After saying that, he led his men to stand aside in silence along with the three men.
With the loss of people from four tribes at once, the number of foreign orcs was directly reduced by more than half. Moreover, most of those who had rushed forward and had their own fighting methods were from these people.
Zhao Shan saw this and stood up and said, "Everyone, don't be fooled by these ancient orcs. They say building a city is easy. My father just said that building a city is difficult. Even if Yuan Heng can really build it, it will take at least four years. Four years... Can everyone wait? No one can say whether they will die in the beast tide. But if we take Ning'an City today, we don't need to wait for four years."
Zhao Shan spoke passionately, and some hesitant foreign orcs who were about to stand up retreated back at this moment.
Yuan Heng's pale lips moved slightly, and he straightened Wang Jin. Wang Jin understood and took a step back. Cheng Bai stood silently behind Wang Jin, observing Wang Jin's condition carefully. Wang Jin did not notice it, but Yuan Heng did. He glanced at Cheng Bai, his lips tightly pursed, but in the end he did not speak and restrainedly looked away.
Looking at Zhao Yu and others again, the man's state changed completely. His aura was no longer restrained, and it attacked everyone present terrifyingly. Even Xining felt uncomfortable and led everyone to retreat a lot.
But Zhao Yu and others were unwilling to retreat and confronted the man. However, after a while, some of the weaker orcs could no longer control their legs and fell to the ground.
"..." Zhao Shan watched, gritted his teeth, and took the lead to transform into an orc and attack. Seeing this, everyone also put on their most aggressive state and rushed towards the man.
Wang Jin's heart suddenly rose to his throat, but in a moment, he realized that his worries were unnecessary.
When the man was not in beast form, it was easy for him to dodge. Once he turned into a beast, his wings spread out, and the beastman who came forward was directly shaken away...
The man's strength seemed to be stronger than during the beast tide.
Just standing there, he was so majestic that no one dared to invade him.
Zhao Shan watched as waves of people advanced and were beaten back. He silently took two steps back and winked at Zhao Yu, who was resting beside him with a serious injury. The guards behind them retreated in an orderly manner and disappeared under their instructions...
After a moment, there was a sudden "whoosh" sound in the air, and a firework exploded in the air. Zhao Shan curled his lips and stepped forward and said, "Stop it."
Everyone looked at him in confusion. Wang Jin stared at the sky where the fireworks were exploding, feeling vaguely uneasy.
Zhao Shan said: "In terms of combat power, we are indeed no match for the ancient orcs, but, City Lord... come over and take a look..."
Xining frowned and looked out in the direction Zhao Shan pointed. The elder had chosen this place. It was in a secluded and high place. From here in the yard, one could see the situation of the entire city.
He looked down and saw some orc guards holding an old man and a boy standing in the middle of the deserted street, looking up at him. The orcs' sharp claws were on the old man and the boy's necks and throats. With just a little force, the blood vessels there would be cut and the blood would flow all over the ground... and their orcs were pinned to the ground, unable to resist.