Standing on the side of the suspension bridge in Xiluo Village and looking at the opposite bank, there are grass and branches and leaves withered and yellow, although it is late autumn, but the corn field that no one harvests is still very dense, from time to time you can hear the roar of the orcs, with the roar of the corn stalks will often collapse large branches and leaves fly, occasionally a few orcs will fall down the river bank and fall on the side of the river beach. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

On the other hand, there are dense crowds of people standing on both sides of the drawbridge at the moment, especially the most sergeants in iron armor, these people are standing silently behind the drawbridge, some with shields and spears on their arms, and some with swords unsheathed and strong bows in their hands, with awe-inspiring expressions.

Behind them are a team of demon sculptors dressed in all kinds of strange equipment, but most of them are still mainly leather armor, and there are still a few who can have iron armor after all. These people all have their own emblems and flags, which are basically worn in such a prominent position on their chests, and only a few squads hide their logos for some unknown purpose.

Most of these people have many tattoos, fierce appearances, and most of them are bald and bearded, they are extremely burly, like brute bears, they talk like quarrels, and they stare at people first, the model of such people is Lord Xia Rui, and his guards also happen to be in the position after the army and before the demon team.

Looking at the iron armor of the guards, the members of the demon team from all walks of life were also envious, and said secretly in private: "It is also the beginning of the demon team, how can people mix so well......?

Behind the Demon Squad, there is the loosest group of people, they are either standing together in twos and threes, or looking left and right in groups of three or five, with a smile and indifferent look on their faces, only when there is an occasional fierce light in their eyes, people know that they are not good people.

Most of these people have hidden secrets, and it is said that many of the adventurers are criminals, and they can change their roles at will. Maybe it's the thieves in the village, the robbers outside the village, the bandits in the jungle, or even the rebels who have seized the veins.

When the winch made a "boom-bang-bang" sound, the suspension bridge finally fell slowly, and finally landed on the opposite bank with a bang, stirring up a cloud of dust.

"Bang ......"

The heavy iron combat boots made a loud sound in the neat footsteps, so that the original noise on both sides of the Budry River immediately fell silent, the earth seemed to tremble, and the Budry River was silent and no longer made waves. The scorching sun was shining, and the shaking armor made the dazzling light fly in all directions, and the fierce momentum made people breathless.

Bursts of howls sounded in the dense forests and continuous cornfields on the banks of the river, and the sound spread far away, and there were also howls in the distance, as if in response, and the ensuing cries were incessant, and it was impossible to distinguish between the east and the west, and in short, everyone immediately felt as if they were trapped in a sea of orcs.

Experienced veterans know that it is still terrifying to hear its voice and not see its shadow, and for a while the orcs will come like a tide, that is the moment of life and death, and the beast tide will drown the human race like a monstrous wave.

When the army crossed the drawbridge and went to the opposite bank, Marquis Will waved his hand, and the columns of sergeants quickly formed various battle formations and slowly began to advance.

It was clear to everyone that the first battle of the orcs was a top priority, because it was necessary to lay a foothold large enough so that the follow-up personnel could enter the battlefield one after another to fight with the army, and even serve as a flank to cover the army.

From a distance, you can see the corn stalks falling in waves in pieces, and countless black shadows are running in them, and the speed is extremely amazing. The dust and smoke on the earth roared like thunder, and when I looked up, I saw that the black pressure was rushing like a tide.

The archers behind the battle formation had already received orders, and after the feathered arrows wrapped in rags dipped in fire oil were lit in the brazier, a rain of arrows was unleashed at the cornfield. Black smoke and flames immediately rose from countless places, and then a raging fire rose into the air, and the flames rose several feet high by the wind.

There was a terrible roar in his ears, and countless orcs threw themselves out of the fire, some rolling and wailing on the dirt road, some throwing at the sergeant with a scorched smell, and several inches of fangs peeking out of the bloody mouths, and their eyes were full of crazy bloodthirsty and fierce light.

The feather arrows descended again, casting a large shadow on the earth, and after a few breaths, the dozens of orcs who were scorched were full of feather arrows, and the bloodthirsty light in their eyes was no longer there, and they struggled to get up, but their throats were cut by the oncoming sergeant with a wave of their hands, and they fell to the ground unwillingly.

"Bang ......"

