Into another world with Naruto

The full-body heavy armor of the 'Wrestling with the Dragon Legion' was too hard for the wolf cavalry. It was harder than the scimitars in their hands. When they slashed with all their strength, they could only draw a series of sparks on the armor, which was impossible to hit at all. The defense of the broken heavy armor, coupled with the ultra-high manufacturing level of human beings, can't even find a single crack in the joints that are most prone to weaknesses.

The seemingly agile wolf cavalry could only be suppressed when facing the elite human heavy cavalry. The battle with the heavy cavalry was like charging against the mountains.

This is the leading advantage brought by technological advancement. You must know that a set of armor on a human cavalry can be worth the total equipment of a regiment of wolf cavalry. The total value of [-] wolf cavalry equipment is only as much as the equipment of ten heavy cavalry. Values ​​are equal, and war is a contest between national heritage.

This is why the orcs have been attacking the human empire all year round, but have never achieved any major results. Although they have a body several times stronger than humans, and although they can win on some small battlefields, the dimensional gap in weapons and equipment makes the orc empire Final victory can never be achieved.

The spear pierced the body of the wolf cavalry with a sharp and piercing sound. Even if they were selected human warriors, it would be very difficult, because the bones of werewolves and wargs are harder than anything else. The spear pierced into the body as if it were against a huge green stone. Working hard.

The seven thousand wolf cavalry and the four thousand heavy armored cavalry once again pierced each other, covering the battlefield with corpses and the lingering wails in the air, impacting everyone's heart. Even the strongest warriors were shocked when they saw such a cruel battlefield. Make your legs tremble.

Life has become the least valuable thing here. Only by defeating the opponent and winning can you be entitled to enjoy everything. Every warrior who dares to go head-to-head with opponents of the same level is worthy of respect.

Weapons dripping blood, slightly damaged armor, wounds that were white and bleeding, and war horses and wargs snoring due to vigorous exercise. A few hundred meters away from the battlefield, there were less than ten thousand left. The total number of people on both sides did not affect their mentality one bit because of the death on the battlefield.

As agreed, the two sides charged decisively at a certain moment, waved their weapons without hesitation to chop off the opponent's head, looked at death calmly, and counterattacked without giving up until death. These are all true warriors.

On the wall of the City of Hope, Louis, the red shaman, turned his back to everyone, his shoulders shaking uncontrollably. If every shaking could be replaced by a slight earthquake, then the Doluo Wasteland would cease to exist.

No orc can accept the idea of ​​watching his compatriots die without doing anything, especially when they have the ability to help their compatriots win.

If the shaman in the orc army can give the wolf cavalry a halo of madness and calmness, they will never be beaten by the human heavy cavalry. But no shaman in the orc army does this. Lewis doesn't understand why. If this continues The ten thousand wolf cavalry are destined to sleep forever in this barren wasteland.

Behind every Wolf Cavalry is the silent sacrifice of dozens of families. The death of [-] Wolf Cavalry represents the loss of [-] family expenditures.

During this time in the City of Hope, although Louis had never had a good look, he learned from the human merchants who communicated frequently with each other how powerful the human empire was. It was not just the number of troops or the height of the city walls, but the greater importance of ordinary people. Rich, for the Orc Empire, it is fundamentally impossible to defeat this terrifying country.

In Lewis's view, every war in the Human Empire is more like military training. Their targets are more powerful enemies. As for the Orc Empire, they are just respectable children. Louis has to admit that in the eyes of the Human Empire, the Orcs The Empire is really not even an enemy.

The fighting sound of the war continued, and every fall of a Wolf Cavalry made Louis heartache.

At this moment, an ugly orc force approached the City of Hope from behind the orc army.

They are still like before, they still don't have a strict formation, and except for the loud roars that can be heard in their loose forward attack, the rest is not as good as the cooperation of the gangsters fighting on the street.

This time, their hands were no longer empty, but they came from afar holding huge ladders made of the unique cold-needle pine on the plateau.

