"Roar-"
A loud roar came from the sky. It was the orc's two-legged giant dragon knight. At this time, he had already reached the sky above the valley. The terrifying breath stopped both sides who were still fighting fiercely in the valley.
"Orcs... yes orcs..."
"The orcs are coming..."
"Run..."
The appearance of the orcs caused panic among the undead, and they fled in all directions, screaming, as if the end was coming.
The biped dragon is more than one hundred meters long, and its body is about the same size as an ordinary dragon. However, it is different from the giant dragon in that its long wings are connected with the claws on its arms. The orc cast a huge black shadow in the air, and the sound of roaring resounded through every corner of the valley.
Looking at the two-legged dragon flaunting its power in the sky, Ron smiled coldly and grabbed it with his right hand. The powerful soul power quickly condensed and soon turned into a white bone spear.
"Death Spear!"
With a cold snort, Ron threw the spear of death at the biped dragon in the sky, and the spear of death rose into the sky like an arrow...
"Boom..."
The two-legged dragon in the sky let out a scream, and then fell like a kite with a broken string.
"Lord Osama, look!"
Shaq pointed at the falling biped dragon in the sky and roared loudly and angrily, "They killed our biped dragon knight!"
The muscles on Osama's face twitched violently a few times. His face was full of anger. The biped dragon knight is not easy to train. It is an extremely excellent and rare unit. He only brought two , used for reconnaissance, and broke one end at the very beginning, how can he not be angry
However, apart from being angry, Osama was also a little surprised. When did the undead have such courage? He slaughtered his two-footed dragon without a sound. It stands to reason that these undead should tremble in front of the powerful two-footed dragon.
"The whole army speeds up, I'm going to screw off all the heads of these undead before dark!" Osama's face was sinking, and words seemed to pop out of his teeth.
"Roar—" There was an earth-shattering roar from the crowd of beasts. They held up their weapons and kept beating their chests...
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"How about it?"
Ron turned around and said to Kronia.
"Gulu..." a sound.
Kronia seemed to hear the sound of swallowing her saliva. In an instant, a two-legged dragon in the domain of the gods was instantly killed. This surprised her too much. What shocked her even more was that Ron did not hesitate, The ruthless momentum of killing.
"I... I agree!"
Kronia took a deep breath and gave Ron a meaningful look, "But you have to let my people go first..."
The orc army marched in mightily, and soon came to the bottom of the valley of the Sunset Mountains. From a long distance, one could see the orc flag flying in the wind below the valley. It was a huge wolf's head.
Orc Frostwolf Legion!
Ron's eyes gradually froze, even if he was close at hand, he could still feel the strong killing intent in his heart.
The main plane of the undead belongs to the undead, and when these rampant orc boots stepped on the land of the undead, what Ron felt was shame, a deep shame.
Ron looked carefully at the orcs in the valley, and found that these orcs were very different from the orcs in Noah's continent. They were taller, stronger and stronger than the orcs in Noah's continent. To be precise, they were more powerful. Closer to "beast", not "human".
But some things are the same. These orcs are tough, rude, greedy, cunning, and cruel, just like wild wolves on the grassland, full of aggressiveness.
Five thousand orcs lined up in the valley, and the momentum created far surpassed the 20,000 undead. This is a well-equipped main battle army, including infantry, cavalry, catapults, biped dragons, and even tauren warriors. , these powerful orc units appeared in the Sunset Mountains, causing great panic to the undead. Although they are small in number, they can display the strongest combat effectiveness.
From a closer distance, Ron could even see the contempt on the faces of these orcs. In the eyes of these orcs, these weak undead were not worth mentioning at all, and some even thought that Osama was making a big fuss.
On the other hand, looking back at the undead, when Ron's eyes fell on Kronia and Hynd, what he saw was fear, deep fear, including the white brothers and sisters, who were also pale, and Ron could even feel their pain. Legs trembled slightly.
"Are you scared?" Ron asked, taking a deep breath.
"No... we... are not afraid... Lord Lich King!"
The White brothers and sisters said in trembling voices that when Ron took out the legendary Scepter of Scourge, they had already confirmed Ron's identity and strengthened their determination to follow.
Kronia and Heind were also smiling, but their smiles were a little unnatural. If it weren't for Ron's powerful strength, they would have turned around and left. No one knows the horror of orcs better than Kronia .
Only 200 orcs can chase down nearly 10,000 undead, and 5,000 elite orcs are enough to sweep the entire Hokkan District. The Sunset Mountains are not far from the Forgotten City, and the Shadow Thieves and Frostwolf Legion also occasionally Conflict, but Kronia always loses more than wins.
Kronia took a deep breath, "Your Excellency the Lich King, do we really want to fight?"
"What do you think?" Ron stared at her with fixed eyes, as long as she said "no", he would kill her immediately.
Seeming to feel Ron's killing intent, Kronia shuddered, and immediately lowered her head, "Dear Lich King, I am not questioning your order, it's just that the orcs are powerful, we should retreat to the valley, use the terrain and the ghost tower Kill them."
"Do not!"
Ron shook his head and rejected Kronia's suggestion. After pondering for a moment, he made a decision that was beyond everyone's expectations.
"Char!" Ron turned his head and said to Char, "You lead five thousand undead into battle and teach them a lesson!"
"Five thousand?"
When Kronya heard it, she couldn't believe her ears. What would happen to five thousand orcs with five thousand undead? You can figure it out with your toes. Relying on favorable terrains such as valleys and ghost towers to fight against orcs may not be possible. After winning, this guy actually let Xia lead 5,000 undead to face the orcs head-on
Crazy, he must be crazy... Kronya thought sadly.
"Yes!"
Compared to Kronia, Shaar didn't have much fear of orcs. On the plane of Noah's continent, orcs couldn't resist the Scourge Church at all. On the contrary, she only felt that five thousand undead were a bit too much .
Shaar didn't talk nonsense. She led five thousand undead to the valley. Among the five thousand undead, there were more than a thousand people from Deathknell Town, and more than four thousand undead came from the Shadow Thieves.
"Oh my god... so many orcs!"
"Are we really going to fight these orcs?"
"Impossible to win!"
Seeing the five thousand orcs standing in front of them in unison, the undead seemed to feel that even their feet did not belong to them, and fear appeared on everyone's faces.
Xia Ya was riding the Nightmare Beast, and the traces of the previous battle still remained on her body. Facing the more than 5,000 orcs lined up, her face was as indifferent as ever.
Perhaps feeling Shaar's calmness, the more than 5,000 turbulent undead calmed down.
Ron also stared at the situation down the mountain with bated breath. Right now it was a fair battle, five thousand undead vs. five thousand orcs. He made this decision not based on a stupid idea, but because he wanted to see clearly the true fighting power of the undead. .
"They actually came out!"
"Damn it... you actually have the guts to come out!"
"Damn undead!"
The orc army, which was about to attack the valley, suddenly saw the undead surging out of the valley, and shouted angrily.
"interesting!"
Osama was stunned for a moment, and then smiled sullenly. Since the Scourge had declined from its peak in 100,000 years, the undead have never had a record of confronting orcs head-on, no matter how many of them there are.
What made them find the courage they had lost? This is a question worth pondering.
But Osama didn't think deeply about this issue. He didn't pay attention to these undead at all. He smiled coldly, waved his hand violently, and made a gesture.
"kill!"