The whole refugee camp was in complete chaos. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Orcs, Humans, Warcraft...... Fighting is everywhere.

Meen saw with his own eyes that those seemingly powerful monsters were crushed by the orcs who did not know where they came from in an unparalleled crushing stance.

Roar!

A black-scaled beast that had narrowly escaped the orc's cleansing pounced on Meen from one side.

At that moment, Mien clearly saw the fangs under the bloody mouth of the black-scaled beast, but at this moment, he really didn't have the strength to dodge anymore.

Whoosh!

A sharp arrow roared from the side of Mien's body, and the sharp arrow seemed to contain indescribable power, directly penetrating the black-scaled beast.

The sharp arrow shot from the head of the black-scaled beast, and then penetrated its body, shooting out of the black-scaled beast's back with the afterglow and shooting into the distance, what made Mien's pupils shrink was that the arrow directly destroyed the internal organs of the black-scaled beast and still had residual strength, this hand archery technique was enough to glimpse the terrifying strength of the archer.

Immediately, a nezumi warrior stepped into battle with a bow and crossbow in his hand.

Suddenly Meen noticed that as far as his line of sight could see, groups of orcs were entering the battlefield on a large scale.

These subsequent orcs, uniformly dressed in gray-black delicate leather armor, leather boots, and daggers at their waists, most of them held a bow and crossbow in their hands, the kind of crossbow uniform mechanical style, the crossbow body can be vaguely seen strange patterns, often shoot an arrow with a whistling wind.

The nezumi who saved Meen seemed to be one of the orc leaders, as he was not only armed with a crossbow, but also carried a strange longbow behind his back, and at the same time, Meen noticed that a large number of orcs were following him.

The flames of war were completely ignited.

With the massive attack of the orcs, the wild drums sounded again, and this time the raging ogres rushed into the camp.

After Red slashed a black-scaled beast to death, he couldn't help but grin when he saw the ogre in the distance.

"Fight!"

With a long roar, Red took the lead, the battle axe in his hand flashed with a cold glow, and the fearless crocodile man directly fought with the ogre army.

The strength of the silver level is simply invincible in such a battlefield.

As a brilliant elite, Red was ordered by Wang Xiaotian and Tourey to stay in the Brilliant Arena to sharpen himself after being promoted to silver, although this can effectively hone his combat strength, but this is simply torture for Red who is eager to fight.

He's been holding it back for a long time.

This time, let him kill him.

As a result, there was a strange scene on the battlefield, a "lizardman" was like a sharp blade, one person and one axe, and it forcibly tore through the battle formation of the ogre's charge, and behind the lizardman, countless orc squads followed.

At the same time, on the camp battlefield, the follow-up crossbowmen troops followed.

The warrior squad was on top, and the crossbowmen were shooting while advancing, alternating cover between the two, which directly caused a shocking effect.

Sou!

After Tucci fired another arrow and smashed an ogre, he moved on, the cautious Tucci did not have Red's bravery, he struck the rear with precision and stability, and he did no less damage than Red.

Meen gasped as he watched the scene in front of him, a breath of cool air rushing from the soles of his feet to his heart.

In this kind of large-scale team battle, with the tank-type meat shield on top, the long-range output is crazy harvesting, and the precise shooting cover ensures that all the dangerous factors on the front row are cleared, and the group of orcs in front of them actually apply the adventurer team combat skills to this kind of chaotic battlefield.

This group of orcs ...... What the hell is sacred!, Minn wondered in his heart.

Rumble!

The sound of explosions resounded on the battlefield, and a figure descended on the battlefield like a cannonball.

The smoke and dust dissipated, revealing the figure, nearly three meters tall, like a small giant, covered with thick fat, it did not look bloated, but had a strong and strong force, he held a heavy war hammer, standing in the middle of the battlefield.

Ogre Warlord!

Clad in Witan's specially made chain mail, with eerie totemic veins on his thick arms, he stood up and roared to the sky, while the ogres behind him had bloodshot eyes, muscles bulging, muscles bulging, and muscles protruding, and they roared as if they were about to launch a furious charge.

"Orcs, we have no intention of clashing with you, but don't stand in our way!"

The ogre warlord roared angrily, his voice mixed with awe-inspiring rage, as if he was angry at the attack of the orcs of the same forgotten race, and of course, there was also a hint of jealousy in this angry roar, obviously palpitating at the fighting power of this group of orcs.

As the general-level figure of the Ogre Legion this time, Woba is the new leader of the Vitan Ogre, for the ogre, Woba's future is related to the future of the race, but in order to survive, this time they must open this passage to the Great Wilderness, therefore, Woba has to come.

The Vitan Trolls are still fighting against the Violet Human Alliance in the rear, and their ogre forces need to tear open a passage, a battle that will be a matter of life and death for countless people.

To be honest, after entering the Great Wilderness, they inevitably deal with orcs, so Woba really doesn't want to conflict with orcs now.

"Silver Peak!"

Red licked his lips, the crocodile-man's sharp teeth glowing with coldness, he clenched the battle axe in his hand, and looked back through the chaotic battlefield, locking on to the cautious Tucci at a glance.

Tucci and Red looked at each other and smiled, and Tucci nodded imperceptibly.

Red grinned, turned his head, and shouted at the ogre.

"Ogre! Don't talk nonsense! These things are not for me to decide, you can beat me first!"

After saying that, Red didn't care about the ogre's reaction, waved the battle axe in his hand, and rushed forward.

......

At the back of the camp, behind a hill.

"Target No. 2 appears!"

"The prey has arrived...... All unrelated personnel evacuate the battlefield!"

"Discover the primary target!"

"The True Eye is locked...... Always ready to mark combat ...... The combatants are in place!"

......

"Target No. 2 is in!"

"The Demon King is in! The Ghost is in!"

"Combat plan calculations...... The demon king resists head-on, and the ghost shadow surrounds the attack!"

"The tyrant is in place!"

......

At the same time, several locations around the city of Boer were responding.

"The Demon King is in! Battle is in place!" Red grinned, officially taking on the Ogre Warlord.

"The ghost is in place! lock on to the target!" replied coldly in the corner of the battlefield.

"Tyrant ready...... Always ready to enter!"

......

A series of runes fluctuating in frequency.

All the participants received a voice at the same time, which did not contain a trace of emotion, and said slowly: "No. 2 hunting ground is hunting! Hurricane strike sweep in place! All unrelated personnel are evacuated, all irrelevant personnel are evacuated! No. 1 hunting ground is ready to mark targets at any time!"