From here, we can see the hatred of these Orcs towards the City of Hope, because on the ladder made of cold-needle pine, there are still growing branches and leaves. This must be the equipment that the Orcs started preparing a few months ago. .

Because time was tight and in a hurry, not to mention the orcs, even the orcs would not be able to make such a huge ladder when they attacked the Doro Wasteland, because they did not have suitable axes and nails.

The anger of the orcs came from the corpse mountain in the distance. 80.00% of the corpses belonged to orcs. After Li Xi almost wiped out all the male orcs who could fight in the first battle, the orcs were equal to extinction.

So this time, the orc prince Laurian once again set out to conquer the Doro Wasteland. The orcs took out the last remaining wealth, and an army of [-] orcs followed. Most of them were already a little old and even more youthful. An underage half-orc who has lost his fur.

They don't do it for territory or treasure, they just do it to avenge their fellow tribesmen! ! !

"Biaru, you haven't made an official appearance since you obtained Li Xi's power. I will give you this opportunity today. I hope there will be [-] more corpses on the mountain of corpses."

Feilin looked at Biaru, the leader of the Guards, with his eyes like two sharp daggers piercing Biaru's proud heart. He asked word by word: "At the same time, I also want to tell everyone in the mainland that the City of Hope is not Anyone can invade, can you do it?"

Under the gaze of Felin, Biaru and the more than 1000 large Guardsmen behind him, their eyes instantly turned red, and their chests rose and fell more than the compression of the bellows. They had never thought that one day they would be so important.

Bialu's head directly cracked the city wall, "Great Mistress, your wish is our goal. If there is one missing body on the corpse mountain, we will use our corpses to make up for it."

"Go, I will personally welcome your triumph." Feilin said.

Biaru drew out his giant axe, as proud as a peacock, and with a wave of his hand, he led his men towards the city gate. I don't know if it was intentional, but before leaving, Biaru looked at the barbarians with provocative eyes. Cage and the Berserker Nohan seem to be saying, 'Look, you still have to look at us at critical moments. People like you should be well protected behind us. '

"Madam..." Barbarian Cage was angry. How could they barbarians endure the provocation of trolls and bugbears?

"Your Highness..." Berserker Nohan was also angry. If he hadn't put the overall situation first, Bialu would have fallen into a pool of blood by now.

Feilin raised his palms to stop what the two generals were saying, "That's enough. The City of Hope is too big and the guard strength is too small. We must leave enough strength to protect the city. The Guards can use secret techniques and exert superpowers." With strong strength, letting them go out to fight in the city is to better deter the enemy."

Looking at the two generals who were still unconvinced, Feilin looked slightly angry, "Do you want me to stand alone on the city wall without anyone to protect me and be easily killed by the enemy?"

"Madam, the barbarians are the strongest shield in front of you." At this point, Cage could not accept Felin's words. If Felin had an accident, they would not be able to fill up Li Xi's anger even if they killed more enemies.

"Your Highness, I was wrong. I shouldn't have questioned your order." Compared with Cage, Nohan and Feilin have a closer relationship, so their conversation and communication are more casual.

Feilin waved his hand to show that he didn't care, and his eyes were already looking at Biaru and the others who were leaving the city gate.

At this time, the orcs saw that there were still people who dared to come out. This was better than the last time when they faced a bare city wall.

There was no place to vent his anger. He originally thought he had to climb the city wall to see his enemies. Now that he dared to come out, he would use the bodies of these people to avenge the murder of his fellow tribesmen, even if these people looked as ugly as They still have to fight.

The unorganized and undisciplined orcs simply threw away the ladders they had carried all the way from the plateau, and 5 people charged like chaotic ducks towards the 1000-strong Guards. They believed that these 1000 people would be torn apart by them. Eat the pieces into your stomach.

Biaru and the others stood in front of the City of Hope, holding oversized weapons in their hands. Some of these weapons were seized from previous battlefields and processed by dwarves, and some were bought by Li Xi from humans. It allows the Guards to better display their strength after releasing the power of the curse seal. The weight of each weapon has reached an astonishing three hundred pounds.

