When the orc overlord roared, the dwarves in the underground just rushed up. After roaring, they were a little confused: We had promised a sneak attack, why did the enemy come up and roar first?
But one thing about the dwarves is that they cannot lose no matter what, so the dwarves roared back with even more explosive roars.
The dwarf also took out an ancient horn from somewhere and blew it directly.
The loud trumpet sounded through the rainy night.
The dwarves rushed towards the orcs, beating the shields in their hands with their war hammers as they rushed.
The orcs welcome this kind of enemy that rushes directly at them! Especially now that they are driven into a bloodthirsty rage by the shaman. In this state, the orcs' sanity, which they have basically no semblance of, is directly disconnected.
On the king's side, looking at the orc overlord who rushed towards him with a dagger and dagger drawn, his decision was also very simple - and in line with his original vision.
He was holding the dragon-changing scepter in his hand, and he started to transform into a dragon without saying a word!
As he grew bigger and became a dragon, the orc overlord also rushed towards him with daggers and daggers.
At the same time as the transformation was completed, the orc also arrived in front of him and stabbed the dagger directly into the dragon scales!
However, the giant dragon didn't care about being pricked by the toothpick-like dagger, and simply flicked its tail, with its weighted and barbed tail, and knocked the orc overlord away - without flying!
The orc overlord - to be precise, the orc overlord, the half-orc, used the short sword as a point of force to climb onto the dragon's body. Marika also did this in the Valley Territory!
The giant dragon was not hesitant. He immediately turned sideways and tried to find a place to hit him, crushing the overlord of the orcs, the orc, against the wall!
However, the problem arises. The battlefield is now a camp built by the orcs on the plain. There is no such thing as a wall for several miles around. The nearest wall is the white wall of Minos in the distance.
After the dragon discovered this, he decisively decided to roll on the ground.
The black dragon also happens to have the habit of rolling in the swamp. It will cover itself with the mud of the swamp by rolling, which plays a role in hiding itself and increasing its defense.
As a result, the giant dragon rolled with ease and directly pressed against the dragon, the overlord of the orcs, the half-orc, who was unable to dodge.
However, the imagined touch of crushing fragile creatures did not come.
Not only that, the giant dragon also felt something strange!
The next moment, the orc roared and tried to lift the dragon's body!
Of course he couldn't do it. The dragon's self-weight had already exceeded the limit of the orc's strength. Even if he had the bloodthirsty spell, it would not help.
The curious dragon asked: "How come you weren't squashed?"
Orc: "Blood and death!"
——It seems that even the orc overlord with a human mind cannot maintain much thinking ability after being subjected to the bloodthirsty spell.
Just at this time, other orc generals under the Overlord also rushed towards the giant dragon, so the giant dragon simply used its strong legs to push itself and ran out, wiping the ground all the way.
It looks like an "iron mountain support" with unlimited movement distance.
The Overlord's armor sparked sparks on the ground!
As long as the push distance is long enough, the enemy can be directly wiped to death on the ground!
But the tent is close at hand!
The giant dragon that didn't notice the tent crashed directly into the tent, and the debris in the tent gave the orc overlord room to escape!
After the dragon burned away the fabric and tent frame covering itself with a mouthful of strong acid, the orc overlord had disappeared!
The giant dragon looked around blankly, and then discovered that some of the orc overlord's men were cheering!
He immediately jumped up and then fell backward in the air!
Since his subordinates are cheering, it is very likely that the overlord himself will climb on the dragon's back!
The impact began, and the severe pain stimulated the dragon's nerves, but it did not let it forget to shoot the rushing orc generals with strong acid dragon breath.
However, the enemy had obviously already prepared to fight the black dragon, who had the deadly weapon of acid. The blue light shining on the generals' bodies showed that they all had common protection against strong acid.
Seeing that the acid was useless, the giant dragon - that is, the king - decided to fly first. You can't do anything to me when you fly, right?
So he got up and started running in the mud caused by the heavy rain, flapping his wings as he ran.
Finally, the black dragon flew up.
At this time, he suddenly noticed the sound of raindrops hitting the armor behind him.
He turned his head and saw in surprise that the Orc was still on his back. The Orc's armor was deformed, and it looked like it would take a lot of effort to take it off, and there was blood running down the joint between the armor's breastplate and shoulder armor.
Meeting the dragon's gaze, the orc roared!
