"The forest will be burned by fire" This is part of the prophet of the hunter village to the end of the world, and it is also what Brian has always wanted to prevent from happening, but the arrival of the orcs has made him finally make this difficult choice, hoping to use the last shareholder of the year, the south wind, to spread the fire to the west and stop the enemy's advance. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info the world is unpredictable, it was Brian himself who set fire to the forest, and it was his own enemy who put out the fire.

The fire did cause great trouble for the orcs, the heat and smoke not only consumed tens of thousands of minotaurs, but also caused quite serious chaos, and the subsequent minotaurs began to turn around and try to flee for their lives, and they no longer felt that the forest was beautiful. When the news reached Rameau's ears, the Great Chief was shocked, and he now understood that the Misty Kingdom was really difficult to deal with, and he had not seen the other party's army, and he had already lost thirty or forty thousand, and was facing the situation of being driven back.

Ramo immediately summoned the chief of the Minotaurs, Giant Horn, and instructed him: "Stabilize your people, retreat a hundred kilometers first, and after reaching a safe place, let the Minotaurs gnaw on the trees and create a quarantine area with a width of five hundred meters, so that the fire will not spread, understand?"

"Let's go home!" Giant Horn was very sad to see that his people had suffered heavy losses.

"After so many deaths, and you haven't even seen the appearance of the enemy, you want to go home?" Rameau was furious, "If you can't find the other half of the orc power, how do you face the ancestors? ”

When the giant horn heard that Ramo meant to use him as a sacrifice, he quickly changed his words, he didn't want to be sacrificed alive, so he resigned himself and promised to organize his clan to put out the fire immediately.

The wide barrier finally stopped the fire, and after two days of waiting, the heat of the forest slowly cooled down, and the orcs continued to walk through the ashes towards the Mausse River. Although the enemy had been taking various air strikes, there were 300,000 Niu Dou people after all, and they could not kill them all, and after paying 80,000 lives, they finally arrived on the west bank of the river and saw the fortifications of the Misty Kingdom.

The giant horn wanted to trim it up, but Ramo gave the order to attack, and the kobold wizard blessed the minotaur with group bloodlust, and the bullman, whose eyes were red, swam to the opposite side angrily.

Artillery, trebuchets and giant crossbow arrows exert great long-range attack capabilities, boulders fly sideways in mid-air, waves splash on the water, minotaurs are pierced into sugar gourds by crossbow arrows, brains are shot by stones, and dismembered by gunpowder, but they are not afraid of death, bloodlust turns them into berserkers, fearless to move forward.

Batch after batch of minotaurs rushed down the river, batch after batch turned into floating corpses, the two-hundred-meter-wide estuary has all been dyed bright red, and the sky is full of the smell of blood, many humans have felt uncomfortable with the killing, and even vomited, but the enemy is still pouring in.

Finally, some minotaurs swam across the middle of the river and were halfway crossed, only to see something else that frightened them, and the human warship rushed over. The head of the battleship, all wrapped in metal, and installed with long spikes, the three of them formed a row, driven by steam power, the speed was very fast, like a life harvester on the river, easily piercing the minotaurs, even if the half-orcs who were lucky enough to avoid the attack were stabbed to death by the soldiers on the ship with long hook and sickle guns, and 40,000 minotaurs died quickly, and they did not even touch the shore.

Standing proudly on the lookout of the lead ship stood a young human commander, looking at the river with a blank face, he was the same Betsy who couldn't even swim back then, and now became the captain of the battleship squadron, after combing the river, Betsy ordered all the ships to turn around and wait for the next wave of enemies to come and die.

At this time, a bell-like voice sounded, and General Longfellow used magic amplification to shout to the other side: "Chieftains of the orcs, please pay attention, I am General Longfellow, the military commander of the Misty Kingdom, I hope you can stop the attack and avoid greater casualties." What I hope more is that everyone can sit down and negotiate and resolve misunderstandings and contradictions. His kingdom, Mr. Brian, believes that orcs are close neighbors of the Mist Kingdom, and if you want to share this forest, you can negotiate it, rather than killing each other and causing an irresolvable hatred. ”

"Negotiable?" Ramo bared his fangs, his face was even more terrifying, "You killed us hundreds of thousands, there is still a fart room for negotiation, giant horn, give me to continue the attack, this time 100,000 people swarmed up, I see how they defend!"

"Why are we again, Great Chief, why don't the wolf-headed people and bear-headed people not go up, only the minotaurs risk their lives and sacrifices?

"Okay, let you see the power of the wolf-headed and bear-headed people, everyone crosses the river together, and 150,000 and a half orcs charge me together!"

Longfellow felt that what he said was reasonable, and should be able to impress the orcs, they had died so much, at least they should be a little afraid, but looking at the other side, the black-pressed orcs began to organize a new round of attacks, and couldn't help but sigh deeply, it seems that there is no hope for peace negotiations. In an attempt to reduce the killing, Longfellow tried to make a last-ditch effort, informing Noah and the Outlaw Squad that they could wait for an opportunity to assassinate their High Commander, perhaps killing him and replacing them with someone else in charge of the Orc Divisions.

"No matter what, you will not be able to cross the river. Longfellow shook his head.

150,000 half-orcs, meandering along the riverbank, a full twenty kilometers long, have exceeded the human defenses, they hold the most primitive tools, waiting for the blessing of the ko-headed wizard, after possessing bloodthirsty magic, staring at the water, began to swim across.

"The enemy is trying to bypass our fortifications, encircle us from the flanks, and inform the ground forces to prepare for battle, and the most tragic decisive battle is coming. Longfellow said to the trumpeter.

"Yes, sir. The trumpeter immediately blew a long tone.

"Orcs, why do you have to die? we have an axe-throwing battalion, a bow battalion, a magician battalion, and a mechanical unit, and you haven't tasted it yet. Longfellow sat on a high platform, staring at every move below, "Is this heroic, or stupid?"

The commanders of the infantry legions, hearing the sound of the trumpet, finally showed the brilliance of excitement on their faces, and finally it was their turn, and finally they were about to face the enemy face to face, and the corps mobilized their troops, quickly assembled to the defensive positions established by General Longfellow in advance, and waited in silence, waiting for the moment when the honor would come—to spill blood on the battlefield and kill the enemy for the country.