader in the central army.

At the vanguard of West Krurod were more than 3,000 big-eared monster kings, followed by more than 1,000 orc leaders, and more than 500 wolf cavalry roaming around on each side.

Behind the Ogre King's army, more than five hundred one-eyed kings lined up neatly, and behind them were more than a hundred huge Beamon beasts walking back and forth restlessly, constantly letting out terrifying roars.

And in the sky, dense ptarmigans hovered over the Krurod overhead, and the feathers of each ptarmigan flashed with thunder, like a lightning storm dyeing the sky of the North Road Plains golden yellow.

What was even more terrifying was that at the rear of the army, ten giant beasts larger than the Behemoth of Bimon stood there, overlooking the army of Krurod like the gods of the prison army. That's Krurod's most powerful class, the Ghost Behemoth!

Berlag glanced at the army in his hand, and the uneasiness in his heart was dispelled by this line-up, even against the army of a city in Erathia, he was sure of victory, not to mention that his opponent was a small border country.

"It seems that Korg's strange behavior has made himself too cautious recently!" Berg shook his head and ordered the standard-bearer beside him, "Attack the order! Slowly advance in a regular formation!"

With his order, a loud trumpet sounded on the North Road Plain, and the flag of the Chinese army, marking Duke Berlag, was also waved.

The advancing formation of Krurod's army then began to move slowly forward, with the fastest wolf cavalry spreading out on both flanks, trying to encircle the army of Holy Ondore, who was far weaker than them.

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Edward rode on Alan, hovering low at the front of the army. Behind him was the newly formed Divine Griffin Knights, and although there were only about fifty of them, their griffon mounts, their silver glittering armor, sharp spears, well-made longbows, and staves were a sign that this was no ordinary air force!

And on the ground below him, Nataya, dressed in black tight armor, became the commander of the ground forces. She galloped in front of two rows of warriors in holy armor, shouting slogans with her double-headed eagle claw longarm in her hand to boost the morale of her soldiers.

Behind the five hundred Saintly Warriors were about three hundred Sacred Heavy Warriors, who had their two-handed war hammers on the ground, and their bodies stood in a straight row, like a steel wall.

Behind the Holy Hoplites was a large clearing, where two hundred Holy Knights, led by Sylvia, lined up neatly with their spears. Sidis, the princess of Erathia, also led her fifty knights behind the Holy Knights, and although Her Royal Highness was covered with a helmet, her eyes showed her enthusiasm at this time.

At the rear of the human army were three hundred Holy Ranger and one hundred Holy Spellcasters, led by Adela and Ania respectively. When Annia saw the orc army in the distance, the female elf, who didn't like to fight, subconsciously showed a worried look, but Adra, who admired Edward to the extreme, had a calm face, without the slightest awareness of the big battle, as if they were going to win.

When the attack horn of the orc army sounded and the army began to slowly move forward, Edward in the air also raised the dragon king star in his hand.

A large emblem of Divine Ondore composed of pure white light appeared in the sky, radiating a warm light.

"For the Holy Ondore! attack!" Edward shouted, leading the way forward in Elan pilot, followed by the Knight of the Holy Vulture behind him.

On the ground, the enthusiastic Nataya, like Edward, shouted "For the sake of Divine Ondore" and rushed towards the orc army alone!