Just as the Baroque and the dark spokesman Syllucius were planning to unite, the battle between the Frostwolf Army and the White Deer Army was also coming to an end. There is no surprise that the 10,000 teams of the White Deer Clan led by Calus faced the 10,000 teams of Frost Wolves commanded by Tulayan, and they lost cleanly and completely!

The orc warriors of the White Deer Clan are brave and powerful, and they are not afraid of death. But the frostwolf orcs are not far behind, and they have undergone rigorous training and training, which is incomparable to the white deer orcs.

Among the beasts, except for the small number of guards of the tribal patriarch or shaman, the other ordinary warriors are usually just ordinary herdsmen, and only when it is necessary to fight, will they take up arms to form an army. Because of this, the combat power of orcs has always been uneven, and there is a lot of randomness.

And Baroque has broken this habit of not being a habit since he was a small tribe of blue wolves. It is also because he always has sufficient supplies in his hands, so he frees the young and strong of the tribe from grazing or labor, and only trains in combat all day long, so their combat effectiveness is incomparable to that of other tribes of orcs. The 10,000 frostwolf warriors in Tulayan's hands have been trained harshly for more than a year, and they have already been trained into elite battles with humans in between, plus they also have a unique military formation belonging to the orcs. How could it be that the 10,000 orcs under Calus, who were still grazing in their tribes a few months ago, could be defeated?

When Tulayan and Yatutu led the legion to charge, they directly tore apart the 10,000-strong team of the White Deer Clan. No matter how desperately Calus tried to stop him, he couldn't stop the crazy frostwolf warriors. At last. When Calus looked around blankly, he found that the army around him had collapsed! Just as ice and snow met flames, no white deer orc could even raise the slightest thought of resisting.

The frostwolf army is mercilessly slaughtering the 10,000 people of the White Deer Clan. This is a confrontation between the two clans. If one of the sides does not explicitly offer to surrender, the battle will never stop until one of them is driven out ......!

Calus's expression was numb, and he was standing in the middle of the chaotic battlefield, with four people surrounding him, Tulayan, and Yatutu. There are also two snow leopard beast armored warriors. Surrounded by brave frostwolf warriors, attacking the White Deer orcs. It was a one-sided massacre! In the rear, Caius's position in the center. There was no movement for a long time. This is a war of war, a war that decides everything! The Great Chief of the White Deer Clan doesn't want to admit defeat, he really can't afford to lose. Because once he waved the battle flag that represented admitting defeat, it also meant that the White Deer Clan was completely defeated by the Frost Wolf Clan. Everything he has. It will disappear. But Caius still had 70,000 troops with him. At least twice as many as the army of frostwolves. How could he be willing to hand over everything?

Caius didn't move, and Calus knew that he was abandoned, and so was his 10,000-strong team. The Great Chief of Caius will not be willing to hand over his power, he still has so many troops, and he can still fight hard!

"Come on, who's going to fight me!" Calus snapped back to his senses, his expression hideous, almost distorted. Roared: "Who's going to fight me, bastard of the frostwolf." You won, but the White Deer Clan has no Calus who surrendered, only Calus who died in battle!"

Both Tulayan and Yatutu withdrew their gazes from the position of the White Deer Clan's Caius on the opposite side, and they both saw disdain and mockery in each other's eyes. Hey, that's it, a bear egg you can't afford to lose!

Tulayan walked out, he slapped his chest hard, and paid tribute to Calus: "Karus of the White Deer Clan, Tulayan of the Frost Wolf salute you. As a sign of my respect, I will kill you with my own hands and keep your honor untarnished. And I will let my warriors show mercy, they will not slaughter your soldiers again, they will only let them be wounded, leaving them alive. ”

Yatutu had already left, and he went to command the army to convey Tulayan's orders. Calus looked at Tulayan seriously, and suddenly, the ugly orc cracked his mouth and smiled: "Tulayan, I have long heard of your bloody prestige. It's a pity that we met too late, if I could have met you earlier, I think ...... We will be very good friends, and we may even fight together against the Terrans. ”

"It's not ......too late, if you will. As soon as Tulayan spoke, he was interrupted by Calus: "Don't say it, my fate is sealed." I'm going to die here, that's my fate. Come on, Tulayan, let me see the power of the long-rumored Frostwolf Clan's mysterious phantom beast armor!"

Tulayan sighed, knowing that the fierce White Deer Orc had already made a decision, and he could only fulfill Calus. The Gesar Pangolin Phantom Beast Armor on his body trembled like dense scales, flashing a layer of luster: "We call it [Beast Armor], they are not dead things, but living phantom beasts. We are brothers in life and death who fight side by side. Tulayan explained.

"It's amazing, come on, let me see the power of the beast armor!" Calus said with a hint of envy, and then his expression changed, and his eyes returned to coldness.

Tulayan didn't say any more, he brandished his battle axe, and with the blessing of the pangolin's beast armor on his body, like a humanoid machine, his feet slammed to the ground, and he rushed towards Calus. Calus erupted in a dazzling white light, and his beast battle aura rose to the highest to meet Tulayan's great axe attack.

