Suddenly rising, the giant axe in the hand of the second Sangyunton slashed out again, carrying a strong wind. Not to be outdone, Battle held a giant sword to block, and the two immediately fought together.

Neither the barbarian nor the orc warriors around them could get close to the two of them, forming an open space on the battlefield around them. The power of the crimson bloodline is entangled with a huge violent bear phantom, and no one can help anyone for the time being.

The engagement here doesn't affect the whole picture, and even on this battlefield, they still seem small, like a little wave rolled up. Everywhere there are scenes of orcs and barbarians fighting each other.

It was a battle of the brave, and it reached a fever pitch as soon as it came into contact. There is no one to manage the formation and queue, it is completely the most primitive fight. Whoever wins in the end depends on which of them can hold out to the end.

The great chiefs, whether it was Zhangxiong Gyatso or the orcs, were all watching this battle. Although there is no advantage in numbers, Zhangxiong Gyatso is still very relieved after watching it for a while, because in terms of quality, the warriors of Zhenghuang Banner are obviously stronger than the orcs. This allows them to hold out a little longer. As the battle progresses, this advantage will become more and more apparent.

The Great Chiefs such as Haojigeri also saw that if the battle situation continued like this, it would definitely be unfavorable to them. But there's no good way to intervene at the moment. I can only hope that Battle can be powerful and defeat the leader of the barbarians, and even kill him. Then the morale of the entire battlefield will be reversed, and eventually it will be in favor of the orcs.

It's a pity, how could Ci Sangyunton, as Zhangxiong Gyatso's favorite general, be easily killed by Battle? Even as the two of them collided and fought several times, the power of his bloodline became more and more powerful, and even the whole person was wrapped in a red light. On the other hand, Battle, who has been pampered for so many years, even the most outstanding warrior is now a little degenerate. For the time being, he can still insist on being evenly matched with Cisang Yunton, and after a long time, there will definitely be problems.

I don't know how many times they collided, but the weapons in their hands finally couldn't bear the muffled sound of rattling, and they broke and destroyed one after another. The two threw away half of their weapons and continued to collide with each other with their bare hands.

The armies of both sides have not yet made a move, but they have just watched their respective vanguard armies fighting, and the barbarians have begun to gain the upper hand, and the soldiers of the other banner teams have let out a ho-ho roar to cheer for their brothers. And the orcs were also screaming, calling out the names of their kindred, encouraging them to persevere.

Zhangxiong Gyatso paid attention for a moment and began to shift his gaze back. Because he found that Tsunyunton began to press Battle, making it more and more difficult for the other party to support. This big man is crazy personally, the more this kind of big war moment, the more brave he plays, and he is not worried about it.

Looking at a group of Terrans watching the battle from afar, there was a figure floating in the sky, it should be a magician, watching the battle from a high altitude with magic. It was too far away, and Zhangzhung Gyatso didn't know that the person was the great magician Morgan.

After this battle, the Terrans will definitely face up to the rise of the barbarians, how they will treat the barbarians in the future, and how the barbarians should get along with them.

Just thinking about it, he suddenly heard the excited roar of the soldiers around him, and then looked at the battlefield, only to see that Sang Yunton didn't know when, grabbed Battle's arm with both hands, and after the two wrestled, he yelled and threw Battle out.

Battle was dizzy and out of breath. He was already fifty years old, and in terms of strength, he was no match for Tsubsunyunton, who was not yet thirty years old. It's rare to be able to hold out for so long. When he was thrown to the ground in embarrassment, although he immediately got up, he also knew that he was defeated.

Sometimes, the fight is just a blow. When you realize that you can't beat your opponent, you lose that momentum before you know it. At this moment, Battle is like this, even if he is still eyeing the confrontation with Ci Sanyunton, but he is invisibly a little constrained. There is no more indomitable momentum that I had at the beginning.

Ci Sang Yunton grinned, revealing a look of disdain, and the muscles of his arms were knotted, containing terrifying explosive power. Staring at Battle deadly, the power of the crimson blood veins brewed again, this time as long as he seized the opportunity, it was not as simple as gently throwing it out.

Battle obviously saw this too, and he flinched, not even daring to entangle too much with the barbarian guy in front of him. He actually roamed around, looking for a weapon to take advantage of. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he jumped suddenly, picked up the giant sword in the hand of an orc who had died in battle beside him, waved it, and pounced on Cisang Yunton.

There was a sudden silence for a few seconds, and then there was a sudden boo, and even the orc spectators blushed. Battle was thick-skinned and couldn't hear it, so he took advantage of the bare hands of Sang Yunton and prepared to kill him with the advantage of his weapon, and he would also severely damage the opponent at worst.

Ci Sanyun suddenly laughed evilly, put his feet on the ground, and made a rumbling sound, and when he saw Battle pounce, he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed a dead wildebeest beside him by his hind legs, picked it up violently, and smashed it directly at Battle.

Caught off guard, Battle swung his greatsword and split the wildebeest carcass in half, only to be struck by the remaining half. The body kicked back more than ten steps, and the chest was troubled, as if it had been injured internally.

Seizing the opportunity, Tsei Sanyunton also picked up a tomahawk, jumped violently, and swooped down from mid-air, slashing at Battle fiercely. This time he used all his strength, the power of the bloodline condensed in his arms, and the battle axe in his hand seemed to let out a wail.

Battle was horrified, knowing that he couldn't take the blow at all. Ignoring anything, he jumped and rolled on the ground, avoiding the crazy blow. With a bang, a huge chasm was thrown into the ground. Battle hurriedly retreated, and did not dare to fight against Tsubsundon again.

Hahaha, a loud laugh came, and it turned out to be the barbarian warriors laughing at Battle's embarrassed appearance. On the other hand, the beast clan blushed, and their morale inevitably fell.

At this time, Ci Sangyunton patted his chest fiercely and shouted: "Brothers, the leader of the orcs has flinched like a rabbit. What are you waiting for, kill me!"

With the echo of Qi Qi, the Yellow Flag warriors on the battlefield were in high spirits and pounced on the orcs like wolves and tigers!

It was a battle of warriors, and the defeat of the leader directly affected the mood and morale of the others. Just now, they were still somewhat evenly matched, but at this moment they could no longer withstand the attacks of the barbarians, and on the battlefield, the orcs began to retreat.

This game was won, and there was no suspense. Zhangxiong Gyatso was very satisfied, and it turned out that Zhenghuang Qi was worthy of being the first elite army of the barbarians.