"Buzz...wu..." A low, distinctive horn sound echoed in the sky, and heavy footsteps echoed in the wilderness.
An army with tattered armor has been deployed, and blood-red flags are flying everywhere on the position for several kilometers.
The flags were tattered and full of holes, and the flagpoles supporting these flags were not straight. However, these battle flags fluttered in the wind, making the air seem to be filled with the smell of blood.
The thick armor was bound by heavy iron chains, and the sound of collision accompanied by footsteps, mixed with the heart-stirring sound of war drums, was a feeling that was called majestic.
"Famalus... let the bear troops come forward! I see the devil's beacon!" Riding on a majestic lion, wearing black armor, a strong man with a green face and fangs was carrying a machete full of gaps.
, pointing at the streaks of black smoke ahead, and ordered in a rough voice.
After hearing his order, the man named Famarus, who had been following him on a lion, nodded slightly, then raised the giant ax in his hand: "The bear troops come forward! Prepare to attack!"
Following his order, giant warriors more than 3 meters tall walked out of the queue one by one. They were wearing heavy armor, their strong muscles were exposed in the air, and the hair on them was as strong as a human toothbrush.
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Opposite this terrifying-looking army, the demon troops were also gathering nervously. The demon soldiers, who had almost as few weapons as their opponents and were in the same tatters, were crowded together, with long spears set up.
"Orc troops! Damn it! Let the troops shrink their defenses! Immediately! Immediately!" The leader of the demon commander held a long sword and ordered nervously while listening to the melodious and dull sound of the horn in the distance.
"Organize a defense line! Be careful of dragon troops! Send someone to contact Lord Salumus! Ask him to come for reinforcements immediately! Hurry!" After he gave the order, he began to urge the demon soldiers in front of him: "Get ready to fight! Get ready to fight.
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In the panic, the demon troops also formed neat square formations one after another, and the demon flags fluttered in the wind. Horns sounded one after another, and some huge demon war machines were also launched.
The huge "tank" imitating the dwarves slowly advanced little by little, and the magic cannon on it was already aimed at the direction of the enemy's attack.
One after another, huge catapults were also pulled out. The tall demon soldiers piled pieces of temporarily found rocks on the catapult poles, pressing the thick levers to sink little by little.
"Archers, prepare! Archers, prepare to fight!" The demon officer in the back row pressed the sword on his waist and loudly ordered the rows of demon archers standing in front of him to get ready.
These archers planted their bows and arrows on the ground in front of them, then held their long bows and waited for the order to fire.
Even standing in the position of these archers, one can clearly hear the deep sound of horns in the distance and the breathless beating of war drums.
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"For the great Dragon God! Attack!" On the orc phalanx, the orc commander riding the tallest lion pointed forward slightly like a carrot and gave the order to attack with his majestic voice.
A few seconds later, the low horn sound suddenly rose upwards and suddenly became louder.
Then, behind the orc leader and in front of a huge war drum with a diameter of more than five meters, two bear warriors who were not wearing any armor and only had a piece of rag covering their crotches were waving their arms vigorously and using a pair of unknown weapons.
The animal's tibia quickly struck the round drum head.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" With this rapid knocking sound, the soldiers of the orc army began to squirm forward. The long gun, which was not much thinner than the barrel of Elanthir's 75 mm caliber artillery, began to sway with the pace.
Get up, guard the bloody battle flag in the middle, and move forward unhurriedly.
"Boom!" A huge explosion of magic cannon appeared in an orc phalanx. Dozens of orcs fell under the gunfire, red blood splashed everywhere, and the remaining orc warriors became even more restless.
They shouted loudly, filled the empty space left by their companions, then raised the tattered weapons in their hands and continued to move forward.
"Bows and arrows!" The strongest orc commander in the phalanx loudly reminded his soldiers with bulging biceps and a mouth full of fangs.
Then, countless thick shields like security doors were raised, covering the entire orc phalanx like a fish scale.
Then, the demon's bows and arrows hit these shields, making a crackling sound like rain hitting the eaves.
From time to time, orcs fell down after being hit by arrows, and the orcs from behind came to fill in. As time went by, the orc phalanx at the front was approaching the demon army's phalanx.
