Orc Tyrant

The Oukes fought back fiercely with cannons and big guns. The sharpest arsonist under Shabal turned the open space in front of the two sides into a wild storm of suffocating high pressure, fire and ashes. The nerve boys were howling. A series of lightning and whirlwind were thrown out of the sound.

The basilisk that came assault from the front was hit by the howling rain of bullets. The firepower composed of heavy warheads and explosive bombs smashed into the muddy ground and blasted the broken and broken body into the air.

Thousands of lives passed away within a second, and the distance between the two parties had been narrowed enough to see each other clearly.

The crowded basilisk rushed to Ouke's battle with an indomitable momentum, and cruel hand-to-hand combat broke out in the muddy swamp.

The aboriginals of the swamp ran into this destructive force head-on. The short spear and the battle axe intersected, making a deafening giant, followed by the sound of the sharp blade tearing the flesh, and the basilisk in the first few rows was almost He was overwhelmed by the huge potential energy in an instant, and died tragically under the trampling of a knife and axe and Ouke's iron boots in the next second, like being run over by a heavy cavalry draped all over.

The twisted corpse was stepped deep into the mud, and Shabal squeezed out from the center of the battle while driving the Skug behemoth, like a meteor hammer thrown out with all his strength, and slammed into the deepest part of the basilisk formation.

"Kill! Burn them out!!"

While the giant beast overwhelmed the disgusting scaly monsters one by one, Shabal's left hand also spewed a hot pillar of fire, igniting piles of basilisks.

These monsters seem to be particularly afraid of flames, and immediately after being ignited, they will violently twist and twitch, and their companions will quickly move away from it. Shabal leaned close to him and dispelled all the enemies around him.

Just when he was burning well, a chill came. He looked up and found a dozen ice cones and pucks flying towards him. Shabal instinctively jumped down and landed on him. At that moment, the roaring behemoth stopped all activities and turned into a huge shiny ice sculpture.

The landed Shabal rolled in a circle, his body was covered with mud. He caught a glimpse of two big blue guys rushing towards him, and took the opportunity to raise the machete in his right hand to the first enemy to arrive. Before slashing a blow, it opened its stomach, and its intestines and other internal organs rushed to the ground.

Another blue-scaled basilisk raised the halberd in his hand. Shabal didn’t give the opponent a chance. As he stood up sharply, he blocked the opponent’s stabbing with the protective gear of his left arm, and the machete deepened from his shoulder. Smashed into the opponent's chest.

More basilisks surged up, and Shabal kicked the corpse out of the machete forcefully, and this time all the seven or eight enemies in front were knocked to the ground. Before they could stand up, a hot tongue licked them greedily. The body, turning them into strips of burning worms that are twisting.

But the basilisks did not stop attacking. After being forced back by the flames, they opened their mouths one after another, dragged their jaws to their chests, and their slender fangs rolled out from their gums.

When Shabal saw this, he flashed to the right. As soon as he moved his body, dozens of fishy venom sprayed out and splashed on the place where he was standing. A pungent blue smoke immediately rose from the muddy ground. , Showing the fierceness of these venoms.

"Boss!! I'm here!!!"

At this moment, his heavy guards have finally arrived, accompanied by a small number of Skug Cavalry. Although they are the one who was attacked, these restless cavalry are still unwilling to lag behind, directly from the Basilisk. A channel was forcibly cut out in the array to cover the reloaded Burning Boys who broke into the front line.

With support, Shabal finally let go, and he started his own counterattack.

That is an absolutely unimaginable scene. The offensive jointly launched by nearly a thousand Shaoshao boys is like a storm woven by flames. The turbulent wall of fire advances all the way, engulfing everything encountered on the road, even the puddles on the ground. Boiling at such a high temperature, not to mention those basilisks who are afraid of fire.

The cone of ice rising into the air was softened by the high temperature before it flew out, and the ice puck turned into a puddle of clear water in mid-air.

The battlefield has been stained with blood in a weird color, blood from both sides, but the basilisks are slowly at a disadvantage. Although they continue to gush from the mud pits everywhere, they do not have an overwhelming advantage in the number of rounds. In terms of combat skills, the Oukes crushed them with pure violent attainments.

Ouke can maintain the enthusiasm for fighting in the face of death and adversity, grasp the smallest weakness of the enemy to reverse the situation. When a basilisk's initial fatigue is blocked by a piece of iron, the blade of revenge will immediately drop. , Smash the flesh and the head into pieces together.

The swamp is transforming into a slaughterhouse, and as long as time permits, the Oukes will not allow a living enemy to leave their sight.

The fierce battle naturally attracted the attention of other legions. According to Guk’s previous plan, the Black Fire Legion was followed by Mogdrogen’s Twin Snake Legion, but its leader did not know why he ran to the wasteland a few days ago. The hinterland is gone, and now this legion is led by several leaders under Mogdrogen.

After they heard the shouting and killing in front of them, they immediately gathered together and made a decision in the shortest time using quarrels and fists.

"kill!!"

The huge barbarian army quickly dispersed into two groups, bypassing the edge of the battlefield, and directly inserted into the center of the battle group from the two wings.

Enveloping a strong wild aura, they control all kinds of beasts, lead a group of combative farts, and without any prior long-range strikes, brandishing huge and crude weapons, they rushed straight into the snake tide. , Grind them all the way into the mud.

The huge enemies that suddenly joined finally shook the basilisks' determination. Their deadly venom had nothing to do with these guys. Although there were still a steady stream of basilisks joining in all over the swamp, the only way to continue fighting was to grind the flesh and blood. The scale of expansion.

Several huge blue-scaled basilisks gathered together, and they made a hissing noise, as if they were discussing.

It took a while before they separated, and then the huge group of snakes began to fall apart, but don’t think that this was a collapse. They evacuated the battlefield in batches very regularly. They have an absolute speed advantage in the muddy swamp, thick fog. It is also the best cover.

WAAAAAGH! ! !

A thunderous roar sounded, and all the boys present immediately became energetic-the king is coming.

A huge shadow emerged in the thick fog in the distance. The chirp generated by trampling on the mud was enough to make people believe that it must be a big guy. The retreat speed of the basilisks suddenly accelerated, and many more flexible even went straight into it. Back in the mud pit when he came, leaving behind a group of Ouke who was annoyed but helpless.

The originally crowded battlefield suddenly became loose, some of the boys continued to chase deep into the swamp, and some remained in place, dragging the undead Ouke out of the mire, and trampling to death the panting basilisks. .

Shabal’s knife was inserted into the chest of a blue-scaled basilisk. He stepped on the triangular face with one foot, pulled out his weapon with force, and brought out a burst of blood mixed with mucus and internal organs. .

The dark red behemoth broke through the entangled mist and appeared on the edge of the battlefield. The boys shouted and greeted, but after a glance at the boundless sea of ​​dead blood, Gu Ke fixed his gaze on the person who was standing where he was breathing. On Shabal.

"Shabal!"

Hearing Guk calling himself, the new warlord immediately shook his arms and walked all the way to the front of Dahei Mountain, raising his head and looking up at the white king.

"It's the boss."

"What are these?"

"I don't understand, Boss, he suddenly ran out, looks like a snake, and can drill in the mud."

"I take a look."

Guk jumped off Daheishan, then picked up a fairly intact corpse, and examined it carefully.