Twenty miles behind the core defense line of Black Crow Gorge, Holy Light I stood expressionlessly in the headquarters of Marshal Beian, guarded by more than a dozen Dawn Elves. wWW,QuanBen-XiaoShuo,comThere were stars all around. Dozens of Gallic Empire generals held their breath and stood beside the huge magic sand table, quietly watching the decisive battle between Enzo and the two orc warriors displayed in the magic water mirror. scene.
A smile appeared on the indifferent face of Holy Light I: "Ent? Marte is indeed a model of the emperor's men. Faced with the provocation of the orcs, we should respond to them forcefully with iron and blood."
Marshal Beian stood beside Holy Light I with his hands behind his back. He looked at the scene in the water mirror and nodded slowly: "If Major General Ent can defeat a few more aliens, or even kill two Titans in a duel, In the opinion of the veteran, we may be able to make the alien race suffer a little. Of course, it is only a small partial victory."
Holy Light I waved his hand crisply: "Even if it is a small victory, we must strive for it. These days, the empire has suffered too heavy losses, and we must teach the foreigners a lesson. The Longshan family's reinforcements are only one day's journey from Borelli. Before arriving, the Gallic Empire must embody the demeanor of the continent’s most powerful country.”
Marshal Behan and many generals exchanged glances with each other, and then nodded gloomily.
They have all heard of the great achievements of the Longshan family's reinforcements along the way. Although they didn't cause too much trouble, the place they passed was really like locusts passing through the border, and the local people were so harmed that they almost cried. I don’t know how these bastards can eat so much. All livestock and poultry in all the villages, towns and cities of the Gallic Empire were eaten clean along the way. All the drinks were drank down to the last drop!
Are these reinforcements from the Longshan family all useless
As for other petty thefts and minor conflicts with the Gallic Empire, there is really no way to explain them clearly.
Such a bastard reinforcements are coming to reinforce Black Crow Gorge. Even if it is to give them a little deterrent, the Gallic Empire also needs a clean victory to let those bastards of the Longshan family know that the Gallic Empire is not their wanton one. place.
"Earl Longshan has arrived, let him go to the Victory Palace." Shengguang I said calmly: "We must have a careful discussion about his military discipline."
Holy Light I nodded to the many generals in the headquarters, and then walked out slowly with a group of Dawn Elf guards. Marshal Beian immediately mobilized his troops and generals. Two elite ten thousand troops were mobilized from the already tight Black Crow Gorge defense line and secretly sent to the defensive support point where Enzo was located.
In just a quarter of an hour, Enzo had cleanly killed three tiger warriors and a werewolf knight. The two cat warriors who relied on their agility to challenge Enzo also suffered under Enzo's stabbing sword.
The blood of the orcs dyed the soil slope with a radius of more than ten meters red. This large black-red puddle on the yellow soil is so dazzling. The orcs' eyes were red with anger, but they did not launch a large force charge. For the orcs, if they cannot defeat the enemy in a duel, even if they kill Enzo with superior force, it will be the greatest humiliation for all the orcs.
The sound of dull footsteps came, and a team of more than 500 tiger men and 2,000 cat men came over on the frost horned rhinoceros mounts that are a specialty of the Odin Icefield. Among this group of Khajiit warriors, there were several Khajiits who were obviously two times smaller than the Khajiits around them, with much less traces of orcs on their bodies, and they looked almost like ordinary humans.
A high-level tiger man, although not of pure royal blood. But at least he inherited a trace of royal blood. The eyes of these tiger men were all frighteningly bright, and the armor on their bodies was also a complete set of metal armor. They held their heads high, clasped their hands on their chests, and looked coldly at the corpse of an orc standing hundreds of meters away. Enzo continues to provoke.
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Then another thousand-man werewolf cavalry came over. This thousand-man werewolf cavalry also brought two thousand kobold archers on foot. The werewolf cavalry rode slowly and ran, and the kobolds moved their legs and followed closely behind. They were all sweating and their tongues were sticking out, just like real dogs.
Among the newly arrived werewolf cavalry, there are also several smaller ones. A werewolf general whose orcish features are not very obvious. They and the tiger generals gathered together and muttered a few words, and then one of the werewolf generals waved gently.
A sharp whistle sounded, and a kobold archer, who was only five feet tall but extremely agile, quickly rushed out, holding his short bow in his teeth. Carrying two pots of arrows on his back, he ran up the slope in a hurry on all fours. Then he grabbed the short bow and stood up, nodding haughtily towards Enzo.
"I am..."
