The elves' martial arts are unfathomable, while the orcs are much more straightforward and will only use one trick. Therefore, when the ghouls take advantage of the night, even if they are at an absolute disadvantage in number, the orcs gather around Zhao Mai and say, "Captain, how can we do them?"

"Go to the entrance of the underground fortress, let's kill them there!" Zhao Mai waved his hand and said to the orc who was still confused: "You all count how many ghouls you have killed. I will give you some dwarfs' spirits to you in the top ten!"

"Dwarf's spirit!" the orcs shouted excitedly, and had automatically ignored the fact that they retreated first and then held on, and happily accepted Zhao Mai's order. They stood shoulder to shoulder and took advantage of this last time to ask each other for the tips of counting, trying to make themselves count more and make others count less.

The army of zombies and ghosts had appeared outside the settlement and surrounded it from three directions. The west side seemed safe, but if you really retreated in that direction, you would definitely be caught up and killed by the tireless army of undead. Many settlements had died under this tactic before, and Zhao Mai had seen it through the monitoring insects, so he would definitely not repeat the same mistakes.

Zhao Mai was the last to retreat into the underground fortress, pulling the heavy rock, and closing the entrance halfway. The ghoul had already pounced on him at this time. It seemed terrible to open his teeth and claws, but how could the big rock blocking the road be afraid of this? Zhao Mai used his hand to kill the ghoul, killing and retreating. When he arrived in the corridor, the spears protruded from the cracks on the walls on both sides were used to kill.

The ghoul obeyed the orders of the goblins, and the undead legion was accompanied by the magic power that filled the air. The goblins' eyes followed the ghouls all the way to the underground fortress as the ghouls advanced. However, the orcs caused a large amount of damage with the help of the geese, and stopped the ghoul's offensive in the corridors and the city. The surveillance magic was blocked here and could no longer go deeper.

The world consciousness attaches great importance to the concept of territory, which is very similar to the realm of God. In the fortress is the territory of the Blackfoot settlement, which is also the location of the collective will of this settlement, so it will naturally prevent the goblin from spying. This is different from the empty wilderness outside, where the gaze that is wandering around there is no preferential treatment here.

The ghouls cannot expand their formation in the corridor, and their only numerical advantage is offset, so they are constantly killed. The bodies pile up higher and higher, making the corridor narrower and narrower. They can scratch the corpses in front with their claws, dig out the passage and push them again, but they still end up being stabbed to death.

What the orcs lose is just weapons, which can't be pulled out in the body of the ghoul, or the wooden pole is bitten by the enemy. The ghoul also wants to use its claws to open the attack hole and drill in, but in the end it only leaves the claws that were cut and chopped. The heavy iron gate seals the way forward. After reinforcement with wood and stones, if you want to break it, you must have heavy weapons such as siege hammers. But how can ghouls have such weapons?

The defense can use the two sides of the channel to enter the room to launch an attack, and when you are tired, you can change shifts. This kind of work can be carried out, whether it is a man, a woman, a young or a young person. There are really orcs and children brought by their mothers to experience the first face-to-face battle in their lives, grab the spear and poke it hard, and feel the feel of the spear tip piercing the body. These orcs and children shouted excitedly, and they will be good warriors in the future!

The ghoul completely covered the black foot settlement and then began to destroy it. From this move, we can see that the goblins' goal is very obvious, which is to destroy Zhao Mai's territory. They seemed to search and try every means to try to drill into the fortress from other places. However, this attempt was completely futile. Zhao Mai didn't have time to design a second entrance and exit. Even if the ghoul digs the tunnel with his claws, they would encounter the ground that was constantly strengthened by the Z worm worm.

"If it comes to civil engineering and infrastructure construction, how could the ghoul be the opponent of Z insects?" Zhao Mai sat upright in the fortress, watching the orcs under his command launching the killing in an orderly manner, and patiently waiting for the victory to arrive.

The goblin ordered the ghoul to attack with one stubborn force, probably because the Immortal Light was not giving up. Its dark power came to the fortress and stopped in front of the fortress. Zhao Mai took this opportunity to study the fighting method of the world will, and combined with the experience of the God Realm, his grasp of the situation became clearer and clearer.

"Chief, the corpse of the ghoul has blocked the passage and we can't get out. Should we set fire to burn it?" Dushat said a bad idea.

"Shut up, you idiot! The ghoul will help us dig it up again. Why are you in a hurry?" Zhao Mai waved his hand. What does this fort look like? How many entrances and exits and ventilation holes are there? It's not all just a matter of one sentence that Z worms can solve it. "When the ghoul cannot attack, it's time to take a break. By the way, there are still many weapons left, let Daryl go and count it. If it doesn't work, start cutting the wooden spear, which can still stab the ghoul to death."

"It's the leader!" Dushat was so anxious, mainly because his huge body was useless in the narrow passage and could not even get into the defensive position. The current number of kills was a shameful zero.

Although the passage was full of corpses, the number of individual kills of orcs was only two or three, and only Daryl counted to 33, and the others were only a dozen. Another orc stabbed three spears and killed countless enemies, but could only count to seven (he only had seven fingers). A group of orcs were there, where you, seven, and eight, and who were more and less.

"There are more than seven!" Zhao Mai snorted, giving them an answer to prevent internal fighting due to quarrels. Darryl, who could count to 33, shook his head and did not expect Zhao Mai's arithmetic ability. He wondered whether he would say "I killed seven" himself when the end so that he could win the first place?

The ghoul has never been able to win, and the raid has become a strong attack, and the strong attack has been changed to a siege. Later, the only way to defend is to be trapped.

Black feet are trapped underground and hide, safe and comfortable, and there are always inexplicably extra Legion ham bread to eat. Whether it is an orc or a slave, it seems that they have never enjoyed it so much.

The screams of ghouls continued to come from outside the gate, and on the other side were laughter and excited war cry. After a week of stalemate, the orcs and slave troops who had returned from the north finally arrived at the Blackfoot settlement.

The watchdog broadcast this battle live throughout the whole process. The ghoul, whose most of its power was consumed by the fortress, was no match for the strong orcs at all, and was a fully armed veteran of the battlefield. The goblin finally completely gave up the plan to attack, and once his dark will faded, the ghouls' fighting spirit was completely destroyed. Some ghouls fled in scattered and fled, and it was difficult for them to form a big threat, at most some sporadic little troubles. The orcs swayed into the settlement and began to celebrate before they found the fortress.

"This settlement is mine! Cheer for your new leader, Maga Ghoul Butcher!"
Chapter completed!