170 mage in black robe

Agui naturally felt the strange movement of the dark divine power. Unfortunately, his current spiritual power is not enough to control such a powerful divine power at will, but the dark divine power is not stingy with his host. Almost half of the soul power penetrated into the ghost's body like a heat current, directly supplementing his essence. In the divine sea.

Like drinking a bowl of cold ice water on dog days, the ghost felt that all the pores all over his body were comfortably yawning. He screamed and rushed forward, and the big knife flashed black light and split into another pig-headed man in front of him!

With a muffled sound, A Niu pulled out his big knife from the pig-headed man's neck and kicked the fat man's head almost completely cut off. After A Niu looked proudly in the direction of the ghost, "Hey, I have cut down two. Are you still looking for a chance?" A Niu looked around with a wisp of mocking eyes, and the ghost, who was just not far away, actually disappeared at this moment!

"The stinky boy doesn't recite like this, does he? Did you fall down just after charging?" A Niu shouted and cut the knife into the big bag of the pig-headed man in front of him. A splashed red and white slurry and sprayed A Niu's face, but he didn't wipe it. He stepped on the pig-headed man's big belly and pulled out his big knife and kicked the dead body aside!

Dixuan and Youlin knew where the ghost went. They were originally legendary warriors and were not much affected by the iron-blooded field. Just now, the two wanted to kill and cooperate with the ghost. Unexpectedly, the ghost didn't know what the ghost did. The pig-headed man in front of him fell to the ground like a soft-footed shrimp. When Dixuan and Youlin finally killed the ghost, they could only watch the ghost sink deeper and deeper in the orc front but could not catch up.

"What the hell is this guy famous for?" Di Xuan's fingers gently clicked in front of him, and a four or five-meter-wide quagmire suddenly appeared at the feet of several orcs in front of him. The unprepared pig-headed man stepped in and directly drowned half of his body. Di Xuan and Youlin could only waved a big knife at their heads!

"Fight! Go! Go! Don't stop, rush up!" Murray killed the pig-headed man in front of him and took the opportunity to shout behind him. Except for more than 200 people who were killed and injured in the first scene, all the rest of his soldiers were fighting bravely beside him. The soldiers formed a big net with long knives and constantly cut down the orcs who came to him to death!

The pig-headed man, who had been hungry for most of the day, finally panicked. Going forward is the same clan that keeps retreating, and behind him is the hot-blooded compatriots who are squeezed forward. The pig-headed man who is caught in the middle already feels hungry. In addition, he has been squeezed and can't stretch his body, so he can't help but have a difference.

The leader said that he came to slaughter human beings this time, but after working for more than half a day, he was still a fat body of the same race. These pig-headed people who were sandwiched in the middle have not even seen the appearance of human beings until now; squeezing, pushing and cursing set off a noisy noise in the middle of the team, coupled with the smell of smell of urine constantly coming from under their feet. With the smell of sour sweat around them, many pig-headed people shaking their dry stomachs are now like escaping from this place and finding an empty place to take a good breath.

The middle-line troops face the most pig-headed people and have the most fierce resistance. On the relatively relaxed two sides, the human troops have stepped up their speed to break through. If you look down from the air, it is not difficult to find that the human infantry have silently changed their formation, and the troops on both sides are like two open. The arms are slowly surrounding the pig-headed man from both sides to the middle. When the human soldiers on the two wings completely broke through the battle of the pig-headed man, the remaining more than 10,000 pig-headed men and horses * are facing the fate of being surrounded by heavy human troops!

10,000 werewolf warriors were killed by two cavalry and abandoned their armor. These young werewolves did not even bring trained dogs and demons for the honor of fighting. As a result, in the face of human cavalry riding a high-headed horse, they are still not their opponents even if they take the initiative to go crazy. Now they are the worst on the whole battlefield!

The horse-headed people are tightly huddled together. These big men who are born with a horse height don't need to jump. Standing still can hit the head of the cavalry with their fists! But the cunning human cavalry did not fight with them at all. Instead, they began to shoot the horse-headed man with bows and arrows. The horse-headed men did not run slower than the cavalry, but the strong bows that could penetrate their bodies from more than ten meters away made them empty but unable to play. They had no shields to block the arrows and lack sacrifices. In spirit, tens of thousands of tall horse-headed soldiers were suppressed by 5,000 cavalry and did nothing!

"Lao Ma, what's wrong with your troops? Why don't they get together?" The pig leader and the werewolf leader stared at the long-faced horse leader at the same time.

"Look, isn't my pony working hard!" The horseman's leader pointed to the bottom of the mountain. Sure enough, more than a dozen young horsemen ran out of the circle with big sticks, but they were immediately caught up by human cavalry. After a bow and arrow, they were all shot into fairy balls and fell to the ground.

