While Nalant was thinking, a big bird suddenly descended from the sky.
This big bird is Xiao Huihui who has become a third-level monster.
"Sir, Xiao Huihui said that he has discovered Jerry's team, which is more than ten miles ahead."
"They are still being chased by orcs at this moment."
"In addition, there are nearly 20,000 orcs in total, and they are divided into two waves."
"The orcs chasing Jerry and the others are relatively weak, but there are many of them."
"Behind these orcs, there are thousands of orcs, and Xiao Huihui can feel a strong dangerous aura from them."
Soon, after the little girl Shirley finished communicating with Xiao Huihui, she immediately reported the situation discovered by Xiao Huihui to Nalant.
After listening to the report, Nalant thought for a moment, and then said: "Everyone, speed up and move forward. In addition, Shirley, you continue to let Xiao Huihui investigate. If there are any changes, you can report back at any time!"
"Yes, sir!"
Afterwards, Xiao Huihui continued to explore ahead, while Nalant and his party also accelerated their speed.
The situation is now clear, and it is exactly what he thought, the reason why these orcs dare to attack the human race.
That's because we have the orcs of Io continent as our support.
You must know that Xiao Huihui has been on the battlefield with them for a long time, so if the orcs behind them are not really strong.
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Xiao Huihui would not emphasize that the orcs had threatened it.
Only those orcs whose levels are not low can cause Xiao Huihui to be in such a situation.
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"Damn it, my horse can't run any faster!"
"Yes, my horse can hardly run anymore. This jungle is not suitable for war horses to run wildly. Now it has been carrying us for more than two days without any rest. The war horse has reached its limit!"
"Then what should I do? How about throwing away all the unimportant items?"
"Unimportant items, I'm afraid the only thing I can throw away now is armor, otherwise I would have thrown away all the other items except dry food last night!"
"Mine too. I accidentally lost my water bag last night and haven't had any water for most of the day."
When Nalant discovered the location of a group of nobles from the Northern Principality.
However, the nobles of the Northern Principality did not know that the savior had arrived.
At this moment, each of them fell into despair.
Because of the long period of running away, the speed of the war horses beneath him had gradually slowed down, and some of the horses even showed signs of falling to the ground.
This gave the human team that had not yet escaped from the forest an aura of despair.
"Everyone, since we can't escape, we won't escape. The enemy is only tens of thousands of orcs. We have such sophisticated armor, so we can find a place to fight with them."
When it comes to losing armor, many nobles and their subordinates are naturally reluctant to part with it.
Although the armor on my body is second-hand, it is also high-quality and genuine.
Not only is it forged with mithril, but it is also engraved with simple inscriptions.
In the eyes of everyone, this armor is more important than their lives.
In this way, Jerry knew that there was little hope of escape, but at this moment he suddenly summoned up the courage.
"Jerry, there are at least ten thousand orcs, can we defeat them?"
The other nobles were still a little scared after hearing this.
"So what if there are more than 10,000 orcs? Nalant's army was many times smaller than ours now, but it was still able to defeat the orcs steadily."
"We have so many people now. We don't seek to annihilate or completely defeat these orcs. We just want to make these orcs retreat and stop pursuing us!"
Jerry's thinking was very clear at this time. He knew that the war horse could not support them until they escaped, and this was the only way to survive.
"Okay, then I'll listen to you Jerry." Upon hearing this, the nobles of the Northern Principality immediately had a slight hope in their eyes.
Indeed, Nalant was able to directly annihilate the tens of thousands of orcs with such a small force.
I and others don't need to play games like Nalant. Even if they only have one-fifth of his abilities, they can keep everyone alive.
In the eyes of everyone, is he one-fifth as powerful as Nalant?
That's for sure, let alone one-fifth, even if Nalant is half as powerful, everyone thinks he is.
And they all agreed that the reason why Narant was so powerful was because he was very lucky.
Compared with Nalant, I am afraid that I and others just lack a little luck.
After making the decision, the nobles of the Northern Principality immediately began to carry out a desperate resistance as planned.
First, they selected a tidal flat backed by a river as the battlefield.
