"Roar—"

There was a loud roar in the sky, it was the orc's two-legged dragon knight, and by this time he had reached the sky above the valley, and the terrifying aura stopped the two sides in the valley that were still fighting fiercely.

"Orc...... It's orc......"

"Here ...... orcs come"

"Run......

The presence of the orcs caused panic among the undead, who scattered and fled, screaming as if the end was coming.

The bipedal dragon was more than a hundred meters long, and its body was about the size of an ordinary dragon, but unlike the dragon, its long wings were connected to the claws on its arms, and on its back rode a hideous-looking orc, casting a huge black shadow in the air, and the roaring sound resounded in every corner of the valley.

Looking at the two-legged dragon in the sky, Ron smiled coldly, grabbed his right hand, and the powerful soul power quickly condensed, and soon, it turned into a white bone spear.

"Spear of Death!"

Ron snorted coldly and threw the spear of death at the bipedal dragon in the sky, and the spear of death rose into the air like an arrow......

"Boom ......"

The bipedal dragon in the sky let out a scream and fell like a broken kite.

"Look, Lord Osama!"

Shaq pointed to the falling bipedal dragon in the sky and roared loudly and angrily, "They killed our bipedal dragon knight!"

The muscles on Osama's face twitched violently a few times, his face was covered with an angry look, the bipedal dragon knight is not easy to train, it is an extremely good and rare class, he only brought two heads with him on this expedition, used as reconnaissance, and he lost one head at the beginning, how can he not be angry?

However, in addition to his anger, Osama was also a little surprised, when did the undead have such courage, slaughtering his bipedal dragon without a sound, and it stands to reason that these undead should tremble in front of the powerful bipedal dragon.

"Hurry up, I'm going to screw off the heads of these undead before it gets dark!" Osama's face sank, and he spoke as if word by word was popping out of his teeth.

"Roar-" An earth-shattering roar erupted from among the orcs, who held their weapons aloft and flapped their chests continuously......

......

"How?"

Ron turned to Cronia and said.

"Gollum ......".

Cronia seemed to hear the sound of herself swallowing saliva, and in an instant, a two-legged dragon of the divine domain was killed in an instant, which surprised her too much, and what shocked her even more was Ron's unhesitating and ruthless killing momentum.

"I ...... I agree!"

Cronia took a deep breath and gave Ron a meaningful look, "But you have to let my people go first......"

The orc army marched in mightily, and soon came to the bottom of the valley of the Sunset Mountains, and from far away you could see the orc banner flying in the wind under the valley, it was a huge wolf head.

Orc Frostwolf Legion!

Ron's eyes gradually froze, and even when he was close, he could feel the strong killing intent in his heart.

The main plane of the undead belonged to the undead, and when these domineering orc boots stepped on the land of the undead, what Ron felt in his heart was shame, deep shame.

Ron looked carefully at the orcs under the valley and found that these orcs were different from the orcs of Noah's continent, they were taller and stronger than the orcs of Noah's continent, and their strength was also stronger, to be precise, they were closer to "beasts" than "people".

But some things are the same, these orcs are tough, rude, greedy, cunning, cruel, like the wild wolves of the steppe, full of aggression.

Five thousand orcs, lined up in the valley, caused a lot of momentum far more than 20,000 undead, this is a well-equipped main battle legion, infantry, cavalry, catapults, bipedal dragons, and even minotaur warriors, these powerful orc troops appeared in the Sunset Mountains, causing great panic to the undead, although they are small in number, but they can exert the most powerful combat power.

Closer, Ron could even see the contempt on the faces of the orcs, who saw the weak undead as nothing to mention, and some even thought Osama was making a fuss.

On the other hand, when Ron's eyes fell on Cronia and Heinde, what he saw was fear, deep fear, including the White siblings, who were also pale, and Ron could even feel their legs trembling slightly.

"Are you scared?" Ron asked, taking a deep breath.

"No...... We...... Don't be afraid...... Lord Lich King!"

The White siblings said in trembling voices, when Ron took out the legendary Scourge, they had confirmed Ron's identity and strengthened their determination to follow.

Cronia and Heynde were also smiling, but their smiles were a little unnatural, if it weren't for Ron's strong strength, they would have turned around and left, no one knows the horror of orcs better than Cronia.

Only more than two hundred orcs can chase and fight nearly ten thousand undead, five thousand orc elites, that is enough to sweep the entire Hokan District, the Sunset Mountain Range is not far from the Forgotten City, the Shadow Thieves and the Frostwolf Legion also clash from time to time, but Kronia always loses more than wins.

Chromia took a deep breath, "Your Excellency the Lich King, are we really going to fight?"

"What do you say?" Ron stared at her with a fixed gaze, killing her as soon as she said a "no".

As if sensing Ron's killing intent, Cronia's heart sank, and she immediately lowered her head, "Honorable Lich King, I'm not questioning your orders, it's just that the orcs are powerful, we should retreat to the valley and use the terrain and the Ghost Tower to kill them." ”

"No!"

Ron shook his head and vetoed Cronia's proposal, and he groaned for a moment and made a decision that surprised everyone.

"Char!" Ron turned to Char and said, "You lead five thousand undead into battle and teach them a lesson!"

"Five thousand?"

When Cronia heard this, she couldn't believe her ears, what is the result of five thousand undead against five thousand orcs, you can think about it with your toes, relying on favorable terrain such as valleys and ghost towers to fight against orcs may not be able to achieve victory, this guy actually let Char lead five thousand undead to confront orcs head-on?

Crazy, he must be crazy...... Cronia thought sadly.

"Yes!"

Compared to Cronia, Char didn't have much fear of orcs, and in the Noah continent plane, orcs couldn't resist the Church of the Cataclysm at all, on the contrary, she only felt that five thousand undead were a bit too much.

Char didn't talk nonsense, she led five thousand undead to the bottom of the valley, among these five thousand undead, there are more than 1,000 people from Deathstroke Town, and more than 4,000 undead from the Shadow Thieves.

"Mom...... That's a lot of orcs!"

"Are we really going to fight these orcs?"

"It's impossible to win!"

Seeing the five thousand orcs standing in front of them, the undead seemed to feel that they didn't even belong to their feet, and a look of fear appeared on everyone's faces.

Char rode the Nightmare Beast, and there were still traces of the battle just now, and she looked at the more than 5,000 orcs lined up, her face was as indifferent as ever.

Perhaps sensing Char's calmness, the undead who were in a commotion of more than five thousand calmed down.

Ron also held his breath and stared at the shape of the mountain below, it was a fair battle right now, five thousand undead against five thousand orcs, he made this decision not based on a stupid idea, but he wanted to see the true combat power of the undead.

"They actually came out!"

"...... You have the guts to come out!"

"Damn the undead!"

The orc legions, which were about to attack the valley, suddenly saw the undead surging out of the valley and shouted angrily.

"Interesting!"

Osama was stunned for a moment, and then laughed gloomily, since his 100,000-year Scourge Legion had fallen from its peak, there was no record of the undead facing the orcs head-on, no matter how many of them there were.

What makes them find the courage they once lost? This is a question worth pondering.

But Osama didn't think much about it, he didn't pay attention to the undead at all, he smiled grimly, waved his hand sharply, and made a gesture.

"Kill!"