The elves' martial arts are unfathomable, while the orcs are much more straightforward, and they will only stick to a routine. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Therefore, when the ghouls approached in the night, even if they were at an absolute disadvantage in numbers, the orcs gathered around Zhao Mai and said, "Leader, what are we going to do with them?"

"Go to the entrance of the underground fortress, let's kill them there!" Zhao Mai waved his hand and said to the orcs who were still a little confused, "You have all counted how many ghouls you have killed, and I will give you some dwarven liquor for the top ten!"

"Dwarven spirits!" the orcs shouted excitedly, having automatically ignored the fact that they retreated first and then held on, and gladly accepted Zhao Mai's order. They hooked up and took advantage of this last time to ask each other the tricks of counting, trying to make themselves count as much as possible and let others count less.

An army of ghouls had appeared on the outskirts of the settlement, surrounding them from three directions. The west seems to be safe, but if you do retreat in that direction, you will surely be chased and killed by the tireless army of the undead. Many settlements have died under this tactic before, and Zhao Mai has already seen it through the monitoring worms, so he will definitely not repeat the mistakes of the past.

Zhao Mai was the last to retreat into the underground fortress, pulling the heavy boulder and sealing the entrance in half. The ghoul had already pounced at this time, and it seemed terrifying to open his teeth and claws, but how could the big stone blocking the way be afraid of this? Zhao Mai returned his hand and slashed the ghoul to death with a few knives, killing and retreating, and when he reached the middle of the road, it was the spears that poked out of the cracks in the walls on both sides to kill.

Ghouls obey the orders of the goblins, and the undead legions are accompanied by magical power in the air. The goblin's gaze followed the ghoul as he advanced, all the way to the underground fortress. However, the orcs took advantage of the location to inflict a large number of casualties, and stopped the ghoul attack in the corridor and the urn city. The magic of surveillance is also blocked here, and it can no longer go inward.

The world consciousness is very particular about the concept of territory, which is very similar to the realm of the gods. In the fortress is the territory of the Blackfoot settlement, and it is also the place where the collective will of this settlement is located, which will naturally prevent the goblins from spying. This is different from the empty wilderness outside, where the unscrupulous gaze is not given preferential treatment.

The ghouls can't spread their formation in the corridor, and their only numerical advantage is canceled out, so they are constantly killed, and the corpses are piled higher and higher, and the tunnel becomes narrower and narrower. They can scratch at the corpses in front of them with their claws, dig out the passage and push again, but they still end up being stabbed to death.

Orcs wear out nothing more than weapons, stuck in ghouls and unable to pull out, or broken by enemies with wooden poles. The ghoul also tried to use their claws to cut through the attack holes and get in, but in the end they only left the claws that had been cut off and chopped up. Heavy iron gates sealed their path, reinforced with wood and stone, and heavy weapons such as battering rams were necessary to break through. But how can ghouls have such a class?

The defender can use the passages on both sides to enter the room to attack, and can also change shifts when tired. This kind of work can be carried out by both men and women, young and old. There are really orc children who are brought by their mothers to experience the first face-to-face fight in their lives, grab the spear shaft and poke it hard, and feel the feel of the spear tip piercing the body. These orc kids shouted excitedly, they would all be good warriors in the future!

The ghouls completely covered the Blackfoot settlement and then began to wreak havoc. From this move, it can be known that the goal of the goblins is very obvious, which is to destroy Zhao Mai's territory. They seemed to rummage, trying by all means to get into the fortress from somewhere else. But this attempt was completely futile, and Zhao Mai did not have time to design the second entrance and exit. Even if ghouls dig tunnels with their claws, they will encounter ground that is constantly reinforced by Z-bug workers.

"If it's about civil engineering and infrastructure construction, how can ghouls be the opponent of Z bugs?" Zhao Mai sat in the fortress, watching his orcs methodically start killing, patiently waiting for victory to come.

The goblin ordered the ghouls to attack one by one, presumably not dying. Its dark power came to the fortress and stopped in front of it. Zhao Mai took this opportunity to study the battle method of the World Will, and combined with the experience of the God Realm, his grasp of the situation became clearer and clearer.

"Chief, the ghoul's corpse has blocked the passage, and we can't get out, should we set it on fire?"

"You idiot, shut up! The ghoul will help us dig it up again, why are you in a hurry?" Zhao Mai waved his hand, what does this fortress look like, how many entrances and exits and ventilation holes are there, not all of them can be solved by one sentence, so he is not worried. "When the ghouls can't attack, it's time to rest and rest. By the way, how many weapons are left, let Daryl go and count them. If you can't, you can start sharpening the wood spear, and you can stab the ghoul to death. ”

"It's the boss!" Dusaud was in such a hurry, mainly because his huge body was useless in the narrow passages, and he couldn't even get into the defensive position, and the current kill count was a shameful zero.

Although the passage was already full of corpses, only two or three orcs had reached double digits in individual kills, and only Darryl had reached 33, and the others were only a dozen. There was also an orc who stabbed three spears and killed countless enemies, but could only count to seven (he only had seven fingers). A group of orcs was there, and you seven and I eight, who was more and who was less, were arguing.

"That's more than seven!" Zhao Mai snorted, giving them an answer to prevent internal fights due to quarrels. Daryl, who was able to count to 33, shook his head, not counting on Zhao Mai's arithmetic ability. He wondered if he would wait until the end, should he say "I killed seven" himself, so that he could be the first?

The ghouls have not been able to achieve victory, and the raid has turned into a storm, and the assault has been changed to a siege, and then there is only one method of warfare.

The Blackfoot Settlement hides underground, safe and comfortable, and there is always an inexplicable extra Legion ham bread to eat. It seems that orcs and slaves have never enjoyed it so much.

The ghouls' shouts continued to come from outside the gate, and on the other side of the door were laughter and excited war cries. After a week of stalemate, the orc and slave forces returning from the north finally arrived at the Blackfoot settlement.

The Inspector Bug livestreamed the entire battle. The ghouls, who had been drained by the fortress of most of their strength, were no match for the orcs, and they were heavily armed battlefield veterans, and the goblins finally gave up their plans to attack completely, and his dark will faded, and the ghoul's fighting spirit was completely destroyed. Some ghouls scattered and fled, and it was difficult for them to form a big threat again, at most a few minor troubles. The orcs swaggered into the settlement, and when the fortress was not found, they began to celebrate.

"This settlement is mine! Cheer for your new leader, the Maga Ghoul Butcher!"

It's also interesting, Zhao Mai saw how a new collective consciousness of the territory emerged.