"Go! Go!"
"Father God Gruumsh, how could those Imperial people have such weapons!"
"No wonder the Mountain Kingdom was destroyed by them! How could we possibly take back Avendeldan with just these lowly orcs?"
Looking at the land covered in smoke and fire in the distance, the orcs looked horrified. They didn't even have time to pack up the baggage, and fled north in panic again.
Fortunately, the camps of these pure-blooded orcs are located at the rear of the battlefield. They only need to retreat a few dozen miles to return to their hometown, the Ugo Prairie.
Zoro was riding on the back of a wasteland land dragon beast. He turned his head and looked at the messy battlefield. His eyes reflected the firelight, but there was a deep hatred in the depths of his pupils.
So far, Solo's grand plan of capturing Avendeldan and leading the orc clan to conquer the Fiantho continent has completely come to nothing.
His army of "millions of orcs" was burned to death by the overwhelming flames of the Ember Empire without even touching the city walls of Avendeldan.
And burned to ashes along with those green-skinned orcs, was Solo's glory and prestige as warchief.
——In recent days, he has heard a lot of rumors. Due to the defeat on the battlefield, the clan leaders were discussing splitting up their families again after the war and no longer obeying the leadership of the Red Blood Tribe.
How could he not hate it?
Zoro not only hated the Ember Empire for destroying his dream, but also hated the selfish and short-sighted clan leaders and hated them for plotting rebellion.
Thinking of this, Zoro's veins stood out on his forehead, and he squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Burning Empire, one day, I will lead countless orcs to slaughter all your people, and I will kill that red-haired Empire with my own hands. The dragon's head was chopped off and hung on the wall of Avendeldan
Of course, I have to deal with those damn traitors first! "The orc chief clenched his fists holding the blood spear, and there was a strong killing intent in his cloudy eyes.
"Whoosh——"
A harsh scream came from the distant horizon, and several bipedal flying dragons were seen flying high in the sky, dropping bombs one after another towards the advancing orc army.
"Boom!"
"Boom! Boom!"
The fire shot straight into the sky and the sound shook the earth, but the orcs were at a loss and waved their weapons in fear, but they were unable to do anything about it.
"Damn it, it's those imperial dragons!"
"How could this happen? They actually chased us here!"
"My lord Gruumsh, are the magic and divine arts of these imperial people endless?"
"Quick! Damn it, shoot them down!" Zoro looked at the dozens of elite orcs who were killed, then looked up at the black spots in the sky, and roared.
The orc cavalry next to him had a sad face and whispered: "Warchief, they fly extremely high and very fast, and our short bows can't do anything at all."
"Waste, a bunch of waste!"
Zoro was furious. It was enough that the low-level orcs were slaughtered, but these damn flying dragons actually killed his elites! Kill wantonly in front of him!
To use the vulgar expressions of the orcs: This is just sitting on his head and shitting!
"Damn Imperial people, I want you to pay the price!"
Zoro snatched the spear from the hand of the orc cavalry, and then stared at the sky with his bloodshot eyes. He saw the flying dragons climbing up in the distance, and seemed to be about to turn back.
High in the sky, the dragon knights of the Aviation Corps were going about their routine work - pressing buttons, dropping bombs, and killing orcs.
Compared with the tense and thrilling air battles before, their current work is as repetitive and boring as the operations of assembly line workers, except that they can see some "fireworks" using the lives of orcs as fuel.
This time, their target was the evacuating pure-blooded orcs.
Looking at the experience prompts displayed on the system panel, Mantou frowned: "The density of orcs here is too low. One round of bombing only killed a dozen. Fortunately, their challenge level is still slightly higher. Point.”
Singo commented: "These days, missions have whetted your appetite, right? In the past, you were rushing to complete toilet flushing missions with hundreds of experience points, but now you are tired of bombing with thousands of experience points."
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Steamed Bun curled his lips: "It was before, it is now. Hey, everything about this mission is good, but it is too boring and there is no passion for fighting.
Every day I just eat, sleep and blast orcs, easily earning thousands of experience points, it’s boring, it’s so boring! ”
Singo smiled and said: "If you say this, you will probably be blocked by those newbies who are troubled by their experience and cannot upgrade."
Mantou said confidently: "So what? Can they still beat me to death? Humph, if they really come, I will send them to the west with a bomb!"
Singo said calmly: "If you want to destroy it, you must first expand it. I think you are drifting."
Steamed Bun curled his lips and retorted: "Xin Gou, shut up! Don't do this, you are the best at showing off. You always steal the show at any event."
"Wait-"
Singo's tone suddenly felt strange: "Steamed buns, the fighting passion you want is probably coming soon!"
"What?"
Steamed Bun lowered his head with confusion on his face, and saw on the ground an extremely burly orc in heavy armor holding a spear in his hand, looking at him with hatred on his face.
And large red characters suddenly appeared on the display in front of his helmet - "Warning, warning, you are about to be in danger! Please evacuate immediately!"
Curtis's voice came from the earphones: "You have been targeted by a strong man among the orcs. According to our energy level identification system, this guy is a legend or above, and he also exudes some kind of undetectable aura
Evacuate quickly, and if you get caught—tsk, then wish yourself luck. ”
The call ends.
Steamed Bun had a sad face, wishing he could slap himself in the face so that he wouldn't be so talkative in the future.
You must know that the death penalty experience is deducted proportionally. Once he dies, he will have to spit out most of the massive experience he has earned in the past few days.
But then, Mantou gritted his teeth and cursed secretly: "Damn it, isn't he just an orc? Can he still fly?"
After hearing Curtis's order, the dragon knights of the Aviation Corps pulled the joysticks together and climbed up almost vertically to the ground.
