The Mythical Races I Created

　　 Three horn-toothed orc heavy cavalry, galloping out from the orc base, flying flags and dust.

　　 The banner of the banner is painted with a wooden cup used by the creation spirit to sign a contract with the orc prophet.

　　 This wooden cup is considered by the orcs to be the original totem and the thing that best represents the divine will of the Father.

　　 They think that using this kind of flag can win every battle.

　　 The three teams were separated under the command of Dillon, and their target was the largest city in the lowlands [Cocillins].

　　 Dillon carried the white horse totem and the Tyrannosaurus totem, sitting on the back of the specially domesticated mount dinosaur Ceratodon, beating the white horse totem, singing the shaman's religious ballads, and using god-given riding skills on them.

　　 The white aura of nothingness flashed, and the spirit of the ancestors inside the white horse totem shrouded all the cavalry.

　　 Under this shaman spell, all orcs can obtain the legendary riding state within one hour.

　　 This is the main reason for the ferocity of the orc cavalry.

　　Dillon told them.

　　 "According to the plan, we can grab what we need."

　　 "Attention, this time the opponent is not a druid, we don't need to avoid any bushes."

　　 "But if it is a wizard team, the opponent's combined spell attack will definitely be more fierce."

　　 More than a thousand orc cavalry responded in unison, their voices mighty and powerful.

"Yes."

　　 After the three teams separated, they galloped to follow the predetermined route.

　　 When a team experienced halfway through the route, dozens of fireballs appeared in front of them, and even the sky was scorched hot by these fireballs.

　　The leading orc knight played a semaphore.

　　 All the orc knights behind him grabbed the neck of the ceratodon, causing the ceratodon to have a slender and solid body, suddenly sliding sideways while advancing at high speed, sliding against the ground out of the range covered by the fireball.

　　 avoided the first round of attacks in this surprising way.

　　 This is legendary riding.

　　 These orcs are the best knights galloping the world at this moment.

　　 "Enemy attack."

　　 "Our plan is exposed."

　　 "The elves ambush us here a long time ago."

　　 The next moment, the extreme ice magic hit, several orc knights were directly frozen into ice men, and then they were blasted to pieces by the fireball.

　　 Fifty elven wizards appeared in front of this road.

　　 The orc knights were shocked, and the elves had already been ambushing their path.

　　The leading orc knight played a semaphore. "retreat."

　　 Ceratodon was advancing at high speed, turning at a right angle and changing direction without stopping. Its tail swept through the dirt and stones, raising a lot of dust.

　　 This flexible mobility is exactly the reason why the orc cavalry is so powerful.

　　 Three hundred orc knights, unwilling to confront the Elf Wizards.

　　 The cavalry directed at the artillery is too nonsense.

　　The spells cast by the elves generally have an effective range of about one kilometer, and the farthest distance is two kilometers.

　　 This distance exceeds the effective distance of the orcs' bows and arrows.

　　 Therefore, they must retreat.

　　 But a hundred elven wizards also appeared in the back, the earth rumbling, and pits were created by them with earth magic.

　　 The flat road ahead is bumpy at the moment, making it extremely unsuitable for a mount to run.

　　 The orc knights, under the blessing of the ancestral spirit.

　　 But the other party is just to delay them.

　　 During this time, the opponent has used ice magic to create a five-meter-high ice wall to prevent the orc cavalry from breaking through.

　　 The orc cavalry leader ordered the team to turn back, but there were also fifty elves behind them shooting [Seven Star Fireball] spells.

　　 Now, the three orc teams are all in the same situation.

　　 On three roads, three teams, all surrounded by elves.

　　On the shortest route, Severu personally led the team. He looked at the pterosaur-winged felt hat representing the chief among the orc cavalry trapped by the two elven forces.

　　 He smiled slightly.

　　 Severus thought, he won.

　　 The orc that Berrick could not catch, he caught it.

