Yang Long, who has strengthened his body several times, definitely exceeds the visual distance of most high-level non-ranger professionals.

Although the sky was covered with thick clouds in the middle of the night, obscuring most of the creatures running on the mountain road, Yang Long still knew that these creatures who were completely aware of the existence of Ziji were indeed humans.

After perceiving it for a while, Yang Long knew the strength of this group of humans.

In addition to the seventeenth, eighteenth, and fourth-order professionals in front and behind the team, more than half of the human beings in the team only have the strength of low-level professionals, and even more are even ordinary human beings" "Please search, the novel is better and faster!.

Instead of shime, the group of humans behaved in a panic, running as if fleeing for their lives, and looking back from time to time, as if something very terrifying was chasing after them.

Then the torches in the crowd, Yang Long could see every human being, the yellow muscle and thin face, the uncontrollable fear, and the despair of the fate that could not be resisted, even the several professionals who held weapons and shields and had reached the fourth order of strength also had a bit of misery on their faces.

The only one who could be called calm was the fifth-order female guardian warrior at the end of the team, holding a shield and a long sword, she led five or six fourth-order warriors, hanging dozens of meters behind the crowd, guarding the dark mountain path behind, looking ready to enter the battle at any time.

"Teacher, what should we do?" Xue Ni, who climbed the boulder to observe downward, also looked at the crowd below at this time, and asked in a low voice.

"Don't worry, wait a minute. Yang Long was a little undecided, frowned and thought for a while before saying.

Just a short meeting shijiān. The clothing style of the crowd fleeing from below, as well as the imprint depicted on the long sword shield, this group of people are the inhabitants of the kingdom of Stormgard, and those fourth-order warriors are the regular army of the kingdom.

This discovery made Yang Long very surprised, and the feeling of unhappiness in his heart was even heavier.

Judging from the history of Yang Long, the overall strength of the Stormgard Kingdom is second only to the Lordaeron Kingdom and Dalaran, and the Lordaeron Kingdom before it was invaded by the Undead Disaster, the basic strength of the Kingdom's regular army is very strong.

Although there are less than twenty sergeants below, it is necessary to cover the residents of nearly a hundred. But that's not why they're so angry. From Yang Long's point of view, it seems that the courage of these sergeants has been taken away.

The regular army of the kingdom has a completely different psychological quality from that of other professions, and the latter will retreat timidly depending on the situation of the battle. The former, however, is fearless in the face of all challenges.

Even Lordaeron was destroyed by the Undead Scourge. On the way to evacuate from the Tirisfal Glades to Lordaeron in the east. The remaining soldiers of the Four Legions, although their hearts were full of grief and despair, still lost even the slightest bit of courage.

Méiyou army of courage. It is the army of the soul of méiyou, and the combat effectiveness formed by such an army is not even comparable to the rogue bandits of the same number of strength, because they have lost the soul of the army.

The military soul is not formed overnight, and if you want to lose it, you also need to wear it down, and from here Yang Long estimated that the kingdom of Stormgard had definitely suffered a major blow, and yijing was very long shijiānméiyou recovered.

In such a situation, recklessly joining this team, not to mention being rejected by this group of people, in case the force chasing them is very strong, nàme Yang Long is just boring himself.

"Observe for a while, the situation is not right, let's return to the city of the South China Sea" made a decision secretly, Yang Long beckoned to Xue Ni, and moved quickly on the ridge, so that the crowd running below was always in his field of vision.

The topography of the Arathi Highlands, except for the edge of the border with other regions, is relatively gentle on the whole, and the ridges are more than 100 meters high, which are not completely connected to the mountain road.

The fleeing crowd of people who quietly followed ran hundreds of meters away, and the ridge under Yang Long's feet began to extend in different directions of the mountain road.

"What should I do? It's really a hassle to go out or go back. Frowning irritably, Yang Long kept weighing the two options in his heart, wanting to make a choice as soon as possible.

But fortunately, Yang Long made up his mind, and on the northwest that Gǎnjiào had just crossed not long ago, on the mountain road hidden by the night, the breath of more than a dozen creatures continued to enter the range of perception.

After only a few minutes, a group of huge burly figures appeared one by one from the night, and their heavy footsteps shook the sky, and quickly approached the fleeing crowd.

"Oh my God!"

"It's over, I can't escape!"

"Monster, monster is coming!"

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Hearing the sound of heavy footsteps from behind, the crowd that was about to run out of strength because of the continuous running suddenly became a commotion, and everyone gritted their teeth and ran desperately forward, and cried in panic.

