The canines in the fortress were completely wiped out, although they brought heavy casualties to the silver legions on duty that night, but under the command of Prince Grantham and the extermination of the gold legions that arrived later, except for a few who were forced off the city wall, it can basically be said that the canines have been removed from the orc legions. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Outside the fortress, only a small group of Antelope pitchers led by the patriarch of Moro Sharp Horn remained, and the rest were routed by the impact of the Hun cavalry, and the dead were scattered, and the Antelope Legion no longer had the strength to fight. Their low fertility determined that even if Moro Sharp Horn could return alive, the decline of the Antelope would be inevitable.

In the wasteland, only Drew Blackhoof of the Pig Clan led his Pig Warriors to resist stubbornly, and countless Pig Warriors formed a circle arm in arm, turning their backs to the Hun cavalry who were constantly wandering outside the formation, and did not give up even if the arrow was stuck in their backs.

The feather arrows shot by the strong bows in the hands of the Hun cavalry could not be completely resisted even by the thick mud armor of the pig warriors. However, their back skin is strong and tough, coupled with a thick layer of fat to offset the impact, and standing on their backs will not be shot to fatal parts such as mouth, nose, eyes and throat, so even if the feather arrow hurts into the flesh and they scream non-stop, they still stubbornly hold on in the rain of arrows.

Drew Blackhoof roared loudly in the formation, originally wanting to take advantage of the canines to break into the fortress to get a piece of the pie, but he didn't expect those canines to be so incompetent, and they were completely wiped out by humans in a short journey.

At one moment he was cursing loudly for Doug Greypaw's unauthorized actions, and the other time he was complaining incessantly about Moro Sharp Horn, and the roar of Drew Blackhoof could be heard throughout the pig formation. Moro Leigh Jiao has always been arrogant, if it was before, Moro Leijiao is afraid that he would not immediately turn his face with this stupid pig. But now it is a different day, and the Hun cavalry not only scattered the Antelope tribe, but also dispersed their confidence and courage.

All along, the persistence and pride of the Antelope clan were all gone in that moment, and now Moro Sharp Point's heart only wanted to be able to escape, return to the territory with as many of his people as possible, and slowly recuperate. So it let Drew Blackhoof curse in obscenities, but sat on the ground in a daze.

Don't look at Drew Blackhoof's rude and irritable cursing, but there was a rush of joy in his heart. Since His Majesty the Emperor appointed the three clans as the striker, along the way, the canine clan and the swordantelope clan have arrogantly looked down on their pig clan, always thinking that they are dirty, stupid, and lowly, even the three patriarchs are hiding the edge of the words, and now that the canine clan has destroyed the swordantelope clan, Drew Blackhoof deliberately piggybacks on Moro Sharp Horn between the abusive words, watching it dumbfounded and not reacting, pretending not to hear, Drew Blackhoof's heart is not to mention how happy.

But scolding and scolding, this has not improved the current predicament of the pig people, Drew Blackhoof scolded, and his face was slowly replaced by a look of helplessness, regret and despair. What if the dog clan and the swordantelope clan are finished? the pig clan still can't escape the pursuit of the human cavalry.

Just as Drew was at a loss, a thunderous sound suddenly sounded in the northern part of the wasteland, and a dull sound rolled in with the constant vibration of the air. In the Xiongnu army, the right sage king, who was walking back and forth with the cavalry, suddenly turned his face sank, stood up upright from his horse, and glanced far away towards the north, only to see that the smoke and dust in the distance were overwhelming.

The expression on the face of the Right Xian King changed greatly, and he hurriedly shouted in the Xiongnu language, and Le Ma led the Hun cavalry to gallop away in the direction of the fortress. Just when the Right Sage King was galloping on his horse, and the Pig Clan's Drew Black Hoof was a little confused, not knowing what these humans were doing, there was a sudden and rhythmic vibration on the ground, and the mud and gravel on the ground continued to jump up from the ground with the vibration.

At this moment, Drew Blackhoof finally understood that this must be the arrival of the orc's southern expeditionary army. However, there was no joy on Drew Blackhoof's face, but like Moro Sharp Horn on the side, he looked at the army of orcs from far to near in the north.

The vanguard of the five tribes besieged the Dawn Fortress, and there were 50,000 or 60,000 orc warriors, not only did they not capture the human fortress, but they were embarrassed by the loss of troops, and if the army did not arrive in time, even the pig tribe and the swordantle tribe could not escape the hunt of humans, such a record was enough for them to be sent to the beheading platform of His Majesty the Emperor.

Seeing the continuous approach of the orc army in the distance, even the face of the Eagle Clan Patriarch Oka Howling Wind, who was indifferent in the camp, couldn't help but change color. It was uneasy to brew words of justification in its heart, constantly thinking about how to respond to His Majesty's questioning and reprimand. Is it prevarication, quibbling or simply ...... Admit your defeat outright?

The observation sentries in the fortress also quickly discovered the pressure of the orc army, and the alarm bell continued to ring in the sky, and almost all the soldiers on duty instantly poured into the city wall and various garrison positions. On the command platform of the fortress, Prince Grantham's face looked solemnly at the north, this time the orc army could be said to be pouring out, and the continuous orc troops continued to appear in sight, as if the entire world in the distance was going to be covered.

The Tiger Clan, the Leopard Clan, the Minotaur Clan, the Ape Clan, the Snake Clan, and the Fox Clan, the banners of these powerful main battle races of the orcs appeared in the prince's sight one by one. What shocked Prince Grantham the most was the appearance of a set of tall, stout totem poles in the orc army.

Similar to human magic and magic, the orcs also have their occultism, shamans are the most knowledgeable, intelligent and devout group of the orcs, they master the shamanic war song of the beast god's gift, its effect is no less than the magic power of humans, and even more suitable than magic in large-scale war applications.

Each official shaman in the temple of the beast god has his own totem pole engraved with the war song they are best at. In wartime, totem poles are the most shamanic artifacts that increase the speed and power of their war songs. And the totem poles that appeared in Prince Grantham's eyes were dozens of them.

You must know that most orcs are confused and ignorant, and those who can naturally awaken the talent of shamans are as rare as a few people, and even fewer formal shamans who can comprehend war songs. I'm afraid that the entire orc empire is only twenty or thirty shamans, but these totem poles in front of me show that the beast god temple is also pouring out, sending all the shamans to the front line.