Pity this group of nearly a thousand people, whose strength is above the heavenly level, the Dawn Knights. They only wear close-fitting underwear and carry huge rocks on their backs for daily training sessions. They never dreamed that in their own territory, in
In the place of faith of the God of Dawn, in the land where the glory of the God of Morning shines, less than ten meters away in front of them, thousands of pig-headed men wearing heavy armor and holding sharp knives suddenly appeared!
It would be fine if it was an ordinary pig-headed man. Ordinary pig-headed men only exist as cannon fodder in the orc clan.
But the main battle regiment under Leon's command cannot have cannon fodder. These pig-headed orc tribes have nicknames within the tribe, and other tribes call them 'violent blood pigs'. They have a berserk bloodline similar to the barbarians in their bodies, and even more
Incorporating the habits of violent and irritable wild boars, their average height is about three meters, their bodies are covered with blood-colored bristles like steel needles, and their bodies are strong, brave and easy to kill. Their combat power is stronger than those of werewolves and orc warriors of the leopard family.
It took quite a while.
If it weren't for the IQ problems of these bloody pig-headed men, relying on their powerful combat effectiveness and terrifying reproduction speed, they might actually become strong competitors to the three major royal families of the orc family.
What this group of unlucky Dawn Knights encountered was a group of bloody pig-headed men wearing heavy armor, holding magic shields in their left hands, covered in blood and pieces of meat, and just now launching a crazy attack on the enemy's defense line. Just listen.
A series of shrill pig howls sounded, and thousands of bloody pig-headed men lowered their heads. The fangs in their mouths suddenly popped out more than three feet long, and they madly launched their clan's most frightening 'Pig Rush' attack.
These violent pig-headed men instantly transformed into a bloody rush. Their bodies ran faster than the speed of sound. They broke through the air and stirred up white air explosions visible to the naked eye. The fangs in their mouths pierced those Dawn Warriors.
Their bodies and their necks were raised crazily, and each of the Dawn Warriors was torn into pieces.
With blood spraying out, this group of bloody pig-headed men who were in a state of madness broke into the camp of the Dawn Temple army, setting off a bloody storm. The Dawn Temple army, which was caught off guard, completely lost effective command in the first quarter of an hour.
.Tens of thousands of powerful Dawn warriors were torn into pieces and trampled into pulp in this sudden pig attack.
Leon and Yin Qingyue didn't care to figure out where they were. They immediately issued an order to attack with all their strength.
More than a million tyrannical orcs and barbarians simultaneously launched an attack on this large army of the Temple of Dawn from a front that was dozens of miles long, but the specific size was not very clear. The wizards among the orcs launched all kinds of wizards one after another.
The poison was released, and large tracts of voodoo spread in the camp of Dawn Temple. Large groups of Dawn warriors howled miserably and fell to death from the poison.
But just half an hour later, Leon and Yin Qingyue were so painful that they almost cried. The opponent was an elite group of soldiers whose individual combat capabilities were comparable to their subordinates, and their number was five times theirs. What was even worse was that
Yes, this large army of the Dawn Temple. Their equipment is much better than the orc and barbarian coalition led by Leon and Yin Qingyue.
The most despairing thing is that this army of Dawn Temple is equipped with at least three legions of magicians. Three hundred thousand magicians are pouring magic at the same time within a radius of dozens of miles. It is simply a nightmare-like scene.
Large swaths of orcs and barbarians were reduced to ashes in the white divine light that filled the sky, while those seriously injured Dawn Warriors stood up vigorously in the same white light.
The road to heaven is endless, or in other words, Bilibili is a very kind person. He arranged another super-large teleportation formation less than a hundred miles away from here. It was only half a mile away.
Hours are enough for the teleported soldiers from the teleportation formation to notice the movement here.
A dozen strong undead men with various crowns made of magic crystals on their heads, cursing and leading a large group of undead soldiers, walked towards this side. They cursed the unknown bastard who was plotting against them all the way, and slowly climbed up.
They reached a small hill, and then they suddenly saw the orc army that was being beaten to pieces and surrounded by several times the number of elites from the Dawn Temple at the core.
"Holy shit!" A Skeleton King with two wings on his back, holding a dark flame semi-artifact wand made of tungsten as the main material, and whose huge head pressed against his own neck bone, suddenly cursed.
Get up: "These green-skinned orcs are really talented. The human force is five times theirs. They actually started to fight?"
Another beautiful undead woman who was slim and charming, but whose lower body was covered in ghost mist, helplessly spread her hands: "It seems that they didn't do it willingly! You see, the place where they were teleported was not far away from the Ashe Clan.
The lackeys only have less than five miles of land. The great Lord of Death is above. The person who arranged this teleportation array is so wicked! But I like this approach!"
