Ogres are a very brutal and bloodthirsty race, sometimes they don't even let go of their own compatriots, and in the season when there is a shortage of food, they can even cut down one or two weak people of the same kind, and then eat their flesh and blood raw to maintain food and clothing, a five or six hundred pound ogre can feed four or five sturdy ogre warriors, so no matter what time, these creatures will not worry about food and logistics.

Jabbar sometimes felt that the creatures were not much like the beasts, except that they walked on two feet, while the beasts walked on all fours and paws. But they are all brutes in nature.

Such a barbaric style has exacerbated the ogre's already terrifying combat effectiveness, because of the torture and killing of young people, it has played a role in the survival of the fittest, so their race, almost all of them are physically strong elites, plus wherever they go, where they plunder, they really can't eat the flesh and blood of the same kind, resulting in these monsters fighting without thinking about logistics at all, their leaders even tell them where the enemy is, these beasts are like seeing food, crazy brainless charge, to turn over the enemy's lair, so it is not difficult to understand, when the ogre captures a minotaur village, will skewer the captured minotaur on a wooden frame for barbecue...... It's a mad species.

"Chief, you've found barbarians in the forest!"

Jabbar and the Minotaur Chief Bloodhoof were smoking cigarettes in the house and talking about life when a Minotaur guard hurried in and informed the Minotaur that the enemy was in sight.

All the minotaur warriors present immediately became nervous, the appearance of barbarians was not terrible, but the appearance of these weak barbarians often meant that there were a large number of ogres behind them driving them to fight, otherwise with the physique and strength of the barbarians, they would not attack the minotaur garrison for no reason.

It seems that Jabbar went deep into the tiger's den, and the plan to rescue the barbarians has come to naught, I don't know whether it is good or bad, the plan has failed, and he can be safe for a while, but these kind and simple minotaurs are about to face the catastrophe of destruction.

In a few moments, a terrifying roar sounded from the depths of the jungle, the leaves scraped against each other, and in the green of the dense forest, there seemed to be a powerful wave lurking towards this place.

"Take the old man and the child first, I'll organize the soldiers to break off, quickly, go now. ”

In the uneasy atmosphere, the Minotaur Chief Bloodhoof quickly gave the order, in stark contrast to the usual relaxed and leisurely mood, the Minotaur Chief at this moment looked extremely violent and responsible, his orders were full of majesty, and Jabbar saw the Minotaur battle for the first time.

The sky was getting darker, and the sun was hidden behind the dark clouds, as if to mourn the impending massacre.

"Prepare for battle, mates. ”

Bloodhoof stood in the center of the Minotaur team, the Minotaur Tomahawk in his hand reflecting a silver glow in the last rays of the sun, but Jabbar knew that the Minotaur clan was going to have a bloody disaster.

"Boom, boom, boom. ”

The old man and the child were moving, but the jungle was already surging with uneasy power.

"What's that?"

Jabbar asked Bloodhoof in a stiff Minotaur language. This is obviously not a movement that a barbarian can create. More like the surge of energy of the dark wizard that Abdul-Jabbar had seen in Herrera.

"Ogre Magi. ”

Bloodhoof stepped on the ground and said with a heavy face.

"What? Ogre and Magician? Such a rough race also has a class like a Magician?"

Jabbar's gaping mouth almost filled an entire egg.

Soon, however, before Abdul-Jabbar could recover from his astonishment, the first wave of cannibal magic attacks came from all directions.

It was a shockwave like arcane energy, a dazzling blue light flashed, Jabbar could even clearly see that the minotaur warriors around him were knocked away by this terrifying blue light, and then were thrown directly onto the trunk of the tree, and the next moment, the minotaur warrior who was still strong just now instantly spat blood from his mouth and fell to the ground.

Bloodhoof rushed over and picked up the wounded comrades.

However, the next moment, immediately after these magical attacks attacked the large number of barbarians in the Minotaur camp. Jabbar stood behind the wooden fence in the camp and saw for the first time the local barbarians described by the bull-headed population. That is, the pure barbarians.

"Oh......"

They are just stronger, taller, and rude than the average human. Jabbar stood in the ranks of the Minotaurs, gripping his unique hammer and seeing the invading enemies clearly. Indeed, as Bloodhoof said, these barbarians were about the same height as themselves, with an average height of two meters and two, and Abdul-Jabbar was only two meters and two meters tall.

Now, these rampaging barbarian warriors are frantically rushing towards the Minotaur camp.

And behind these barbarians, there are several tall but somewhat vague shadows, which should be ogres who have been fighting the minotaurs for thousands of years, but at this moment Jabbar can't see their faces clearly, because the distance is too far.

They are almost all shrouded in green leaves. And the shouts of killing in the sky have covered everything.

Soon, the barbarian warriors in the first row and the minotaur warriors on the periphery fought violently. The barbarians obviously couldn't break through the Minotaur defenses at once, but there were a lot of them, as Bloodhoof said, they were as numerous as the hair on the beasts, and they couldn't be counted.

The sound of swords and shields sounded again, the familiar voice of Jabbar. Savage roars, furious weapon strikes.

A barbarian warrior rushed to Jabbar's side, but the next second, the barbarian paused for a full two seconds, apparently not understanding what creature he was seeing? was it a man or a beast? But the barbarian didn't froze for long, and quickly picked up his tomahawk and slashed at Jabbar, as long as he stood with the minotaur his enemies. In fact, their real enemies are ogres, but none of the barbarians dare to resist.

The barbarian warrior came with an axe, and Jabbar easily dodged.

Who's Brother? Legendary Orc Warrior. After easily dodging the barbarian warrior's chop, Jabbar just took a step, and then the hammer feinted to attack, and the barbarian soldier was frightened by the huge warhammer, and hurriedly retreated to dodge, but just happened to be tripped by Jabbar's kick.

As he fell on all fours, Abdul-Jabbar simply picked up the hammer and lightly struck the barbarian on the head with the handle of the hammer, and the barbarian "warrior" was instantly concussed...... Maybe he was pretending to be dead, but he fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

But the other barbarians are like a tide surging in all directions, the Minotaur Chief Bloodhoof is not as gentle as Abdul-Jabbar, the strong and powerful Minotaur Chief even slammed the huge battle axe into the ground, and then a golden shockwave exploded from the crack in the ground, just like the shockwave of the Minotaur Chief in the game, and even the building was broken. However, the blood hoof of the minotaur chief in front of him was not so exaggerated, but after such a blow, the barbarian warriors on both sides were still dead, wounded, and blood quickly stained the open space in front of the camp...... (To be continued.) )