"I can't go on like this, I can't run away!" the fifth-order female warrior at the end of the team gritted her teeth, staring hatefully at the approaching giant humanoid creature, her eyes flickering for a moment before making a decision with a gloomy face.

"Bass, you lead the team and get out of here. The female warrior said to a third-order ranger beside her, "I'll take the others to block these enemies!"

"No, Captain, you lead the team away, I'll come," the young ranger named Bass replied when he heard the words of the female warrior, but reflexively replied.

Syllable!

The female warrior's face changed, and she slapped Bas in the face, interrupting the young man's unfinished words, and then grabbed him by the collar and said in a vicious voice: "Bastard, do you want to resist the order?

After pushing the somewhat stunned Buzz away with force, and staring at him to force him away, the female warrior took a deep breath and shouted loudly to the remaining ten or so fourth-order warriors: "Soldiers of the Third Legion, assemble!"

Hearing the shouts of the female warriors, the fourth-order sergeants who were originally scattered in the team all gathered towards the rear, while Bas endured the grief in his heart with red eyes, led the refugees along the mountain road, and quickly disappeared into the southwest col.

"Warriors, the shihou who serves the motherland has arrived!" The female warrior looked at the gathered subordinates, her face was full of firmness, and she shouted the order: "For the glory of the kingdom of Stormgard, stop these filthy enemies!"

However, to the disappointment of the female warriors, the soldiers who had been ordered to gather, Méiyou alone showed a passionate attitude towards her call, and in the eyes of each of them, there was only a deep sense of decadence in their eyes.

Although Méiyou wanted to escape alone, and scattered to block the mountain road, waiting for the pursuing enemy to approach, but in the current state of the crowd, perhaps a single shot would be defeated by the pursuers.

The Gundam figure behind the Shihou Mountain Road finally revealed its overall appearance, and it was a seven or eight meter tall ogre, compared to the ogre in the Alterac Mountains, the skin was a little grassy, and the body was relatively thin.

"Heh, is it just an ogre?" Yang Long was stunned for a moment, shook his head and smiled, and his solemn expression relaxed.

Through the zhidào that perceives nénggou very qingchu, there are fourteen ogres below, of which ten are fourth-order, three are fifth-order, and there is a sixth-order ogre who is probably the leader at the end.

Originally, Yang Long thought that the chasing soldiers in the dark might be a creature unique to the Arathi Heights, so he was a little unsure whether to help, but after seeing that the main owner was just an ogre, he finally let go of his worries and decided to lend a hand.

Although this group of ogres seemed to be in good strength, their intelligence was not worth mentioning compared to that of human professionals, so Yang Long only needed to spend a little yidiǎnshijiān to destroy this group of creatures.

"Teacher, are we going to make a move?" Xue Ni answered from Yang Long's expression, clenched her long sword and asked again.

"Well, just wait a little longer. Yang Long first nodded, then shook his head, his eyes fixed on the nervous sergeants below, and replied lightly.

Xue Ni looked at Yang Long with some confusion, but did not ask again, but calmed down to adjust her state so that she could join Jiliè's battle at any time.

On the same shijiān, on the mountain road where the master and apprentice were watching, the ogre finally caught up with the team.

"Warriors, attack!" the female warrior shouted, and the leading soldier took the lead with a shield in one hand and a sword in the other, and rushed towards the onrushing ogre, as if even if the jade was burning, it would stop the ogre.

The rest of the more than a dozen fourth-order warriors, affected by the female warrior's fearless temperament, were obviously stunned for a moment, and finally stopped looking like they were waiting, and they let out calls one after another, and began to cheer up.

"Kill!"

More than a dozen fourth-order warriors, each of four in a row, hissed and shouted and rushed towards the ogre on the opposite side, and the declining morale began to rise slightly, trying to block the impact of the ogre group with Ziji's body.

It's a pity that for these warriors, it's only a little bit of jingshén now, and it's obviously too late, the sergeants have just run a few steps, and one by one, the huge ogres rushed in front of them.

"Whew"

The ogres let out a qiguài shout, and the first three ogres, who were seven meters tall, held a huge stone hammer in their hands, and with the inertia brought by running, they crashed into the sergeants.

Syllable!

The two opposing groups of creatures collided violently, and there was a loud collision, killing the three human sergeants instantly, and their bodies flew high like a stump and fell into the grass on both sides of the mountain road. (To be continued.) )