Pan Sen, the deputy commander of the Lions Legion who has experienced hundreds of battles, took a deep breath, and the strong smell of blood instantly filled his nose. This is the smell of war, death and death drawing swords against each other, using blood and glory to win the tragic victory.
Just living in an ignoble way. The truth of war is just to kill the other side in exchange for the necessities of one's own life, including land, ambition and money, or, even more humblely, just to want more people to die so as to reduce resource consumption.
Then we legitimately declare to the world that we just want more people to live better.
No matter what, at least he didn't want to die at this moment. Panson turned his gaze to Silas, the thunder wolf who was fighting with the orcs. He recalled the scene when he first went hunting in the mysterious Azshara primeval forest.
Not understanding this forest, he directly led his hunting team deep into the forest. As soon as he entered the forest, he was attacked by a level 13 monster, the Raging Lion. There were many casualties. He was so frightened that he chose to leave his team members and escape. That kind of fear is like a battlefield.
Seeing the heads falling one after another, the numbness could not grow. Pan Sen did not run away, but hid in the distance to observe secretly. An unexpected picture appeared. A huge thunder wolf passed by the territory of the Raging Flame Lion.
, the size showed that it was definitely a thunder wolf of the royal species, and more importantly, the Raging Flame Lion actually gave way to a thunder wolf whose level was more than one and a half stars lower than itself, and even offered the bodies of the hunting team members to the thunder wolf for enjoyment.
Since then, Pan Sen has confirmed that the Thunderwolf lineage is the king of Azshara's primeval forest.
So, of course there are countermeasures.
"Lord Silas."
Pan Sen, who was in the middle of the defensive circle, suddenly spoke. The honorific address made it clear that this was not a roll call before giving an order.
The biting Thunder Wolf suddenly retreated, and the orcs attacking it suddenly failed. Before they could react, the soldiers on both sides of the Thunder Wolf immediately filled the gap, cutting off the heads of these orcs, and blood immediately spattered, at the cost of the original resistance.
The lying enemies pressed forward a step further, inflicting several more bone-deep wounds on their bodies.
Thunder Wolf shook his body to make the blood on his body less sticky. Silas was undoubtedly the most injured warrior on the human side. His huge size and dense orcs made it impossible for Silas to hide and suffered many attacks. It responded
He turned his head and looked at Pan Sen with his body still upright.
"Lord Silas, can you tell me whether Azshara's primeval forest belongs to the territory of the Thunderwolf clan?"
The main force of the orcs made a sneak attack from the direction of Azshara's primeval forest. Panson's question at this time was undoubtedly an insult to Silas. It turned around suddenly and roared threateningly at Panson, seemingly
Very dissatisfied with Pan Sen's question, the bloody fangs were covered with the blood of the orcs.
"Yes, but the sneak attack by the orcs has absolutely nothing to do with our clan." Cyril stopped and relayed the information that Silas had sent to her mind. She looked at Panson with equally cold eyes.
"Your Majesty, you have misunderstood," Pan Sen quickly explained and knelt down to Silas. Only the royal family can enjoy such a courtesy. "I would like to ask you to use your identity to help us resolve this crisis. Your Majesty's mercy."
, I will keep it in my heart!"
"Cowardly people." Cyril continued to speak, with more disdain in his eyes under the wolf-head mask. I don't know if these were Silas's words or her own.
But many people present understood what Pan Sen said. The son of the King of Heroes was already fighting with the golden tauren Mundo, and was out of the defensive circle. If singled out, Aranza would definitely be able to defeat Mundo, but now, with Mundo,
While fighting multiple battles, Aranza also had to pay attention to the enemy sneak attack next to her. Only Dolores used magic arrows to cover him at the most critical moment. She had stopped humming the war song to save more mental energy for magic.
The use of arrows.
However, even if Aranza defeats Mundo, how should he deal with the dilemma of being alone in the beast tide?
Defeat was within reach, and their bloody fight at this time only allowed themselves to survive for a few more minutes.
The only person who can change their fate is one of the members of Azshara's primeval forest king race, the royal thunder wolf Silas.
