"Roar-"
In an instant, five thousand orcs roared earth-shatteringly, and immediately after, countless Frostwolf knights ran up from the ranks, totaling more than eight hundred riders.
"Long... Long... Long..."
More than 800 orc wolf knights running on the grassland are more imposing than thousands of troops. Even the undead far below the valley can feel the violent vibration from the ground.
Ron only used 5,000 undead, and Osama was even worse. He only used 800 wolf cavalry. He didn't pay attention to the undead in front of him at all.
At this time, the undead also began to prepare, they chanted in a low voice, and the mysterious and strange breath echoed in the valley.
Not long after, thousands of undead creatures got up from the ground, skeletons, ghouls, black knights, skeleton mages, terrifying knights, abyss bone dragons and other undead stood on the ground, roaring and wailing.
"kill!"
Xia Ya rode on the back of the nightmare beast, pointing forward with the long sword in his hand, and the undead finally mustered up their courage and launched a charge.
Under the valley of the Sunset Mountain Range, the undead and the orcs launched their own attacks, and smoke and dust filled the sky.
Shaar had already turned on the "Evil Halo", and the red radiance enveloped all the undead. For a while, the recovery ability of the undead was greatly increased.
It's getting closer, getting closer, Xia Ya seems to have seen the ferocious face of the orc, and the unique stench of the orc coming out of his nostrils.
The leading orc was riding a giant black wolf and holding a huge mace. His face was uglier and more ferocious than other orcs. It was Shaq.
"Boom..."
The undead and the orcs collided fiercely, making a loud noise. At this moment, Ron's heart tightened. He saw that the weak bodies of the undead were no match for the tall orcs at all, and they were knocked over in just a moment.
However, Ron still saw the knocked down undead struggling to get up and rushing towards the enemy angrily, which made Ron somewhat relieved.
"Roar-"
The leading orc roared, and with a mace in his hand, he smashed a loathsome head into a watermelon, blood and blood splattered everywhere.
The strength of the abomination has reached the sanctuary level, but he was beaten to death by this powerful orc. He is none other than Shaq.
Shaq rode on the back of the giant wolf, his speed was as fast as the wind, the mace slammed down fiercely, one after another the undead creatures turned into blue smoke.
"Bang... Ding..."
There was a crisp whine of gold and iron, and Shaq, who was slaughtering among the undead, was blocked by a knight.
Shaar's face was always calm and indifferent, "Ugly orc, your opponent is me!"
"Are you human?"
Since he couldn't see clearly from a distance just now, Shaq realized now that his opponent was not an undead, but a human being.
Seeing this face completely different from that of the undead, Shaq laughed loudly, "I thought you were an undead, but you are actually a human who cultivates soul power, but it is the same for us noble orcs, they are all garbage race!"
"Arrogant orc..." Shaar's expression remained the same, but now there was a little more frost, "When you die under my sword, I hope you can still laugh!"
"Boom... Boom... Boom..."
The battle between Xia Ya and the orc cavalry caused waves on the battlefield. The two sides came and went, and the fight was very fierce. In the one-on-one decisive battle, Xia Ya not only did not lose the wind, on the contrary, he even faintly suppressed Shaq. Shaq screamed angrily.
Although the strength of the orcs is great, Shaar has the most powerful defense of the knights, and his martial arts are superb. Shaq is no match at all.
In fact, Shaar is not much stronger than Shaq, but Shaq preconceived that the undead are too weak, which is the psychological gap formed by Shaar's powerful blocking.
"Oh my god... Orcs..."
"Run..."
"Don't kill me... please..."
However, other than Shaar, the other undead were not so upbeat. Once they came into contact with the orcs, they quickly collapsed like spring snow melting. The summoned undead creatures turned into black smoke and disappeared one by one. Fleeing and fleeing, the five thousand undead lost one-third at once, and even more undead knelt down, begging their enemies.
"what happened?"
Ron was dumbfounded. He expected that the undead might be defeated, but he didn't expect that the undead would lose so quickly and so thoroughly that they were defeated with almost no resistance.
Is this still undead? Is this the once invincible Scourge
Failure, it was a failure. Rather than mourning its misfortune, it would be better to say that Ron was indifferent. These undead were not because of their lack of strength. In fact, the five thousand people who fought against Shaar were carefully selected. Most of them are powerful undead, but compared with the orcs, these undead lack something.
This kind of thing is called fighting spirit.
Fighting spirit, Ron couldn't see anything in the undead in front of him - except Shaar.
What Ron saw was that a sanctuary-level undead was hacked and killed on the spot by a young orc with only division-level strength, and an undead with god-level strength was chased around by three or four orc cavalry with only sanctuary strength. run.
It's ridiculous, it's so ridiculous, if Ron hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he couldn't believe it at all. If possible, Ron would rather nothing happened.
Is this undead
Is this still undead
Are these guys running around being hunted down by weak orcs really undead
You guy... resist? Why not resist? The strength of your fucking sanctuary...why didn't you resist? Would you rather let this orc with only division strength chop off your head? Why? What about your "bone prison"? You can summon Bone Prison, why not summon him to stop him? Where's your "Bone Spear"? This thing is not a fire stick, it is a weapon, it can kill people, as long as it is summoned and stabbed, it will die... Why? Why would you rather die than resist
Ron clenched his fists tightly, his eyes seemed to spew fire, his heart was bleeding, the undead really disappointed him.
The undead on the main plane, their spines have been broken and they have lost their faith. No one told them that the soul power they cultivated is a very powerful force. No one told them that they used to have glory and brilliance. No one Tell them that although they do not have the strength and body of orcs, the magic and exquisite armor of elves, the beautiful wings of angels and the holy light that purifies everything...
But they have faith... they have firm faith, and it is because of this faith that they can charge forward under dwarf artillery fire, and they can march in haste under the bombardment of angelic light above their heads... all of this is because they have faith, and they know , the god of death did not abandon them...
All of this, with the passing of the Lich King, has become gone forever. The undead have become suspicious, sensitive, and fragile. How can a firm belief have great power
An army without fighting spirit is definitely not an army. They are just a flock of sheep. Undead without faith are not worthy of being undead.
With Ron's strength, he can naturally summon a large number of undead creatures to fight, and even win the battle to defend the black crystal mine, but can this solve the problem
cannot…
In addition to Ron, Kronia was also surprised, "They can still stand, my God, this is incredible!"
The situation has shown a one-sided victory, but the winning side is the orcs. They only used 800 wolf knights to beat more than 5,000 undead to death. Their orc infantry and Kodo knights have not yet been dispatched...
Of course, except Shaar, but her situation is also very bad. Before she knew it, there were no other undead around her except for a few ghouls who were still lingering. Death knights surrounded them one after another.
"Shaar, retreat first!"
At this time, Ron calmly gave the order to retreat. He had given up the idea of confronting the orcs head-on. The undead had lost their faith. They were no longer the Scourge army that terrified all the forces on the main plane.
"Yes!"
Shaar, whose soul is connected, quickly received Ron's order, and she easily repelled the attack of the orcs. Using the powerful mobility of the nightmare beast, she moved chicly and coquettishly, and withdrew from the encirclement with a few strokes...