The black clouds were faint, the crescent moon in the sky flickered and dimmed, and the wind whistled and swept across the wasteland with countless strange sounds.

As the division commander of the Second Division of the Storm Ape, Xia Zuo naturally needed to lead the team to participate in the battle with the Storm Ape Legion, and led the team to hide behind the strangely shaped weathered rocks unique to the wasteland.

Behind Xia Zuo are 10,000 silent soldiers of the Second Division, most of whom are young soldiers who were originally attached to the Second Division and were brushed down during the selection, and Xia Zuo selected them to experience the real battlefield.

As for the real Second Division of the Storm Ape, as well as the elite of Vegeta City, it is not suitable to show up in front of Lucas and others, so they are all taken out by Mu Chamu for special training, which is said to be the training method of the Holy Knights of the Holy See, and the specific training content is not even very clear to Xia Zuo.

And the rest are experienced elite veterans temporarily drawn from various divisions and regiments to prevent the group of recruits under Xia Zuo's command from collapsing at the first time.

More than 10,000 people stood quietly like dark sculptures in the strange rocky weathered rock forest.

Laval led the Lionheart Legion and the Centaur Rangers to line up directly north of the human army, while the 200,000 Tyranny Legion of Tyrants divided into two groups, hiding on the east and west sides of the human camp, and only when the time was right, they would be surrounded on three sides.

Xia Zuo silently lay on a huge weathered stampowder and looked at the vast camp of Rodman's army, and the brightly lit joint camp about a kilometer away from Xia Zuo was the camp of the Rodman Army.

The bonfire joint venture stretched for more than ten miles. The shone half of the sky was like day, and it had to be said that this time the orcs completely reversed Xia Zuo's impression of them, with neat tents, strong fences and sharp horse farms, teams of brightly armored and well-equipped patrols were staggered, and there was almost no gap between them, and even from time to time there were half-orc cavalry riding tall horses with huge dragon spears passing by.

Scarlet flags with ghostly black heads of the Titans unfurled over the camp were unfurled over the camp, their fighting spirit solid and vigorous, and their steps were unanimous, if it weren't for the dark green hideous ugly faces under the helmets and the fangs that bulged out on both sides of the mouth. Xia Zuo almost thought that what he saw was a human camp.

The camp of the Rodman Army was arranged in a circle. The half-orc camp surrounds the perimeter, while a smaller area in the middle is the camp of the human army, which is the main legion, and it is obvious that you can see the gorgeous white tents inlaid with gold and red patterns. A variety of brightly colored pennants fly. Xia Zuo could clearly feel that there was a large group of vigorous blood qi gathered in that camp.

Apparently the army of the Rodman Empire also sensed something unusual. Although the patrols who went out had all been subdued, the tense atmosphere of the main military camp could still be seen from the tightly fought camp.

"It's a bit of a hassle!" Xia Zuo cautiously floated down from the weathered rock. Leaning on the mountain wall casually, if it was the kind of chaotic orc who even fought with each other from time to time before, even if there were 500,000 of them, he was confident that he would lead tens of thousands of Munk warriors to kill them all.

But the army of half-orcs in front of him is obviously different, the high-spirited and brutal momentum makes Xia Zuo's heart secretly frightened, the huge base of 500,000, plus the momentum of Chongxiao, even if it is a gold realm, if there is no strong strength, it is impossible to completely suppress them, and in the human army, there are also many gold fighters.

"Let's fight, let's fight!" Xia Zuo, who was talking to himself, suddenly laughed evilly, "If I don't fight, who will I sell my armaments to? War is the best way to bring wealth, as long as it doesn't affect Vegeta City, you can delay it for as long as you like." ”

In the slight footsteps of the "Division Commander", a burly Munk wearing the armor of the Captain of the Violent Ape Brigade walked briskly and whispered in Xia Zuo's ear, "Laval commands the Lord's army, the whole army is ready, waiting for the war drum charge!"

Xia Zuo nodded, signaled to the heralds beside him, and the colorful flags were unfurled, and the Kampas warriors immediately quickly entered a state of combat readiness, and the well-trained ones lined up in neat formations, silently forming a solid and dense phalanx of heavy infantry.

The low and desolate horn of "Ang" suddenly remembered in the quiet wasteland of the night like a spring thunder, like a howling wind, accompanied by the rapid and rapid sound of horses' hooves, and the whole earth trembled more and more violently at this moment.

Proud orcs are born warriors, they enjoy battle, value honor, and disdain to sneak attack even if they have the advantage, especially against an opponent like a half-orc, who is insulting to them, not because the orcs are stupid, but in the blood.

The desolate howls and hurried hooves of the horses kicked off the prelude to the battle, led by refreshed chainmail Centaur warriors, armed with giant battle axes, who will easily tear apart any enemy who dares to stand in their way.

