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Chapter 145 Siege

As a hero under Smollett, Levi Blackheart has gone through countless battles and has rich experience.

As a shield hero, Levi leads the orc soldiers to charge.

Soon, he realized that the enemy's long-range suppression power was weakening, and this was an opportunity.

"Charge! Charge me!" Levi roared at the top of his voice, taking the lead in charging at the front.

The orc warriors who had been suppressed were also hungry and thirsty, so they charged behind the hero.

Levi watched the human lines getting closer and closer, and he could almost imagine the trembling hands of the humans behind the shields.

The powerful orc army had already defeated these fragile humans with just one charge!

At that time, it will be the time for the orcs to slaughter!

Levi held the battle ax tightly, his eyes sweeping over the humans like a murderous wolf.

The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer, and the other side is overwhelmed by the attack of the flying dragon.

Although the opponent quickly eliminated the threat of the flying dragons, these humans are about to face the unstoppable front of the orc warriors!

But there was an explosion in Levi's ears, and he saw the sky in front of him change color instantly.

The crimson clouds illuminated the dark night, and the dense flaming arrows shot out like raindrops.

Levi's eyes widened, and dozens of huge burning flints were reflected in his red pupils, which were falling towards the orc army.

A stone quickly enlarged.

Levi realized that he could no longer avoid the boulder, and quickly slammed the huge tower shield to the ground.

With a dull sound, a dark yellow light appeared on his body, and his steps were steady, seeming to be integrated with the land under his feet.

"boom--"

The flint fell instantly, and with the violent collision, Levi almost felt his arms lose consciousness, and the light on his body was instantly shattered like a mirror.

Levi spat out a mouthful of blood and couldn't help but take a step back.

However, he still blocked the blow after all.

He turned his head and looked around. The burning boulders were wreaking havoc on the orc army with their falling force.

The huge boulder, which no one could stop, quickly left more than ten traces of flesh and blood on the mountain road.

The formation of the orc warriors instantly became fragmented and chaotic.

And Levi discovered to his horror that this was not the end.

On the hillside, humans piled logs on the slope without knowing when. The logs were ignited by the surrounding fire and rolled directly downwards without any human action.

The burning log used the force of its fall to slam into the orcs' formation.

Those orc warriors had no place to dodge, and some orc warriors were hit so hard that their bones were broken, and they even fell directly off the cliff.

In an instant, a large number of orc warriors fell.

Levi was horrified to find that within a hundred meters, he was the only one left standing.

The orc warriors at the rear who survived by chance looked at the battlefield in horror and began to hesitate.

.......

Howell watched helplessly as the soldiers around him fell, his eyes red.

The bipedal flying dragon king quickly woke up from his dizziness, and bit the head of an archer next to him with his big mouth, tearing and biting the head off.

Howell held a two-meter-long lance and kept slashing at it. The archers around him were hit, and they would be seriously injured even if they were not killed!

A handful of blood splashed onto Howell's face. He stuck out his greedy tongue and licked the blood from his lips.

He raised his head and stared at the figure on the cliff in the distance with his red eyes.

That is these human lords. As long as you kill them, these soldiers will retreat!

Howell pulled the spear out of the weak archer's chest and urged the bipedal flying dragon king under his crotch.

The bipedal flying dragon king raised his head, let out a sharp roar, flapped his wings, swept away the surrounding soldiers, and flew up.

Its cruel eyes were fixed on the young figure standing on the rock behind the army.

The huge body of the bipedal flying dragon king is extremely flexible in the air. With its wings folded, it draws an arc and dodges a large number of incoming arrows.

Howell held the spear tightly with both hands, and he also saw the figure.

That lord was undoubtedly the leader of this group of humans.

Just killing him would be a huge blow to these humans.

The blood-colored cloak fluttered and crackled from behind his shoulders.

On the ground, the panicked eyes of humans receded from his feet like a tide, Howell's eyes had already locked onto his prey!

But he saw the figure of a human woman standing in front of him, holding a broad black sword in her hand.

He saw the human woman take a step forward and suddenly disappear.

The next moment, a sharp murderous intention struck from behind.

Howell subconsciously turned his body to one side, and a burning pain rose from his right shoulder.

Hua Mulan suddenly stepped on the flying dragon from the air, and struck Howell's right shoulder with her sword. Flames spurted out from the blade, burning everything in front of her.

Howell's hair was quickly ignited under the flames, and the high temperature burned his armor.

His blood was quickly evaporated by the high temperature before it could even flow out of the wound.

What's worse is that the Flying Dragon King is not big, and it is already stretched to carry an orc like Howell. Mulan suddenly attacks from a high altitude, destroying the balance of the Flying Dragon King.

The flames also ignited the skin of the two-legged flying dragon king, causing it to wail in pain and struggle uncontrollably.

Howell could only control the Flying Dragon King while launching a counterattack against Hua Mulan.

Hua Mulan threw out a whirling flower, and immediately struck it down with a flaming slash.

But her target was not Howell, but the wings of the Bipedal Flying Dragon King beneath her.

With the sound of flesh and blood being torn apart, the left wing of the Flying Dragon King was almost severed by the sword.

The bipedal flying dragon king let out a painful cry, and the balance that he could barely maintain could no longer be maintained, and he almost fell straight down.

Hua Mulan saw the right moment, put her foot on the Flying Dragon King, jumped out, and rolled on the ground to release her strength.

But Howell was not so lucky. He fell heavily to the ground together with the Flying Dragon King. Even with an orc's body, he was badly beaten.

Before he could get up, several spears were already stabbed into his body.

The spear pierced through the flesh and blood splattered.

But it also aroused Howell's ferocity. He roared, grabbed the spear, and twisted it suddenly, throwing all the soldiers away.

Howell suddenly jumped up and rushed towards Lu Yuan ten meters away.

Feilin stretched out her hand, and the gem in her hand emitted yellow light.

The soil on the ground broke open, and several stone thorns suddenly stabbed out.

Howell ran directly into it, and the thick stone thorn was directly knocked down by him.

Howell shouted, grabbed the battle ax at his waist, and continued to charge.

The personal guards composed of more than a dozen fearless warriors stood in front of Lu Yuan with their shields, and spears thrust out from the gaps in the shields to form a steel defense line.

Howell didn't seem to see it. He jumped suddenly and his body fell heavily from the air.

He collided directly with the spear in front of him, and the two spears directly pierced his body, but he also used his strength to break open the steel defense line. The fearless warrior in front staggered and fell under the huge force.

Howell shouted and rushed towards Lu Yuan.

At this time, the distance between the two sides is only three meters!

Howell kicked the human soldier in front of him and slashed it with his battle ax. The fearless warrior's blood spattered on the spot.

Two fearless warriors next to him held shields and rushed towards him, trying to block his progress.

Howell struck down the ax with all his strength, with a terrifying roar and red light, and the steel shield in front of him was dented and deformed.

He knocked over the soldiers in front of him and sprinted forward like a chariot.

But a red one suddenly struck at him.

Howell had no time to defend himself, and his left arm was almost severed with a machete.

He raised his battle ax and slashed hard at the burly hero in front of him. A hero holding two swords suddenly rushed out.

The three weapons collided hard together, causing the opponent to take two steps back.

But a red cold light flashed through, and Howell's body gave a heavy pause, then he lowered his head and stared at his chest.

The big knife pierced his chest hard, and red blood flowed from the wound, taking away his vitality.

Howell raised the tomahawk and tried to throw it.

But the hero with two swords rushed forward and pierced his neck with two knives.

Howell's fierce eyes gradually dimmed, and his huge body fell backward.


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