The orc infantry outside were discussing the issue of spell damage, and the atmosphere inside the tent was depressing. This was a warlord who had been abolished! As the first eunuch of Azeroth, Gerroth was almost about to collapse at this time!

Although there is no definition of eunuch in this world, it does not prevent him from understanding his own situation. This means that he no longer has the function of "making love"!

As soon as he thought of the female captives of all races that he could no longer capture, Gerros had a crazy idea of ​​destroying everything. But when he saw Remulos's eager eyes and the several warlords around him,

The action of pressing the weapon can only temporarily suppress the urge to destroy everything.

He is not a brainless fool. He naturally knows that everyone is on guard against him. As long as he dares to make the slightest drastic move, they will pounce on him and immediately surround him. No one would want to end up in such a lifeless situation.

No matter what step, let's cooperate with the attack honestly first!

The thought of turning him into a eunuch's archer made Gerroth itch with hatred. This completely ruined his sexual life! There are more female captives waiting for him to conquer! Humans, dwarves, goblins,

Dwarfs, gnolls, kobolds, elves, etc. I really want to **** them all and "live for another five hundred years"!

Just when Gerroth began to dream about his wish that he could never realize again, Remulos, who was waiting impatiently next to him, walked over and slapped his face with a big ear scraper.

"What's the ink mark?" Remulos stared at Gerros fiercely and said with contempt: "Isn't your Blood Ring clan proud of being disabled?" "Go and summon the warriors of your clan as the vanguard immediately, now! Now!

!immediately!"

Gerroth rubbed his numb cheeks. Fortunately, the orcs were all rough-skinned and fleshy, so there was no need to worry about swelling. At the moment, his form was stronger than that of humans. He was absolutely suppressed by these guys. If he dared to resist, he would die, so he had to be obedient.

Let's lead the charge.

Sure enough, in the face of strong strength, all justice and justice are nonsense. The strong dominate all justice and justice. If you don't accept it, I will kill you! Several strong men of the same level, plus one who has the strength to crush him.

As a strong man, Gerros can't be hardened at all. Of course, not only can he not be hardened mentally, but he can never be hardened physically.

Seeing Gerros obediently go to rectify the clan warriors and prepare to launch an attack as a vanguard, the other governors are very satisfied with the result. With these cannon fodder at the front, their clan's casualties will be much smaller.

Just need to suppress the possible uprising of the Blood Ring Clan.

Several warlords thought of this and hurriedly gathered the warriors of their own clans to calm down with them first and be sure to take good precautions against the Blood Ring Clan.

The orc army is like this. It is only suitable to use a single clan as a legion. If you mix them together, it will be quite deceiving.

These guys are all centered on their respective clans, and there is no such thing as rescuing friendly forces! When you see soldiers from other clans being besieged, if the danger is not great, you can just save them by the way!

If it would be dangerous to save the other person, they would pretend they didn't see anything and run away to care for themselves.

Do you emphasize loyalty and friendship? That is for your own clan. Who cares about the life and death of your other clans? At this moment, the Blood Ring clan is equivalent to being monitored by Dragon Throat and several other small clans. They can only bite the bullet and rush forward.

Go. And the worst thing is that the high-ranking warlord of the Blackstone Clan personally follows the warlord of the Bloodring Clan, making him afraid to make any small moves.

The hammer in Remulos's hand, which is as big as a bucket of pure water, can knock Gerros to the ground with one hammer, and then drive him alive into the ground like a pile driver driving a pile, without even having to dig a hole to bury his body.

Gerros could only lead the cannon fodder of the Blood Ring Clan and rushed towards the bridge head in a swarm. The other clans in the rear also followed closely.

Although there is a motive to harm the Blood Ring Clan, they still have to fulfill their obligations, and they are not forced to die in vain. Everything is to win the final victory, and the Blood Ring Clan is asked to bear more of the damage. Everything is

For the tribe!

The orc army that launched the pig rush tactic was very terrifying. With the warlord and high-level warlord as the front line, the army charged desperately towards the opposite side of the bridge. The bullets and arrows fired from the other side were rarely effective and would either bounce away or slide to the side.

Falling to the ground. Only the arcane arrows shot by the rangers' magic bows and the arcane bullets shot by a small number of gnoll hunters can effectively kill the enemy.

Because the bullets of the Jackal Hunters are too small, the damage of arcane bullets lower than 8mm is too much reduced, and they cannot be like the old ranger, who can shoot down one with a single shot of 20mm bullets. From time to time, clan members fall down, which also makes them unable to shoot down one person with one shot.

The orc infantry became even more violent, rushing towards the defensive formation on the other side of the bridge crazily.

Just when the two sides were about to collide for the first time, Alleria, who had been charging for a long time, released the bowstring and fired a powerful shot. The arrow with a large amount of wind elemental power hit the thunder accurately.

A powerful force of wind element exploded from Mros's chest, interrupting the charging momentum of several strong men.

The strong human beings who had been waiting for a long time rushed forward one after another. King Thoras naturally faced off against Remulos, and his nephew Danath Trollbane faced off against Mogrus. Other human generals also faced off against the little ones.

The clan's warlords fought fiercely. Seeing that no one had faced Gerroth yet, Zhang Weidao had no choice but to deal with the first eunuch of Azeroth himself.

Gerros first saw that his opponent was a young man, and he felt that he should be an easy enemy to fight. After all, given his age, even if he was relatively strong, his strength was very limited.

As a result, when the machete in his hand faced off against the True Silver Holy Sword, Gerros felt a little unable to withstand it. Damn, this two-handed sword that seems small in human hands can be so heavy!

Judging from the size, the big sword in the young man's hand only weighs seventy or eighty kilograms at most. But judging from the force of the collision of the weapon, it is almost as big as Remulos's big sword weighing more than three hundred kilograms.

Hammer it! Of course he didn’t know that this was Zhang Weidao’s unique weapon refining masterpiece, and he had only done some preliminary refining.

Although he was a little unable to resist Zhang Weidao's wild sword slashing and thrusting, Gerros gritted his teeth and persisted. A large number of soldiers were crowding behind him, and he couldn't move even if he wanted to!

And Zhang Weidao was not polite, waving the true silver holy sword in his hand that had successfully slimmed down. When he waved it, it was like a violent storm pouring down, suppressing Gerros and almost fell to the ground.

The previous big sword was long and wide, and was very cumbersome to swing. It could only perform fixed attack methods such as slashing and sweeping. Now it is more flexible. It can be used to move the sword very flexibly. You only need to adjust some angles.

Taking advantage of the situation, he swung his sword again.

If Gerros hadn't been protected by a shield of anger, he would have been chopped down by Zhang Weidao at this moment. But even if he had anger to support the battle, his defeat was not far away. The sacred flame on the true silver holy sword,
Chapter completed!