In the eyes of reverence and envy, they stood in two neat columns outside the gate.

The fine chain mail was covered with fine armor made of stainless steel, and the sharp spears in their hands glistened in the light of the sun, and the rabbi who struggled to dissuade Xia Zuo once more stood in the crowd, watching the forty-six heavily armed Munk warriors leave.

His stunned eyes were full of disbelief, the Saiyan tribe had so many armor and weapons made of stainless steel, he couldn't believe his eyes, if it weren't for the proud faces of the Munk tribe, they would almost have thought they saw a human army.

Under everyone's gaze, the corners of the forty-six heavily armored warriors couldn't help but smile proudly, especially the envious and surprised eyes of the wounded warriors of the other two tribes, making them even more proud that they were members of the Saiyan tribe.

A steel spear with the thickness of an arm, and chain mail armor. I'm afraid it's not less than 100 catties, this is this month's exercise, and the weight of more than 100 catties is already light for them.

"Brothers, are you ready to show those humans our power?" Dressed in armor but without the weapon in his hand, Xia Zuo stood in front of the team and looked at the proud faces, and the warlike blood belonging to the Saiyan clan in his body began to boil.

"Ready! let the humans who dare to harm my people feel the power of the Campas orcs!" there were only forty-five of them, but the roar twisted into a single sky.

"Okay, let's go!!" Xia Zuo waved his palm and set off first.

Before this, they were just ordinary orcs, even Bigu, Tara and they could only be regarded as the escort team organized by the orc village tribe itself at best, but after this battle, the rest of them will become real Kampas warriors.

In awe, envious eyes, a group of forty-six people quickly disappeared into the glow of the rising horizon.

The blue sky, the yellow earth, and the scorching air distorted the horizon in the distance.

The heavily armed cavalry slowly approached the horizon in the distance in two neat rows, their weapons stained with blood, and the mottled armor was full of dents from blunt weapons, apparently having just experienced an anomalous slaughter.

"Captain, ahead is the last monkey tribe in the vicinity, if it weren't for the monkeys who stole us, do you see if we should retreat to Sarnia first" The tired blonde warrior rode up to the shirtless strong captain, his brown eyes full of concern.

The brutal slaughter vented the anger in his heart, and he gradually calmed down now, after these two battles, the strong individual strength of the Campas orcs made their physical strength drastically depleted.

What worries him even more is that with the captain's personality, he will definitely not give up if he doesn't find the monkeys who stole them, but if he continues to find them, he will have to go deep into the territory of the Kampas Empire, where the orcs are far from being comparable to the orcs in this marginal barren land.

Once an orc warrior who can use fighting spirit appears, it is powerful enough to keep them all in the wasteland forever.

And their current behavior will cause the wrath of the orcs, and once they cause another war between humans and the Campas orcs, then they will be the sinners of the country.

"No more, Parson!" the strong man angrily interrupted Parson's words of persuasion, and a pair of bloodshot tiger eyes stared at Parson with murderous intent, "No one can steal my Grimaud's things without punishment, especially those savage and ignorant monkeys!"

What is more difficult for Grimo to accept than what he lost is that he has been tricked by some uncivilized and ignorant monkeys.

"Yes, Captain! I know!" Grimo's gaze finally made Parson swallow the words back from his mouth, looking at the back of Grimo riding forward, and sighed secretly in his heart, "Great God is above, don't meet an orc who can fight with anger"

The individual of the Campas orcs is generally strong, and once they comprehend the fighting spirit, the terrifying combat power is even more incomparable to that of humans, which is also the reason why the Campas Empire can still dominate the Campas Plateau under the huge gap in numbers far inferior to humans.

"Whew", a huge boulder the size of two people suddenly flew out of the small dirt bags on both sides with a sharp sound of breaking the air, and smashed straight towards Glimo.

"Captain, be careful," Parson exclaimed, his face changed dramatically.

It's just that his worries are obviously superfluous, Grimo's face did not change in the slightest, and with a cold snort, his fist was wrapped in silver light, and with just a random punch, the boulder turned into gravel and scattered everywhere.

On the small mound next to the cavalry queue, Xia Zuo's brows furrowed slightly, this Grimo's strength was stronger than he imagined.

"Yo" more than forty riders stopped at the same time, and looked at the small dirt bags on both sides, and their eyes were full of astonishment.

I don't know when more than forty figures appeared on the small dirt bag, familiar armor and weapons, if it weren't for the faces of the excited and fanatical Munk, they would have thought that they had met the emperor ** team in the wasteland.

And what surprised them even more than the monkeys in their gear was that these stupid monkeys would ambush them.