The surrounding orcs heard a loud clash of gold and iron, as if the air was torn apart. Both Tulayan and Karus were blown away by the force. It's just that Tulayan immediately got up from the ground, as if unscathed, and immediately rushed towards Calus again. And Calus also stood up, but the white light of the beast battle qi on his body was much dimmer!

They just fought each other without any fancy, fighting each other with strength. Tulayan became more and more courageous, but the fighting spirit on Calus's body gradually weakened, and finally it was like a dying lamp, crumbling .............

The war was long over, and the Frostwolf Clan had won a great victory, with no more than a hundred of their 10,000-strong team killed. The 10,000-strong team of the White Deer Clan had been completely disabled, and there was no time to count the casualties, but at least three to five thousand people were killed in battle. If it weren't for the last moment, Yatutu conveyed the order, only wounding the White Deer orc warriors, I'm afraid they would have died more. At this time, both the defeated frostwolf warriors and the defeated white deer orcs who surrendered their weapons and became prisoners formed a large circle around them, paying attention to the battle between Tulayan and Karus!

............ In the final blow, the panting Calus had no strength to fight back, and he could only support the heavy sword to keep himself from falling. Tulayan had no reservations, even as a tribute to Calus, he would not let him suffer again.

Throwing away the tomahawk, Tulayan roared in anger, and the beast armor on his body extended from his arms with two sharp claws (think Wolverine ( ̄┰ ̄*)) , and pounced on Calus in a fit fit. Calus cracked his mouth and smiled, and casually threw away his heavy sword and ............!

It's all over, and the two heroes who cherish each other stand there with each other's arms crossed. Tulayan was silent, the claws of the beastly armor in his hand silently pulled away from Calus's chest. Calus' eyes had lost their brilliance, but he still had a smile on his face. At the last moments, Tulayan heard the words of Calus in his ear: "Tulayan...... Thank you for making me die like a hero......!"

Ending the life of an orc hero with his own hands is something that no orc would be happy about. Tulayan felt that he was going mad, his face was blue, his eyes were red, and he yelled: "Legion, assemble ......!"

The Frostwolf 10,000 people, who had just finished the battle, were tired and tired, but they still quickly assembled into a team with extremely fast movements. The White Deer Clan captives gathered on the battlefield were a little overwhelmed as they found that the Frost Wolf's army had left them alone!

Tulayan let out a high-pitched shout in the direction of the White Deer Clan's Kaius Army: "Caius, if you are still a hero, if you still consider yourself an orc. Then come and fight me yourself, and don't fucking let someone else die like a fucking bitch. I'll use the legion I just finished fighting in my hand to fight against any of your 10,000-strong White Deer elites. Come on, don't be a coward, don't let people look down on ......!"

Tulayan's voice was so loud that the orcs on the entire battlefield heard his shout. The Chinese army of the White Deer Clan was silent, and the silence was terrifying. As for the Frostwolf Legion, Muru was the first to notice the abnormality, and he finally couldn't help but shake his head, and said to Vignor and Hesse, the captains beside him, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "Go back and command your 10,000 people, let's prepare for a big battle, Caius will not accept the continuation of the war!" Hehe, I finally understand why Baroque is so relieved, only let us come to a decisive battle with the more than 100,000 troops of the White Deer Clan." Caius didn't act like a hero at all, and it's no wonder that Baroque looked down on him and didn't care about him. ”

Vigno and Hesse had long watched Tulayan fight in front of them, and they both knew that this battle would determine whether they could get a chance to take the lead on their own. Because after defeating the White Deer Clan and annexing it, they will return to the grassland of the horse land and participate in the [Sacrifice to the Beast God Ceremony] that will surely shake the entire beast clan. Then the Baroque will officially start the operation to unite the beasts. With the power of the Frost Wolf Clan, there should be no more decent resistance within the Beast Clan in the future, let alone fighting. In the future, the Baroque expands the orc legion, and whether they can be reused depends on their current performance. So why don't they be eager!

Without hesitation, they returned to their respective 10,000-strong teams to boost the morale of their brothers and prepare for the fight. The 10,000 Frost Wolf Elite of the Chinese Army, commanded by Muru, is also preparing.

The elite army of frostwolves totaled 80,000 people, except for Barotan who led a team of 10,000 people to garrison in Shoton City, 30,000 people were led by Lorne Khan, Soto and Balinta to attack the lair of the White Deer Clan. Then Angel and Hubertus led another 10,000 troops to attack the rear army of the White Deer Clan on the opposite side. With the addition of a 10,000-strong team of the striker Tulayan, at this time Muru only had his Chinese army in his hands, and Vigno and Hesse's 30,000 soldiers with a 10,000-person team each.

On the side of Caius, on the other hand, there were 100,000 troops, except for the 20,000 men in the rear, who were intercepted by the light and heavy cavalry of Angray and Hubertus. That is, Tulayan destroyed a team of 10,000 people in the war, and he still had 70,000 people left in his hands. With 70,000 against 30,000, imagine how could Caius be willing to admit defeat?

Muru didn't care, not even the entire Frostwolf army! They were confident of winning, and it would be a big victory! )