Before the kobold had finished speaking, Enzo had already rallied towards him, his stabbing sword bringing out one hundred and eight points of cold light the size of a bean, which struck the kobold like raindrops. Enzo's swordsmanship is the simplest, but also the most effective. He thrust forward at the fastest speed and penetrates the enemy's defense with the sharp thrusts like a storm. This is the most powerful swordsmanship on the battlefield.
In the blink of an eye, one hundred and eight swords were struck, and the kobold turned around in a panic to avoid Enzo's first wave of attacks. He had just put three arrows on the bowstring, and had not had time to open the distance to attack Enzo. As a result, two At one hundred and sixteen o'clock, the cold light roared down again.
Enzo's arm had turned into a hazy gray shadow, and the poor kobold retreated helplessly, trying to open the distance between him and Enzo. The kobold's agility is indeed superhuman. Under such unfavorable circumstances, he still avoided most of Enzo's attacks. A few bits of cold light grazed his body, barely bringing up a few bits of inconspicuous blood.
The kobold's legs also became hazy, and he retreated quickly, about to escape Enzo's control.
At this moment, a purple-gold halo of fighting spirit suddenly erupted from Enzo's body. The bonus of fighting spirit at the peak of his heavenly position caused Enzo's speed to suddenly increase several times. He lunged forward and gently touched the kobold with his right knee. With a slap on his chest, the kobold's body, which weighed no more than seventy or eighty kilograms, suddenly flew nearly a hundred meters high, and then slowly drew a cruel arc, with blood spurting from its mouth, and was thrown heavily. Down the gentle slope.
The kobold's pelvis and many internal organs were smashed to pieces. He fell to the ground, and all the bones in his body were shattered. Reluctantly lying on the ground and twitching for a while, the kobold vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, glanced helplessly at the werewolf general he was loyal to, and then his eyes suddenly froze.
The expressions of the werewolf warriors turned gloomy. There is a proverb among humans—beating a dog depends on its master. Among the orcs, all orcs know that they must never attack a powerful werewolf in front of his subordinate kobolds.
After baring his teeth and howling angrily for a while, a werewolf general with only two ears and a nose looked like a wild wolf, with only a few areas of his body showing faint gray wolf hair. He looked roughly the same as a human being, with a gloomy face. Riding slowly toward the breakthrough.
At the bottom of the slope, the werewolf general jumped off the warg. He squatted beside the kobold and sang an orc spiritual song in a low voice.
Thousands of werewolf knights and an equal number of kobolds sang the same song. Their songs gathered together, and a gloomy and chilling atmosphere slowly rose into the sky. The tiger warriors also put down their hands and stood aside solemnly.
Enzo laughed, he laughed loudly: "Hey, that puppy, you broke into our home and killed our people! It was you who started the war, you were the one who invaded us! Why are you behaving like this? It’s like your mother was raped by us?”
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The werewolf general who was squatting on the ground slowly stood up, and his body suddenly underwent huge changes.
Long gray hair sprouted all over his body, and the body of the werewolf general suddenly doubled in height. His armor creaked due to the swelling of his body. He slowly bent down and roared loudly: "Stupid humans, you guys How do you understand the pride of a warrior and the loyalty of a warrior?"
Enzo shook the little finger of his left hand mockingly and looked at the angry werewolf general with contempt: "The pride of a warrior? Is the pride of a warrior to slaughter the old and the weak? The loyalty of a warrior? By the way, you are dogs, dogs, Of course he is loyal!"
Absolute insult, extreme insult. If Enzo's words spread, all the werewolf tribes will regard him as their mortal enemy!
The werewolf general was trembling with anger. He let out an angry roar, took big steps and rushed towards Enzo. His speed is so fast, at least twice as fast as an ordinary horse. With a gust of wind, the werewolf general suddenly appeared in front of Enzo, and grabbed Enzo's throat with one claw.
Enzo chuckled, smiling contemptuously. His left hand met the werewolf general's claws. A silver wristband on his left hand suddenly flashed with a dazzling magic halo. This is a very rare item. The magic wristband has super strong defense power.
The werewolf general's claws hit the wrist guard, leaving three deep scratches on the wrist guard. The wrist guard was almost useless.
But the wrist guard sprayed out a dazzling electric light, hitting the werewolf general hard, paralyzing his body, making the hair on his body stand up, making black clouds roll in front of his eyes, and the fighting spirit in his body could not move freely.
Enzo rushed forward, grabbed the werewolf general's neck, and pushed him hard to the ground.
In front of so many orc warriors, Enzo laughed wildly, used both hands to twist the neck of the werewolf general.
Slowly standing up, Enzo lifted the body of the werewolf general, and then casually threw him down the cliff next to him like throwing garbage: "Orcs, this is your destined fate!"
The orcs watching the battle were stunned for a moment, and then they suddenly became furious. . . )
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