Crystal Valley is crumbling under the attack of the northern orcs, Rael roars angrily on the city walls, and every time he repels the northern orcs who climb up, he has to pay a heavy price, and the dead human soldiers are all over the walls. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Chanting the name of the North Wind Totem, the Northern Orcs are used to using brute force to solve everything, and it turns out to be a very useful way to face most human soldiers.

Rael was almost desperate, and at this moment, a deafening sound of horses' hooves suddenly sounded in the distance, and a group of cavalry in blue interlining silver armor galloped in, and the green banners of the bayonet regiment flew in the dust.

"It's the support of the Bayplance Legion!"

"Great, we're saved!"

The surviving soldiers with blood on their faces cheered, and the northern orcs with muscles in their heads were not afraid of death, and reflexively killed the charging elite legion cavalry!

With a boom, it was like a storm crashing on the shore and the reef shattered!

The formation of the northern orcs was torn apart by the elite cavalry of the bayonet legion, and two or three hundred orc rhino cavalry penetrated deep into the human cavalry, but the experienced legion cavalry nimbly avoided the front, and the group of orc rhino cavalry was overturned by the cavalry spears stabbed from the side.

After the fierce battle, these more than 1,000 northern orcs were defeated by 3,000 cavalry and almost completely wiped out.

The lancers also lost more than five hundred men.

Rael opened the city gate and hurriedly walked out, grateful, "I am the Lord of Crystal Valley, thank you for your support. ”

Caesar took off his helmet and looked tired, they marched hastily for many days, slept in the open, and finally caught up with the rescue, he asked in a low voice, "Baron Rael, what other territory has been besieged?"

"Burning Horse Town!" Rael blurted out, hurriedly saying, "They have encountered two or three times as many northern orcs as ours. ”

Caesar's face came to mind with Ivo's face, sighed, and ordered, "Continue the march, the goal is to support the town of Liema." ”

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The two mammoths were blocked by the ice wall, disconnected from the orc army, and were hit by the focus of the surrounding bunkers, and their bodies were full of arrows, densely packed like hedgehogs, screaming and falling to the ground, and the giant beast that posed the greatest threat to the fortifications was finally dealt with, in exchange for the morale of Burning Horse Town and the fury of Gurashi.

The fire of the sixteen pillboxes formed a rain of crossbow arrows, endless, and the northern orcs fell to the ground like harvested wheat, stubble by stubble and died, blood staining the earth red.

Gurash roared, leading the furious orcs to the wall in a rain of arrows, and in this short distance, the orcs would have lost at least a quarter of it.

Ivo shouted at this time: "Attack!"

Just as the guards on the city wall were in pain, the doors of some pillboxes were opened, and the hurricane cadets and mercenaries led some guards to stop the path of the northern orcs, waiting for the battle, the magicians cast elemental magic and poured strikes, Nafei raised her staff, and a circle of invisible psychic shocks swept through the orcs, many simple-headed orcs held their heads and screamed, Ivo understood the feeling, like the pain of a hundred files scraping in the head.

Although the blockhouse formation is strong in damage, it also requires field troops to contain the enemy's movements.

"In the name of the north wind totem Voodorima, the beast of the north wind will never fear a strong enemy, and only blood can show its strength!"

Gurash roared loudly, and the northern orcs chanted together, this slogan actually made the northern orcs angry, ignoring the pain, brandishing their weapons, clanging to block the rain of arrows.

The bolts of the ballista roared quickly, nailing the northern orcs to the ground.

Voodorima is an ancestral dragon that represents the north wind, and its god of strength and savagery is not only the gods of the north, but also the totem of the northern orcs.

Gurash spun around and swept out a majestic momentum, sweeping away the rain of arrows within thirty meters.

The next moment, the northern orcs collided with the attacking soldiers, and the sound of the battle was deafening.

Although the hurricane trainee is young, but after all, he is a trained professional, with the help of experienced mercenaries, he stabilized the formation, Barlow splashed a large area of sword qi in the beast crowd, as if setting off a white storm, his sword qi seems to contain a special temperament, majestic and majestic, and it seems that there is still a lot of power that has not been developed.

Hades flickered like a shadow among the orcs, daggers and tomahawks clashing, and every now and then a northern orc slit his throat in the chaos.

Ender still has two shields in his hands, and he also carries a huge tower shield on his back, like a turtle, screaming in panic, it sounds dangerous, but in fact, it is tightly guarded, and no orc can break through his double shields.

Gurash thought that he could see his fellow people easily tear apart the fragile bodies of this group of "human sheep", but such a scene did not happen.

The group of guards seemed to be elite and well-equipped, and a northern orc's tomahawk slashed at the shoulder armor of a young guard, but it failed to break through the enchanted iron armor, and the young guard was only half-kneeled by the heavy blow.

The skills Ivo had taught flashed through his mind, and the young soldier subconsciously raised his sword in panic and stabbed the orc in the knee, and the enchanted sword pierced the knee without hindrance, and the orc fell to the ground, one leg destroyed.

The young soldier shouted excitedly, "I—I knocked down a northern orc!"

Rhodes slashed down an orc, wiped the blood from his face, and picked up the young guard, "Well done, that's how you fight!"

The guards blocked the onslaught of the northern orcs, although the orcs were strong, and most of them were warriors who broke through the physical limit, but the mercenaries of the hurricane regiment were not vegetarians, and the cross axe wielded a double axe, chopping over three orcs, gasping slightly, and an orc was about to sneak attack him, a crossbow arrow whistled and fired, with a thud through the orc's chest, nailing it to the ground.

Under the covering attack of the bunker, the orcs could not exert their full strength, and the guards who attacked were actually divided against the northern orcs.

The fury of Gurash almost exploded in his head, and every moment the orcs died under the rain of arrows in the bunker, and the best way to stay where he was to escape, but the pride of the chief and the anger of the scheming doomed him to only move forward, never retreat.

Anger engulfed reason, Gurash alone killed through the guard formation, led three hundred orc rhino horsemen, and went straight to the city wall, with a tragic momentum.

A giant dragon hovered on the ground, blocking the city wall, the cold golden dragon pupils indifferently looked at the rushing orcs, Neburdan was the last line of defense, spewing out cold dragon breath, hail blasted out, and lifted off a famous orc rhino horseman, only Gurash was indomitable, and an axe slashed at Neburdan's chest.

Poof, dragon scales shattered, giant axes embedded in flesh, blood splattered.

Gulash's entire body burned with the flames of invisible power, and the air was twisting.

Level 10 powerhouse!

Neburdan's wings flicked, and the dragon's claws pinched at Gurash, only to be slashed back by him with another axe.

The orcs rode up and temporarily entangled Neburdan, and Gurash bypassed Neburdan and rushed towards the city walls, his eyes filled with deep hatred for Ivo.

Although there is only one person, it is worth thousands of troops, and this is the power of a tenth-level powerhouse.

The guards on the walls tensed again.

Ivo took a deep breath, took off the lord's exquisite cloak and robes, and went into battle lightly, jumping off the city wall, mobilizing his muscles, calmly facing the galloping tenth-level warrior Gurash, even if the strong killing intent and momentum stung his eyes, his body did not tremble.

On the city wall, a man wearing a helmet that covered the cross scar flashed his eyes, silently looked at Ivo's back, and muttered: "You are ready to use your true face...... Have you faced the world?"

The next moment, Ivo raised his middle finger at Gurash and said very badly: "Do you dare to truce, fight again tomorrow." ”

The cross-scar man crushed the wall tiles in a gaffe, a little dizzy.

Why is this my kindred?

(To be continued.) )