Blood! This hot and bright red almost blinded Feng Wumeng's eyes.【.】

The roars and roars of the orcs, the screams they were torn apart by the extremely sharp sword in their hands and the sound of bones being cut open, mixed with Feng Wumeng's ears.

Feeling that he became extremely sensitive in this blood-colored world. Even if Feng Wumeng closed his eyes gently, he could still feel the movements of the monsters who were pounced on him! Time seemed to have become slow, but his movements became more flexible and flexible while waving the sword again and again.

It was not until the unknown crisis that Feng Wumeng suddenly woke up from that wonderful realm.

"Wu Meng, you idiot! Those guys are here!" Zhang Hao held up the horse-slaying sabre and blessed Feng Wumeng with a holy light technique. At the same time, he knocked away a wolf cavalry rushing towards him and shouted loudly at Feng Wumeng: "You are rushing too far forward!"

"kindness?"

Feng Wumeng woke up from the mysterious world at once.

Suddenly, Feng Wumeng was sweating profusely.

However, deep in my heart, Feng Wumeng moved in her heart, as if she felt the wonderful feeling just now, an opportunity to break through the limiting realm!

He and Zhang Hao were fighting with the orcs as spies today, but he didn't expect that after the two sides started fighting, they actually attracted all the scattered soldiers and roaming around him. As a result, a seemingly ordinary contest turned into a large-scale group fight, and then they were greatly upgraded to the point of a battle.

Whether it was the army of the Divine Selected Army or the army of 30,000 orcs from the Black Iron City, they had already arranged their formations and occupied one side and stood up.

Feng Wumeng saw the army glaring at him not far away, and couldn't help but smile a little strangely, and then turned around and left. He was not stupid, but he had no intention of actually having a Spartan 300 battle plan.

Shortly after the two sides confronted each other, the storm suddenly fell on the positions of both sides.

"Carlos, Carlos!"

The orcs in the Black Iron City cheered loudly and howled in the rain, and their morale and morale were filled to the peak.

However, the backbone in the eyes of most orcs, the strong and powerful Niu Da, the warrior who was favored by God, shook his head and refused the request of several generals.

As for the reason, Niu Da is sufficient, that is, the rain is too heavy. Although it limits the opponent's long-range weapons, it makes the road difficult to move. The army is slow to move, which is not conducive to leveraging the advantage of the number of people. It may also encounter ambush by cunning humans.

As an impulsive wolf cavalry stepped on the landmines of the Gods' Chosen, causing a series of explosions, Niu Da's foresight was immediately praised by the generals, but they did not know that under Niu Da's deception, the Gods' Chosen, Lin Tian's side were able to set up formations calmly, dig tunnels and hold watchtowers, and build city defenses under the rain.

After more than an hour, after the rain mocked him, the orcs in Black Iron City, even the stupid guys, realized something was wrong.

The human force ahead of them seemed to have many buildings and what were the tunnels doing?

"Hmph, the tricks of the devil will eventually disappear under the glory of Carlos!"

The Taurus warrior Niu raised his axe and whistled.

As the orcs in the Black Iron City moved in unison, many generals had to follow the trend, despite their doubts.

Under Niu Da’s deception, the orcs in Hei Iron City had no idea what they had missed just now!

Lin Tian’s Divine Selected Army has already arranged fortifications.

Outside the ditch more than one meter deep, there were arrow towers and forts unique to the magical human race. In the ditch, in addition to landmines and other traps, some beast tribe bunkers were arranged inside.

These bunkers are silver-level fortresses, with intimidating spikes that can stab invading enemies, and the internal space can accommodate about 3-4 people inside, operating a powerful crossbow to shoot.

In addition, the moon elves' moon wheel car and the beast tribe's catapult car are also well arranged, and you can strike a storm and storm at any time.

Of course, among them, the backbone of them is the Divine Selected Army that Lin Tian deliberately trained. These elite warriors were able to remain calm after experiencing the barbarian war, facing the orcs.

As the captain of the Dragon Gun Team, Feng Wumeng was arranged on the front line.

He held a five-meter-long spear forged with fine iron in both hands and issued a loud slogan, causing the entire dragon spear formation composed of a thousand people to fine-tune with the charge of the orcs.

These dragon spear soldiers can be regarded as an attempt by the God-Selected Ones to improve their troops in another world.

The dragon spearmen are not of any kind of military service in the Magic series. As a phalanx spearmen, each of them is a strong man over 1.8 meters tall. With the help of a lot of training and sufficient moon water, they have awakened the power of thought qi, and each of them can easily wear that amazing piece of equipment.

The thick full-body armor cover from the Knight is the standard suit for these dragon spearmen.

At the same time, in order to ensure defense, these dragon spearmen even equipped with a set of inner armor and a dark blue cloak.

The inner armor comes from the bright silver breastplate of the dwarf musketeer, which can resist the impact very well, and the cloak comes from the magic destroyers, which makes these dragon spearmen have a certain resistance to magic.

After experiments, Lin Tian knew that the Dragon Spearmen were enough to withstand a full-strength attack of an innate primary level strongman without being seriously injured in the defensive posture.

Such defense is enough to make most ordinary orcs cry.

"Stay ~~!"

Feng Wumeng held the spear tightly, looked at the orcs getting closer and closer, and felt the vibration of the ground, he shouted loudly to prevent anyone from making mistakes and destroying the formation of the square formation.

"Bang!"

Niu Da ran at the front of the orcs. He first approached the square formation, then looked confused and stopped in front of the gun.

The leader of the gods suddenly stopped, and the orcs behind them could be said to be more at a loss.

