"Fake, it's all used to fool people, don't be fooled!"

The two-headed ogre king Ruba let out a loud voice that was close to a mournful howl, waking up the ogres who were in a panic. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

His speculation was quickly agreed by his subordinates, and some of the sycophants who reacted seized the opportunity to take the opportunity to pat the horses.

"Haha, the king is wise!"

"The king said it was fake, it must be fake, where did a group of poor ghosts get such luxurious weapons from the Orcs, only fools would be frightened by them, or the king is smart!"

The earth-shattering frightening loudness instantly made a group of ogres relax their vigilance, and they all held their assholes around the king to hold his stinky feet.

In the Beamon orc cavalry phalanx that opened the cone-shaped charge formation, three young men and women in single tulle walked out, wearing either beast fur or ordinary clothes, and they didn't look very strong, they should be the noble leaders of this group of Beamon orcs.

"Haha, this is the true portrayal of the Beamon orcs, noble nobles can't get together a set of armor and equipment, how can a group of cannon fodder soldiers afford to wear such luxurious equipment, now the original form is revealed!"

Ruba took the giant mace that more than a dozen soldiers could only carry together, and proudly held it in his hand to show off.

"This weapon of mine was given to me by the Queen of the Fallen Elves herself, and it took me nearly a thousand catties of refined iron and mythril ore to create the best weapon in a month, and it took me a month to reward my great ogre king Ruba, and these fake things with mud paste actually dared to show off their might in front of me, and they almost laughed off their big teeth. ”

"But the mount under their crotch is not bad, presumably a monster mount that some noble tribe of Beamon spent a lot of money to put together...... Haha, it's cheap for me now, kill them, the mounts are all mine!"

Ruba saw through the overall strength of the other party at a glance, there was no strong man in the 100-strong Beamon orc cavalry with a strength of more than a 6-level star warrior, and the strongest archer in a black cloak was estimated to be only at the level of a 6-level demon archer, in front of the great 9-level super soldiers, it was simply vulnerable, and a sneeze could knock them all away, no different from delivering food!

Wiping the saliva from the corners of his mouth, the two heads on Luba's shoulders showed a sinister smile and excitement, "Haha, little ones, slaughter all these Beamon orcs who don't know whether they are alive or dead, and snatch all their mounts, and we will be rich!!"

Just as the two-headed ogre Luba was leading a group of demons and monsters to try, Wang Tiedan also stared at the 800 or so strong two-headed ogres opposite.

In the eyes of Wang Daguan, this group of ogres with strength level 2-3 star warriors are not many slaves and cannon fodder.

Nowadays, the Emerald City is in rapid development, and the lack of population and productivity is a very headache, which greatly restricts the development and expansion of the Emerald City. And a group of strong ogres are simply slaves and livestock sent to the door to mine for free to do heavy work, not only can open the mountain to mine and carry heavy materials, but also can be used as cannon fodder to attract the enemy's firepower in the event of an enemy war.

What a bunch of 'good people'!

Just when Wang Tiedan had bad intentions and was thinking about killing all these free laborers, the opposite ogre actually spread his feet and launched an attack, and this scene of throwing himself into the net instantly made him laugh 'hehe', "It's really a way to heaven, you don't go to hell, there is no door, you break in, and jump into the bowl in a hurry, don't blame Lao Tzu for being ruthless." ”

"All ready to meet the enemy!"

At the sound of an order, all the militia under the command of Emerald City took action, and they set up a magnificent formation to meet the enemy.

The other side.

"Haha, the little ones rush, kill them all for me!"

The ogre king Luba, who was sitting in the Chinese army, gave an order impatiently, and waved the thousand-pound giant mace in his hand, and a group of demons and monsters behind him were in a commotion, and the 300 cavalrymen in leather armor at the front urged the first-level earth demon beast 'jackalmon' under the crotch, and rushed towards the militia of the Emerald City who were waiting for them in a chaotic manner, so at the same time, 500 infantry armed with spears, dung forks, and maces also began to charge.

In an instant, the scene was chaotic and smoky.

The 800 screaming two-headed ogres, like a giant-stirring stick, stirred up the stinking dung pit and roared to kill.

The horn was sounded with less and more fighting.

Boom Boom Boom Boom !!

The two-headed ogre cavalry ran out of rhythmic movements, like a group of idiots with insufficient intelligence playing rock and roll, and their feet were making unfamous musical scores, and they were chaotic in a pot of porridge from front to back, left and right, like a group of lazy toads jumping into boiling water, staging a strange scene of death.

Don't you say it, the amazing two-headed ogre rode the stinky jackal, with its own weight really inspired a lot of vibration, the ground under his feet suddenly began to tremble, the barbed mace under the sun flashed with cold light, and under the inertial impact after the speed up, there was a little bit of cavalry corps impact.

