Chapter 59: The War Begins (Third more flowers)

At this time, the heavy shield infantry came out of the army in the back row.

Infinite arrows shot on the heavy shield of the heavy shield infantry, making a dull sound.

This heavy shield could not completely resist the arrows of the orcs, it was just that the iron sheet was wrapped in a thick layer of oak.

Gradually, the heavy shield infantry couldn't resist the arrows of these half-orcs.

Upon seeing this, Natulu directly swung his sword and ordered.

"The whole army assault!"

In an instant.

"Tatata"

The loess in the sky flew up.

The vanguard at the forefront had already begun the charge.

Thousands of vanguards swung away at the half-orcs with their swords in their hands.

The orcs were also not afraid at all, holding the long knife in their hands, and rushing towards the human vanguards.

Under the blessing of the magical wild power, the damage of this half-orc's long knife has been increased by 50%.

The human soldiers and the orc soldiers slashed at each other, and suddenly felt the strength of the enemy in front of them.

The long knife in his hand was extremely strong, and the simplest collision made his mouth numb.

"You damn humans!"

Half-orcs rushed out of those trenches desperately, and the number was as large as fifty thousand.

The half-orcs who rushed into the human battle group were cut directly by the long sword and were full of gaps.

But there is still the effect of wild anger.

Immune to death for five seconds is enough for these half-orcs to take away three or four human soldiers before they die.

At this time, the magic group among the human soldiers attacked the half-orcs with flames burning in their hands.

"boom!"

The flames in the sky exploded, and the orcs who burned into flames rushed directly beside the human soldiers.

Those magical embers ignited some human soldiers.

Suddenly the leather armor on his body burned, and he couldn't take it off for a while and directly burned the human soldiers crying.

At this time Turu looked at everything in front of him with a sad heart, after all, these were his compatriots.

After so many people died, I couldn't bear to watch.

Tulu begged the troll chief: "I beg you, send soldiers quickly, my soldiers won't last long."

The troll chief looked on coldly.

Turning a blind eye to Tulu's request.

At this time the centaur chief said:

"No hurry, it's not time yet."

"Ugh!"

With a long sigh, Tulu couldn't help it.

At this time, the magician army was finally charged by the half-orcs, and the flame-burning half-orcs slashed at these magicians frantically.

The magician, whose physical fitness was completely incomparable with the half-orcs, suffered a one-sided slaughter at this time.

The robes of those magicians have already begun to burn.

These are the flame magic they released.

The magicians who had never suffered from burning suddenly screamed.

On the battlefield, fifty thousand half orcs had already defeated an army of 100,000 humans.

In a blink of an eye, a large number of corpses of human soldiers have been left on the battlefield.

The rest of the human soldiers also began to panic, obviously wanting to start to escape.

The troll chief led eight hundred trolls, standing on the retreat of the human soldiers.

Waving a huge stick in his hand.

"Kill the retreat!"

After speaking, the eight hundred trolls waved the giant stick in their hands and hammered some human soldiers who had fled into mud.

The purpose of the troll chief is clear.

He just wanted these human soldiers from the Chenhui Empire to act as cannon fodder, doing his best to consume the forces of the Hammerfall City.

Eight hundred trolls are like the Great Wall, blocking everyone's retreat.

Seeing this scene, the soldiers had no choice but to turn around and fight with the desperate orcs.

But the human soldiers who have lost their morale are incomparable with the combat power just now, facing those half-orcs who are not afraid of life and death, for fear of being injured.

Half-orcs don't feel sympathy, and with a wave of the long knife in their hands, a good head falls to the ground.

Gradually, the human soldiers were also aroused bloody, and the long sword in their hands turned against the half-orcs.

Becoming two soldiers can change the life of a half-orc soldier.

After a day and night of fighting, finally in the morning of the next day, the half-orcs beheaded the last human soldier.

But at this time, the fifty thousand half-orcs were only 9,000 left.

And the remaining 9,000 people are also exhausted, their eyes staring at everything in front of them dull.

too tired!

Even the half-orcs are inherently strong, but they can't stand the toss.

Just when the half-orcs could breathe a sigh of relief, the race of those gods began to march towards Hammerfall City at this time.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The trolls moved to shake the earth, and began to crush those half-orcs!

It's time for them to debut!

The faces of those half-orcs showed desperate expressions.

These monsters look almost invincible!

But I don't know who shouted.

"For the future of the Orcs, we are not afraid of death!"

With just such a sentence, all the half-orcs exhausted their last bit of strength and charged towards those trolls, centaurs, ratmen and the like! *

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