"Friend! Mundo will never let you off again!"
At this time, Aranza showed some weakness and was restrained by Mondo, gradually moving away from the defensive circle.
"Aranza, come back!"
Dolores shouted to Aranza who was fighting hard. The distance between them was getting farther and farther. Those hateful wolf cavalry blocked her sight. She could not see Aranza's full situation and could not support him in time.
On the side, Jiexi gritted her silver teeth and anxiously took out a magic summoning scroll from the space ring and threw it towards Alanza. Suddenly, after a flash of light, another high-level fantasy beast, the steel-armored ape, appeared on the scene.
, roaring and punching the orcs blocking the way, trying to rush over to help Aranza.
However.
Jie Xi, who controlled two high-level fantasy beasts at the same time, had spent too much energy on controlling the first fantasy beast in the early stage. She only had time to control the other fantasy beast for a few seconds before her head suddenly felt dizzy.
As Dolores screamed, she suddenly fainted and fell to the ground unconscious.
The two high-level fantasy beasts disappeared into the air as she fainted. The orcs seized the gap and pounced forward. They were in danger. Although the soldiers responded in time and could barely block it, the situation was obviously getting more and more critical, and high-level forces came one after another.
The ground disappeared, and the defensive circle suddenly shrunk a lot.
"Silas," Dolores shouted anxiously when she saw Silas and Pantheon were in a stalemate, "No matter what you think now, our leader's situation is very dangerous."
Hearing this, Silas ignored Panson and turned his narrow eyes to Aranza. If Panson who asked for help was a coward, then Aranza, who was fighting alone outside the defensive circle at this moment, was undoubtedly a brave man.
Thunder Wolf admires the brave, not to mention it can feel that Aranza has never regarded it as Cyril's mount, but as a member of the team. The same is true for Jessie and Dolores. Although they don't spend much time together,
But everyone regarded each other as friends.
For the Thunder Wolf clan, friends are a kind of recognition.
Silas hesitated for a moment, and then a mental wave came into Cyril's mind, and she relayed: "I will not disregard the life or death of my friends."
"Ouch——!"
Suddenly, a clear wolf howl sounded from Silas's mouth, covering the entire audience and reaching the Azshara primeval forest not far away, which was as dark as ghosts dormant.
The quiet forest seemed to emit an indelible commotion, and then, wolf howls followed Silas's voice, one after another in the forest, startling the sleeping birds to huff and fly into the distance.
Appeared!
In just a moment, a snow-white thunder wolf jumped out of the forest, a flash of white that was extremely dazzling in the darkness. This was Silas's cousin, and its territory was not far away. It was observing the battle situation in the Kablan Fortress ahead.
When its eyes fell on its bloody brother, it no longer hesitated and let out a commanding howl.
If someone were watching from outside Azshara Forest, the scene at this time could only be described as shocking.
Another howl sounded, but it was not just a wolf howl, but a variety of beast roars. Accompanying these roars were magical beasts of different shapes and levels, which frightened Pan Sen.
The level 13 monsters, the Raging Flame Lions, were actually among them. They jumped out from the forest and charged towards the fortress without stopping. One, two... one hundred, two hundred! There was no end, overwhelming.
Like this, these monsters followed the sloping wall created by the orcs and rushed into the battlefield in groups.
Howling, the monsters, which were more animalistic than the orcs, rushed over and started biting the outermost orcs.
"Who's going to tell Mondo what's going on?!"
Mundo saw the change, ignored Aranza, knocked it away with a hammer, and roared to control the orcs to counterattack. However, there were too many monsters falling from the sky, and they seemed to run endlessly from the primeval forest of Azshara.
The small fortress was flooded in an instant.
Angry wails rang out, and limbs and equipment were torn apart by the monsters in the most primitive way, and even swallowed immediately. The orcs' temporary defense line was destroyed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Of course Aranza knew what was going on. He took advantage of the orcs' shock and charged with his spinning sword, splitting out a stream of blood. He squeezed back into the defensive circle, was seriously injured, and finally came to Silas' side.