The footsteps did not stop, the sound continued, and as the battle formation in front of him advanced step by step, the columns of sergeants behind him also kept walking down the suspension bridge, and new battle formations quickly took shape and expanded to all sides.

Ota was walking on the drawbridge at this time, but his eyes kept looking at the other side.

Although there were nearly 5,000 archers in the army, the speed of the orcs was really terrifying, and there were too many of them, and after a few volleys, the orcs had already rushed to the front, and they had no choice but to merge into the battle formation and attack the orcs.

When the hand-to-hand combat finally began, Ota saw countless orcs crashing into the body of the steel army like a tall city wall, countless black shadows flying in the air, and then suddenly dismembered and broken into several pieces, and blood and flesh were scattered and scattered.

There were severed limbs of humans, and there were also heads of orcs, shouts of killing and roars were intertwined, and there was a tragic situation of blood rain spraying everywhere, and the thick smell of blood instantly diffused, and I felt sick to smell it.

Fighting his discomfort, Ota continued to walk down the drawbridge with the Guards, who were tasked with clearing the walls, that is, cutting down trees along the river and burning the thick dead grass on the banks to remove anything that obstructed the view, and the trunks of the trees were used to build camps and protective fences.

At this time, Lord Xia Rui waved his hand and roared: "The army is buying us time, you must move quickly, come back immediately after clearing the river bank to assist the others, act now." ”

The Guards immediately followed the previous deployment and formed dozens of triangular battle formations to move upstream and downstream on both sides of the suspension bridge. Just after the Guards began to move, various demon squads and adventurers also began to act, they first had to transport the rough wood and other materials prepared in the village to the other side of the river, but these woods were far from enough, so they needed to use local materials. When the timber is delivered, they will work with the villagers to cut down the trees on the riverbank, and after the guards have cleared the riverbank, the safety of the villagers will be guaranteed.

In the triangular battle formation, the instructor fortress walked in the No. 1 charging position as the one with the highest combat power, and Ota was behind him on the left side, walking in the No. 2 cover position. Led by the fortress, the team cautiously advanced five hundred meters upstream along the river bank, and behind them, every fifty meters, there was a team of warbands, all of them staring intently at the woods on the river bank.

The other side of the forest was shouting at this time, thinking that the sergeant had already fought with a large number of orcs, and under the attraction of the army, there should not be many orcs who could rush through the forest and run to the bank of the river.

I saw that the sound of the branches and leaves shaking in the forest became louder and louder, and there were countless birds hovering over the dense forest.

Orta took a long breath, this was the first time he had stepped on the battlefield, and he was entrusted with a heavy task by the instructor to be placed in the No. 2 assistant defense position, so he was inevitably a little nervous. He turned around and looked, and not far behind him was the fast-flowing Budry River, which rolled and roared away with the waves. Although this is a back-to-back battle, there is no need to worry about orcs suddenly appearing behind him to sneak attack, and after glancing at the other team members, Ota finally let go of his hanging heart.

Because Orta couldn't see any nervousness on their faces, they even smiled and nodded at him when they saw that they looked over, and a feeling of trust gave him great comfort.

At this time, I heard the fortress instructor say calmly: "Ota, although you are young, I already know your abilities very well, with your combat strength, you are already qualified to fight side by side with us, and all of us also believe that you will definitely become a heroic warrior and a trustworthy partner." Now, it's time to sharpen you, and remember, warriors are born on the battlefield and believe in themselves and even more importantly in their teammates. ”

Ota only felt a sense of pride, and couldn't help but nod heavily, and said, "Don't worry, instructor, I won't disappoint everyone." ”

As soon as the words fell, I heard the instructor shouting: "Attack preparation ......"

”...... Kill"

A large black and yellow figure rushed out of the dense forest, rushing towards the many squads on the bank of the river, the blood in the mouth of the canine teeth intertwined, the disgusting mucus splashed in the running, and there was a foul smell in the distance, presumably the tooth poison in the mouth was also extremely fatal.

In the blink of an eye, the orcs rushed closer, and Ota saw an orc nearly two meters tall leap into the air and pounce on it, its black claws were unusually sharp, and Ota believed that if such a claw was grasped on the skull, it would have to be sparse in a single stroke.

The configuration of the fortress instructor is a large shield in his left hand, a machete with sharp teeth on the back of a knife in his right hand, and the blade is very wide, and if you don't look closely, you will think that it is a large guillotine used in the stable.

