As soon as Wang Dong's words came out, Spark's face changed instantly, if Marcos really took more than a hundred lions to postpone, and gave up these people in front of him, he could go around in a circle and attack the ape-man tribe from the other direction, and in doing so, he could hijack the ape-man's family, and it was entirely possible to turn defeat into victory.

"James, Patriarch Wang, please wait a moment, let me go. ”

The name of the person who spoke was Oliver, he had two wide wings spread out on his back, and his white feathers were spread on top of it, which was very beautiful, and his feet were not a pair of five-fingered soles like ordinary people, but bird-like claws, with three fingers in front and a crooked toe in the opposite direction in the back.

As soon as he finished speaking, his wings spread out, and the whole person soared into the sky like a cannonball, flying in the direction of the ape-man camp.

It didn't take long for Oliver to return, he flapped his wings lightly and landed, with an anxious look on his face, seeing that Wang Dong wanted to turn into a blood form now, and immediately flew back to the ape-man camp.

Peter was still there, and if she was wounded, Wang Dong swore he would slaughter every lionman!

As soon as Oliver hit the ground, Spencer rushed up to him and asked, "Something happened to the ape camp?"

Oliver shook his head, which made Wang Dong a little puzzled, there was nothing wrong with the ape camp, so what was Oliver so anxious about?

"I saw a fire in the direction of the Serpent camp. ”

"Golden Beamon Eggs!"

The faces of all the orcs changed, including the lionman on the ground who was taken prisoner, and it was even more like a blank piece of paper.

Marcos's purpose was not to be an ape-man at all, he had only one goal.

Capture the Golden Beamon Egg and kill the next Beast God.

"What is Marcos going to do? Why did he attack the referee's camp? Is he crazy?"

Dempsey's words speak to the minds of some people.

Wang Dong said in a deep voice: "Because he is a traitor, he is the lackey of the pseudo-beast god Barboro!"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Sparky yelled frantically.

"Nonsense?"

Wang Dong sneered and said, "If he is not a lackey of the false god, why didn't he come to save you, but took advantage of the fact that most of the soldiers of the legion were dispatched to hijack the golden Beamon egg?"

Wang Dong stopped chatting with Spark, launched the light spirit technique, stood on the branch of a big tree, and said loudly: "Orc brothers, let me tell you a bad news, Marcos, the leader of the lion detachment, has betrayed our faith, he has become a lackey of the false god Barboro, at this moment, he is leading a group of people loyal to Barboro to sneak attack the snake man camp, coveting our holy relic, the golden Bimeng egg!"

As soon as these words came out, the orcs were excited almost without mobilizing them, and they quickly gathered under the leadership of their respective detachment leaders.

"Lord James Wang, please give your order. ”

Vivido the kobold stepped out of the shadows, his pale face tinged with excitement.

Spencer was stunned for a moment, and then said in a loud voice: "My lord, no matter how strong an army is, it will definitely not work without a leader, please give an order!"

Wang Dong's gaze swept over Dempsey, Frank and the others who had not yet expressed themselves.

"At this time, taking me as the leader basically means that they believe that I am the leader of the legion, will these orcs agree?"

Earlier in the snake man camp, these orcs ostensibly agreed to Wang Dong's plan as a human army leader, but when it came time to decide, whether they would really be as promised, Wang Dong couldn't say, the last thing the world could believe was the promise of politicians.

The six long whiskers on Dempsey's face trembled, and he grinned, "As long as Lord James Wang can lead us to save the Golden Beamon Egg, I will support you as the Legion Leader." ”

"Me too!"

"Me too!"

......

The orc detachment leaders expressed their support for Wang Dong one by one, and looking at the black pressure on a group of orc soldiers in front of him, Wang Dong had a soaring pride in his heart.

"Most of this elite orc force is already in my hands!"

Wang Dong pointed to the place where the sky-high flames were burning in the distance, and shouted: "Go! Go and save our god!"

......

The orcs formed a torrent and galloped in the direction of the snake man camp, Wang Dong and the leaders of the orc detachment, as well as Bell, Charles, and Charlene, walked in the front, and from the sky, this torrent looked like a giant python swimming in the forest, ready to rush towards a glowing fruit, and then swallow it in one gulp.

"Ahh

Suddenly there was a roar of rage ahead, followed by the crisp sound of weapons clinging.

Wang Dong immediately waved his hand to order the team to stop, and beckoned the officers and companions beside him to step forward.

Parting the shrubs that were in the way, Wang Dong saw a flat hillside ahead, three snake men were running away in embarrassment, and two lion men were chasing after them.

Wang Dong looked up at the firelight, this place was still far from the snake man camp, but they had already fled to this place, which showed that the battle had been going on for a long time.