　　After the orc is solved, he will fight the worms, and then he will be able to ascend to the throne and become a hero like Augustus.

　　 At that time, he would become the favorite spirit of God the Father.

　　 And these orcs in front of them, once caught, will be executed immediately.

　　 He said loudly to the three hundred orc cavalry and the strong orc chief wearing a pterodactyl feather felt hat: "Dillon, have mercy on your outcasts who have betrayed the kingdom and the Father God."

　　 "If you don't want to make unnecessary sacrifices again, just jump off your mount and hand over all your totems."

　　 "Abandon your weapons and surrender to us, so that I might only kill you an orc and forgive the other rebellious orcs."

　　 "You think about it."

　　 "This is my last kindness."

　　 Severu used his eyes and ordered the adjutant to pass the order.

　　 There are two hundred elves on this road, fifty more than other places, precisely because he knows that Dillon will definitely take this road.

　　 Two hundred elves are preparing for the [Seven Star Fireball] curse.

　　 They are to deter the orcs.

　　 On the other side, the orc cavalry formed a charging formation without any consideration.

　　How can it be possible to surrender?

　　 The orcs have no way to die except to die in battle!

　　 Death in battle is a glorious thing among the orcs.

　　 For them, death is just the beginning of another great journey.

　　 The three hundred orc cavalry inspires the personal totems they carry. They are all common totems of ordinary quality, which were made during this year.

　　 The effect is not very strong, but it can increase some physique. Each totem has a different effect, and it can increase the physique by 15% on average.

　　 Orcs are already extremely powerful, and with these totems, they are even more powerful.

　　 The orc wearing the chief's felt hat slapped the totem behind him, and a white giant-like phantom rose from behind him.

　　The spirit of the ancestors!

　　 This is a tribal totem. Like the White Horse Totem, the effect is not for individuals, but for all troops.

　　 "Acceleration."

　　 The white spirit of the ancestors blows across the battlefield like the wind in the north, blessing every orc and their mounts, making the elves a little jealous.

　　 A group of orc cavalry rides on a ceratodon, wields a heavy giant hammer in their hands, sings shaman songs praising the spirit of creation and the spirit of ancestors, and rushes towards the enemy.

　　Music can help them use the totem to the maximum effect.

　　 With the legendary riding skills and the acceleration technique that increases the speed by 50%, they passed through the narrow safety zone in dense fireball bombardment, rushing towards the enemy under magic bombardment like a hurricane.

　　 Of course, some orcs were hit by the fireball, and they turned their backs on their horses. Some of the fallen orcs died in the fireball bombardment. Fortunately, some of them got up and continued waving their hammers towards the elves.

　　 In the hot sunshine at noon, the elves and the orcs fought together.

　　Severu didn't even think that even the trapped beasts would actually arouse the idea of ​​desperate death.

　　 These orcs are not afraid of death at all, but honor death in battle.

　　 This reminded Severus a few words.

　　Iron and blood!

Orcs are constantly being killed by several fireballs, but there are also orcs who successfully jumped over the ice wall, or smashed the ice wall, and then swung a hammer against the wizard’s magic shield. That huge power is under the blessing of the totem power. More terrifying.

An orc knight riding a ceratodon, passing through the gap of the fireball in the sky, jumped over the ice wall, and then the ceratodon stepped on the top of the ice wall and jumped down. The hammer in his hand was like a magic soldier. Smashed down suddenly.

　　 The average strength of the orcs can lift two big horned rhinosaurus. Their charge energy + arm strength + swinging giant hammer carries a huge amount of kinetic energy, and an elf's spell barrier was smashed into gaps.

　　 The elf was dumbfounded, and the next moment the orc knight frantically smashed it with a hammer again, smashing the spell barrier like an eggshell.

　　"Blade of Ice."

　　 The elf waved and summoned an ice blade and pierced the orc's abdomen, trying to force the orc back, so that the two of them moved apart.

