Ayss Domination

boom!

The dull loud noise echoed on the battlefield.

Accompanied by the desolate horn sound, the half-orcs swarmed up like a tide, and the entire city wall had become a bloody ground.Primitive and wild advances attacked the ancient city walls time and time again, and the silhouettes of the abyssal wolves shuttled through the formation of half-orcs. They jumped at a high speed, looking for the opportunity to cut into the fight at any time.These extremely agile enemies have brought huge casualties to the half-elves, because they can climb more than ten meters high walls with bare hands.

"Milan!"

A husky roar came, and then he saw a middle-aged man covered in blood and flesh rushing over with a heavy hammer in one hand. He picked up the warhammer and smashed an orc who was climbing on the wall, and then quickly turned towards He rushed over here and roared: "Are you crazy? What are you doing here? Hurry up!"

"Go take care of those women and children!...This is not where you should be!..."

bump.

Another strong orc climbed up. The middle-aged man picked up an iron shield and slammed into it. In an instant he knocked the enemy four or five meters away, and then fell to the ground with a thump from the city wall. He was already dead to death. Up.

"Go!"

The middle-aged man looked at the little girl in front of him. Days of frenzied fighting made his eyes bloodshot, and his highly tense spirit and will did not notice the abnormal condition of the little girl at the moment.He stretched out his palm to catch the little girl in front of him, and then directly held her under the wall. The situation on the battlefield has become more and more difficult. At this time, there is no spare energy to take care of a little girl. She stays here. It will only add chaos.

"Ok?"

Facing the middle-aged man walking in front of her, the little girl frowned slightly on her beautiful face. She moved her feet and turned around lightly, and then passed him by her shoulders, not even her sleeves were stained. To.

"Huh?" The middle-aged man stood there in astonishment.

His hands were empty, he didn't even touch the corners of the little girl's clothes. All her actions just now were so fluent, revealing surprisingly sensitive skills invisibly.

Milan did not look back.

The middle-aged man behind him is just a priest who has lost his magic, and it is not worth attracting her attention now, and wasting her precious time.

Because these times are all exchanged for psionic energy!

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"Roar!"

A wild roar sounded, and an armored half-orc warrior rushed up the city wall, and a beautiful white figure appeared in its sight. It was a beautiful young girl wearing a pure white dress, just like a flower. A holy lotus blooms on the battlefield filled with blood.This pure white color was so striking on the blood-filled battlefield, it pierced the blood-red pupils of the orc warrior in an instant, so it gave a low growl without hesitation, waved its sword and slashed.

Its madness makes it want to wither this pure lotus-like beauty, and let the scarlet blood flow in a piece of white snow.

Clang!

With a single tap of the snow-white toes, Milan’s figure danced like a butterfly, passing by a half-elf defender in an instant, and a long and narrow elven scimitar appeared in her palm at the next moment. Her figure did not After a slight pause, he passed by the orc warrior in front of him in an instant, the cold light of the knife cut through the air, and then time froze at this moment.

thump.

Very clear sound of falling to the ground.

A head fell to the ground, and the headless corpse of the orc warrior slowly fell, blood gushing out frantically, but not even a drop stuck to Milan's pure white dress.

Her figure is jumping on the wall, like a butterfly flying gracefully!

this moment.

The sight of the entire battlefield was attracted by this white figure, and countless people in the fight saw her presence.

courage.

Her presence seemed to have awakened the courage of the soldiers, and even when they were extremely tired, they still burst out with a force of strength, forcibly repelling the enemy's attack.

Roar!

There was a crazy growl.

The figure of the abyssal jackal flew up from the corner of the wall. These powerful monsters with blood-red pupils noticed the existence of the little girl. They rushed from all directions, as if black shadows swept past, and rushed towards. The little girl in front of her wanted to behead the only white light on this battlefield!

"Humph!"

Facing the abyssal jackals rushing in all directions, the little girl's mouth showed a sneer smile, her white toes lightly hooked, and the second elven scimitar fell into her palm.

