Whether it was the snow that covered their scent, or the cold air that disabled the wolf's nose, Zeba had no way of knowing, but he already knew that the enemy's pace was much faster than he expected, and there was absolutely no trace of anything in this village.
Strategic significance. This place was also occupied, proving that the enemy may have captured the entire Western Territory.
But now was not the time to worry about such things. Zeba looked around at the evil spirits that kept emerging from under the snow. How many of them were there? Fifty? Sixty? Or more.
In any case, their number is several times that of Zeba's and others, and they are constantly increasing. Under the blizzard, it is difficult to tell how many there are.
"Come out! Don't scatter! Rush out!"
Zeba roared, and the wolf under his crotch also roared. The wolves gathered together and rushed towards the only exit. However, the evil spirits seemed to sense their intentions and rushed over immediately. They had the same appearance as before.
The strong and swift orcs stepped on the snow waves and swarmed towards several people at extremely fast speeds.
They immediately showed their swords, but there were too many enemies and they came overwhelmingly. There was no room to use them. In an instant, Zeba was thrown to the ground and could not escape. The evil spirits bit him. Fortunately, he was wearing tough fur.
, and did not suffer much damage.
But this was not an option. His white wolf suddenly knocked away the evil spirits pressing on him and bit one of them on the head. Zeba was able to escape. He got up from the ground and found that his men were all fighting hard.
, they are like sinking into a muddy swamp, they have the strength to make
If they don't come out, the enemy is not afraid of pain or death, and they will not fall down with a single blow. Fortunately, they have no weapons in their hands except teeth and claws. They may not even know how to use weapons. Facing the fully armed orc warriors, these evil monsters will
The spirit won't be able to hurt them for a while.
In this situation where we were outnumbered and the enemy was outnumbered, Zeba knew that if this continued, the entire army would be annihilated sooner or later.
He immediately took out a bottle of blue potion from his waist and opened it quickly.
In an instant, a large amount of blue smoke suddenly appeared from the narrow mouth of the bottle and spread in all directions. In the smoke, the movements of the evil spirits gradually slowed down, and then they slowly fell down as if they were asleep.
On the ground.
"Success!"
Zeba said in surprise that under the rule of the Demon King, he established a magic organization to study this evil spirit. Although that organization was disbanded with the disintegration of the Wusen Empire, their research results are still in Ufa University.
Forests. In the past, everyone thought this was useless research, but now they are as precious as treasures.
The evil spirits gradually became unable to move. Zeba took the potion and several of his men regrouped and gathered together. Some of them were injured and bleeding, but they were not seriously injured.
"Walk!"
However, just as they were about to escape from this place, a flash of fire suddenly appeared on the mountain. The appearance of the fire was so sudden that Zeba was stunned for a moment.
"What's going on?"
"That's a code! It's one of our own!"
One of his men answered, and Zeba wanted to curse. Of course he knew this was a code. What he wanted to ask was, are there any living people here?
"What should I do, sir?"
"Let them come out."
With that said, Zeba took the snow-stained lamp from his hand. Fortunately, the fire inside was not extinguished. He shook it a few times and prayed that the magic would last long enough. He glanced at the medicine bottle in his hand.
, the liquid inside seemed to be almost gone, which made people anxious.
A few seconds after he finished signaling, there was a sudden roar from the mountain, and then a large amount of fire came out of a hole.
It's an army, there's an army here!
They walked down the nearly vertical cliff in disbelief. Soon, Zeba saw their figures clearly. They were people from the mountaintop clan. Aren't they from the north? How could they appear in the West?
The leader was a bearded man. In such a cold weather, half of his body was exposed and half was surrounded by animal skins. He held a torch in one hand and an ax with numerous chipped edges in the other.
Judging from the cracks in his teeth, this orc was at least sixty years old, but his body was still strong. He had some white hair and tied it into a whip.
Suddenly, he suddenly raised his hand and cut off the evil spirit standing in front of him with an axe. This frightened Zeba and realized that there were hundreds of them, which was about the same number as the evil spirit.
"kill!"
He shouted loudly, and then the soldiers behind him filed out, killing all the immobile evil spirits. The orc leader came to Zeba and stared down at him.
Zeba was a bit shorter than him. Zeba had heard about the tall and powerful orcs from the northern clan, but he rarely had contact with them.
"Why are you here?"
The other person asked, and the rough voice made him feel scared.
"For the tribe."
Zeba replied that he didn't know whether this answer would make the other party happy, and he couldn't get the answer from his face.
"Hmph! For the sake of the tribe, you abandoned the tribe again, the traitor Zeba! You are a traitor over and over again! You left when the tribe needed you most, why did you come back at this time!"
He knew me. Zeba was a little flustered and kept searching for information about the other person in his memory. But he was sure that he had never seen such a person, but the answer was soon revealed.
"I didn't expect to see you here, Lord Baron. This really surprises me."
"You haven't answered my question yet."
He did not deny it. Zeba knew that he had guessed correctly. This tall old man was Baron, the leader of the Northern Frost Clan. He was once a subordinate of the Orc King Will Emperor Armor, but he rarely left the North. Zeba also
Haven't seen him.
"I have answered your question, I am here for the tribe."
"Bah! You helped the devil kill the orc king, pushed a hairy brat up, and escaped by yourself. You bastard, what on earth do you want to do? Look at it now, that brat named Blue has no ability to rule the tribe.
, we were defeated by these dead things. Why I am here is all thanks to your efforts!"
he said angrily.
The North also fell... Is there any worse news than this?
Zeba looked sad and didn't know how to respond.
He lowered his head in silence, speechless, because what the other person said was the truth.
"Look up. I don't want the person who saved us to be a dejected coward. But you dare to bring so few people here. I admire your courage. Seven days ago, there were tens of thousands of dead people here."
Hearing this, Zeba raised his head.
The army of evil spirits has been here.
"We were originally troops sent by Bru to seek support from the Wusen Empire, but he actually believed that the Wusen Empire would open the door to support us."
"What's wrong with him Blue?"
Zeba asked.
"He was injured in the north, and now he has retreated to the south. All our troops have evacuated. The number of enemies is much greater than ours. There are not only orcs, but also all kinds of messy races. What's more terrible is that the demon king Ming Tian is back.