"Kill!" The bear warrior standing in the front row, holding two huge maces in his hands, shouted, swung the two tree trunk-like weapons in his hands, and swept in the demon soldiers full of spears.
In the square formation formed.
The huge mace pushed aside the slender spears and knocked down several demon soldiers in the first row.
Before the other demon soldiers could stab the burly bear warrior with their spears, the other bear warriors flattened the huge steel spears more than five meters in their hands and stabbed the demon soldier on the opposite side like they were piercing a candied haws.
Stab one through the other.
Just like a pile of waste paper being stuffed into a paper shredder, the demon's defense line was torn to pieces by these powerful bear warriors in an instant. In just a moment, the demon's thousand-man phalanx, which was the first to enter the battle,
It completely disappeared.
Of course, the demon troops were not so fragile. Soon the more elite giant troops stood in front of the bear troops. Both sides were of similar size and had thick armors, so the battle began to develop into a stalemate.
Just like a rugby match, both sides used shields against each other and then pushed forward vigorously. The soldiers behind attacked each other with spears, and blood spattered everywhere.
This is purely a competition of strength, purely the most brutal killing. From time to time, demon generals fly over the battlefield waving their flesh wings, and then use fireballs to attack the orc troops still behind.
"Roar!" The earth-shattering roar instantly cheered up all the orc soldiers. The demon troops opposite them began to retreat in panic.
Immediately afterwards, a figure that covered the sky and sun appeared above the battlefield. It was a giant dragon that flew like a mountain.
With wings that are at least a hundred meters long, when this giant dragon passes over the battlefield, its shadow can cover an area of land like a dark cloud.
And its roar actually contains vague magic, which can boost one's own morale and intimidate all enemies.
Ignoring the attacks of fireballs and arrow stones flying towards it, this huge dragon swept past the demonic position and aimed its dragon head at the demonic war machines that had been attacking the orcs.
The next second, the giant dragon opened its bloody mouth, and between its fangs, a magic circle appeared out of thin air.
Then, a powerful burst of energy began to spurt out from the magic array, like a laser, heading straight towards the demonic formation on the ground.
The demon troops collided by this energy beam immediately evaporated, and the surrounding demons also screamed and fell into pieces.
As the giant dragon flew, the beam of light formed a scorched black trajectory on the ground. The demons around the trajectory were defeated, and the entire defense line collapsed in this attack.
The beam of light swept across those huge war machines, and the thick steel was shattered in the attack. The demons inside were roasted into charcoal, and the magic energy inside was detonated, turning into balls of gorgeous fireworks.
What seemed like a fairly even battle turned into a one-sided massacre due to the addition of this giant dragon.
The Ursine troops on the ground tore through the defense line of the weak Demon troops, and immediately turned the stalemate into a chase.
The orc soldiers who joined the attack queue were killing them without hesitation, and the defeated demon army was unable to even resist.
Whenever demonic troops want to gather together, the seemingly invincible dragon hovering in the sky will swoop down and easily incinerate the demonic troops that have gathered.
As for those scattered demon troops, they can only be described as insignificant in the face of the attacks of the orcs. Wherever the orc troops pass by, the demon troops will be cleaned up immediately.
On the ground, behind the orc phalanx, on a raised hillside, there were several sturdy men about 1.85 meters tall, wearing golden armor, shining with a sacred halo in the sun.
These men looked just like ordinary humans, but exuded a powerful aura. They held beautifully carved helmets and pressed long swords studded with gems around their waists. They looked down at the fire and explosions everywhere.
battlefield.
"That shrunken turtle of Salumius always sends these cannon fodder to consume us. He is obviously trying to buy time for the demons on the other side... You have all seen the letter sent by the elves. There is a magic man.
I have lost control of my eyes." The man standing in the middle, who was obviously taller than the others, said slowly.
"If the elves are defeated, then the humans are almost defeated as well." Another man with a golden helmet next to him said with some disdain: "They are just some guys who are holding us back."
"This time is different." The leading man released his hand on the hilt of the long sword, took out a piece of letter paper from the leather bag on his waist, and handed it to the other party: "Message from the Queen of Elf,
A human empire called Ailandhir actually suppressed two magic eyes at the same time!"
"What? Are you kidding?" The slightly shorter man took the letter and looked down: "Is the Elf Queen crazy?"