"Stupid monkeys, you've finally come out!" As soon as they saw these equipment, the identities of these Munk orcs were naturally about to come out, Grimo let out a fierce roar, his whole body was shining, and he leaped up from the war horse, and the stirrups that were stepped on by powerful foot force were broken, and the war horse screamed, and rushed straight to the orcs on the small mound.

"Despicable human, great Tempus warrior, have been waiting here for a long time!" Chazzo picked up a boulder larger than the previous one with both hands and smashed it towards Grimo as he leaped forward.

The Munk orcs, who are familiar with the wasteland, couldn't have made it easier to find a troop of cavalry in the Rubble Wasteland, leaving too much to track.

Their traces had long been discovered, but Xia Zuo did not rush to war, but dragged them all the way here.

Although they have the idea of fighting in a dignified manner, the other side is all cavalry, even if they are not human knights, those armored war horses, once there is enough distance, the powerful impact of the impact, I am afraid that a wave can scatter them.

After all, most of them are still half-grown children who are fighting for the first time, so there must be a place that can close the distance between each other and not conducive to the sprinting of the war horses, and this is undoubtedly the best choice.

"Bang" violently impacted, and although the boulder shattered again, Grimo's flying body was also blocked.

"For the glory of the tribe, Campas, rush!" the belligerent blood was boiling, and Xia Zuo, who had been impatient, roared loudly, his eyes slightly red and quickly rushed straight to Grimo to pounce.

"Rush, slaughter these wild monkeys, and get our stuff back!" Although the angry Grimo did not have time to boost morale, Parson's words were undoubtedly more attractive to these sentinels stationed at the border all year round than the so-called glory.

The frontal impact Munk warriors and human warriors collided violently together, the strong bodies wrapped in exquisite armor and the sharp weapons in their hands collided with piercing crisp sounds and shining sparks.

The Munk warriors roared with red eyes, and danced wildly with the steel spears in their hands, the nature of being born for battle made their blood boil at this time, and there was only one belief left in their minds, that is, to kill the enemy.

Unlike the orcs, who are crazy in battle, humans are obviously much calmer, and their skillful martial arts and tacit cooperation allow them to maintain their superiority in battles with large individual differences.

Although they were the same number, the Munk warriors, who had no cooperation to speak of, always had to meet the attacks of three or four human warriors at the same time.

Some problems can only be discovered when you practice, for example, the orcs who are now battering like scattered sand, which makes Xia Zuo grit his teeth with hatred in his heart, and he has made up his mind that after he goes back, he must practice these bastards with red eyes when they go to the battlefield.

However, Xia Zuo only glanced at it in a hurry, and quickly put this matter out of his mind, he was now facing Grimo, who roared like an orc, comparable to Bigu's thick body, and rushed straight up with a completely unreasonable speed.

It should have recognized Xia Zuo as the leader of these orcs, coupled with the appearance of high-level orcs, Grimo took the initiative to come to the door, and his flickering silver fist quickly enlarged in front of Xia Zuo's eyes.

"Bang" The two fists that were not of the same level at all slammed together, and the collision of huge forces set off a heavy muffled sound.

"Damn, that's a lot of strength" Xia Zuo only had time to flash this thought in his head, and his body flew upside down under the huge force from his hand, and smashed into the ground in an uproar.

The footsteps of the rapid impact of "Cut" stumbled, and Gremo spat disdainfully, and the vigilant look in his eyes quietly dissipated.

In the Campas Empire, high-level orcs are synonymous with tyranny, and the moment Grimo sees Xia Zuo, his heart is tight, so he takes the initiative to strike and pay attention, and he must go all out to knock the opponent down in the first blow, and he must not give the opponent a chance to fight back.

It's just that I didn't expect this high-level orc to be a silver-like wax spear head, although the brute strength is terrifying, but there is no trace of fighting spirit in the body.

"Waste of time!" disdainfully smeared his thick phlegm, and Grimo smiled sly and prepared to walk towards Bigu, who was roaring in the crowd.

"Hey, it's just the beginning! Where do you want to go?" Xia Zuo slowly crawled out of the hole buried by the rubble, and the muscles and bones on his body writhed like fried soybeans.

"Little orc, I don't know if you want to die quickly, I will fulfill you!" Gremo sneered disdainfully, although the little monkey came out unscathed under his full blow, which surprised him.

But just a little monkey who can only use brute force, but without the support of vindictiveness, the gap between the two will be insurmountable.

"Whoever dies, who lives, it's not certain!" Xia Zuo sneered slightly, and hooked his finger to Glimo disdainfully.

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