The wind lifted boulders and uprooted trees.

When the Minotaur army laid siege to the ogre legions, the ogres unleashed a terrifying spell attack.

The Minotaur is a simple, living in a simple natural environment for generations, strength and brutality are their only fighting beliefs, but in front of them, in the face of this completely supernatural phenomenon, many Minotaur warriors are paralyzed with fear. I thought it was under the gods.

Minotaur warriors, who had never seen magic, began to rout, and some even knelt down and begged the gods not to blame them......

What a foolish soldier!

The leader of the buffalo roared angrily, unlike the Minotaur army, although the buffalo were also afraid of this storm, but the long-term experience in the harsh environment made these buffalo warriors endure it stubbornly, no matter how much the wind attacked their position, they did not back down.

A few stout trees crashed into the buffalo people in the front row, and with a few screams, four or five buffalo warriors were knocked out of the valley, but more of the buffalo men remained in place.

But the Minotaurs, led by Berbato, suffered misfortune.

A large number of minotaur warriors were defeated, and it was better to say that they were minotaur warriors than minotaur farmers. These minotaur males are the stronger men of the temporarily conscripted refugees, and they have a certain amount of combat effectiveness.

But it still doesn't change the reality that they are a civilian army.

After a storm, more than half of the Minotaur warriors had fled without a trace.

By the time Berbato tried to gather his forces again, the ogre army had already been killed, and now, the battlefield where there was some hope of victory was once again a bloody place for ogres to slaughter the minotaurs.

The leader of the bison people glanced disdainfully at the minotaur brothers who had been beaten to pieces.

Despite Berbato's glaring anger at his brother's ruthless and unrighteous actions, the leader of the Bison still allowed his troops to retreat in an orderly manner.

On one side is the team of buffalo people who will hang up if they rush up, and on the other side is the remnants of the minotaur army who are waiting to be captured. Of course, the ogre legion chooses good targets to bully and bully.

A large number of ogres rushed forward and slaughtered the fleeing army of minotaurs......

And the barbarians, who were terrified to death just now, are now also targeting the remaining Minotaur army led by the Minotaur chieftain.

"Aren't we going to help them?"

Some of the Buffalo soldiers began to disagree with the chief's orders, after all, Berbato came to his aid because the buffalo tribe was attacked, and now, the ogre slaughtered the minotaur reinforcements who had no power to resist, and his own high chief chose to abandon his allies and retreat, and the buffalo, who still had some sense of justice, began to whisper.

"They are a weak race, they are born to be exterminated, and we are the right path that the Minotaurs should follow. A buffalo man will always be a buffalo man. You have to distinguish your position, soldier. ”

In the face of the whispers of his men, Bezotien roared.

In fact, this is also the scenario that Berbato had foreseen before, if the two sides join forces to defeat the ogre's army, then his brother probably won't appreciate it. And if it is the Minotaur side that is defeated, it is estimated that his younger brother will abandon himself and retreat with what he considers to be the orthodox Oxman.

But at the time, even when he had foreseen such a scenario, Berbato chose to rescue his brother.

Now, the last remaining warriors of the Minotaur tribe have also been slaughtered.

Several ogres surrounded the Great Chief of Berbato in the middle.

They want to fight......

Ogres, like orcs, are a race that values honor, and gladiatorial fights are seen as a sign of valorism.

But an ogre twice as tall and weighed by a minotaur wrestling with a minotaur has no honor to speak of, which Belbato despises. But contempt for contempt, and when the Great Minotaur Chief covered the retreat of the remaining Minotaurs, the gladiatorial fight was inevitable.

The ogre formed a circle and surrounded Berbato inside.

Immediately afterwards, an ogre with a huge mallet stepped forward, apparently a melee ogre.

Berbato was wounded, and blood was pouring from the wounds, but the elder chief was still firmly focused on the ogre.

Spit on the ground, Berbato clenched his tomahawk. Expresses disdain for this duel of the ogre clan.

Now, the ogre warriors laughed even more.

And with the expressionless roar of the ogre leader, this gladiatorial battle began to completely torture the prisoners of war.

The ogre, armed with a huge gavel, roared and slammed into Berbato, who took a nimble step, and the gavel slammed into the ground with a loud crash. The dust spread out, and it seemed to carry the blood of the minotaur chieftain. It was not the blood that flowed from being hit by the ogre, but the blood that had been injured in the group battle just now, and the blood that oozed from the wound dripped on the ground.

After a nimble dodge, Berbato quickly launched a surprise attack on the ogre warrior, and the heavy tomahawk flexibly slashed horizontally, and the ogre minion could not react, and a deep wound was directly split in the thigh.

The wounded ogre challenger screamed, and the ogre's viscous blood stuck to Belbato's raze-sharp axe.

After slashing the ogre warrior, Berbato did not take advantage of the victory, but retreated and continued to look for his opponent's weak spots.

Although the ogre was injured, if it was really hard, the minotaur chieftain might not be able to fight, and Berbato knew this, so after the first success, he did not rush to attack the second time.

The defeated army of the Minotaur has fled, and now Belbato is left alone on the field to face many ogre chieftains and ogre minions, and it is impossible to escape. Belbato only wishes that he would not become a doll to entertain them. At least die with dignity and integrity. And before leaving, the sentence of confessing the bloody hoof also reassured Berbato at this moment.

"Beast! ”

Berbato roared and charged at the ogre warrior again. The Minotaur chieftain took the initiative to attack, and although the ogre warrior was wounded in the thigh, he still had brute strength, and grabbed the mallet, and the ogre swung it in the direction that Belbato was rushing from.

This time, however, Berbato once again found the enemy's gap.

The moment the gavel swung, the Minotaur Chief fell to his knees and slid out on his side!

The thick body slid across the sand with a grunting sound, and it wasn't until he reached the crotch of the ogre warrior that Belbato gripped his tomahawk and slashed at the weakest point of each male......

This time, he almost killed the ogre warrior...... Disgusting blood spilled like slurry, and all the ogres present looked at the scene in shock. (To be continued.) )