A distance of a few hundred meters was a very short time for a cavalryman, and it took a few breaths to blink an eye.

Looking at the ogre cavalry that had always run like a group of earth dogs grabbing bones, Wang Tiedan's eyes flashed, and when the distance between the two sides was shortened to 100 meters, his face was straight, and he shouted: "All javelins are ready, listen to my orders, and prepare to attack!"

Whew-!!

There was a sound of metal friction in the formation of the Emerald City, and the sharp spears were grabbed by the strong men and placed behind them, and the sharp spears of the cold light were aimed at the ogre cavalry phalanx that was spitting Harazi, and only waited for the lord to give an order, revealing the fangs like death.

100 meters......

Eighty meters ......

Fifty meters......

The distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer, so close that they could see each other's faces and weapons in their hands, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

The ogre cavalry, who was charging with all his might, suddenly found that the spears in the hands of the Beamon orcs in front of them were actually aimed parallel to him, and he couldn't help laughing.

"Haha...... Sure enough, it was a rabble, and they didn't even know the most basic spear throwing tactics, and the opposing cavalry corps charged, and actually used parallel throwing...... It's just stupid!"

Seeing such a funny formation, several ogre squad leaders left and laughed.

The battle between the two armies, especially the cavalry charge, the battle situation is changing rapidly, and if you want to restrain the cavalry charge, in addition to the cavalry attack, you can only rely on bows and arrows or spears to shoot indiscriminately from the back or throw from the back, and carry out indiscriminate covering strikes, so as to maximize the damage to the enemy.

And the group of Beamon orcs in front of them, who had never seen the world, actually used parallel throwing weapons...... What do they want to do? Give us a chance to shoot the weak spear head-on?

"Oh, great ogre gods, these Beamon orcs have a sharp point in their heads, it's too idiotic, this charge can kill the other party in one turn, and the dawn of victory belongs to our great ogre!"

The ogre soldiers, who rushed to the front like a wild dog, burst out laughing.

But......

The next moment, their laughter was like a crowing pheasant being roughly pinched off its throat, all the laughter choked in their mouths, and the smug smile instantly froze on their ugly faces.

"Throw spears!"

I saw a burly figure wearing a black fur after a beautiful boy shouted, more than 100 Beamon orcs who were ready to attack waved their arms vigorously, 'click, 'click', a series of rapid blades broke through the air and suddenly burst out, more than 100 sharp spears burst out of the air, like sharp arrows from giant siege crossbows, bursting out with a terrifying sonic boom, like a group of black black clouds, hitting the rushing ogres in unison.

Puff...... Puff...... Puff!!

In the next second, a series of strange sounds of spears piercing the flesh and bones continued to sound one after another, and the ogre cavalry who rushed to the front was like a dirt dog swept up by the wind, and was constantly knocked away by the violent force, and the leather armor on the chest was quite strong and did not play a trace of defense, allowing the ferocious spear to penetrate the body, and any ogre with residual strength continued to insert into the heel behind him, and some spears even shot through the bodies of several ogres, and when he landed, he nailed the last ogre with his mount to the ground, bursting with a terrifying sound of flesh and skin tearing, and he didn't have time to let out a scream, so he rolled back to hell to report。

More than 100 spears pierced nearly 150 two-headed ogres.

One round, one breath, 300 'jackal cavalry' killed nearly half of their troops, and the entire battlefield instantly fell silent, filled with a creepy and eerie atmosphere, like a plate of boiling hot water poured into an ice cave, and it was quiet in an instant.

The ogre jackal cavalry who survived all of them strangled their mounts under their crotches, stunned in shock, opened their mouths, and looked at their companions who died tragically in front of them.

"Oh...... The great ogre god blesses ...... How is this possible?"

"Where did these Beamon orcs come from with such ferocious power? Are they Beamon Behemoths who were born to subdue dragons?"

A group of ogre cavalrymen who hurriedly stopped the charge only felt a bone-piercing cold air rushing from their assholes to the Tianling Gai, and they almost didn't break through their heads.

The shocking scene in front of them made their souls fly.

The Beamon Orcs, whose average strength was less than level 1-2 Star Warriors, came from there with such a ferocious amount of violence, and the power of one blow actually killed an ogre warrior whose physical strength was as high as level 3 Star Warriors...... How can this be?

Rub and rub - !!

In the midst of petrification, a second round of spear throwing followed, setting off a bloody storm again, piercing the bodies of the stunned ogre cavalry, helping them clear their minds from the shock, but it was too late for them to wake up...... The 300 two-headed ogre cavalry who rushed to the front all burped and skewered together to make meat skewers one by one.

The two-headed ogre cavalry had a question mark in their minds for a while - how is this possible?(To be continued.) )