This weight means that most of the powerful races of orcs cannot use it. Of course, this weight is also something Biaru and the others cannot adapt to. They can only use it normally after releasing the power of the curse seal.

A long-handled sword that is over three meters long without an edge, a giant ax that is as tall as a dwarf, and a pure steel javelin that seems to be used for hunting dragons. These are killing weapons that can only appear in horror novels.

Biaru and the others were like stroking the dearest female, and kept whispering on the weapons. For these big guys who worship power, such weapons are more precious than their lives. How many times have they looked forward to it while sleeping with their arms in their arms? One day, the day has finally come when I step onto the battlefield with them.

Biaru raised the giant ax in his hand. Black curse marks were crawling all over his body. The already ferocious face of the troll was even more terrifying. The level [-] aura directly reached level [-]. "The great master is out to conquer evil. We As the most loyal hound of the master, it is the responsibility to protect the City of Hope, which is our home and our hope, for the sake of the master, brothers, follow the kill."

"For the great master."

A total of 620 Guardsmen were covered with curse marks in a neat roar. They were originally at the lowest level of Level [-], soaring directly to Level [-], which is still the lowest. Most of them directly reached Level [-]. , only extremely individual people like Biyaru can reach level six.

Facing the orc army that came like a tide, there were only more than 600 Guards troops, which was not worth mentioning in terms of quantity, but their momentum was like a tiger descending from the mountain facing a flock of sheep, and the tigers roared majesticly in the mountains and forests.

Faced with weapons that only appeared in the Stone Age, three hundred pounds of pure steel weapons were like cutting wheat. In the roar of the Guards, the orcs, together with the weapons in their hands, were cut like wheat. Cut down in rows.

In just an instant, more than 1000 slightly empty places appeared on the originally crowded battlefield, and the tidal orc army seemed to hit the coast, smashing into pieces.

It's not that half-orcs are not brave, but the gap is too big. Any army in this world that can use all professionals with level [-] or above strength is the best of the best, and it is impossible to use it to deal with half-orcs. It's an insult to an unworthy enemy.

The Guards did not have any outstanding armor other than weapons. Not to mention the armor made of fine iron, even the several pairs of armor they originally had spliced ​​together were not worn.

That kind of armor seemed majestic, but after several experiments, it was discovered that it had no effect at all except allowing them to increase the weight for no reason, because after they released the power of the curse seal, the armor they had spliced ​​together would only be broken.

Therefore, these guards all fight naked. If they face a human army, there may not be many left before they can rush in front of the human army, because human long-range attack weapons will bravely destroy any enemy without armor. But the Guards are now facing half-orcs who cannot use long-range weapons. This is the Guards' favorite opponent. Physical fighting will bring them hearty pleasure.

Their weapons were so heavy that it seemed as if any defense would be shattered under their attack.

The curse seal continuously provides power, and the endless power allows the Guards to wave their weapons regardless of the consequences. Any orc who dares to come within three meters of them will be broken into two pieces in just half a breath.

A section of the warm intestines of some unlucky person hung on Biaru's giant axe. The blood of the orcs had completely turned Biaru into a monster soaked in a pool of blood. He looked like he was still rushing over. As an enemy, Bialu excitedly licked the blood on his lips with his tongue, and the smell of blood kept stimulating his taste buds.

I have never been so free to fight with my hands and feet. The huge ax swept across, and the vision was instantly empty. Under his attack, the orc's relatively hard bones were like the fence in the fence yard, which broke at a touch.

No orc could catch one of his attacks, and the last orc who tried to do so had his entire head blown off.

The blood was burning, the air became hot, and Biaru could feel his body changing every moment.

Stronger power is emerging, the heavy weapon in his hand becomes easier and easier, and the orc in front of him becomes more fragile.

The world he sees with his eyes is becoming clearer, his height seems to have returned to his childhood, and his bones can be felt growing every moment.