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Chapter 808 Shocking reinforcements
Seeing his army finally boarded the city wall, the one-eyed Longte raised his hands and laughed excitedly: “Hahahaha! The coward who has abandoned the great Gewush and the tradition of the orcs is not our opponent at all! Go! Warriors! Kill them all! Sacrifice the souls of these betrayers to the great orc gods!”
As a guy who believes that power is the truth, he is very keen to destroy those weak tribes, especially to kill those tribal leaders who dare to resist himself. Only blood and dead lives can make him feel supremely satisfied.
Of course, this also has something to do with his getting older and older. Although the legendary warrior can delay the rate of physical aging, Longte, who is over half a hundred years old, still inevitably starts to go downhill. Because of this, he cannot tolerate someone disobeying him. , The methods are becoming more and more brutal, just to create an illusion, an illusion that he is still strong and invincible.
There is nothing in the tradition of the orcs. Those young warriors who are both talented and ambitious are spying on the legendary throne of the High Wasteland every moment. They will definitely challenge them if they are sure, and some may even instigate rebellions. , In short, evil and chaos rule most of the orc tribes.
One-eyed Longte doesn’t have to worry about someone now, because his muscles are still full of explosive power, and he can continue to remain at the level of a legendary warrior for at least ten years.
This time, leading the army to the civilized world ≈↗long≈↗wind≈↗wen≈↗Learn, w±︾wx world to launch an attack, mainly to win the favor of the orc master **** Gewushi, after all, whether it is killing the betrayer or Starting a war is all the things this **** is most willing to see. Longte hopes that he can obtain the divine bestowed by the gods. So as to become an honorable voter. In this way, you can avoid continuing aging.
have to say. As an orc without any education, it is not easy to think of so many, but in fact, he has overlooked the most important point, that is, he has not investigated the strength of his opponent, and his impression of the West Hartland area is still the same. Stay at the original level.
You should know that this was the case when the wilds invaded civilization before, and they drowned their opponents with absolute superiority. No matter what tactics or tactics you have, you just need to burn, kill, looting, and push forward. Anyway, it doesn’t matter where you hit it, retreat if you have enough.
After all, the West Hartland area has always been divided. Except for some large cities like Soba and Baldur’s Gate, ordinary villages and towns do not have the ability to resist. For the mighty monsters, it is basically undefended. , Come and leave as you want, and looting happens from time to time.
In the eyes of Cyclops, Henry is nothing more than a treacherous and weak human being. The reason why Ghost City touted him was just to increase bargaining chips. Want to reap more benefits in this war, do not believe that the other party has the ability to fight against oneself.
The top of the mountain not far behind the battlefield. A mage wearing a black long-distance runner was observing the situation through the mirror. When he saw countless orcs ascending the city wall under the cover of a swamp hydra, he immediately stood up and said to the man wearing a black cloak next to him: ” Your Highness, Longte’s army seems to be about to conquer this city. Should we help him push the battle line across the Bariskell Bridge?”
“Hehe, do you think this city will be so easy to fall into?” The man gently took off his hood, revealing a handsome face full of ironic smile, it was the ghost prince Revalan Tanshur.
He stared at the tragic scene displayed in the mirror and explained: “Henri Angome is no ordinary opponent. He has established a huge intelligence agency on the Faerun continent that is not inferior to the League of Harpers and the Santarin. I have received the news and made a response. Look at it, as long as this section of the wall is lost, the rescuer will appear immediately.”
As soon as the voice fell, a warrior with a scarlet two-handed giant sword fell from the sky and slammed heavily on the back of a multi-headed lizard.
He swung his weapon like a **** of war, and cut off all five heads in just a few seconds. The speed and martial skills were so appalling that even the warring parties who were repeatedly fighting for the city wall stopped subconsciously and stared. My eyes are rounded and I want to know where this is sacred.
“Hahahahahaha! War! This is my favorite war! Come on! Kill! I will sway the glory of God of War here! Glory to Tempus!”
The terrifying warrior laughed wildly and shouted, while reaping his life recklessly. Ordinary orc warriors couldn’t hold on for a round in his hands, and even the bull-headed lizard who was still rampant just now could only hold on for a few more seconds.
The trolls, wolves, goblins and orcs who had been singing and advancing were instantly stunned, and they hurried back in fright. Especially the most courageous goblins hulled and ran away, and their morale dropped to freezing point.
The raging two-handed giant sword restrained the regenerative ability of hydras and trolls. The hot temperature can even melt steel, and most of the guys who rushed up were cooked before they got close.
There is no doubt that fighting an endless barbaric army with one person’s power is a power that a legendary warrior has. He is like a tireless killing machine, creating a terrifying massacre in the blink of an eye.
All the enemies under the eastern city wall stopped moving. Because of the loss of backup, the guy who rushed to the city wall was quickly killed by the concerted efforts of the defenders, and the originally shaky line of defense was stabilized again.
