NO.0389 CONFRONTATION
"Yes, it's you!" Looking at the killing ogre, Yang Long's eyes showed a sense of war, and he no longer deliberately disguised himself, and strode towards the huge figure in the center of the battlefield.
Although the surrounding members of the Defia Brotherhood were a little surprised by Yang Long's behavior of acting without taking orders, they were still impressed by the courage of him, his "own person", who had the courage to rush to the most dangerous frontier, and they all cooperated to dodge left and right to make a way for him.
In this regard, Yang Long did not hesitate, but really rushed towards the ogre like a member of the Defia Brotherhood without saying a word.
So even on the battlefield, this outstanding performance still attracted a lot of attention, so that the two major officers in the clearing force who were fighting fiercely noticed his existence: "Huh, why does this person seem to be Grofe?"
At the same time, on a piece of high ground a few hundred meters away, a big leader of the Brotherhood of Defia, who looked to be almost forty years old and was directing the army to launch an attack, also noticed Yang Long's rapid momentum.
Although in terms of numerical base, the army of the Brotherhood of Defia is very large, with a total population of almost sixty or seventy thousand, but most of them are low-level professionals who do not have much combat effectiveness, and middle- and high-level professionals can be regarded as rare elites.
And at this moment, the courage Yang Long showed was not at all like that of a low- and middle-level professional, so that Johansen, whose strength had reached the lower level of the eleventh order, could judge at a glance that Yang Long had at least the strength of the ninth order.
A member of the Brotherhood of Defia who reaches this level is at least a minor leader. is more likely to become a big boss, and it definitely won't be someone who doesn't even know the core member, the big boss Johansen.
"Why is that brother so strange!" Johansen just had some doubts, and then thought of a possibility, and after glancing between the giant ogre and Yang Long, he ordered loudly: "That guy is an enemy, stop him quickly!"
It's a pity that after such a delay, Yang Long had already run out of the military formation of the Brotherhood of Defia and rushed into the battlefield where they were strangled into a mess, and he was less than a hundred meters away from the giant ogre.
Seeing that Yang Long was about to engage the ogre, the enemy in the rear who could not catch up with Yang Long's footsteps. Only crossbow bolts and rare magic can be used in vain. Trying to get in the way of him.
At the same time, the members of the Brotherhood of Defia, who got the news, also temporarily threw away the opponents around them, and blocked Yang Long one by one, trying to block his menacing rush.
"Hmph!" Yang Long just sneered at this. With a flip of his left hand, he took out a throwing knife. At a rate of five shots at a time, two shots per second. In just a few tens of meters, twenty or thirty members of the Defia Brotherhood were overturned.
"Good!"
"My own people!"
"That's amazing!"
"It's really Major Grofe!"
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Looking at the members of the Defia Brotherhood around Yang Long, they fell one after another as if they were harvesting wheat. The soldiers of the clearing force who were fighting finally knew Yang Long's identity and cheered loudly.
The two major officers were even more happy, and immediately saw Yang Long's goal at this time, and immediately ordered loudly: "Tell everyone to retreat, give Major Grofe enough space, he wants to fight the ogre alone!"
The two major officers, who had the strength of the eleventh-order lower rank and the tenth-order upper rank respectively, did not stand up to fight the ogre, but led their respective troops to withstand the onslaught of a group of members of the Brotherhood of Defia.
It's not that they're timid, it's because they don't want to make unnecessary sacrifices.
When surrounded by the Brotherhood of Difia troops, there was initially an eleventh-order high-ranking defensive warrior who volunteered to rush forward to confront the ogre, but only lasted less than ten minutes before being killed.
With a huge body and protection that can almost rival that of a twelfth-order baby dragon, the ogre faced the clearing forces that used arrows and melee attacks, and finally used magic to stop their killing frenzy only after suffering heavy losses.
However, there was no way to do it, but it could only slow down the killing speed of the ogres, and it could not change the outcome of their final defeat, which made the two major officers who had a correct judgment of the situation have been burning anxious in their hearts.
