Orc Tyrant

All Ouke were involved in the battle at the same time. The enemy appeared on both sides of the mountain road, and the blasted gravel piled up on the ground like autumn leaves.

Shabal didn't care about the enemy's sneak attack, nor did he care if these shrimps were crazy and wanted to die with him. As long as his weapon was still in hand, then no enemy could stop him.

"Waaaaaagh!"

He let out an incomparable roar and flew into the front of the team to stand in front of the impact wave.

The ear-shattering impact like an anvil falling to the ground made the ground under his feet torn apart. He confronted two enemies with a very aggressive posture, first knocked a pair of war knives with a long handle, and then blasted a head with a giant hammer.

The warrior armed with a long knife launched an offensive without hesitation, and threw a violent slash at him. Shabal's block and parry were not inferior, and he kept the opponent's weapons from dripping.

At the same time, his Black Fire Guards also joined the melee.

Boom~!

As soon as a human soldier fell to the ground with a smashed chest, the other person behind him howled and rushed on, hitting the waist of the Black Fire Guard who was fighting, and then pulled the lead of the grenade.

The huge impact instantly overturned the nearly one ton Ouke elite to the ground. Before he could even tell the roar of his mind, a war knife slashed at him. The neck, joints, and face were Focusing on the areas that are "cared for", Yushikin taught them where to attack Ouke.

"Damn it!"

Shabal also noticed the dangerous guys in the crowd. They didn't have weapons on them, but they were waiting to rush up and change their lives at any time. It was a cunning and cold tactic.

At this moment, he actually had a trace of admiration for Xiami's boss.

Ruthless enough!

In a short period of fierce battle, several swords have been cut in half, but Shabal’s long-handled warhammer makes it difficult for humans to get close to him, and the “meat bullets” that look at him will not help him for a while.

Just when Shabal smashed two rushing soldiers into the sky again, a war knife took advantage of his vacancy before his castration, and pierced obliquely from an extremely tricky angle. Shabal couldn't respond, right. A **** wound appeared on his arm in the blink of an eye.

He turned around angrily and decided to deal with the **** directly.

First, bending over to avoid a fierce and slow swing, Shabal immediately raised his leg and kicked the shrimp holding a battle knife, kicking it on his left knee.

The heavy steel boots squeezed the soldier's left leg to one side, and the howling warhammer followed, peeling half of his body from the skeleton, like smashing a blood bag, and the organs and blood splashed under high pressure. All around.

"kill!"

Shabal's behavior seemed to anger the surrounding human soldiers. Among them, the nearest one rushed up desperately, but the warlord just shook his fist casually, and stopped his attack just before he dropped the knife in his hand.

The soldier staggered back, his broken face with teeth and broken eyes, and dirty blood dripped on his chest along his chin.

But Shabal stopped to enjoy the joy of successfully defeating the enemy, he had to immediately put his head back, and escaped another swipe from another enemy by a few minutes.

He injected his whole body power into his arms, so that the heavy warhammer almost drew a complete circle, the hammer head struck a head in the lower half of the arc, and then crashed on the ground.

Accompanied by a deafening explosion, the warhammer left a huge radiation-spreading crack in the rock, like a bullet hole on a mirror or a ripple caused by a stone entering the water.

Behind him, the headless body suddenly fell to the ground, holding a weapon in his hand until he died.

More knives stabbed at the Ouke warlord. He raised the long handle of the warhammer as a shield, opened all the offensives, then swung the weapon high above his head, and then fell down like a pile.

The two war knives were raised crosswise and placed under the hammer head together, trying to block the blow.

But the fierce impact instantly distorted the steel and smashed the flesh below.

Before Shabal had time to pull the warhammer out of the quagmire of flesh and blood, the human soldiers copied it from the side loaf again, planning to attack when he had no time to look around.

The warlord roared sharply and turned to face the enemy. Just at this time, a "meat bullet" caught the gap and rushed from the crowd at extremely fast speed.

Shabal's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and the sledgehammer swept out, but the guy fell directly to the ground and slid straight to his feet.

"Long live the empire!!"

The distorted smiling face of the other party gave Shabal a certain illusion for a while, not a shrimp at his feet, but a certain **** tied to a rocket.

The next moment, the other party suddenly exploded.

"Get rid of it! Get rid of that Ok!"

Yushkin finally caught the opportunity. Before the smoke cleared, he rushed from the back of the team to where Shabal stood before, but a black fire guard stopped in front of him.

"Go away!"

He yelled sharply, shot the pistol bullet into the opponent's face once, then dodged to avoid the opponent's random hacking, backhanded the weapon into its torso, and hit with a swift stab from the bottom up. The position where the opponent's armor is not protected, vicious and smooth, without stopping.

He pushed the enemy back step by step, and the surrounding soldiers quickly gathered around him, forming an offensive spear.

Another enemy was approaching. He twisted his body to meet the roaring battle axe, but two soldiers had dulled the sharp axe blades with their chests before.

Yushikin bent over to his knees and handed out a horizontal slash to knock the opponent to the ground. The Black Guard tried to stand up. Several soldiers swooped over, pressed the opponent firmly with their legs, and then another sword. Pierce Oak's head and nail it to the ground.

A pool of blood gradually spread under it.

Before it had time to reap the joy of killing the enemy, a huge power accompanied by boundless fury overturned all of them to the ground.

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! !

The entire ground, the entire ground, was abruptly torn apart by nameless forces, and shallow gullies stretched under everyone's feet, and even the distant mountains collapsed.

In the smoke of gunpowder, the Ouke warlord, whose half of his body was blackened, came out step by step. His eyes were red like burning coal, and traces of green arcs on his bare muscles were leaping, hitting the air to produce some kind of The pop of static electricity.

Yushijin immediately got up from the ground and looked at the opponent vigilantly. He could feel the anger on the opponent. The explosion not long ago did not cause any adverse effects on him, except for a few pieces of armor.

"Enough playing, I have to do business."

Shabal exhaled, and the warhammer in his hand shone more and more.

"You, go and change the flag for me."

He tilted his head towards the flag-bearer on the side, and the opponent immediately ran to the command post not far ahead with interest.

As soon as a group of soldiers was about to stop, the huge warhammer slammed into the past with electric current, knocking everyone on the straight line into blood.

"This is just the beginning."

Shabal grinned, walking towards the crowd with empty hands.