After countless battles, now Yang Long's physical strength has reached a level comparable to that of fine-quality material armor, and it is not easy for an ordinary sword to pierce his skin.

However, the splashing clods of dirt still made him feel very uncomfortable when they hit his body, and Yang Long was still so embarrassed, and the orcs whose average strength was less than the middle level were even more casualties.

The clods of earth that rose from the ground caused half of the casualties of the orc army in just a few seconds, and even the blackstone orc officers wearing neat armor had some blue noses and swollen faces."

Compared to the orc army, it was the dozen or so human captives, protected by the thick iron plate under them, although they were motionless but did not suffer any damage, only three or four were hit by the clods of earth and their flesh and blood were blurred.

And the reason why Yang Long was furious on the spot was because the orcs, who were beaten up by the bursting clods of soil, suddenly grabbed the weapons on their bodies and slashed at the human captives who had no power to resist.

Now the distance between Yang Long and the human captives was less than thirty meters away, and with his eyesight, he could clearly see that except for the captives who were hit by a large number of clods of earth, none of the other human captives were fatally injured.

It's just that the joints of their limbs are firmly nailed to the iron plate by an iron nail two or three or four centimeters long, so that they will look as motionless as corpses in the distance.

It is for this reason that when the orcs around them suddenly burst out and stabbed them with weapons. There was no way for these captives to dodge, and three or four were killed in an instant.

In the face of death, most of these human captives were silent, and some of them seemed to be cursing with their mouths closed, but they could not hear anything because of the cracking sound of the surrounding soil.

Although the limbs of these human captives were disposed of, Yang Long only had no problem in releasing the Holy Light and treating them intact.

The original plan was to rescue the human captives and then use them to gain the favor of some powerful people in the Storm Kingdom, but the actions of the orcs made Yang Long's plan fail. Irritating his nerves made him furious.

"I'm grass!" Yang Long roared angrily. The left hand dispersed the flame explosion technique that had not yet been fully condensed, and with a flick of the right hand, it shot out four small arm-thick qi.

Phew!

In a short distance of thirty meters, the four orcs who jumped into the car and slashed the captives did not even realize that danger was coming. was directly shot in the head. The body shook and fell out of the car.

Even the other orcs around the iron cart. was also swept through the chest directly by the remaining energy, and was wrapped in the energy like a substance, flying out seven or eight meters like a sugar gourd. As a result, more than a dozen lives were finally dispersed.

It was precisely for this reason that the orcs in the rear of the army immediately found that they had been attacked, and their eyes invariably turned backwards, focusing on Yang Long, who was striding towards him and was less than five meters away from the pallet car.

"Human!"

"In vain!"

"Sure enough, it's human!"

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The orcs were collectively stunned for a second, then they screamed, took their weapons and rushed towards the iron cart, just like the other orcs that Yang Long had killed before.

These green-skinned actions that were not afraid of death were exactly what Yang Long intended, and while his right hand continued to exert his strength, his left hand also took out a one-handed long sword from the spatial ring, and rushed towards the orcs.

Whoa!

The continuous fighting energy, each of which can cause terrible lethality, groups of orcs fell one after another, but what kept making Yang Long feel a little strange was that these orcs did not dodge, and seemed to not take their lives seriously at all.

"Not quite right! How do you feel a little" Yang Long had a gloomy face, and swung his weapon in his hand to slash the three orcs who rushed over, and slashed through the sword with the bridge of his nose, but a slight sense of unhappiness rose in his heart.

However, the orcs surging from all sides made Yang Long unable to think seriously, and he had just caught a trace of spirit rhino in his mind, but he was interrupted by an orc who was full of stinky breath and rushed to the front with a whoow shout.

With an indifferent face, he swung his long sword and stabbed it into the orc's bloody mouth, and then the long sword shook and shook, and the corpse of the orc, which lost its life, flew backwards with great force, knocking over several of its kind one after another before falling to the ground.

Wow wow wow wow

However, half a second later, more orcs gathered around, like moths to a fire, and launched a fierce attack on Yang Long one after another, leaving him with no time to think about other things for the time being.

"Hmph!" Yang Long snorted disdainfully, his face was gloomy, and he continued to harvest the orcs who were not afraid of death, but in just a few minutes, he killed two or three hundred orcs.

In the past few minutes, the battle from 10,000 meters away seems to have finally decided the winner.

