The Ibirus Blood Shark was already injured in the duel with Crete. The sailors swarmed in and suppressed it immediately. However, without Alanza, it was still difficult for the sailors to keep the Ibirus Blood Shark for a while. After the killing cry, the scarred ocean beast struggled to swing its body and push back some of the sailors around it. Then it vigorously paddled its four small arms and fish tail and fell back into the sea with a "pop"
A rich blood flower immediately bloomed on the dark blue sea. This was the blood of the Ibirus Blood Shark. Although it escaped the encirclement and suppression of the sailors, its fate can be imagined. Other ocean monsters will inevitably pass through the blood. ’ found the injured Ibirus blood shark and ate it
The world of Warcraft is much simpler than the civilized world. The law of the jungle is relatively intuitive here. How to fill the stomach of the Warcraft is relatively intuitive. The fate of the Ibirus Blood Shark is therefore no longer in suspense. In comparison, the civilized world seems relatively gentle and only treats it as such. The cruelty shown when devouring another civilization far exceeds the world of Warcraft.
The process of one civilization annihilating another is often a process that does not require civilizational measurement. Even the pain and lamentation of one civilization will turn into joy and cheers in the eyes of another civilization. Microscopically, it can also escape into one country to confront another. middle
If we take a closer look at one group of people and another group of people drawing swords against each other, the result would not be the same.
"I don't need your help." Crete walked up to Aranza and inserted his blood-stained sword on the deck with an angry and unwilling tone.
"Well, did I help you?" Aranza spread her hands and looked extremely guilty.
Crete narrowed his eyes slightly and added a touch of coldness to his tone: "Without your consent, these sailors will interrupt my duel with the Ibirus Blood Shark."
"Well, you do have my consent."[
Aranza also sneered. He turned around and walked towards the hatch of the dining room and added: "But it's not me who helps you, it's your identity."
He stopped and turned around and said: "Well, if you are not a dragonborn and your teacher does not send you here, no one will care about your life or death... Even if you are, so what? Does your existence actually exist? Just because you are useless, no one is willing to destroy the balance for you."
ps: You know I have to go out again and come back to continue.
Winter of the year 128 of the Lion Calendar
At this time, the human land was covered with ice and snow. Even the raging flames of war could not drive away the chill that was coming towards them. Teams of knights marched through the snow. The bone-chilling chill caused the morale of the people and their horses to reach a low point. They shouldered the mission and headed for the reservation. The location where a bloody battle is about to begin has been foreshadowed, but the knights still drag their tired bodies forward, even if the road ahead is destined to be death.
The snow will freeze their bodies until the surviving comrades use torches to drive away the snow, and then the flames will spread and engulf them.
The war reached its peak this year, and no one even had time to take time off from the sword-to-sword confrontation to mourn the dead.
However, the cold winter stopped in the southernmost part of the human land, and further south is the land of the orcs. The scorching sun in the west is still baking the soil full of the scent of beasts, making those who walk on it sweat profusely. Therefore, in the orcs' land, In the calendar, it is the Hearthfire Month of the 319th year of the Orc Calendar.
Although the ways of calculating time are different and the solar terms seem to prove the difference in calculations, even if the human race's cold winter does not cover the orcs' land war, it has quietly affected the situation of the orcs. The warring humans finally have time to take care of the orcs' land. Due to the disputes, some small and large families were the first to withdraw from the orc alliance and rushed back to the human land to support the battle at the family headquarters. Later, some big families also gradually withdrew from the orc land. First, the Anan family and other powerful families, and then even the powerful families. The Lane family all withdrew their troops from the orcs, leaving no one or one horse behind.
The Orc Alliance, which has lost support, is like a girl who has been stripped of her clothes. Even the most secret places cannot be covered up and down. It is destined to be reduced to a thing on the crotch. So at the two ends of the scale, the war between the Hammer Tribe and the Orc Alliance finally emerged. tilt
The beast god seemed to be smiling at the golden tauren Mundo, the leader of the Hammer Tribe, even though the green-skinned orc was definitely more ferocious when he smiled than when he didn't smile.
After dozens of large and small annihilation battles and countless lives lost, the Orc Alliance was finally "forced" into the final position by the Hammer Tribe. It was also the holy land of the Orc Tribe and the Roaring Valley stronghold was defended. However, the outcome could not be saved. The Hammer Horde has leveled the Orc lands with this final blow.
On the hill not far from the Roaring Valley, the majestic body of the golden tauren Mondo stood quietly like an iron tower. The hot wind mixed with the breath of blood blew its golden hair and at the same time stirred the rough and sharp knife in its hand. The giant warhammer was missing a capable assistant around Mondo at this moment. The blue-skinned troll priest was a woman in fiery red armor who was supporting the Orc Alliance in a war. Ending the life of the troll priest[
The blood-colored dress of the female knight ignited Mundo's anger. Mundo knew the origin and name of that woman, the female general of the Lane family, Troxi Lane.