At this time, I saw him thrust the machete into the ground, flipped the big iron shield with both hands, and then took a step forward sharply, and slashed it with both hands, and saw a black light flash after the big iron shield was inserted into the orc's chest and abdomen, and the timing was quite good.

The strong orc almost became two, but he was still wailing and struggling for a while, and the blood splashed the instructor's body like a fountain, but he still didn't realize it, the iron shield in his hand was gently supported by the momentum of the orc's pounce, and the almost two corpses fell behind him, and then he held the shield in his left hand and drew the knife in his right hand, and his eyes were fixed on the next target.

Fast, too fast, this is just the blink of an eye, a strong orc died at the hands of the instructor, if it weren't for the blood stains on his body, Ota couldn't believe it was true, how fast could it be? and judgment and timing...... Otta's eyes lit up.

It's just that there is no time for him to sigh, at this time, the large group of orcs seemed to be furious under the stimulation of the smell of blood, some jumped up in the air and flew towards them, and some people stood up, and the sharp nails on their claws whistled.

Ota saw an orc's claw scratch a spark at the instructor's left shield, but his body followed the inertia in front of him. I saw a flash of black light, and the big sword in his right hand did not hesitate to slash over, probably because of some nervousness, so there were some small deviations in Otta's judgment and strength, I wanted this sword to cut off its neck, but it turned out to be cut on the flat nose bridge of the orc, fortunately, Ota was extremely powerful, and when I saw the orc's half-pulled head case flying to the side with a red and white thing, it didn't even have time to scream, and it was amputated by Ota from below the eyebrows.

After killing this orc, Ota only felt that there seemed to be an electric current rushing out of his body, and his sweat pores exploded, and his body trembled, but fortunately, that feeling disappeared in an instant, and in his bones, or in his blood, a certain power suddenly exploded, Ota didn't have time to think about whether this was an increase in courage or something else, he just felt that at this moment, only killing the orcs in front of him was his favorite thing to do.

The squad didn't charge, just pinned firmly in place, attracting the orcs to besiege. At the beginning, the instructor was afraid that he would not be able to cope with it, so he deliberately hit the orc who pounced on him to the right side behind him, and handed it to his teammate in the third assistant defense position to kill him with a fatal blow.

But when he saw that Ota was always good at killing with one hit, he was relieved to miss a few orcs to relieve his pressure.

"Bang"

The instructor leaned forward to dodge a claw, and then the shield struck the orc's back sideways, and gave it to Ota to kill, and with a wave of his right hand, the machete in his hand turned into a black light and slashed down, splitting half of the orc's shoulder and head on the other side.

The orc who was smashed by the instructor instinctively stretched out his claws to grab Ota's head, but unfortunately Ota was faster than it, and his hand seemed to be just shaking, and the big sword in his left hand stabbed out, and it stabbed into the heart with a "poof", and then with a shake, the big sword was pulled out of its chest.

After a muffled sound, the orc raised his claws and fell at the feet of Otta, blood gushed out and flowed on the river beach of fine gravel, and Ota just kicked it away with a fierce kick, so as not to get in the way, the previous corpses were all disposed of like this, at this time on the river beach a few meters away on his left, there were more than a dozen beast corpses piled up, the blood had already stained the river beach red, and it was slowly flowing into the Budry River.

The sun is not so dazzling, and in front of each squad of the Guards, there are beast corpses that have fallen to the ground, and there are as many as a hundred or so beast corpses, and around the team where Ota is located, if you count them carefully, there are as many as two hundred beast corpses, and at this time, there are not many orcs coming out of the forest, only a dozen or so, and some of them are still covered with fur and blood, but the injuries are not too fatal, and it seems that they escaped from the battlefield on the other side of the forest.

On the fourth archer behind Otta, there was a buzzing sound of bowstrings, and then two feathered arrows were seen flying away, and then Ota saw that the orc running in front seemed to sense danger, and suddenly crawled down to dodge, but was shot through the right eye by a feathered arrow, and the tip of the arrow drilled out of the back of its head.

"Forty-one"

A muffled voice came from the archer position behind Horta.

Ota looked at the pile of beast corpses on his left, sixteen or seventeen, so he silently lowered his head, this blow is too big.