Emperor of Arcane

call! call! call!

The howling cold wind blew in layers.

Dense reeds swing unevenly.

The half-crouched Gulf Soldiers were silently waiting for orders.

A tall figure stood in front of the reeds.

The bone-chilling cold wind not only didn't make him feel any cold, but gave him a different kind of comfort.

The frost giant's talent allowed Beelzebub to thrive in such an environment.

He slowly turned the ax handle to gain more familiarity with it.

Weapons are like Beelzebub's other two lives and must be taken good care of.

Seeing Beelzebub's calm demeanor, the team leader Jifan who was following him could vaguely feel that the commander had become stronger.

In the past, Beelzebub gave Jifan a kind of power that was so powerful that he dared not look directly at it.

Nowadays, Beelzebub is like an abyss. If you look closely, you cannot see the bottom.

Slowly adjusting his breathing, Jifan put aside the distracting thoughts in his mind as quickly as possible and recalled the specific instructions for commanding the battle in his mind.

He knew very well that this special task was deeply valued by the lord.

As long as he performs at a normal level, he will get enough merit.

When his strength reaches the intermediate level, he can naturally become a squadron leader leading 500 people!

Although he joined the Gulf Territory very early, he also realized that the competitive pressure was increasing.

In the past, he just wanted to live a good life with his sister.

Now that his sister doesn't have to worry about him, he naturally has greater wishes in his heart.

This is life!

Looking at the soldiers who were waiting in full formation, Yaya looked forward to it, silently recalling the attack plan that had been made.

After today's battle, Yaya's reputation will spread throughout the Netheril Empire.

This little guy is excited and proud, and has a strong desire to express himself.

The loud sound of the horn slowly came from the distance.

With an order to pursue with all their strength, a cavalry team of thousands in size was chasing tens of thousands of orcs who were fleeing in embarrassment.

These orcs were obviously more numerous, but they didn't dare to turn back and fight back. They just ran away hastily, and they had become homeless dogs.

The thousands of cavalry who were chasing them were driving behind them leisurely.

The main force is at the rear, with the flanks controlling both sides.

Like a huge palm, it restricted the orcs' escape routes to both sides.

Until some of the orcs were exhausted and no longer had the strength to escape, and gradually fell behind.

Only then would they catch up and cut off the orc's head effortlessly.

Chase him all the way.

Thousands of corpses of orc soldiers were left behind along the way.

No one of these elite cavalry was injured.

The reason why these orcs have not completely collapsed is because of the reeds and swamps ahead.

As long as they can get there, no matter how powerful these cavalry are, they can't rush into the swamp to chase them down.

The cavalry were obviously aware of this and gradually increased their speed, squeezing as much of the orcs' physical strength as possible.

Sudden increase in pressure.

Many orcs couldn't bear it anymore.

They fell behind in large numbers and were easily harvested by the chasing cavalry.

"Unfortunately, our numbers are still too few after all."

"As long as there are 2,000 more people, another breakthrough can be opened in the middle and they will fall into even greater chaos."

Carlos shook his head sadly.

Although these elite orcs were fleeing in embarrassment, their performance at the moment was quite miserable.

However, without completely defeating them.

They showed very strong combat effectiveness and fighting will.

It also brought a lot of trouble and casualties to the Eighth Army.

Once these elite orcs escape, they will die.

If you try to defeat them next time, you will have to pay a heavy price.

The adjutant rushed over on horseback. Looking at the dense reeds in the distance, a cold light flashed in his eyes:

"Would you like to set a fire?"

Carlos chopped off the head of an orc warrior with a knife, shook his head helplessly and said:

"The speed of setting the fire was too slow, and our preparations were not sufficient. Before the fire could get bigger, they had already fled into the swamp."

"Unfortunately, it's not cold enough this year. It would be nice if the water froze."

"I ask everyone to work harder and kill as many as possible, lest they go to our Eastern Province!"

The adjutant thought the same thing, and immediately issued an order to attack, asking the soldiers to press hard and cause as many casualties as possible.

The orcs fled in a panic and ran forward crazily.

"Roar……!"

Like the substantial power of the dragon, it weighed heavily on them.

The panicked orc soldiers were instantly knocked down by the terrifying pressure.

Film after film fell down!

The already chaotic formation was split into two halves by invisible pressure.

In the middle were all the orc soldiers who fell down in fear.

They looked up hastily.

They happened to see a giant dragon swooping towards them.

Yaya suddenly opened his mouth, and the scorching flame dragon breath fell on the center of the orc army.

As she flew from left to right, a wall of flames hundreds of meters long blocked the way of the orcs.

Thousands of orcs were burned to charcoal by the terrifying dragon's breath.

Hundreds more orcs had no time to stop and ran headlong into the blazing flames.

The red and terrifying flames instantly ignited them.

Even if it only touches a little bit, it will soon spread to the whole body, and no matter how they slap and roll, they can't extinguish it.

The escape momentum of tens of thousands of orcs was blocked like this!

The orcs looked desperately at the fangs flying across the sky, and the breath they were holding in was just gone!

Unspeakable fatigue and fear enveloped the hearts of all the orcs.

More than 1/3 of the orcs collapsed directly to the ground.

The remaining orcs crowded forward or to both sides in confusion.

They kept arguing and hacking with each other, just like this.

Even Yaya, the instigator, glanced at the chaotic orcs below with the corner of his eye, and smiled very proudly:

"Yeah, all these orcs are scared of me."

"Hahaha, I can also breathe fire!"

Looking at the teeth spiraling down, the elite cavalry were inexplicably shocked and murmured to themselves:

"dragon!"

"A real dragon!"

"Khan, I was almost scared out of my mind just now..."

"It is over 8 meters long and looks like a young silver dragon!"

"Are you blind? There is no silver dragon that can breathe fire!"

"Don't worry so much, luckily he is on our side!

"Don't be stunned! Keep killing the orcs!"

"That's right, do it quickly!"

"..."

The elite soldiers reacted quickly, raised their weapons against the chaotic orcs, and killed them very simply.

For a time, more and more orc soldiers fell,

Only dead orcs are good orcs!

This is the consensus of all Netherese!