　　 The orc did not evade, even though the ice blade pierced his abdomen, the hammer in his hand was still swung over and hit the elf's arm.

　　 He wants to die together!

　　 "The fluctuation of water."

　　 The next moment, he was rushed out by the helpless wizard with water magic.

　　 The elf and the orc were simultaneously caught in the waves of the wave of water and fell in two different directions.

　　 In a short handover, the orc cavalry finally rushed out of the encirclement by virtue of being not afraid of death, high mobility and strong physical strength.

　　 They did kill about a hundred people, but another two hundred people were completely surrounded and left, and they even severely injured a dozen elves.

　　 has an impressive record.

　　 The orcs nowadays are not the same as the pigmen in the past.

　　 Severus had a sullen face. He swung two ice blades and pierced the two thighs of the orc wearing the chief's felt hat to restrict his movement.

　　 Then, an ice sword pierced the orc's abdomen.

　　 The orc dangled his hair and snarled angrily on his back. "What? Severus, don't you dare to approach me?"

　　 "Fight with me."

　　 "It's ugly, Dillon." Severus was shocked by the orc's combat power, how much time has passed since then. "You lose, Chief."

　　 "It's okay if I can keep you."

　　 "Ho **** ho ho..." The orc confined by ice magic, his limbs flexed and roared, he actually shattered the ice blade and attacked Severus, revealing his face at the same time.

　　 That face was full of wildness, but it was definitely not...Dillon's face.

　　 Severus retreats quickly and casts arcane imprisonment at the same time, which will imprison the orc who is about to smash him in place.

　　 This strange orc constantly blasted the arcane imprisonment, making Severus struggle to maintain the magic.

　　 Severus looked at him blankly and said, "You are not Dillon?"

　　 "Where is Dillon?"

　　 "What about others?"

　　 "Then who are you? This road is the best offensive route. Dillon should lead his guards to attack from this road. My calculation..."

　　 The orc roared. "Come and fight with me, coward. My chief has arrived in your city a long time ago. He has already breached the city and plundered all your food and medicine. Those who can't be taken away must be burned in a fire. Hahahahaha..."

　　 "According to the current time, he has already taken a long distance from another path."

　　 "You don't have to think about anything else."

　　 "Come... and fight with me, Severu..."

　　 At this moment, Severus's face is pale~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The surrounding adjutants even dare not look at his furious eyes.

　　 Severus was silently black and silent.

　　 He actually lost strategically.

　　 still lost to the orcs.

　　The orcs who have been caught in Severus’ trap are all things Dillon put on the surface, but Dillon’s real purpose is to tune the tiger away from the mountain.

　　Dillon attacked the unguarded lowland capital long ago when he besieged these bright troops.

　　 The cavalry siege was at a loss, but no one thought that Dillon would win the siege battle before the winter in this way.

　　 "I swear to Father God, I will smash your corpse!"

　　 "Dillon."

　　 Severus looked towards the far west and roared.

　　……

　　 Temporary fortress in the south of the plateau, Pericles read the letter, and suddenly chuckled. He said to the little apprentice, “If you don’t do some things by yourself, you won’t know that things are difficult to do.”

　　 "Severu should know by now, Dillon is great."

　　 "You need to add another fire before he can retreat himself."

　　 "Severu is a good general, but he is definitely not a qualified commander."

　　 "His art of warfare is like an intricate clock and watch. It fits seamlessly without the slightest omission. It is a pity that he is not good at dealing with enemies who do not play cards according to common sense."

　　 "If he becomes the Elf King, the Elf Kingdom will really become an illegal organization established by a small number of elves."

　　 "Father, no matter how difficult the road ahead, I will complete the task you gave me. Even if I don't have an army, my wisdom and knowledge are my best army."

　　 The little elf who sorted out the letters to the teacher suddenly felt scared.

　　 Actually everything is in the teacher's plan.