Behind these centaurs were all centaur warriors dressed in Ranger inlaid iron armor, their thick hooves flying to the rhythm of the war drums, the sound of the horses' hooves became more and more rapid, like the wind swept the sand, the rain hit the window, and the huge bodies formed a pitch-black steel wave, and in the desolate horn resounded to launch a charge against the human camp.

There is only one scene left in the shaking heaven and earth, and that is the steel frenzy, and there is only one sound left, that is, ten thousand horses galloping.

"Charge!" The majestic and wild roar rose to the sky, the roar was like the spirit of the god of war that destroyed the world, the wild voice even suppressed the galloping horses' hooves, and the wanton rippling sound waves set off layers of violent winds, causing the bloodthirsty desire in the blood of all the Campas people, and they involuntarily roared with this roar.

The blood was stirring, the blood of the Saiyans couldn't help but boil in this sound wave, and Laval's familiar voice made Xia Zuo secretly frightened, the Rhine clan is worthy of the Campas royal family, just a roar but it has such power.

The warriors of the Tyranny Ape Legion hidden on both wings raised their swords and axes high at the same time, shouting wildly, roaring angrily, waving their weapons like windmills, and rushing forward like mountains and seas.

The earth shook, the sky trembled, as if the whole world groaned powerlessly in the wild and murderous atmosphere.

All the silver and above fighters soar into the sky, the earth is the duel of soldiers, and the sky is their battlefield.

In the sky above the Chinese army of Campas, a glittering platinum ball of light, like a small sun illuminating the whole world into a day, a thousand soldiers of the Lionheart Legion, led by Laval, suspended in the air with the charge of the centaur brigade.

On both sides of the lionheart, the cold wind howled, rolling up the ice edges in the sky, the earth swelled, like the tide of the sea set off huge waves to the sky, Lucas and other violent ape legions were surrounded by a cold snap, and the ice and frost were everywhere they passed.

The centaur fighters led by the captain of the Kehan clan flew with their hooves, and the earth rose like a wave board under their feet, and the surging tide made a group of powerful centaurs seem to be running wild on the cusp of the storm.

In the same human camp in the center of Rodman's camp, a large area of shining light of various colors also rushed out and flew into the sky, the wind roared, the water and fire were combined, the earth shook, and the wind and clouds swirled.

The two sides approaching rapidly in the air recklessly radiated their power in the sky, but tacitly avoided the colliding army on the ground and the overwhelming collapsed ground.

Suspended in the dark night sky, Xia Zuo couldn't help frowning slightly as he watched the reaction of the orcs in the human camp.

The uniform, orderly movements could no longer be described as well-trained, and those orcs gave Xia Zuo the feeling of being as if all of them were one, without timidity, without fear, without wild roars and howls, and without even heavy gasps.

The orcs in heavy armor just picked up their weapons in an orderly manner, and arranged them into a neat team with great skill, and formed a defensive shield formation with interconnected tower shields and sharp spears stabbed diagonally, quietly waiting for the arrival of the charging centaur army.

This strange feeling is like facing a hundred elite soldiers who have experienced all the unexpected situations on the battlefield, and the sudden attack of the Kampas people cannot bring them the slightest panic.

"Shoot!" Behind the neat array of half-orcs, a thunderous roar sounded coldly, and the sound of jumping catapults became a piece in an instant, and the feather arrows in the sky waited for their crisp wind, and the shining trizushi-shaped arrows shone with cold light in the darkness, like a sky full of stars, and the wind and rain were densely sprinkled.

With bloodshot eyes, bloodthirsty gasps in their nostrils, and sturdy hooves stomping on the ground at a rapid pace, the centaur warrior would not slow down for the rain of arrows.

Dense rain of arrows, two heavy drums, a hundred thousand charging centaurs at the same time glowed with a yellow sheen, the earth they loved, at this moment gave them the toughest armor.

Most of the arrows were not enough to break through the defense of the Douqi armor, and were bounced off by the hard armor and strong muscles, but there were also a few lucky ones who hit the target's eyes, throat, heart and other vulnerable parts, and one by one the unlucky centaurs were led by their own powerful impact to roll forward, bringing a burst of chaos, like faint ripples, quickly disappeared in the surging waves.

The bouncing sound reminded me once again that the sky was filled with the fighting spirit of a warrior, and among the arrows that shone with all kinds of brilliance were mixed with huge stones that were four or five meters wide, and these boulders thrown by careful catapults contained great power and could easily destroy any tough armor.

Another wave of more powerful long-range strikes finally caused extensive damage to the charging centaur group, and the surging tide suddenly became slightly chaotic. (To be continued......)