Then Xiaobai's transformed griffin appeared from the side and flew him away with one wing.
The giant dragon looked at Xiaobai: "Wait a minute! Did you just take a picture of the orcs' first co-owner in thirty years, who may be the most unprecedented half-orc overlord?"
Xiao Bai first landed on the dragon's back and then changed back to human form: "Yes! I see you have been rolling and wiping on the ground. You might as well fly up and let me sneak attack. After all, he is just a half-orc.
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Dragon: "So we killed the orc overlord? In such a childish way?"
Xiaobai: "If he dies now, it means he is nothing more than that. What are we going to do next?"
Dragon: "Then... just vomit acid and call it a day?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he found that the flying dragons were surrounding him again.
A javelin hit the dragon's scale with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and was then bounced off by the hard scale.
But more javelins are coming!
Xiao Bai immediately transformed into a much smaller bald eagle, walking between the javelins, taking the time to shoot down a few javelins that happened to pass by.
The dragon roars loudly!
Flying dragons are animals, and animals are afraid of the majesty of dragons.
Sure enough, after a dragon roar, at least a third of the bipedal dragons escaped from the rider's control and ran away from the dragon like crazy.
Seeing that the effect was good, the giant dragon roared again, but this time only scared away a few flying dragons.
The remaining two-legged flying dragon knights bravely and fearlessly continued to draw closer. The riders and harpooneers on the dragon's back stared at the dragon with fanatical expressions.
Suddenly, a bald eagle appeared behind a flying dragon, turned into a griffin and grabbed the flying dragon's body.
The sharp claws of the gryphon immediately pierced the belly of the flying dragon - the flying dragon only has very thin scales, which are enough to block arrows shot from the ground, but not against the sharp claws of the gryphon!
The captured flying dragon immediately turned its head and tried to use its long neck to give the griffin a bite.
As a result, the gryphon struck first, and its huge eagle peck stuck the wyvern's neck!
The bite force of the eagle's peck directly cut off the cervical vertebrae in the neck. The wings of the wyvern immediately lost their strength and stopped flapping. The griffon also released its sharp claws——
The two-legged flying dragon fell to the ground, and the gryphon's claws tore six holes and spurted blood (a gryphon has three fingers on one claw, two in front and one in back).
After Xiaobai killed a two-legged flying dragon, he transformed into a crow and rushed into the javelin rain. He said in the dragon's ear: "I killed a flying dragon. It took too much time! I can't kill it! What should I do?"
Dragon: "Delay for time first, don't let them attack the people on the ground! Kill as many as you can! It's best to kill until you can transform into a flying dragon!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a javelin flew accurately towards the dragon's eyes——
But the giant dragon ducked his head and dodged it!
"Kill the one who can throw it accurately!" the dragon shouted.
The crow rushed towards the two-legged flying dragon at lightning speed.
**
At the same time, the ground.
After the tribe's witch doctor treatment was over, the orc overlord Asule regained consciousness: "Damn it, I thought it was an upright duel, but in the end there was a druid who didn't respect martial ethics!"
A black-armored orc next to him asked: "What should we do? The dwarves who came up from the ground were mixed with very powerful rogues. We lost many masters who were sneak attacked during the fierce battle.
"And we can confirm that a fully equipped team of adventurers is led by a man named Rhett Butler. They have captured the big tent."
Asule frowned: "The big tent? Why are they attacking the big tent? Rhett Butler..."
While he was thinking about it, suddenly a bipedal flying dragon fell not far away and turned into a piece of meat pie. The two things that fell together were probably the rider and the harpooneer.
The black-armored orc muttered: "That coat of arms is that of the chief of the Yulong Tribe. It's over. There is no one to command the flying dragon. Maybe they will always be haunted by that black dragon."
At this time, Asule slapped his thigh: "Damn it, the target of their attack on the big tent is the private messages written by the nobles to us! But this also gives us a chance. If this elite team comes to behead us, then
But it’s totally out of the question.”
The black-armored orc grinned and showed his exaggerated fangs: "That's not necessarily true. Your iron guard is not a vegetarian."
Asule turned his head and looked at the strongest warriors he selected from each tribe: "You are different. You are the seeds of future tribal fusion. I hope that one day, there will be no more tribes fighting each other in the wasteland, and all the orcs will."
Same belonging!”
