The Dean Has Arrived Chapter 750: Warfire Tribe

The war began without any suspense.

Of course, it is still far from reaching the meat grinder stage where the main force is facing the **** and the corpse is blood flowing into a river.

What I have to say is just an outpost now.

Whether it is the Salvation Army or the Abyss Alliance, they are trying to draw the battle line to a terrain that is beneficial to their side while testing each other.

An arrow pierced the air and inserted a sharp sound into the orc’s head. The instant high pressure caused the orc’s head to explode like a smashed watermelon, red and white. Mucus splashed all over.

The other orcs shouted and hid behind the ruins, using the ruins left over from the era of the night demons as shelters.

The outposts of the Salvation Army are basically not humans, all of which are made of extremely fast-moving centaur and elves.

Judging from Xiwei’s eyes, these two races have well implemented the cross phalanx of our ancestors, the enemy’s advancement, the enemy’s retreat, the enemy’s harassment, and the enemy’s fatigue. The orcs with few hairs on their heads are completely harassed and completely bald...

The ordinary orcs are not the opponents of these two races, which can be called the pride of the sky.

On this point, the orcs' ability to reproduce comparable to lemmings has played a role. So far, the Abyssal Alliance, which has been cast by the orcs, has not lacked manpower...

Besides, terrain is also very important.

For example, the enemy they encountered this time was a centaur, generally speaking. The combat effectiveness of the centaur on the grassland is so strong that it can fly, and the bow and arrow charge and strike heroically, almost omnipotent.

In this kind of ruined ruins area, it can well limit the combat effectiveness of those centaur.

The ruined wall can be used to obstruct the vision, as a cover to avoid arrows, and it can also limit the centaur's charge and trap their strongest iron hoof to the death!

Guru snorted, and simply remembered in his head, his own great elders told them all the time before the expedition.

It picked up the dirty beast fur on its body, wiped it on the extremely sharp stone axe, and then slowly poked its head out and took a look. He quickly retracted.

Almost the same moment. An arrow flew past the last hair on its head and penetrated deeply into the opposite wall-you know that the wall that can go through so many years without being weathered has more or less received it. The guardian of the magic enchantment created by the night demons, even if it is too long. A lot of its magic has been lost. But it can also defend against most attacks...

However, this arrow is like shooting wood. Embed it easily.

Although Guru’s simple brain can’t figure out what it means, but the first sense of crisis from instinct makes it understand that he was almost killed just now—just like he just died. The arrow heads out like its brother.

From time to time, my compatriots screamed before they died.

Guru didn't feel much about the death of his compatriots. One is that the brain is too simple to deal with the feeling of sadness, and the other is that it has lived in a place where the weak and the strong can die at any time.

What it thinks now is purely survival based on biological instincts.

According to those terrifying people in black, the totem drawn on it shone and wailed, threw away the axe in his hand, raised his own claws and took a bite, irritated by blood. Next, it held its throat and cried out in pain.

The body hair covers its body, and its sharp claws and canine teeth become longer and longer. It seems that the whole person has undergone an ancestral phenomenon, from a barely humanoid creature to a monster with a completely withdrawn tail. .

As the pain gradually disappeared, it was replaced by a feeling of full strength that surged like a fountain, overwhelming its lack of reason.

After a long scream at the sun that has not yet set, a lot of accommodating screams were heard around it. It seems that besides it, there are other orcs who have also launched this ancestral power.

Leaping out from the back of the bunker, they began to let go of their four legs and ran wildly. The target was the centaur who was pulling bows and arrows.

I have to say that after the beastization, these guys have made great progress in both power and speed, and the bloodthirsty aura of indomitable momentum has made the Centaur of the Warlord Tribe a little uneasy.

However, this anxiety completely disappeared after seeing their patriarch, the recognized **** of war by the mountain centaur, and the centaur hero Ares.

No one can beat Ares in hand-to-hand combat! Even hundreds of mad orcs are the same!

"Ula--!"

Aris raised his warhammer, his rear hoofs forcefully, his front hoofs raised, and after a stroke in the air, the whole person rushed out suddenly, toward those who were killed even in the first wave of arrows. Above, but there are still more orcs than the centaur rushed over!

Under his leadership, all the centaurs put away their bows and arrows, took out their melee weapons, and started the charge together.

Those who have shields also used weapons to beat their own shields, making loud drum-like noises to invigorate themselves.

Fortunately, those orcs have long lost their minds, and rushed out from behind the bunker like a death squad, otherwise it would not be easy to kill them in densely ruined places.

As soon as it touched, Ares’s warhammer continued its charge, and directly smashed the two orcs that looked a bit like hyenas into the air. After drawing a standard parabola in the sky, they smashed the ruins. The ruined walls and the bones of their whole body can't die anymore.

Then he lifted a heavy weight and wielded a half-ton warhammer, smashing the orcs who tried to pounce on him into meat patties one by one, and at the same time nailed the hoof of the special hoof~IndoMTL.com~ Trample those orcs into mud!

Although not every centaur can be as brave and powerful as Ares, every centaur who can be selected to participate in the final battle is a famous Chinese in the clan!

The battle lasted only more than ten minutes, and the orcs were wiped out.

The centaur was only slightly injured by some people.

"Master Ares, we found the trail of a dark wizard half a mile away to the west." A centaur scout ran to report to Ares, who closed his eyes and calmed down.

"Continue to investigate, and be sure to grasp their whereabouts. Remember to be careful, those things are not strong in combat, but they are a bit too weird."

Aris frowned and said loudly.

"Telling!"

What the centaur didn't know was that not far away, a legendary wizard from the future was also leading his mercenary team toward them. (To be continued... ps: There should be another chapter later...