After the orcs are unified, Tumundo thinks that they will take a temporary rest for a while. When the orcs are united, they will be absolutely unstoppable and let the beasts' hooves trample the human land. He will spread the blood of that woman on the trolls. At the place where the priest died in battle, a door was opened for the troll sacrifice to lie in the arms of the beast god.
Mondo's gaze suddenly fell to the bottom of the hill
Ordinary green-skinned orcs have already set up the trebuchets and ballistas they grabbed. The warriors are already ready. The green-skinned orcs holding giant spiked shields are standing at the front of the team. Behind them are densely packed infantry teams. Weapons range from axes, hammers, maces, and even wooden sticks with just a few spikes. Most of these warriors have returned from the barren orc land. Even if Mondo wants to arm them, he can only have the strength to do so.
The wolf cavalry on both sides of the infantry team are obviously much more uniform. The wolf nature in the wolf cavalry gives them the characteristics of group fighting. On the battlefield, this characteristic will make the wolf cavalry as powerful as a single unit. Stab the spear fiercely into the enemy's belly, and at the end of the entire team, some powerful but extremely rare soldiers are randomly distributed, such as the two-headed ogre lord, the huge Cyclops, and even the bull's head with a translucent body. Human Soul Shepherd Mundo will not force them to stand in any position because wherever they appear, it will be a disaster for the enemy.
At this moment, no matter whether the weakest green-skinned infantry warrior or the most powerful tauren soul herder, the only sound they made was the thick breathing sound unique to the orcs. The sounds merged into a strange rhythm and roared excitedly above their heads.
Opposite Mondo is the army of the Orc Alliance
The only unification war in the history of the orcs is about to come to an end after this war.
"Boom"
"Boom"
"Boom"
The giant kodo beast has a troll drummer beating the war drum on its back.
At the same time, Mondo stepped on the earth and his strong body was like a shaking peak. He raised his head and looked at the blue sky and let out a deafening roar.
"roar"
This is the burning sound of the charging horn, which makes the beast's blood boil in an instant.
The wolf cavalry on both sides of the battle formation took the lead and rushed out. Thousands of vigorous figures formed a huge dragon head. It opened its bloody mouth and screamed, roared and bit hard at the enemy formation.
The enemy's equipment was obviously much better after receiving charity from the human race, but so what? Hundreds of enemy orcs carrying giant shields and spears rushed forward to form the first line of defense, but they were killed by the wolf cavalry at a ratio of nearly one to one. Trampled on in the most bloody and heroic way
Then the wolf cavalry spread out on both sides to encircle the enemy, pocketing the enemy into a bag, and the mouth of the bag opened. Thousands of infantry teams also inserted themselves into the enemy, violently colliding with the same kind. This is the war of the orcs without magic. Without the glory of the priest, there is only the collision of flesh and flesh, the intertwining of blood and blood.
Immediately after Mundo's two-headed cannibal lord and Cyclops entered the battlefield, the ground trembled at their footsteps. The two monsters, whose strength was second only to the strong men of the Sanctuary, immediately dug two large holes in the enemy's formation and charged towards the enemy's formation with blood and flesh splattering. The depths are quite close
Their goal is to penetrate the stone fortress entrenched at the entrance to the Roaring Valley.
However, even if victory is guaranteed on a bloody battlefield, it means the counterattack that the enemy fears before dying.
Those stubborn Khajiit finally appeared in the enemy camp. They let out an angry roar and used their claws and bloody mouths to wrap around the two-headed ogre lord and the Cyclops. Fortunately, the two-headed ogre lord was caught by this. The tigers were completely unable to move in. They "suicidally" threw themselves at the feet of the Cyclops in units of hundreds. Perhaps their small lives could not even leave a wound on the Cyclops before they were trampled into pulp. But after a moment, the Cyclops's feet Still covered with dense wounds
"roar"
The Cyclops let out a mournful cry and finally fell to its knees suddenly. Then the enemies on both sides swarmed around its body like ants eating flesh and submerged it in a blink of an eye.
The significance of the sacrifice is that the two-headed ogre can stand in front of the gate of the Stone Fortress
At this time, the guys from the Orc Alliance had already changed their tactics. The gate, which was composed of two boulders, was tightly closed. No more orcs were pouring out from it. Perhaps in the eyes of the tribal leaders of the Orc Alliance, the strength of the two-headed ogre was simply not enough to break through that passage. The gate was reinforced with layers, but the stone fortress also gave up on the soldiers who were still fighting on the battlefield. However, the abandoned warriors did not feel sad but roared towards the two-headed ogre in front of the gate.
"roar"
The two-headed ogre flicked his arm to throw away the swarming enemies, then threw back his head and let out a long and majestic sound. After the cyclops' wail, it resounded throughout the battlefield and finally ignited the blood of the Hammer tribe.
It suddenly stretched out its arms and hugged the gate of the Stone Fortress regardless of the intensive attacks around it.