Black-armored Orc: "If you don't join us now, your dream will end before it even begins. The tribes will not recognize the defeated overlord, especially since you haven't allowed them to plunder."
Asule was silent for a few seconds and sighed: "You are right. Iron Guards! The target is the war drum! Regain control of the war drum! As long as the drum sounds, the orcs' cohesion will not break up!"
Black-armored Orc: "I doubt they understand what cohesion is. They have only learned Common Language for half a year."
Asule changed his tone: "Drum! Take the fucking drum and beat it! Let the soldiers get excited!"
**
Gotrek killed the orc in front of him with an axe, and the other orc standing in front of him roared angrily in order to be brave.
The barbarian immediately retaliates. He is obviously "smaller" than the orc (the barbarian is also a human being after all, but a larger one), but with this roar, he is clearly superior.
The orc immediately shrank his neck.
Yes, orcs are cruel, bloodthirsty, and love fighting, but orcs also have morale.
Without morale, the orcs are nothing more than a lost dog.
Gotrek's roar ended, and the dwarf raised the Holy Emblem under his crotch: "Desolate Art!"
The final morale blow destroyed the fighting will of the surrounding orcs, and they all turned around and fled.
Yes, the orcs will not surrender. They will either fight to the end or run away. Those captured orcs were only caught after being knocked unconscious.
This wave of retreating orcs only raised a horn, and then triggered a chain reaction——
Just when the orc army was about to collapse, the drums sounded.
The sound of the drum is low, like rolling thunder.
Many orcs who had run some distance away stopped and looked at the direction from which the drum sound came.
The next moment, a magical firework rose into the sky, and a new star exploded in the heavy rain.
Flint turned and shouted: "Shoot that light! It's a light!"
Nini nocked the arrow in a second, and the arrow flew out with a roar, and the new star in the sky fell in response.
But it's too late.
The orcs who had already started running began to beat the ground with their weapons, echoing the sound of drums.
In the heavy rain, there was a faint whisper.
It was the buzzing sound made by countless orcs vibrating their throats, just like the trembling sound that cats would make when facing a strong enemy.
Some of the dwarves exclaimed: "Why? The effect of the bloodthirsty spell should have passed!"
Flint shouted: "This is the most terrifying time for the orcs. When someone maintains their morale, they don't need to be bloodthirsty - they are also very bloodthirsty!"
The orcs' desire for war, killing and blood is engraved in their bones, and it just needs some external conditions to inspire it. Bloodlust is one of them, but it has a time limit.
The orc hero has no time limit.
The sound of war drums and weapons hitting the ground mixed together, sounding like the heartbeat of some kind of monster in the heavy rain.
This time it was the dwarves' turn to waver, and Flint shouted: "Keep the front! It's really over when the front collapses! If you want to go back to eat meat and drink wine, just keep the front!!"
Suddenly, a low horn sounded.
All the orcs roared at the same time as if they had received the signal!
The orcs who were retreating just now roared and rushed towards the uneven queue of dwarves!
Flint: "Hold the line!"
Gotrick: "Go!"
As he spoke, he rushed towards the orcs.
The dwarves hesitated for a moment, and then, as if they wanted to release all the accumulated fear, they roared hysterically and followed the pace of the barbarian!
Flint also followed the impact: "Caris Newman!!"
Barbarian had already engaged the enemy, and a huge ax that met Barbarian chopped off the head of an orc. The other orc screamed and wanted to take advantage of this vulnerability to attack Barbarian, but was knocked down by Barbarian's hammer.
Flint hit the orc's knee with a hammer, and then continued to greet the orc's knee.
Nini followed the two men and continued to shoot arrows. Although she was shooting at close range, her killing efficiency was even higher than that of the two melee fighters.
However, the two quivers she brought were quickly empty.
The elf pulled out the dagger without hesitation, but did not use it - she knew very well that it was not suitable to compare with the orc warriors in melee combat skills, and the dagger was only for self-defense.
She looked at the entire battlefield warily.
At this moment, she turned back sharply and looked in the direction of Minos.
Although the sound of horse hooves was muffled by the heavy rain, it could not deceive the ears of the elves.
Nini muttered: "Shouldn't the cavalry raid those uninhabited camps and kill the spiritual mages? Why are they here?"
No one answered the elf's question.
The elf made a quick decision, turned around and ran towards the entrance of the camp, recovering the arrows stuck in the orc corpse as he ran.
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