Chapter 125: The Beast Emperor's Lineage

Ryan turned back and carefully inspected the orc position in the distance, but saw hundreds of orc warriors in armor wielding the battle axes in their hands to slaughter the orc warriors who fled back.

Just as Ryan was recalling when and where he had seen this armor, war drums suddenly sounded on the battlefield. "Knock, knock!knock!", each loud sound seemed to break through the shackles of space, directly in the ears of the human warriors, and every time this strange drum sounded, the human warrior's heart unconsciously beat with it, when the drum sounded louder and denser, the human warrior's heart also beat faster, and showed a painful expression on his face.

"This is the most elite unit of the orcs, it seems that they can't hold their breath anymore!" Ryan immediately remembered what he had seen outside the Beast Blood Fortress and on the Thor Fortress, those elite orc warriors wearing well-made armor, and he whispered to Elendor beside him, "Success or failure is here!"

Every human warrior held the weapon in his hand tightly, staring intently ahead, under the herald's transmission, they all knew that they were about to face the most elite troops of the orcs, which of course indicated that their next battle would be more difficult, but it also meant a very important thing, that is, the orcs were going to show their last dragon card.

The name "dragon card" comes from a game between the nobles "tarot card", in the tarot card, the most powerful and effective card is 4 different colors of dragon cards, this kind of card is usually used in the most critical place, whenever they appear is a tarot card game to reach the most exciting. Later, this title was applied to all kinds of things, and was used to describe the most powerful person or means with the "dragon card". Because this card has supreme power in the tarot card game like a secular king, some people call it "trump card".

"Hey, Allendo. Ryan stared at the elite orc troops in the distance, but joked in his mouth: "I remember when you played tarot cards, you were the most powerful, often got dragons, lichs or something, and every time you used several times more cards than other ** to bully them." It seems that the Beast Emperor is going to learn from you this time, I don't know if you will charge tuition?"

Alendor laughed dumbly, shook his head and said, "Don't dare to play anymore, don't dare to play anymore, Elena's little witch has asked to tie my hands and imprison me again, otherwise she will always lose." ”

"Haha......" The human warriors and magicians around couldn't help but laugh together when they heard the conversation between Ryan and Elendo, while Faras stood behind Ryan and pursed his lips and said, "Okay, Elendo, it turns out that you will also speak ill of others behind your back, hurry up and buy me, otherwise I will go to the snitch!"

Everyone laughed again, and Alendor smiled at Ryan, what was the topic that Ryan mentioned just now, Alendor was clear, so he deliberately cooperated with Ryan to say that, and now it seems that Ryan's purpose has been achieved.

The war drums of the orcs intensified, and a huge thunder beast appeared in front of the eyes of the humans. This behemoth looks very vicious on the outside, but its temperament is very docile, and even this kind of monster only eats grass and does not eat meat, but it is not easy to raise such a thunder beast, because it eats a lot of food, almost equivalent to 20 Tarun cattle or 30 Tarun sheep, and it is basically useless in ordinary times, so the entire orc tribe, and only the beast emperor's brute bear clan raises a small amount.

On the body of each thunder beast, there were four orc drummers, they waved their arm-thick drumsticks vigorously, beating the war drums with all their might, and the dull impact sound spread throughout the central square of the imperial capital, and the orc warriors also stepped on this drum, and began to gather together in great strides.

At first, the orcs poured out of the passages and formed small formations of hundreds of people, and then these squads gathered together like water droplets pouring into the sea, forming a large phalanx of tens of thousands of people. The catapult behind the humans continuously projected boulders, but unfortunately the orc was standing in a position outside the range of the catapult, so it did not achieve much effect.

After about 20 minutes or so, the orcs finally assembled, Ryan roughly counted, about 60,000 to 70,000 people, Ryan thought in his heart, felt that these were the last strength of the orcs, after all, the orcs had to put some pressure on the other directions of the royal viewing platform to drag some of the human defenders.

