Watching his subordinates running away, Feshat slowly scanned the Gobi Desert on the edge of the gray sandy desert. Although he couldn't see what was going on inside, Feshat had a bad premonition, as if he was being stared at by a pair of sinister eyes.
"King, it seems that those humans can't find a good ambush site in this desert. Have they given up? In such hot weather, let alone human warriors, even our ordinary tribal warriors can't stand such high temperatures. According to the reports provided by our surviving scouts who have returned in the past few days, unless they pre-buried their troops underground three days ago, it is impossible for humans to ambush us with a large force." Looking at Feshat, who was looking into the distance with a worried look on his face, the werewolf tribe leader did not feel that there was anything to worry about. In his eyes, after breaking through the Canglang defense line, the entire human race is no match for the beast tribe. Even if they don't rely on the entire beast tribe, the millions of wolf cavalry troops alone can wipe out the entire human race from the East Continent.
"Alas! It's better to be cautious. We the beastmen can no longer continue living on the wasteland continent. The desertification of the earth and the expansion of the beastman population have made our living space more and more difficult, and food more and more scarce. If this expedition that mobilizes all the beastmen still fails, then our beastmen are probably doomed to become history. There are 40 million beastmen, including nearly 10 million mobilized troops. This is all the force that the entire beastman tribe can arm..." It is not known whether Fishart was worried about his daughter's situation or the war situation. His worries did not improve at all with the words of his subordinates.
"Humph! If those weak humans dare to ambush us, our wolf cavalry will definitely make them regret it... Oh no, humans actually dare to ambush..." Just as the wolf chief was spreading his arrogance, he was startled by the sudden appearance of a group of flames in the distance. More than a thousand meters away, most of the wolf cavalry assigned to serve as the vanguard search team were directly hit by a large number of fireballs that appeared out of thin air. For a moment, the front of the entire orc army was full of rolling and wailing firemen.
"Damn, the old fox is really smart. It seems that the beast tribe can directly exclude the factor of force when selecting the beast king in the future. Wisdom, **** wisdom is the most important... Otherwise, I will be in trouble today. But if so, how can our lion tribe become the beast king? **** Damn it..."
"Lionhead, shut your stinky mouth! Come on, have the wolf cavalry withdraw, send the ape grenadiers to the front of us, and send a squadron forward. Throw a steel ball every 20 meters. Make sure to force those human magicians out... Also, have the troops at the back prepare our treasures. Maybe we can give the humans a surprise..."
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While the orcs were frantically making arrangements, I was also observing the orcs' reactions through a telescope on a cliff. When the orcs sent a group of wolf cavalry to clear the way in front of the main force, I knew that today's matter would not end peacefully. But I was still hesitating in my heart whether to retreat or fight hard.
When the orcs stopped and kept deploying their troops, I laughed happily. Because I saw a large number of orc infantrymen as strong as bears marching in disorderly steps, slowly moving towards the ambush site of the 4th Division. What a joke? Just now, I still thought that the commander of the orcs was a good general, but now he played such a big joke on me.
You're kidding. Using such clumsy and slow infantry to attack the magician army is simply the biggest joke I've encountered since I came to this world. Approaching the magician army at such a speed, let alone attacking the magicians, even if I want to pass through the magic blockade of the magician army, I'm afraid the possibility is less than one in a million.
Unfortunately, my smile lasted less than a minute before my face turned cloudy. I saw those clumsy guys took out a steel ball as big as an egg from their bodies after walking forward for dozens of meters. Then, the orcs took out a rope and tied a section of it to the steel ball. . . . .
"****!" I couldn't help cursing when I saw this scene, and then I immediately ordered the Fourth Division composed of fire magicians to attack from a distance, and then retreat immediately. Because in the Kastark Empire, I found clearly in the combat data of testing longbows that in this world, the strength of ordinary human warriors is at least several times that of humans on Earth, and I really don't trust the range of the steel balls thrown by those orcs who are more powerful than humans.
But what happened even faster was that, just after I gave the order and before the messenger could pass it on, I issued an order for a full retreat in an even more urgent voice than before. Because some of the steel balls thrown by the orcs using the principle of modern chain balls actually hit the defense shield of the Fourth Magician Corps directly, and many even penetrated the defense shield and smashed the magicians hiding behind it into a bloody mess. . . . . .
"Damn, what the hell are those bears throwing? How can a steel ball penetrate the magician's shield? Shit..." For a moment, I smashed the cliff with my hands like a madman, sending pieces of weathered rocks flying everywhere.
"Sir, please retreat quickly! I, I guess those orcs threw spherical objects made of mithril... After all, the materials stored in the Canglang Line include a large amount of strategic materials, and mithril is definitely not a small number of them..." Seeing my crazy look, Victor hurried over and tried to pull me to retreat, but was accidentally made into a mess by the stones I threw.
"Damn Bout and William, it's fine that they didn't defend the Canglang defense line! But they couldn't even destroy the strategic materials, this... this is simply a bunch of bastards... Uh! Victor, it looks like we're in trouble..." After venting my anger again, I was about to break free from Victor's hand and prepare to fly alone. After the soldiers in the front of the orc army retreated to both sides, what appeared in front of me was not the expected cavalry assault force, but a whole row of round crystal columns... . . . . .
"Oh my god! Magic crystal cannon..." As I screamed, Victor also looked behind him. When he saw the dazzling light flashing on the azure crystal pillars, the marquis who had always maintained the demeanor of a magician no longer cared about his image and screamed as he rushed towards the Valley of the Descendants. In front of him was me, who had just been pulled by him and refused to leave... (To be continued)