"It is the soul of the dead that is constantly devouring the qi and blood of those ape warriors, and the lack of qi and blood is certainly not enough to support the state of madness. An old fox shaman with pale eyebrows walked slowly and leisurely with a walking stick, looked at the battlefield in the distance, and said quietly.

"It's been a long time since I've seen a human mage, and I didn't expect that it was the magic and the curse of the dead that appeared at the same time, and the battle between human sects had already been resolved?"

"Honorable High Priest of Naello, please cast a spell to save my children!" Seeing the appearance of the old fox priest, Fan Shatter shook off the snake priest he was holding in his hand, strode forward and bowed, begging the old fox priest.

This High Priest of Naelo is the most respected old priest in the Temple of the Beast God, and he is usually a kind person, and he is widely loved by all the orc races. Now that Van Skull was begging so respectfully as the head of the clan, High Priest Naelo could not ignore it, after all, this was a holy war launched by the decree of the beast god, and every shaman should sacrifice himself for the holy war.

"I can use the war song to distract the enemy, but you must save those people!" "High Priest Naelo looked kindly at Van Crush, who was several times taller than himself but bowed down beside him.

"If the High Priest is willing to make a move, then it must be fine!" Van Crusher grinned on the hideous ape's face when he heard the High Priest of Nalo agree, revealing a smile that was even more terrifying than when he didn't smile.

Since the High Priest of Nailo had agreed to make a move, the priest guards serving behind him immediately lifted up the totem pole that belonged to the High Priest. The High Priest of Nailo gently stroked the totem pole, which had begun to be a little mottled, and slowly sang a gentle war song in his mouth, and as the war song sounded, a trace of green light appeared on the totem pole, and slowly spread in all directions.

"It's a natural war song! It's worthy of the High Priest of Naelo, I didn't expect it to be the natural war song of a summoned creature!" several orc shamans gathered around the High Priest of Naelo, and their mouths continued to exclaim and praise the rare war song of the High Priest. With the continuous deterioration of the living environment of the Orc Empire, the number of orc populations is also decreasing, there are fewer and fewer shamans who can awaken naturally, and there are fewer and fewer war songs that can comprehend, and there are few shamans who can use the natural war songs performed by the high priest of Naelo.

While the High Priest of Nailo was singing the battle song, Van Skull was not idle, and he strode towards the battlefield with his team of guards warriors, trying to save those who had fallen on the battlefield.

A full 20,000 ape warriors, this is already all the adult warriors that the entire ape clan can dispatch, if it is destroyed in a battle, then it may be tantamount to a catastrophe for the ape clan, as the patriarch of the ape clan, Fan Shattered Skull is already anxious, eager to put on his wings and fly over.

The sudden defeat of those ape warriors from the behemoth to their original form, and one by one they looked so wilted that they couldn't even lift the hemlock sticks in their hands, which was a perfect opportunity for the Spartan warriors to counterattack. Led by Leonidas, the Spartan warriors chanted slogans and launched a counterattack against the orcs, who were already fierce.

The ape warriors were constantly eroded by the undead spirit of Immorton, and the side effects caused by the madness made them lose their ability to resist, if it weren't for those pig warriors who followed them closely and wanted to bargain, and dragged some of the ape warriors back in time at a critical moment, I am afraid that there would really be only a few of the 20,000 ape warriors left.

Although the ape warriors lost their ability to fight, the battle was not over, and the vassals of the outnumbered vassal race still fought bravely, even if the enemy could defeat even the tyrannical ape warriors, they charged forward without fear. Almost all the orcs have been told that if they can't break the human blockade and enter the warm and rich south before the winter hits ten days later, then all of them will freeze to death and starve to death this winter.

Under such a threat of death, even if the actual combat ability of these vassal races is not outstanding, they will not flinch to wave their weapons at the humans, and even if they die in battle, they will open a road to the south for the clansmen.

The pig warriors relied on the mud armor on their bodies to have some defensive power, and they lowered their heads and hugged their faces and rammed towards the human side; the cat warriors were agile and flexible, and the cat's claws in their hands were like a dagger with sharp handles, and they were extremely dexterous and dexterous; the rats were lying on their backs, quietly following behind the pig warriors, they completely ignored the tragic situation of those pigs who broke into the Spartan battle formation and were hacked to death by swords, but took advantage of the Spartan warriors to attack the pigs, quietly sticking to them and stabbing the bodies of those human warriors with the short dagger infected with poison in their hands。

Although these vassal races have their own abilities, with the blessing of Joan of Arc's battle banner, those Spartan warriors are as excited as if they have taken medicine, and the short swords and spears in their hands are like divine help, killing those orcs crying and crying for their mothers.

However, with the appearance of the natural war song of the High Priest of Naelo, although it did not produce any actual blessing effect for those orcs, it made the orcs realize that the shamans were watching behind them, in order not to disgrace their own race, even if they were wiped out by the Spartan warriors like a slaughter, but the orcs still rushed forward one after another.

The natural war song of the High Priestess of Nailo can call on all natural creatures within a radius of several miles to fight for it, but unfortunately, the northern wasteland has been ruled by orcs for many years, and this is the border area of the Dawn Fortress, there are no fierce beasts at all, and all the insects and flies, rats and ants are all called by nature.

But don't look at these insects and flies are inconspicuous, but many of them are highly poisonous, there are no useless creatures in the wasteland, even a small insect has its own survival skills, poison is the most widespread of them.

Although the Spartan hoplites were heavily armed, there was nothing good to do against these tiny insects and flies, and there were too many of them. Mosquitoes the size of fists, spiders like slaps, rats running on the ground, and more cattle flies, slamming heads into people's bodies and faces like bombers. Under the interference of these insects, flies, rats and ants, the Spartan warriors were not only unable to continue fighting, but many of them were poisoned and fell due to the bite of poisonous insects.

Master Merlin looked at the Baodong scum, who still had a sad face on his face, and said with a slight smile: "Now you have to make a move!"