Ryan turned his head to look at Bacon, who whispered in Ryan's ear with a serious expression, "Seventy-five thousand." After saying this, Bacon thought for a moment, and added: "There is no confusion in the whole assembly process, and this kind of discipline must be at least the most elite kind of troops, even if it is placed in our human army." ”

Ryan nodded slightly, indicating that he understood the meaning of Bacon's words, he turned his head to look at the other side, and said to the Magister, Androkos and the others, "Hurry up and rest, the battle will be fierce in a while." In addition......" Ryan said this, he thought about it for a while, and decided to say it anyway: "When you cast the spell for a while, you four should not shoot together, only one person at a time is fine." Except for the 4 of you, all the remaining magicians are divided into two teams, plus me, so that we have a total of 7 groups, and everyone takes turns casting spells and taking turns to recover. ”

Androkos and the others nodded together, but Priest Al asked a little embarrassedly, "Excuse me, what kind of group am I?" Ryan smiled at him and said, "There are too few priests on our side, so please work hard and bless everyone with some protective magic." Speaking of which, Ryan decided to use this opportunity to solve the problem of coordination between the magicians, so he said to Androkos and them: "In a while, our protection will be handed over to Priest Al, as well as those giant shield warriors, everyone only needs a small amount of protective magic, we must throw as much magic as possible on the orc's position, otherwise we will not be able to form a suppression of the orcs." ”

"Understood!" everyone replied, anyway, for these mages, the orcs simply couldn't rush enough distance to carry out a long-range attack, and it didn't really make much sense to add protective magic. In the Royal Academy of Magic, every magician learns magic with the main practice of fighting magicians.

In the battle between magicians, especially between high-level magicians, a single protective magic may be enough to reverse the situation between the two sides, but after many battles, these magicians who have survived the test of war have helplessly found that more than half of the magic they have learned is basically useless.

In the melee of tens of millions of people, what the magician has to do is not to release the magic to suppress it, and it doesn't matter whether he has protection or not, generally speaking, as long as the number of magicians is large, and the attack is covered with area of effect magic, the orcs will not be able to pass through the covered area at all, let alone attack the magician who attacks humans with bows and arrows and spears. Of course, if it is just in case, that is, the effect of stone skin and mirror art is good, and magic such as defending against flames is simply Lang mana.

Therefore, many magicians who have participated in Thor's Fortress have found that the original magic apprentice named Ryan has learned something that is completely adapted to the needs of war, although he knows too few types of magic to take advanced exams, but Ryan's casting speed and magic power, as well as that kind of perverted recovery ability, can completely suppress the enemy's offensive with his own strength, and continue until the end of the battle, and usually to achieve such an effect, as long as it takes more than ten senior magicians to do it.

Ryan's performance at Camp 2 at Thor Fortress proves this and illustrates what an ordinary mage can do in war. Of course, as for the level of the Magister and above, it is natural to use high-level magic to carry out strategic strikes, and the high-level magic with a magic range of hundreds or thousands of meters can completely attack the enemy's forward command and eliminate the opponent's commander to achieve another effect.

"Look there!" Captain Colin of the shooter suddenly pointed at the orc's position, and everyone looked in the direction of his finger and saw a tall chariot slowly approaching. On the chariot stood a huge flag, made of the fur of a monster, and in the center of it was a strong beast, which Ryan recognized at a glance as a "bear of the earth".

The Earth Bear stood up, one forepaw raised in the air, as if to slap the enemy in front of him with all his might. The Earth Bear was brown all over, with only a few strands of white fluff on its lower abdomen, sharp teeth peeking out of its large mouth, and a fierce gaze projecting into its eyes, as if it was about to tear everything in front of it to pieces.

Although the whole pattern is very rough, it only uses a few brushstrokes to outline the demeanor of this earth bear, as long as you see this battle flag, you can immediately feel it, as if you also hear the battle roar of this earth bear.

Under the battle flag, the Beast Emperor put his hands behind his back, looking at the human position with an expressionless face, and the thin body of the prophet Evan was completely blocked by the Beast Emperor's body.

"The human mage is very bad," the Beast Emperor said lightly, "Then please leave it to you." ”

"As you wish, my Beast Emperor. Under the chariot, ten old orcs dressed very similar to the prophet Evan bowed down and saluted the Beast Emperor, and the orc at the head of them said, "We will do our best, even if it costs with our lives!"

"Let's get started!" the Beast Emperor waved his hand, and the ten old orcs bowed again, and then walked together to the pyre full of firewood in front of them.