In the earth, which lacked follow-up power, the clods of soil no longer burst and splashed, and the sound of collisions around them gradually stopped, because of the impact of the clods of soil, and the orc troops in front of them, who were blocked from view, also discovered Yang Long's existence.

At this time, there were no more orcs left around Yang Long.

"Human?!" The leader of this orc army is a three-meter-tall orc, with scarred skin and dark skin, almost the middle-aged and old man among the orcs.

Finding the humans standing at the back of the team in a piece of clan corpses, this orc leader didn't have any surprise in his eyes, and after taking a deep look at Yang Long, he suddenly roared: "Kill them!"

Hearing the order of the orc leader, the orcs, who were already panting with red eyes, immediately waved the weapons in their hands and rushed towards Yang Long, stepping all the clods of earth that fell on the ground into the earth.

Most of the wolves ridden by this orc army were killed and injured in the previous burst of clods, and now there are only a dozen or so that have not been hurt too much, and they can still carry the orcs quickly.

When the orc infantry rushed towards Yang Long, these elites who rode wolves with an average strength of more than the fifth order actually did not cooperate with the clansmen to fight, but bloomed in all directions, and each chose a direction and rushed away.

Obviously, these guys didn't intend to fight Yang Long to the death, on the one hand, they used a lot of cannon fodder to contain him, and on the other hand, they quickly left to find reinforcements, without the slightest drag and water, which did not match the appearance of the orcs with developed limbs and simple minds.

Phew!

Three rays of energy shot out, two of which accurately killed the two orcs, and the other one was a little farther away, and the orc cavalry dodged in time, but only pierced its shoulder, allowing this unlucky guy to roll off the wolf.

It's just that the other orc cavalry, Yang Long is a little beyond the reach of the whip, not to mention that he still needs to guard a few human prisoners, even if he rushes up to chase and kill, he can't take care of the cavalry in so many directions.

"How do you feel like you've entered a trap deliberately set by the orcs" Yang Long turned his gaze from the fleeing cavalry to the iron plate car, and his pupils suddenly shrank as soon as his eyes swept away.

In order not to accidentally injure the human captives lying on the iron plate car, Yang Long deliberately distanced twenty or thirty meters away from the iron plate car and blocked it behind him.

The average strength of the human captives on the iron plate car was only about the fourth order, and in the battle surrounded by orcs, there was almost no difference between the aura of the two for Yang Long.

The aura of each creature is indeed different, but this difference is not easy to distinguish, and the aura that Yang Long can identify in the past is only Xueni, Macriel, etc., who are very close to him and accompany him day and night.

These human captives were very important, so in the previous battles, Yang Long was conscious when he was exerting his strength, giving priority to killing the orcs who were close to the iron plate car.

But what he didn't expect was that more than a dozen surviving human captives actually died in just a few minutes, and when Yang Long's eyes swept over the iron plate car, all that came into his eyes was a piece of stumps.

"These damn orcs!" Yang Long only now realized what the orc leader meant by "they".

The priority killing target of these orcs was not Yang Long, who caused them rapid attrition, but the human captives lying on the iron cart, although Yang Long had the intention to protect them just now, but under the intentional attack of the orcs, most of the human captives died.

A feeling of being fooled rose in Yang Long's heart, making him feel the anger rising.

Fortunately, such anger did not make Yang Long lose his mind, those orc cavalry who fled may bring more reinforcements at any time, it is already unwise to stay here, and it is only right to evacuate immediately.

Thinking of this, Yang Long gritted his teeth, a trace of flame flashed in the palm of his left hand, and a wall of fire with a height of five meters and a thickness of ten meters suddenly appeared around the orc army, completely surrounding them.

"Ahh

With the experience of their companions, the rest of the orcs fell into a rage, but they still stopped, roared irritably on the other side of the wall of fire, trying to break through the obstacles, but for a while they could not find a useful measure.

The orcs who rushed to kill occupied an area almost the size of half a football field, and these enemies who survived the chaos had a minimum strength of the third order, which was not so easy to kill.

And even if you kill these orcs, you won't be able to cover up the news.

Therefore, Yang Long didn't want to waste his magic energy, but just released a wall of fire that was enough to stop the enemy, and strode to the iron plate cart, and found the three human captives who were still alive with his senses. (To be continued.)