Allen wiped the blood from his robe and yelled under the city wall: “Uncle Vaughan! Your way of playing is so cool! Did my father let you come?”
“Haha! Thank you for your compliment. That’s right, your father asked me to come. You must know that only the battlefield is my home.” The warrior with amazing strength lifted the helmet mask, revealing a large furry. Face, who is not Orc Warrior Vaughan.
Although two or three hundred people and four swamp hydras were killed, there was no trace of fatigue on his face at the moment. His two piercing eyes exuded sharp murderous aura. Anyone who was watching could not help but feel a sense of fatigue. Fear in the middle, as if being watched by a dragon.
Allen smiled bitterly and shook his head: “Well, I’ll leave it to you, but I have been fighting for several hours. Now I need to go back to the Mage Tower and take a good rest.”
“Don’t worry. As long as I’m here. These guys don’t want to get one step closer to the wall.” After Vaughn put down his mask, he roared at the enemy who couldn’t see the end: “Come on! Are you going to be like cowards? Look?”
“Oh… my goodness… this guy is just a lunatic! He is actually provoking tens of thousands of enemies!” said a human mercenary in a trembling voice. Although he had heard of the heroes in countless adventure stories, it was the first time he had seen such a brave and fearless one.
“That’s because he has this strength. Keep your eyes open and watch carefully how a real warrior fights.” The corner of Alan’s mouth is slightly upturned, and his face is full of confidence.
Since he was a child, he had seen Vaughan beat each other bare-handed with nearly a hundred barbarian warriors in the barracks. As a result, all the barbarian warriors were knocked to the ground, but this half-orc warrior still stood firmly on the ground, as if he was physically. Hundreds of punches didn’t hurt at all.
His early adventures in the Nether Mountains gave Vaughn an extraordinary resilience and physical strength. He is more suitable for protracted warfare than any legendary fighter. If the fighting intensity is not engaged, it can last for several days and nights until the enemy is driven to extinction.
Soon, the troll with the lowest IQ and the worst patience could not help taking the lead in launching an attack, followed by the jackals, and the orcs were not to be outdone, and all swarmed up…
Vaughan laughed the most, smiling very happily, as if it was not the enemy who rushed over. It’s just portions of delicious food and spirits. He stretched very calmly, and then his eyes started to turn red quickly. He raised his hot two-handed sword to greet him, and cut off the unlucky ones at the front in just one face.
The “Giant Slayer” is longer, wider and heavier than ordinary two-handed giant swords. In theory, the shape of a sword is not as good as a two-handed axe, but as there is a saying, the most suitable one is the most suitable. Ok.
For Vaughan, this weapon fits his own strength and combat skills perfectly, especially the use of martial arts such as sweeping and force smashing, which is completely twice the result with half the effort, even the dragon’s head can be cut off.
The horrible two-handed giant sword in his hand is like a sickle for harvesting death, and the corpses are broken everywhere, and a **** path has been opened from the tens of thousands of army.
“It’s terrible! Is this the power of the legendary warrior?!”
Standing on the wall at this time, Fugner was trembling all over, while staring straight at the one-eyed Ronte standing on the back of the swamp hydra in the distance. He didn’t dare to imagine if this legend on the supreme wasteland had started from the beginning. Just shoot it yourself, then isn’t he already dead now?
For the first time, he has a sober understanding of the high-end power of Faerun Continent. He understands that sometimes quantity has no advantage in the face of absolute quality. At the same time, he is determined to let his unborn son receive the best education. To train them to become truly strong.
Vaughan, who started his violent posture, was like a heavy tank. The crowd kept moving forward, forward, and forward again, stumps and broken arms flying all over the sky, and **** internal organs and brains spilled over the earth. He doesn’t remember how many people he killed, just enjoying the fun battle, repeatedly modifying his sword-swinging movements and perfecting his unique martial arts…
Such a pure and flawless warrior finally attracted the attention of the gods A light symbolizing neutrality shone on the orc warrior, and everyone saw the figure emerging from the sky.
It was a man wearing a full-body armor stained with blood and wearing a steel helmet, with a terrifying gaze under his face mask. He is holding a black huge sword full of gaps, and criss-crossing scars can be seen everywhere on his thighs and arms. People with a little bit of common sense can recognize him. He is the master of war in the world of Toril, the patron saint of all warriors, the great God of War Tempus.
No one dared to offend the majesty of Tempus. All battlefields belong to the domain of the king of war. Even if the orcs have their own war gods, they bow their heads in fear. After all, both the power level and the influence are simply the same. Great difference.
Tempus is a powerful divine power, and its influence spreads to the entire main plane, and even the multiverse. Innarvo is only a weak divine power, a member of the orc **** system, and even the main **** Geusch is not necessarily willing to invite war Wang, let alone him.
Therefore, a weird scene appeared on the battlefield. More and more people knelt down because of fear to welcome the arrival of the great God of War. Only two people remained unmoved, namely Cyclope Longte and Vaughan… (To be continued…)
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