Fighting on this tidal flat can at least avoid being attacked from both sides.
Secondly, their horses have reached their limit and there is no chance to find a gentle section along the river to cross.
"Warriors, we are not escaping anymore. We are just thousands of orcs. There is nothing to be afraid of!"
"You should have heard of the biography of Nalant leading his subordinates to kill orcs."
"And this biography shows that the orcs are not actually strong, they just have scarier faces!"
"Now, since our horses can no longer run, let's fight these ugly guys here!"
"Only by defeating these ugly guys can we return smoothly and see our wives and children at home again!"
"Tell me, do you have confidence?"
"Sir, yes!"
"Very well, let's start fighting!"
After a group of northern principality nobles lined up their subordinates, they immediately gave a pre-battle speech.
With morale boosted, a group of nobles waited for the orcs to attack.
Woohoo!
The next moment, the orcs didn't waste any time and immediately launched an attack.
Tens of thousands of orcs began to roar and charge towards the team of nobles and others from the Northern Principality.
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The nobles did not flinch when they saw this, and took the lead and prepared to give it a go.
They want to imitate Nalant and have a beautiful defensive battle.
It's just that dreams are beautiful, but reality is often very skinny.
The orcs were already stronger than them, but now they had an advantage in numbers.
In just a moment, everyone in the Northern Principality felt the pressure.
Fortunately, the armor on his body was sophisticated enough, so he could barely hold on.
"Damn it, how come these orcs are so strong!"
"Yes, how on earth did Nalant defeat more with less and annihilate these guys!"
"Everyone, what should we do?"
After feeling the pressure, Jerry and others' complexions immediately turned livid.
This is the so-called ability to learn once you learn it, and then lose it once you do it.
Fighting back sounds easy, but when you actually get started, you will find that it is not the case at all.
Now everyone is doubting whether Narant's team is actually a monster.
Why did he fall into a situation of losing ground after waiting for talents to fight for a long time?
However, no one has given them an answer now as to why Nalant's subordinates are so strong.
At this moment, the Beast King and the Messenger from behind also arrived with more than 5,000 elite orcs.
"Do these ridiculous humans still think they are Nalant's team?"
The Beast King looked at the Northern Principality team in front of them that had been compressed to the shore, and couldn't help but sneered.
In the past, even if the Holy Alliance and other empires' teams wanted to compete with their orc team, they still needed to be supported by numerical superiority.
The strength of the group of people in front of them was much worse than the teams of the Holy Alliance and other empires.
Now that they are at a disadvantage in terms of numbers, they actually want to resist.
To make such a fearless resistance, it is better to run away immediately, that way there is still a chance to escape a few fish that slipped through the net.
"Sure enough, the rural nobles in this continent are weaker. We, the beast race, are the truly outstanding race. Reptiles like the human race are only worthy of being slaves."
The Lord Messenger looked at the battle ahead, and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up slightly, and the pride of the race arose spontaneously.
"Prince Mamba, deal with these guys quickly. I can't wait to go to the human territory of the Storm Territory and let them feel the consequences of offending our orcs!"
The Lord Messenger looked at it for a moment, became a little impatient, and immediately gave instructions to the Beast King.
"Okay, Master Messenger!"
When the Beast King heard this, he naturally had no objection and immediately gave a few instructions to the herald beside him.
Woohoo!
Immediately, the orc's horn sounded again.
"Ho ho ho, kill, kill all these humans!"
After hearing the urging order, the orcs started killing even harder.
Gradually, the human race, which had been struggling to support itself, retreated again.
But this time, they were already forced to the river. If they went further, they would only have the possibility of falling into the river.
"Damn it, I didn't expect that we would die in this jungle!"
"Yeah, if only Baron Narante were here, these ugly guys!"
Jerry and others looked at the surging river and fell into despair.
Although the river is not too deep, it can still make it difficult for them to fly.
This reminded everyone of Narant.
The more critical the moment, the more they realize how extraordinary Nalant is.
That is simply a god-like man.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Just when Jerry and others were forced to fall into the river, they suddenly heard several screams coming from them.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Then, there was a deafening roar, and clusters of purple light exploded among the enemy groups ahead.