The speed of the lion man was very fast, and in a few breaths, the distance between him and the snake man was shortened, and Wang Dong almost felt that if he ran two more steps, the lion man would be able to hit the snake man.

The leader of the snake man shouted to his companions to stop, at this time, leaving his back to the enemy is suicide, this kind of fighting style of fighting against the water is very much appreciated by Wang Dong.

The snake man wielded the sword in his hand like a spinning wheel, so fast that it was impossible to see the wheels in the wheel, and all the branches and debris that stood in his way were crushed by the dancing war knife.

The three snake men formed a group and attacked forward at the same time, like arrows of sharp arrows.

But the lions stopped, and the two lions stood side by side, and suddenly, the one on the left roared and let out a lion roar, causing the attackers to stop for a moment, and then the one on the right rushed out like lightning. Swinging the broad-backed broadsword in his hand, he slammed it at the snake man in the lead.

"Bang!" The sword raised by the snake man was cut in half by the lionman's broad-backed broadsword, half of the bright sword fell to the ground, and in an instant, a stream of blood was sprinkled on the fragment of the sword, and the lion man who broke out in an instant had already cut off the big knife from the top of the snake man's head and chopped its head in half.

The other two snake men who reacted quickly swung their knives and slashed at the lionman, and just as the two war knives were about to see the long hair on the lionman's head, his body had already accelerated backwards.

The other lionman, who had just finished the Lionman's Wrath, walked in the opposite direction of his companion, holding the knife above his head, blocking the snake man's pursuit, and with his roar, the lion man grabbed the knife and lifted his hand upward, forcing both snake people back at the same time.

The lion-man seemed to have the courage to move forward, swinging his knife and smashing down the snake man on the right, although he did not directly smash the snake man's war knife in half like his companions, but he also smashed sparks every time, as if he was striking iron.

The snake man on the left swung his knife to rescue his comrade, but as soon as he raised the knife, a golden figure had already appeared in front of him, and another lion man who had regained his strength swung his knife and slashed at the snake man's lower abdomen, as if trying to cut him in two.

The snake man's speed was very fast, and he quickly turned the sneak attack into a block, and stood up in front of his waist, wanting to block, but the lion man completely ignored it and slashed directly.

After an unpleasant grinding sound, the snake man's war knife was hit by a huge impact against him, and the blade hit his waist, only to hear a "poof!", a large stream of blood spurted out of the snake's mouth, and then he fell to the ground like a noodle.

The battle between the other lion and the snake man had also come to an end, and the snake man on the right had been smashed to his knees, his hands were shaking constantly, and he seemed to be exhausted to the extreme.

The lion roared, leaped high with his sword raised, and smashed down as he fell.

The snake man's war knife broke, and the lionman's broad-backed broadsword cut through the snake man's neck and cut off the head directly.

With a two-on-three, overwhelming victory, the snake man who had the advantage in numbers was almost powerless to fight back.

Wang Dong couldn't help but take a breath, the organized and commanded lion man was simply a biological tank, capable of crushing all opponents.

"The Lionmen have the strongest outburst among the orcs, the Roar of the Lion makes weak creatures fearful, and combined with the tight organization, they have always been the strongest fighting force in the Golden Beamon Legion. Spencer sighed beside Wang Dong.

"These are not simple lions, they come from the tribe of steppe lions, the tribe of lions who believe in Barborough the most. ”

Quentin, the elephant-man with a big nose, spoke, he didn't say much, but when he said this, all the orcs changed their faces.

Dempsey asked hoarsely, "Are you sure it's the Prairie Lion Tribe?"

Quentin nodded and said, "The lion people of the steppe lion tribe are slightly different in appearance from the lion people of our Golden Beamon Legion, they are larger in size and have a longer mane on their necks, I once saw the lion people of the steppe lion tribe at a relative's wedding banquet. ”

Wang Dong glanced at the orcs who were generally unsightly, and asked, "The grassland lion tribe?"

"Not very strong, very strong!" Spencer said, "We orcs, like you humans, are only a small number of orcs who can display their talents, and most orcs mainly rely on their strong bodies and agile speed to gain the upper hand in battle. The lionmen of the steppe lion tribe can basically cast a lion-man's unique talent, such as the lion-man's wrath just now. The lionmen are already powerful, plus each of them can show their talents. ”

"That's even more powerful," Dempsey said after Spencer's words, "Legend has it that the Prairie Lion Tribe can defeat an ordinary lion detachment of more than five hundred men with a squadron of a hundred men, and fight as much as they want and leave as they want in a legion of several thousand. Marcos must have taken refuge in the false god Barborough a long time ago, taking advantage of the chaos to let the warriors of the prairie lion disguise themselves as ordinary lionmen to blend in, no wonder he let the original lion people in the legion to send them to death, but he himself took these lion people to attack the snake man camp. ”