The Golden Lions have recently recruited many outstanding heroes, and with the continuous hunting, the overall quality of the legion is already not low, and there are many strong men whose individual strength has surpassed that of the orc warriors.
Excellent scouts worked together in twos and threes in the dense forest and perfectly eliminated the sentries on the outskirts of the orc gathering area.
Five thousand human elite cavalry gathered together, and the soldiers reported to Xing Jun: "Ten miles ahead is the orc camp. The enemy is huge in number. Please give me instructions on what to do next."
Xing Jun got on his horse and said from behind: "I'm going to take a look. If I can't come back in two hours, you can return to the stone castle immediately."
Ding Dong got on his horse and wanted to accompany Xing Jun, but was rejected by Xing Jun. Xing Jun refused all the escorts and went to the orc camp alone.
He rode an unusually majestic nightmare beast through the forest without hesitation, and the orc scouts discovered him as expected. Seeing that he was alone, they despised him.
Three or four orc scouts rushed towards him from the ground and trees, trying to kill him.
The Nightmare Beast, which transformed into a giant black horse, remained calm and continued to move forward without blinking an eyelid. On both sides of the road he passed, the severed limbs of three orc scouts were scattered on the ground.
The remaining orc who sensed the danger and acted on the spur of the moment instead of rushing towards Xing's army turned around and ran away.
Xing Jun did not give chase, and moved forward slowly, one man and one horse, and soon passed through the dense forest and appeared in front of the orc camp, where dozens of majestic orcs were already waiting.
The tall tauren banged his chest, roared at the surroundings to signal them not to come forward, picked up a huge two-handed ax and walked towards Xing Jun, wanting to challenge Xing Jun in a duel.
Fifty meters away, the tauren ran wildly with all his strength. The weight of more than four tons caused dust to rise on the ground with every step he took. The orcs behind him roared and cheered for him, and his blood surged. In the last ten meters,
Jumping high, the big ax struck Xing Jun's head with thunderous force.
The giant black horse was still walking slowly. Xing Jun on the horse was holding a steel gun and fired an extremely quick shot at the Minotaur's throat.
"Bang!"
A cloud of blood mist exploded behind the Minotaur, and the spear penetrated the Minotaur's body, punching a large round hole in the center of its thick neck.
Xing Jun checked his gun, and the body that lost control fell forward and fell beside Xing Jun. The black giant horse continued to move forward, strolling leisurely.
The orcs who were watching were stunned. The little leader reacted first and roared, and countless orcs rushed towards Xing Jun crazily.
Xing Jun laughed unscrupulously, clamped the horse's belly, and roared to someone unknown, which resounded throughout the world.
--"kill!!"
This was Xing Jun's happiest moment and the pinnacle of his life.
The results of his hard work for several months have finally been fully proved. He enjoys the pleasure of destroying the enemy, tearing the enemy apart, and being superior to the enemy. This is the highest and supreme pleasure in the world.
, he feasted on this feeling and even greedily absorbed this feeling... There can be a little more... "There can be a little more!!..."
——"Come and feel it!!"
He said crazily in the enemy camp: "This hearty feeling!!"
More and more orcs are falling, and no one can block his way forward.
"This surging feeling!! This hysterical impulse!! Come on!! You guys!!————Why did you run away??!"
The orcs began to retreat and began to stay away from Xing's army.
"...It's the 'Black Death'!" Finally, an orc thought of him.
"It's the 'Black Death' from Two-Legged Sheep!!"
"The Black Death is coming!!" "The Black Death is coming!!"
The beasts that were supposed to be bloodthirsty began to waver.
Xing Jun was extremely arrogant and shouted aggressively: "If you don't come over, then I will go over!!"
Xing Jun's passion is getting higher and higher. He is invincible, the "black death" feared by the enemy, and the "ultimate hope" respected by mankind. He rushes left and right among the orcs as if he is in an uninhabited land. He finally
He has reached the expected standard of being the only one in the world, and feels like he is the only one who is above the world!
This surging feeling continued to stimulate him and made him excited.
When two hours passed, Ding Dong and the others were anxious and rushed to the orc camp to look for Xing Jun. They saw that the entire orc camp was turned upside down by one person and one rider. The densely packed orcs formed a whirlpool with Xing Jun as the center. They were as dense as ants but could not help Xing Jun.
"Go down! Save the captain!!" Ding Dong yelled.
Five thousand cavalry charged and hacked into the orc camp. The orcs who were attracted too much attention by Xing Jun finally collapsed...
They were unable to judge the size of the human army. They had been ravaged by the Xing army for two hours and became timid. Under the attack of the human army, they finally collapsed with relief.
There were fewer and fewer orcs around Xing Jun, and knights in lion uniforms began to appear around him, with excitement and ferocity on their faces.
"That's good...a hunter should behave like a hunter."
The panicked shouts and screams of the orcs came from all directions and echoed around him.
"It's nice...a winning atmosphere."
As the fire burned, there were more and more riders around. They spontaneously charged and slashed with Xing Jun as the center, clearing away the orcs in their field of vision.
Nothing happened to Xing Jun anymore.
Xing Jun took a deep breath, trying to calm down the hot lung fire, but what he smelled was the smell of incompletely burned ashes in the air...
The fire was burning and crackling, and black-gray dust was swept up into the sky by the strong wind, and fell down like flying snowflakes.
Xing Jun drove his horse forward in such scenery, recalling, and chewing the fading aftertaste in his body.
Unfortunately, he said: "It's really a feeling more addictive than drinking..."
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That night, when more than 3,000 knights organized by Yang Fei and Tang Xian rushed to the hillside, all they saw was a hellish scene.
The orc camp that once gathered 40,000 to 50,000 people was burning, and the fire lit up the sky red. The ghost-like lion members were digging out the orcs who could not escape in time from various hiding places, playing with them, toying with them, and killing them.
Their arms were stuffed with real gold and silver collected by the orcs, and their bodies were covered with all kinds of rare furs.
In the early morning, the lions headed by Xing Jun walked out of here in a swaggering manner.
One hundred and fifty-three people were killed in the battle, all of whom were arrogant and careless to the extreme and were killed by the orcs who were destined to die.
Xing Jun, who was driving his horse forward, discovered Yang Fei and Tang Xian.
He raised his thumb behind his back and smiled happily.
"There are a lot of good things in there. We can't carry them anymore. Let's go."
Tang Xian and Yang Fei were indifferent and led the team away in unison.
"Tsk."
Xing Jun made a dissatisfied voice and asked Ding Dong, "What's wrong with them?"
Ding Dong also received a lot of goods and laughed loudly: "Haha! Who knows!"
Soon after, the story of the first brave man Xing Jun defeating 50,000 orcs with 5,000 knights spread throughout the southern border, and under the operation of the Besuer Chamber of Commerce, spread throughout the entire continent.
The brave man's reputation throughout the continent began to show.