Now Yang Long suddenly appeared, and with an unstoppable posture, he rushed straight towards the ogre, no matter what, it made some hope rise in the hearts of the two major officers, and also made the morale of the soldiers who had been fighting for a long time temporarily improve a lot.
With the cooperation of the soldiers of the clearance force, Yang Long had no obstacle in front of him, and after speeding up for fifty or sixty meters again, he jumped high with both feet, and pounced on the ogre like a roc spreading its wings.
At the same time, Yang Long took out the two-handed big sword from the spatial ring, and after the two of them clenched the hilt of the sword, and then with the inertia of the momentum of the flying force, the sword stabbed the back of the ogre's head, cutting through its skin at once.
However, when the greatsword penetrated ten centimeters, there was a distinct feeling of being blocked from the sword's body, and after penetrating twenty centimeters, the two-handed greatsword that pierced the ogre's skin and muscles finally stopped in front of its hard skull.
"This kind of protection doesn't seem to be much worse than that black young dragon Filmore, right?!"
Yang Long was surprised for a moment, stepped on the ogre's scalp with both feet, and just pulled out the big sword in both hands, the giant palm that the ogre slapped over with a reflex accurately hit Yang Long, who wanted to jump away on tiptoe.
Bang -
In the muffled sound that attracted hundreds of people around, Yang Long was like a fly that had been swatted by a fly, and before he could put his two-handed big sword into the space ring, he flew out uncontrollably, and after shooting sixty or seventy meters, he smashed a boulder that was hugged by four people.
The eyes of the two majors darkened, the hope that had just risen was shattered, and the psychological feeling was very heavy, and the soldiers who were still shouting and cheering were also collectively silent, looking at the ogre who had barely been harmed.
"Haha! this guy is really" Johansen, who was still a little nervous, burst out laughing at this time, but was startled by Yang Long, who stood up intact at the next moment, and didn't even have a little dust on his clothes: "What?!"
The power of that palm just now was not small, which made Yang Long almost suffer a loss, but fortunately, at the last moment, Yang Long released his dark energy in time to protect his whole body, so he did not receive any substantial damage.
However, after being hit like this, Yang Long also probably figured out the enemy's strength, and this time he was going to move seriously.
Although the damage of that sword to the ogre was very small, as if a person had broken a piece of skin, it also made the ogre's attention shift to Yang Long's body, and when he saw that the old butcher was not dead, he immediately rushed over angrily.
Boom boom
The ogre, which weighs more than 100 tons, has a terrifying impact when he runs, and just stepping on the ground with his feet forms footprints more than half a meter deep, making the professionals fighting around him almost lose their balance.
In the face of such a might, not to mention one person, even if it is a battle formation of thousands of people, in the absence of a high-level magician, in such a situation, it can only temporarily avoid the edge.
However, Yang Long did not do this, but with an attitude of not shocking death, he launched a charge against the ogre, without even taking out his weapon again, and jumped off to kick the ogre with his empty hands.
"This guy is absolutely crazy!" The two major officers who knew that Yang Long's own strength was only of the eighth order, such a thought invariably flashed through their minds, and they were already waiting for the defeat of the old butcher.
On the other side, Johansen, who was paying attention to the situation, thought with a solemn and nervous face: "Could it be that he is a pseudo-super-level powerhouse?!"
Such a huge and eye-catching battle made the battlefield where the battle was most fierce in the valley suddenly become quiet.
Except for a few professionals who got carried away with the killing, the vast majority of the professionals kept a certain distance from the enemy, and they didn't know what thoughts they were thinking in their hearts, watching Yang Long and the ogre collide fiercely.
Boom -
In the huge impact sound, the soil where Yang Long and the ogre were standing was squeezed by two powerful impact forces, and it flew up in one fell swoop, and the mud lifted up was more than ten meters high, covering both creatures tightly
(To be continued......)