Clang!

Crisp metal interlocking sound.

Milan's figure flew up in an instant, the whole person spinning at high speed, the double knives turned into the cold light in the sky, the snow-white dress made her look like a flying butterfly, rushing out of the black shadows in an instant, her figure was in Passing in the air, there were blood drops falling from the blade in the air. Behind her was the sound of plops, and the corpses of the abyssal wolves fell directly from the air.

clang.

The little girl fell to the ground gently, she frowned and glanced at the Elf Scimitar that was already curled in her hand, and threw it away casually.

Weapons are scattered all over the battlefield.

She glanced at the others coldly, and instantly found two scimitars again, and then her figure turned into a white afterimage and flew across the sky, and a series of cold and merciless knife lights emerged in the white After the figure, there were the corpses of half-orcs and jackals.

All were killed by a single blow!

No enemy can hold on more than one move in her hands, even the Abyssal Jackal cannot hold on for more than a second!

The battlefield was silent.

The figure of Milan leaped over the wall in this way, killing hundreds of orcs and jackals at once.

The half-orcs' offensive was stopped instantly.

With the sound of the desolate horn, the frantically attacking half-orcs retreated like a tide.

A burst of cheers sounded.

When the enemies in front of them all retreated from the wall, the surviving half-elf warriors could not help but cheer.

………………

Boom!Boom!Boom!

The dull sound of war drums came from behind the half-orcs. The frenzied drumbeat seemed to have strangled the throats of all the half-elf warriors in an instant, forcibly causing them to stop cheering, and looked nervously at the half-orcs. rear.A team of half-orcs separated like a tide. Accompanied by the increasingly violent and frantic drums of war, a huge monster apparently of the blood of the Earth Dragon appeared.It has thick dragon horns, a huge body, strong limbs, and a hard dragon skin.

The old figure of the orc priest appeared!

Eugene stood on the huge dragon beast, holding a bone war spear in his hand, which smeared his face with powder ground from the ashes of his tribe, leaving his chest covered with numerous scars.

The memory seems to have returned to the winter of that year.

In that cold and snow-covered season, it was so naked and clenched its war spear to face the frost giants that threatened the survival of the tribe!

Roar!

It let out a roar.

The old body could not conceal the power it possessed. Eugene stared at the battlefield in front of him and roared: "For the tribe! For the Sabretooth clan! For our children and grandchildren!!!"

Hum.

The bone war spear pierced the air. When Eugene pointed at the blood-filled wall in front of him, countless orcs roared wildly. They clenched their crude weapons, hammered their chests hard, and attacked the accumulated madness for days. Tiredness turned into violent courage.

"Eugene! Sabretooth! Eugene! Sabretooth!"

Countless orcs frantically called Eugene's name and rushed to the battlefield with blood red eyes!

Cold, hunger, death.

This is a battle that will determine the fate of half-orcs for hundreds of years!

Ever since this land was taken by the half-elves and the half-orcs clan was expelled to the cold barren land, the shadow of hunger and death has been hanging over them.

but!

The orcs did not fall because of this, nor did they fail.

Because they have'Eugene'!

The greatest Orc leader ever!

It leads the tribe to open up the wild northwest, and it travels the mainland alone to find a way to make the Bladetooth clan stronger and stronger!It unites all half-orcs with fraternity and tolerance!It treats its enemies cruelly and ruthlessly, but treats its tribesmen as if it treats its own children, always revealing pity and sadness in its eyes!It slaughtered the winter wolves in the cold ice and snow, it entered the death swamp alone and killed the black dragon, it beheaded their king under the siege of the frost giants!

It propped up the backbone of the Bladetooth clan with its old back!

It has never married a wife or children, and has no spouse. It is just such an old half-orc shaman. The first thing it does after leading the tribe to defeat the half-elf army is not to celebrate victory, but to kneel on the ground. Kiss the black fertile ground under your feet.

It is'Eugene-War Spear'!

It is the backbone of the orcs, the hope of the orcs, the true chief of the orcs!

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