Mount & Blade: Wind of War

Along with the ancient orc army and the disaster giants charging the city, there was actually a deadly battle in the air that had arrived earlier.

The wyvern army and the griffin knight army, at this moment, in order to protect their own commanders, had already disregarded their own lives.

How desperate was Kress?

This cheetah-like girl would even jump directly from the back of her griffin, holding a short spear to kill the opponent, and then forcibly control the trampling wyvern to crash into the wall of the Lonely Mountain Castle, crashing into a pool of blood, and the dragon corpse fell down again.

However, even if Kress fought harder, it would be useless. After all, she was not a legendary strongman, and she did not have the terrifying power to truly determine the direction of the battle of the First World War.

Fatis had this strength, but at this moment Fatis was entangled by three legendary orc warriors.

Why three?

Originally not four?

A legendary orc warrior holding a war spear was rushed by Fatis riding a celestial warhorse and stabbed to death with one shot.

In order to kill this guy instantly, Fatis's right arm was also cut with a huge wound. Even with the healing ability of the legendary paladin, Fatis could only use his left hand to fight.

However, even so, Fatis swung the dragon scale destruction spear with his left arm, still fighting one against three, and was not at all inferior.

The ancient orcs have been constantly obtaining extraordinary knowledge from the lower plane through the national teacher Kedar over the years, so the skills they practice are somewhat biased towards the dark system.

At this moment, around the disaster giant, the dark and gloomy air around these ancient orcs flowed, and their combat power was improved, adding a bit of ferocity.

"No matter how powerful you are, we will definitely let you die here today. Swear by the honor of our ancestors!"

"Swear by the honor of our ancestors!"

After the female orc sword saint Alina swore this, the other two orc martial saints also swore this oath.

At that moment, the violent momentum of Fatis's cavalry assault was so fierce that everyone present was afraid. In the end, Fatis successfully locked the weakest of the four and killed him with one shot.

However, this was also a huge insult to the other three ancient orc legendary warriors.

If they still had some hope of winning when they relied on the disaster giant four against one, then now the ancient orc legendary warriors who died in the battle have all corrected their attitudes: "Facing such a human knight in front of us, everyone present should be prepared to die in battle. Otherwise, it is not impossible to be killed by one person."

With the full entanglement of three ancient orc legendary warriors, "Holy Knight" Fatis, no matter how powerful he is, can no longer suppress the attack of the disaster giant.

If he attacks the disaster giant again, Fatis will probably be killed by the three ancient orc legendary warriors before the giant does anything.

The ancient orc national master Kedar, who controlled the disaster giant, did not care about the chaos in the air. He knew very well that as long as the extremely thick wall of Lonely Mountain was broken, the battle would be over and won. No matter how strong the legendary knight was, what would it matter?

Even if he could escape, could he take all the humans and supplies of Lonely Mountain Castle away?

If he refused to escape alone, it would be even better. Hundreds of thousands of ancient orcs would kill him to exhaustion, exhaustion of fighting spirit, and mental collapse. Even a pile of them could completely kill him.

Therefore, the disaster giant composed of endless corpses and black fog slowly walked to the front of Lonely Mountain Castle, raised his right fist high, and fell down with a bang.

Boom!

The loud sound of the mountain collapsing spread.

From the contact point between the fist of the disaster giant and the wall of the giant city, a shock wave like a substance spread out.

The second wall of Lonely Mountain Castle collapsed, shattered, and collapsed. All the defenders on the wall were as small as ants.

No matter how hard they tried, no matter what they did, no matter what they thought in their hearts, they could not stop the terrifying disaster giant:

"I am the disaster!"

He howled to the sky. Although he could not speak the common language of the continent, the terrifying power was infused into the hearts of all the warriors around him.

Such a terrifying existence, even if they were human warriors, even those ancient orc warriors, subconsciously wanted to stay away from it.

Because being trampled to death by it would be a waste of death.

The more death, despair, pain, and sadness there are within a certain range around the disaster giant, the greater the power it gains.

At this moment, Kodar hid in it, using secret methods to guide the endless negative energy into his body to heal his injuries caused by the curse of Arantir Hades.

If there was a choice, Kodar himself did not want to use negative energy in this way. Because too much negative energy directly converted into the body will gradually erode and affect the mind.

It's just that the war has reached this point, and he can't care too much. I can only hope that my will is strong enough, and if I use it once or twice, the madness will not be completely uncontrollable.

After breaking through the second wall of Lonely Mountain Castle, Kodar completely ignored the human guards on it who were like ants.

Instead, he continued to walk forward, and after a few steps, he arrived in front of the second wall.

"It's really magnificent, this wall is almost as high as me. What a pity..." The disaster giant raised his right fist again.

Even the ancient beastmen around were avoiding it, because they all knew that if they died in the hands of this monster, it would not only be death, but also their souls would not be freed, and they would be sealed in the body of the disaster giant forever.

This message was also transmitted to the surroundings through the negative energy force field. When it developed to the extreme, many people would take the initiative to commit suicide in order to avoid being killed by it.

However, it was useless. The corpses within a certain range would also be absorbed by the disaster giant to devour the soul and body, further enhancing its power.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The third wall was too thick. This time, the disaster giant couldn't even break it open with one punch. During the process, Fatis tried to attack it regardless of himself, but was forcibly stopped by the ancient beastman legendary warrior.

At this moment, there were only two people left among the ancient beastman legendary warriors, and Fatis himself was also covered in blood, even half of his cheek was cut off, and his left leg was broken. A normal person could not fight at all with such injuries.

However, Fatis's heart was as hard as iron. He rode on the celestial warhorse, still brandishing his spear as usual and roaring violently.

However, when the disaster giant punched the third wall with fists and cracked it, even Fatis gradually despaired.

People like Fatis would not run away, but he knew in his heart that no matter how strong he was, once the three walls were broken, nearly a million orcs would pour into the lonely mountain without any obstacles, and his final fate would only be death from serious injuries and exhaustion.

Boom boom boom!

Finally, under the fierce bombardment of the disaster giant, the third iron wall that Atiman had exhausted his efforts collapsed, and the morale of the ancient orc army was greatly boosted, and the whole army cheered.

For the human race, it was the end of the world. The disaster giant and the ancient orc warriors behind him rushed in along the broken part of the wall, like a flood.

At the same time, in the cathedral, as the last ray of light disappeared, the little girl Mekrivila slowly opened her eyes on the silver platform.