But this is the battlefield, and the front row soldiers dare not stop rashly, otherwise they would have to be pushed to the ground by their companions behind them and then trampled to death.

But with this, the orcs were undoubtedly invisibly defeated in awe!

Seeing the orcs declining momentum, Feng Wumeng glanced at the big bull and suppressed the doubts in his heart. Feng Wumeng opened his mouth and deeply exhaled a deep breath of turbid air, gathered in his mouth with his thoughts, making a roar that shook the sky:

"kill!"

As soon as he roared out, a row of five-meter long spears swarmed out, directly inserting the orcs in the front row into meat skewers.

Before the first row of five-meter spears escaped from the orc's wound, the spears in the back row had already stabbed out.

puff!

An orc held the handle of the gun on his chest in both hands. He was about to fight back dyingly, but he saw a silver light flashing in front of him, and a long spear penetrated his eyes.

Suddenly, the orc's powerful arms shook and drooped, and then, as the first row of spears broke away from the orcs, the sound of falling bodies was endless.

"These humans... are so strong!"

The orcs were all amazed, and never expected that the charges of themselves and others would be splashed and broken like rivers hitting rocks.

"Flying Axe! Flying Axe!"

A group of werewolf screamed, awakening the colleagues behind him, and rows of flying axes flew out and hit the dragon spearmen.

The sound of dinging sounds was endless. Except for the flying axes of several level 6 werewolf powerhouses, most of the attacks were blocked by the thick armor of the dragon spearmen!

"Damn, is this still human?"

Several werewolf strong men showed an angry expression: "Compared with their pretentious behavior, we are just a group of beggars!"

"Beggar? You're not even as good as beggars." A werewolf strong man said bitterly. He had just thrown out the flying axe, but he didn't expect that after the axe broke through the opponent's outer armor, it stuck on the opponent's inner armor. The enemy just took a step back and returned to normal, and pierced through the skull of a tiger man in one breath.

But he didn't know that the unlucky human was Feng Wumeng. After Feng Wumeng was injured on his shoulder, he also put away his last touch of playing and focused on preventing the next wave of orc attacks.

"Ao~!"

At a high altitude, the owl of the priestess of the moon, Teresa, flew over the entire orc army formation. Before the second wave of flying axe attack began, the area where the orc masters were located was exposed.

As Lin Tian nodded slightly, the long-range troops who had been ready to go began to roar.

"boom!"

A volley shot was 30 napalm bombs that looked like fire meteors, sliding beautifully, and hitting the orc army formation.

At the same time, 30 moon wheelers also popped up arc-shaped moon blades, turning into lights, and slashed into the camp of those flying axe drivers.

The largest long-range strike force, the longbowmen of the Divine Selected Army led by Li Lingyu, all pulled their longbows and shot a rain of arrows.

These arrow rains combined with the attacks of the arrow tower and the turret are more powerful than those created by the catapult cart and the moon wheel cart!

After all, the long-range power of the God-Selected Ones has reached more than 7,000 people, and this number alone is enough to submerge many orc powerhouses.

"Boom, boom!"

In an instant, with the explosion of napalm bombs, the orc army immediately turned into a sea of ​​fire, and countless orcs shouted in harsh pain.

Niu Da was hit by a rocket and his whole body was bathed in the fire.

He just stood up and raised his axe and howled again. While his voice was like thunder, his body shook for a moment and fell to the ground.

It turned out that Niu Da became the target of a team of God-Selected Ones. Each of the God-Selected Ones who exist as snipers had powerful long-range strike power and took action together, and in just a moment, they wiped out Niu Da who was deliberately undefensive.

After Niu Da, a powerful man who was the spiritual leader of the Black Iron City, fell down suddenly, it did not cause too much panic among the orcs.

After all, these orcs have seen many of the great benefactor Niu Da’s abilities. They know that this Taurus warrior is Carlos’s son and has a true immortal body!

The immortal god-wives warrior stands on his side. Even if the enemy knocks him down many times, what if? Victory will definitely belong to the orcs in Black Iron City!

Driven by such thoughts, the orcs crossed the ox's corpse and roared and rushed to the front.

The dragon spearmen in the first row gradually suffered casualties, but during this period of confrontation, the entire square formation of the dragon spearmen began to slowly retreat and retreat to the first ditch.

Some orcs tried to pursue the victory, but they didn't expect that as soon as they approached the ditch, they saw countless disc-shaped objects suddenly appearing on the soil near the ditch, approaching them quickly, and they would suddenly burst out as soon as they collided. Although one or two could not kill the lives of the strong orc warriors, the number of them increased, but they also made the orcs very worried.

By the time the aftermath of the explosion passed, the dragon spearmen had already passed the ditches and re-formed the formation and waited for them.

This time, their formation and many half-meter-high walls, ground thorn fortresses and arrow towers were constructed. Just by the eyes, many strong people among the orcs could secretly feel worried.

The orcs were trapped in a muddy battle, which made some strong orcs hesitate one by one.

"It was obviously a field battle, but it turned into a tough battle. Well! We should probably retreat first."

"30,000 orcs fight against more than 10,000 humans, but they are going to retreat?" A tauren waved his axe and roared: "We have the God-Grace Warriors, and we will surely win!"

"Not every orc is immortal..." The orcs who spoke hope to retreat took a look, ignored the fanatical taurens and went to die, and they all spontaneously stopped.

As these orcs stopped, the orcs on the front line were immediately counterattacked by the divine candidates who had greatly reduced pressure, and suffered heavy casualties.
To be continued...