"How is this going?"
Jerry and others looked at all this in disbelief, and were stunned for a moment.
"Hey Jerry, how are you guys?"
But at this moment, a greeting suddenly came from behind.
Everyone turned to look and saw a team of hundreds of people appearing on the other side of the river.
"Narant...it's Narant!"
In an instant, no matter whether it was Jerry or other nobles of the Northern Principality, they all looked at the majestic figure on the other side of the river with their mouths open.
They even couldn't believe their eyes and rubbed them vigorously.
"Narant, we are fine!"
Jerry almost cried.
This Narante came at the right time.
"Haha, it's okay. Just hold on for a while. My team has already crossed the river downstream!"
When Nalant saw the looks of Jerry and the others, he immediately comforted them.
Whoosh whoosh!
Boom! Boom!
At this time, the magic energy cannon started the second round of salvo fire again.
Suddenly, the magic light group exploded in the crowd of orcs again, knocking them off their feet.
"Damn it, it's a magic cannon. This is Nalant!"
Although the Beast King has never met Nalant, he knows that Nalant possesses a magic cannon.
Therefore, when he finally recovered from the second round of bombing, his complexion immediately became ugly.
It was just a simple two-round bombardment, and at least hundreds of his subordinates were killed or injured.
These are all his elite men, and the loss of several hundred is enough for him to feel distressed.
At that moment, the Beast King looked anxiously at the messenger beside him.
"Is this the human noble who bullied the beast tribe?"
The envoy couldn't help but be slightly surprised when he saw that Nalant actually had so many magic cannons.
"Yes, Lord Messenger, that's him. Lord Messenger, please take action quickly. That magic cannon is really powerful!"
"Humph, it's just a magic cannon!"
The orc envoy snorted coldly and looked at his subordinates next to him.
"Let the warriors go out, all races, no one is left!"
"Yes, Lord Commander!"
The orc subordinates beside him received the order and immediately headed forward.
Woohoo!
Immediately, the five thousand orcs who had never appeared finally started to move.
"Rumba, shoot those orcs for me!"
Nalant immediately saw the movements of this orc team.
He had already noticed that this orc was different.
In addition to being exceptionally well-equipped, he discovered that among the five thousand orcs, the weakest ones were actually the Earth Knights.
And there are dozens of powerful Sky Knights.
Such strength, if placed on the Holy Continent, would definitely sweep the entire human alliance.
Those were thousands of earth knights, absolutely terrifying existences.
Whoosh whoosh!
Following Nalant's instructions, Lomba immediately asked his subordinates to turn the muzzle of their guns and blast towards the elite orcs in the rear.
Buzz buzz!
Bang bang bang!
But the next moment, what shocked Nalant was when the energy beam of the magic energy cannon was about to fall on the heads of these orcs.
A transparent shield suddenly appeared above their heads.
But after all the energy light groups hit the shield, they just made a roar and then dissipated directly.
As for the orcs below, they suffered no losses at all.
"You can actually resist it, Lord Messenger, do we orcs also know magic?"
Not to mention Nalant's surprise, even the Beast King was also surprised.
"We orcs don't need to use the dirty methods of humans. This is the shaman's magic of our orcs!"
"Did you see the shamans in the team wearing robes and holding crutches in their hands?"
"They are the sacrifices among our beast tribe, and they can use the divine power bestowed by the beast god."
The messenger did not hide anything from the Beast King, and immediately pointed out the key point.
When the Beast King looked around, he found four or five shamans in robes among the team of more than 5,000 people.
The crutches in their hands were constantly waving, and streams of divine power visible to the naked eye were output into the air.
The energy output by several priests gathered together and eventually formed a shield network.
"These orcs are really extraordinary, they can actually use magic to resist attacks!"
Nalant's observation skills were equally good, and he quickly noticed the strangeness among the orcs.
Whoosh whoosh!
"Rumba, all magic cannons retreat!"
And just as Nalant was thinking this, his face suddenly hardened at the next moment, and he immediately gave orders to Lumba and the others.
It turned out that after resisting the attack of the magic energy cannon, several shamans from the orc tribe actually launched a counterattack.