"Damn it! These damn human beings are so shameless!" The huge beast's hoofs stamped the ground out of a small pit fiercely, and the horse leader gritted his teeth and scolded, "These cavalry are the people who are going to trap me to death!" Kill whoever comes out. Without a shield, these children can't run far at all!"

The Red Lion King snorted angrily. These horse-headed men have a tall figure and can't even fight a battle except for running around in their hometown. These weak guys, like their beasts, are born to be slaves!

There are also several wizards among the horse-headed people, but they can't help anything but a wind witchcraft that can increase speed. The pig-headed earth wizards who can make a quagmire are not this time. If the werewolf leaders hadn't been able to launch wild calls to remotely mobilize the werewolves to go crazy, the 50,000 orcs on the battlefield would be pure steps. Soldier!

Humans are not so simple. Orcs know that human generals can launch a strange spell called the iron and blood field, which can not only increase the morale and strength of their own soldiers, but also weaken the strength and speed of their opponents. Originally, both sides were fighting based on their strength, but the werewolf leader was irresponsible. The preemption triggered the madness of the werewolves, and humans naturally seized the reason to release a large number of advantages in the field of iron and blood.

Humans have been fighting with orcs for more than a thousand years. In order to pay tribute to the excellent soldiers who died in countless battles, the two sides must send the same number of troops for pure fighting in the first battle according to the tradition of the orcs, but later the red-eyed two sides slowly relaxed their scale, often Auxiliary means such as magic and witchcraft will appear at the end of the battle.

Up to now, everyone even launches magic during the battle, and everyone can only turn a blind eye to acquiesce. Orcs have witchcraft, and human beings have more powerful fields and spells. On this tit-for-tat battlefield, spears and shields are always rising in comparison with each other.

"What a good flesh and blood~" A deep sigh sounded from behind everyone. A mysterious figure shrouded in a black robe slowly walked to everyone and sighed in the face of the blood-striking battlefield: "I smelled death. Large areas of life are gradually disappearing, and countless souls are under Wandering with hiss, respectable beast emperor, do you need my help?"

"You'd better stay away from my people!" The Red Lion King gritted his teeth and said, "You are more hateful than maggots. I won't allow you to touch my people!"

Although the situation below is not optimistic, many orc leaders are angry at this mysterious figure who offered to help. This mysterious guy is the dark mage, the most mysterious and annoying mage on the mainland!

The white tiger, green lion, yellow lion and brown lion couldn't help taking a few steps forward and clenched their fists. The werewolf leader, chimpanzee leader, bear leader and dog leader next to them also took a few steps forward, while the pig leader, horse leader, sheep leader and skunk leader also looked at each other and moved forward a little. After a few steps, he stood down.

"Ha ha, don't be excited. Without the consent of your leaders, we dark mage will not touch everyone's people casually," the man in black smiled dryly. Dark magic and necromancer magic have become taboos for almost all intelligent creatures. The man in black also knows that if he launches it without authorization now If the necromancer magic turns those bodies into zombie warriors, the orcs around them will immediately tear themselves to pieces.

"You'd better go down. Monsters like you are not welcome here!" The Red Lion King said coldly that he still had some appreciation for Calumb, but the guy in front of him, who was as annoying as a cockroach, did not need to show any affection at all!

The man in black looked at the battlefield full of corpses with nostalgia, sighed and slowly turned around and walked down the mountain.

"Gancer von Hagens!" The Red Lion King rudely shouted the full name of the man in black, "I don't care how famous you are in your circle, but you dare to blasphish the soul and body of my people here. Even if you sacrifice the lives of all the warriors of my lion clan, I will definitely destroy you!"

Gunther's body was slightly, and then he whispered, "On this continent, no one dares to disobey the will of the beast emperor!" I know..."

Looking at the annoying black robe away, many beasts turned their eyes to the battlefield again. Even if they were really defeated, no leader would like the body of his clan to be turned into a skeleton or zombie by these evil dark mages, which was a great insult to intelligent creatures. !

"White Tiger, find some night-sighted people to show me their holes, and never let them participate in our battle!" The Red Lion King said loudly to the white tiger beside him.

"Well, he dares to move a bone, I have to take someone to tear him alive!" Before the white tiger agreed, the werewolf leader had already stared with green eyes and said first that their wolves had some natural restraint on undead creatures. If they want to guard a senior dark mage like Gunther, the wolf clan is naturally the most suitable candidate.

"Thank you for your hard work," the Red Lion King nodded and continued to look at the struggling orc troops at the foot of the mountain with some regret in his eyes.