Orc Tyrant

Blood and fetters gush out from the wounds in the bones and flesh of an Ouke boss. The scorching energy dazzled Guk. He stepped back and dropped his warhammer aside.

Suddenly, he heard a sharp wailing, coming from the black battle axe, like a chorus of banshees, flogging his body, phantom-like bones hand grabbing at him, a thousand voices tearing his consciousness .

The ghostly whirlwind caught him, and he spun and twisted in their grasp, like a piece of soft leather, threatening to tear him up a little bit in retribution.

Just when he tried to break free like a drowning, he felt that another existence came to protect himself. It was the existence that guided his arm, and it was also the existence that has always accompanied him since encountering the first demon, although He never realized it.

Guk fell to the ground, and the gust of wind let him go, disappearing into the invisible with a sharp howl full of pain and frustration.

He landed heavily, then rolled to the side, spitting out the hot air into his lungs.

The sound of fighting returned to him, and he heard painful shouts, gunfire, explosions and roars rhythmically under rounds of merciless shooting.

That is the sound of death.

It was the sound of a massacre.

His whole body was in pain from the pain and loss. Guk propped up his body. He was surrounded by blood stains and various wrecks left by the battle. The tough figures of armored warriors watched in surprise and fell in front of him. The headless body on the blood-stained ground.

Guk took a trembling breath, raised his hands to the sky, and he won again.

"I! I am the real king!!!"

He called, the guards roared, and the traitors wailed for their failure.

"Gulsuth is dead!"

This news spread among the rebels like a plague, many boys refused to believe it, but some boys gave up the fight and began to flee outside the battlefield.

The already shaky front gradually collapsed, and the rebellious Black Fire Corps was quickly defeated under the attack of the three legions. The leader of the rebellion was executed by Truf himself, and the dying Shabal was dragged back to the Pain Kid. , For emergency rescue.

Ordinary troops will definitely give up in the face of such an overwhelming disadvantage, but Guk’s **** policy frightened many boys, so they made an unprecedented resistance, knowing that their own destruction is within a short period of time, and decided to order. Loyalists pay the price of bleeding for every step.

Outside the fortress, the main force of the rebels is being double-teamed by several armies and is being systematically slaughtered.

The ruthless artillery fired by Mao Jingang from a distance, and the force along the entire line of the Ugar Basin, shattered the enemy like a terrible iron tongs, and tore them to pieces in a storm of deadly fire and blood.

It is walking in this dark slaughter like a legendary giant. Its powerful weapon can harvest dozens of lives with every blow. The white-hot fire blooms among the rebels, and the deadly flame traverses the desert, turning flesh For nothing, turn sand into glass.

The tank roared from the gunpowder smoke, and the weapon shone, crushing the wounded under the track.

As the boss banner erected in the middle of the rebel front fell, all the rebel boys realized that they had been defeated, and their boss' fate became a mystery. The place where he stood last was covered by a large group of guards in silver armor.

After ending the involvement of the rebellious Black Fire Legion, Grak was like no one among the insurgents, and his ripper was carrying out a **** harvest among the enemy groups.

The warlord Goff fought with savage enthusiasm. He had lost his mind, only the murderous fury that drove the blade.

His warriors were also caught in a rage, hacking and smashing enemies like butchers, so that their armor was covered with blood from the dead.

If the previous battle had been incredibly noisy, now it has become deafening, full of screams of pain or hatred, and the scattered sounds drowned in the continuous roar of artillery and explosions, together turning into a long and endless murder. Howl.

This was once a battle, but now it has become a slaughter. The scattered resistance forces were knocked down by the overwhelming superior firepower, and a few survivors were divided by blood-stained weapons.

Mogdrogen's metal scepter drew a huge arc to harvest life, his broken cloak flew in the hot wind rolled up by the fire of the battlefield, and between his hands and feet was a flash of lightning and thunder, which engulfed many enemies in a whirlwind of destruction. Under the expressionless mask were a pair of eyes burning with green flames.

At the same time, the Blood Axe Legion smashed their enemies with ruthless footsteps and disciplined salvos.

At the forefront of the guards, the chieftain Mangul and Kundera Ka led a group of fighters into the enemy's center, killing them with the most primitive violence and superb combat skills.

The guard leader who is not inferior to the warlord danced in the melee, the phase axe from the depths of the Blackstone Fortress left a terrible **** trail behind him, and he loudly followed the rhythm that only he could hear. laugh.

On the contrary, Guk’s jumping manager, Momac, almost left the battle, focusing on the corpses left by the guards. Flesh and blood trophies were hung on his armor, and he did on the enemy corpses. His atrocities became more extreme every time, because he had a large group of hops that needed to be fed.

The Pain Kid Gulas was like a vulture wandering in this massacre, stopping by the fallen kid from time to time to perform some terrible recovery operations.

A team of boys protected him, a group of farts assisted him in his disgusting work, and behind them, the filthy ranks of blood-stained organ porters were burdened with the fruits of the harvest.

After a brief gasp, Guk ordered the body of Gulsuth to be held high in the air with several spears, because even without him, his soldiers still cheered and continued fighting in a brutal manner.

After seeing the headless body and familiar armor, the morale of the rebels finally collapsed.

"We won!!!"

Up to this time, the overlord who was in the hands of the victory also appeared in a prominent position on the battlefield, with Fabatka and his guards beside him. The solemn silver armor and hairy red **** gleamed in the flames.

The battlefield on the coast was stained red by the blood of the insurgents, and their brave intent to resist was only broken flesh and blood, fighting for the last gleam of hope left.

In many places, fierce resistance even defeated the loyal side, and a small group of desperate war gangs rushed out of the encirclement, dragging their wounded boss towards the sea or other seemingly safer directions.

Guk did not order a chase. Now the first thing is to take back the Black Fire Castle and re-establish his authority. As for the fish that slipped through the net, maybe he will remember to clean them up in the future, maybe he will forget them in a few days, after all, they are no longer important.

But what made him a little concerned was that the shrimps also broke through a certain line of defense of the Gough Army. They fought to the beach. Some of them were also carrying injured compatriots. As soon as Guk ordered the tracking, they had escaped. Up.

On the outer sea, there is already a fleet moored, and there is actually a simple dock on the seashore. Obviously, the cooperation between the two sides is not a day or two.

The person he cared about the most was gone, and he didn't show up until Gulsuth died. Guk never thought he had given up.

Or does he think the blood shed today is enough?

If he really thinks so, Guk will teach him a lesson in the near future, an extremely profound lesson.

The few remaining rebels tried to be stubbornly resisted in the fortress, but they lost their boss’s command and were scattered in various areas of the fortress. Some of them bravely managed to break out of this terrible massacre. In terms of battle, the impact is minimal.

The massacre was over within a few hours, and the once noisy Golden Legion was now lying silently on the devastated desert.

Only half a day after the war began, the Black Fire Castle was recovered.