"Smack!"

With a sound of falling to the ground, the one-eyed silver fighting spirit exploded, and he casually picked up the dagger on his waist and threw it at a Vitan archer who was shooting, and the whistling dagger immediately pierced the young sentry's chest. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Rush forward!"

One-Eyed is worthy of being an old mercenary, in this kind of battlefield, his own side has suffered heavy losses, the enemy's storm is menacing, and retreating will only die worse, whether it is the Suppression Commander team in the rear, or the Vitans in front, they will not let them go.

The only way out was to storm the camp of Vitan.

With a few shields, groups of orcs rushed up the camp like arhats, and the orcs in the rear were still stubbornly charging despite huge casualties.

However, before this side could gain a foothold, Vitan's mountain legions were killed.

The burly mountain warriors are comparable to the larger porcupine people, and they carry the mountain leather armor of the Vitan trait, which is made from the leather of the earth-walking dragon, which can effectively block the damage of arrows, and even sharp knives cannot cut through them.

Most of the members of the Berrant's Mountain Legion are the mountain people of Vitan, who are responsible for suppressing the mountain dwarves of Vitan for many years, and these gray-skinned dwarfs are banished from the mountains of Vitan, and the living space of the mountain people is perennially excluded under the leadership of the hill giants brought by their ancestors.

This led to the formation of the hill legions, and the brave mountain people took refuge in the vitan in order to continue their race, and the vitan formed an army to destroy their enemies, the dwarves.

The stubborn dwarves refused to submit to Vitan's rule, and the natural prowess of the mountain people made them soon an excellent army of Vitan, so under the banner of "retaking the land of their ancestors", the Vitan Mountain Legion was responsible for suppressing mountain rebellions all year round, but secretly continued to steal precious resources between the mountains.

This earth dragon skin armor is derived from the new species brought by the gray dwarves between the mountains - the limestone earth dragon.

Alien earthwalkers were brought here by the gray dwarves, and the unique climate of the mountains and the tenacious mountain plants provided the perfect living space for the earthwalkers.

The abundant Earth Dragons make excellent mounts, and their leather is the perfect piece of leather armor.

Lightweight, not hindering the blood of the barbarians in the body of the mountain people.

Sturdy, higher than heavy armor over light armor, this made him the most sought-after armament in Vitan.

"Owl Head!"

A stout mountain man shouted, holding a Vitan battle axe, and rushed into the orc's attack formation like a giant bear, and the sharp axe directly decapitated him.

This is the mountain man's axe method, which is a special fighting technique.

When an orc who didn't have time to dodge was beheaded, the blood splattered like a fountain.

Bathed in enemy blood, the leather armor of the mountain legions began to redden, and bloodshot eyes began to appear, and the blood of barbarians in the bodies of these mountain people was ready to move, making them turn into legendary berserkers.

Born Berserkers, Mountain Legion!

The frenzied mountain men and orcs collided, and the furious style of play made the observers behind the two sides staggered.

It was a kind of hand-to-hand combat regardless of life and death, and the momentum of death and life when an axe was cut out made the orcs who did not have a firm foothold suffer a big loss.

The mountain legions ahead were like bulldozers to suppress the orcs who rushed through the hurricane.

Rear.

At the barracks of the Whirlwind Legion, strange machines were erected.

Three huge fan blades resemble three walls, built on a silver-white stand, and the base is a controllable chariot.

The large machinery like a windmill kept spinning, and on the base, some spellcasters really slowly injected magic power, and some blue-white carvings on the blades shone brightly, and tiny tornadoes slowly took shape under these rotating blades.

By adjusting the angle of the bracket, after the storm is formed, a small magnet-like thing will be emitted from the fan blades, which will delicately carry the storm to the designated position in the eye of the storm.

These are the most common weapons of war for the Whirlwind Legion, the Storm Launcher.

The centerpiece is the small magnet, a "hurricane stone" from the troll's dwelling, the Arctic Stone, which was discovered by a famous master of magic machinery in Vitan and then used in military applications.

He also became one of the most influential scholars in Vitan for his book The Stone That Manipulated the Hurricane: A Combination of Magic and Mechanic.

Blink of an eye.

The storm continued to rage, the mountain warriors were like bulls in heat, and the weak orcs were soon beaten and unable to maintain the offensive.

"The first wave of temptations failed!"

Although he had expected this consequence for a long time, Wang Xiaotian still didn't expect that he would lose so badly.

The Vitan mountain people who killed the rise even threw their heads high behind the heads, while the orcs, on the other hand, managed to break through the enemy's hurricane, and the war knives that tried to cut the Vitans were mostly weakened by the kind of earth dragon leather armor.

The ratio of casualties between friend and foe is hopelessly high.

"Let's go, Toure!"

With a gloomy face, Wang Xiaotian turned around and walked to the rear with Toure, the vine mercenary group that attacked this time, the mercenary group of thousands of people, this time, was almost disabled, this senseless death even the fearless orcs felt depressed, not to mention Wang Xiaotian from the era of civilization.

Vitan's military is simply too strong.

The strength of the three legions is less than 50,000 people, but they can't hold their heads down with more than 100,000 orcs.

"My lord, do we really want to use them as cannon fodder?"

Toure also looked gloomy, and he saw the tragic death of his comrades, as if he saw them soon after.

The southern orcs are only here to support, to earn military expenses, not to send them to death, and in the current situation, there are three human legions behind them to supervise the battle, as if they are no longer mercenaries but driven slaves.

"Captain!"

A one-eyed orc staggered over, his hair disheveling his expression, his tattered armor bleeding uncontrollably, and a deep voice coming out of his mouth.

The deputy head of the vine mercenary group, scimitar one-eyed!

"My lord, we did our best! The Blood Axe Tribe should let us go! The tribe's winter food should also be distributed!"

One-eyed's words were calm and chilling, and many of the mercenary high-level leaders in the vicinity sprouted a layer of desolation of "rabbit dead dog cooking".

The vine mercenary group, they are a typical tribal mercenary group, most of the members are from a tribe, they fight for the tribe, the barren tribe is difficult to maintain in the Northern Wilderness, they are selling their lives for money!

Blood Axe, Phantom and other tribes are cooperating with the human White Horse City, almost monopolizing the entire Northern Wilderness of food, for the sake of the clansmen, for the children waiting to be fed, these men have to be silent, suppress the anger in their hearts to fight for their lives.

Don't they know that this is a death sentence?

The mercenaries in the group, the orcs who are not bloody, will they really compromise because of the threat? No, only the orcs, and only the clansmen behind them, can make the fierce beasts of the Great Wilderness lower their heads.

"These people!"

Wang Xiaotian was sad in his heart, the entire situation had been completely controlled by Violet and White Horse City.

Behind them is the blade of humanity, holding together to resist, maybe they can counter a wave and get rid of the fate of cannon fodder.

But White Horse City has choked the lifeblood of many mercenary groups, food, for food, these orcs know that they are cannon fodder, and they can't retreat!

At this time, whether you want it or not, the Greystone Alliance can't retreat.

Even if the blood axe and phantom let him go, Wang Xiaotian dared to guarantee that they would not be able to walk for half a day, and they would be surrounded and wiped out by the humans in the rear.