Another jackal mummy gave birth to a jackal head and a shriveled body wrapped with countless black bandages. Without a word, he climbed onto his mount, a nightmare skeleton horse wrapped in black flames, and then waved two huge sawtooths.
The machete roared crazily: "No nonsense! Children, kill them! What fresh blood, flesh and bones! Kill, kill, kill!"
Accompanied by all kinds of random ghostly cries, more than a million undead screamed and rushed out from behind the hills at the same time. They flooded the hills like a gray-white torrent, wildly waving various weapons toward the rear of the Dawn Temple Legion.
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There were a large number of necromancers among these undead. They chanted spells at the same time, and the earth suddenly trembled. Countless cracks continued to emerge, and large tracts of low-level undead rushed out from the cracked ground like a tide.
The undead army that originally numbered only a million suddenly multiplied dozens of times, and the gray-white undead army that was originally just a torrent suddenly turned into an endless gray angry sea.
"Break out, the resentment of the war dead, break out!" Some extremely tyrannical demigod-level necromancers urged more vicious necromancy spells. In just half an hour, hundreds of thousands of Dawn Temple and orcs died in the civil war.
The corpses of the coalition soldiers suddenly burst out with a dazzling black-red light amidst the sounds of their spells.
With a dull loud noise, corpses exploded violently one after another. Each exploded corpse could cover a radius of tens of meters. Soldiers who were closer to the corpse were directly killed, while those who were further away were killed.
The soldiers were also hit by the highly toxic plasma sprayed from the corpse. Once the highly toxic plasma, which contains hundreds of undead toxins and curses, touches fresh flesh and blood, it is like pouring ultra-high concentration of strong acid into the water.
The fresh flesh and blood exploded and rotted immediately, quickly corroding the soldiers into stinking poisonous corpses.
The sound of "bang bang" was endless, and the bodies of the soldiers who were killed exploded again. This set off a series of chain explosions, whether in the army of the Temple of Dawn or in the ranks of the orc alliance. Large swaths of soldiers
Wailing and falling to the ground dead, the armies of both sides suddenly broke away from contact. In the open space between the two camps, more than a million rotten, broken corpses and severed arms fell.
The sudden, indiscriminate magic attack blinded both the Dawn Temple and the Orc Alliance. Although the soldiers of the Dawn Temple suffered heavy casualties, the Orc Alliance, which had been beaten out of breath, suffered even more losses in this continuous explosion.
More than three hundred thousand soldiers!
With just a dozen breaths of corpse explosion attacks, the undead achieved unprecedented brilliant results on the battlefield of this large-scale battle!
"You damn skeleton monsters!" Leon looked at his subordinates who suffered heavy casualties, his eyes were red with anger, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out from far away. After fighting for half an hour with the army that was several times superior in the Temple of Dawn, his subordinates
There were only less than 100,000 casualties. But as soon as this group of undead, who could barely be regarded as friendly forces, rushed over and killed more than 300,000 of his men!
These damn undead, do they want to kill them all together?
"Oh!" A dragon-bone lich wearing a crown floated in mid-air, and bowed to Leon in the distance sheepishly: "Sorry, this is a friendly accident! We can't control the range of the spell.
And target, this is our fault, you can kill ten times more of our subordinates to vent your anger, we will never have any objection!"
All the undead strong men showed a strange smile, and Leon was once again so angry that he vomited blood because of the words of the Dragon Bone Lich. What he lost was 300,000 elite warriors of flesh and blood, and those undead and those skeleton monsters, even if
So what if he killed 30 million skeleton monsters? As long as a forbidden spell level undead is summoned, the chopped skeleton monsters will stagger back to their feet!
This loss ratio is simply incomparable! But do you really care about these undead? Look at the overwhelming torrent of undead. Leon, who was trembling with anger, fiercely pulled out his weapon, and then attacked the most vulnerable part of the Dawn Temple army.
The corners of the mouths of several of the most powerful undead warriors curled up slightly, revealing a sarcastic sneer. They waved their hands forward calmly, and the increasingly larger undead army launched a desperate attack on the warriors of the Temple of Dawn.
An undead strongman whose strength had reached the half-step god realm silently took out a black crystal ball, then threw it heavily to the ground and shattered it into pieces.
A large black-gray mist rushed out from the broken crystal ball, instantly covering the land thousands of miles around. The mages of the Dawn Temple had come to their senses, and they began to use the Dawn Magic to attack the undead soldiers. But in the black-grey
Shrouded in mist, the Dawn Magic, which was originally powerful against undead soldiers, suddenly became soft and soft. Even the weakest skeleton soldiers could withstand several attacks before turning into a pile of bone powder.