After being equipped with the Skyfire Armor, the flying dragon's flexibility has been greatly reduced, but its speed has been greatly increased. Passing from low altitudes is risky, so keeping a distance and rising to high altitudes is the best option.
No matter how strong the orc warrior is, he still hasn't grown wings and can't fly like them.
However, Zoro's muscles tensed up and he was half-kneeling on the ground, his legs like compressed springs.
"Boom!"
With a roar, the earth suddenly sank, and dust shot up into the sky. Under that strong force, Zoro's six-meter-tall body suddenly jumped up, and in an instant it shot up to a hundred meters into the sky, as if it was flying.
Spider-web-like cracks appeared on the ground, creating a huge pit several meters in diameter and several feet deep.
"Shua——"
At an extremely fast speed, the orc's body surface rubbed against the air, and even produced streaks of fire, making him look like a meteor rising from the ground into the sky.
Moreover, within Solo's body, the heart filled with original orc spores was beating crazily, constantly releasing powerful force fields and pressure.
Seeing the orcs coming from the sky and gradually catching up with them, Mantou was stunned: "What the hell is this monster? Can this thing really be regarded as an orc?" Seeing such a scene, the flying dragon knights also didn't No matter what, they pressed the accelerator button one after another.
"Shua——"
The steel pipe behind the Skyfire Armor suddenly spurted out flames, boosting their acceleration and turning into red afterimages that pierced the sky.
After a few seconds in the air, the orc gradually slowed down under the constraints of gravity and was about to fall back to the ground.
At this moment, the distance between him and the steamed buns was only a few dozen meters! But the last distance is unreachable no matter what.
Steamed Bun finally felt relieved at this moment, turned his head, made a face, and said in a mocking tone: "Haha, go ahead and eat my Dragon Tail Qi!"
"Asshole!"
Zoro was furious, his face was extremely ferocious, the muscles in his arms bulged and veins protruded, accumulating terrifying power.
Looking at the sharp spear in the opponent's hand, Mantou suddenly felt something bad, and a creepy premonition arose in his heart: "Wait a minute, this guy won't want it"
"Whoosh——"
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Hearing a piercing explosion, the sharp spear tore through the air and stabbed the bun fiercely.
"Shameless imperial man! Die!"
What followed was the thunderous roar of the orcs.
Steamed Bun accelerated as hard as he could, pressing all the emergency buttons on the armor. Flames, lightning, and force field energy appeared one after another behind the flying dragon, and it also made several emergency turns.
But the spear wrapped in orc spores was like a ghost, following him like a shadow, and came under the two-legged flying dragon in an instant.
"Hiss-"
First there was a crisp sound, and then there was the sound of a sharp weapon piercing flesh and blood. The spear pierced the armor and penetrated the bodies of the flying dragon and the steamed bun one after another, stabbing them through each other.
Mantou lowered his head and looked at the bloody spear tip that penetrated his chest and suddenly felt like crying.
A variable-speed version of the ditty "Seeyou Again" came from the earphones, and Curtis's half-smiling voice said: "Mantou, thank you for stepping forward and covering the smooth retreat of the rest of the aviation formation."
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Damn it, the waves are too big.
——This was the last thought that flashed through Mantou's mind.
"Boom!"
The next moment, the self-destruction device in the dragon's belly was triggered, and a dozen bombs stored in it exploded instantly, creating a dazzling fireball in the sky.
The burning fragments were scattered on the ground, and the steamed bun's body had turned into blackened minced meat, which was quite consistent with the BGM.
The orc warrior suddenly landed on the ground.
"Chief Solo!"
"Mighty Zoro! Your power amazes us! You can actually kill those flying dragons!"
"The Terminator of Flying Dragons, Zoro!"
"Warchief, you have avenged our warriors!"
"Enough!"
However, at this moment, Solo had a gloomy face, showing no excitement at killing the enemy. He just ordered angrily: "Those Imperials will come back again, let's retreat quickly!"
"Yes, Warchief."
Zoro looked around with a gloomy expression. At least after showing their strength, these orcs would temporarily obey his orders - even the clan leaders were no exception.
He looked at the fortress on Blackstone Mountain again, and secretly made a decision in his heart: Ivan Deldan, I will come back again.
But next time, I will lead a more powerful orc army here to recapture Avendeldan, and I will never run away like this time.
"General Dror, that orc chief is leading the Red Blood Tribe to evacuate north. Do we want to intercept them?"
"No, no need."
The hobgoblin waved his hand, turned around, and looked to the north: "Don't forget your majesty's will. Our goal this time is not to win this war, but to eradicate the orc forces in the Ugo Prairie."
The adjutant said in confusion: "But the Ugo Prairie is vast and vast. Once you get there, it will be the home ground of the orcs."
Dror shook his head and smiled ferociously: "His Majesty Cassius once said that the bishop can run away, but the church cannot escape.
As long as they go back, we can find the source of the green-skinned orcs, deal a devastating blow to their habitat, and solve the orc problem at the root. ”
The adjutant nodded repeatedly and said flatteringly: "You are still far-sighted and resourceful, and you have a deep understanding of His Majesty's maxims."
When Dror heard this, he felt quite happy and said proudly: "Of course, your Majesty personally conveyed the order to me."
"As expected of General Dror, you have gained the trust of His Majesty Cassius!"
After this mission is successfully completed, I may be promoted to Duke, the hobgoblin general felt complacent in his heart.
Suddenly, Curtis's voice appeared in the magic transmitter: "General Dror, just now, we lost a Skyfire Armor."
Dror frowned slightly. You must know that the armor is extremely expensive. The cost alone is thousands of gold coins. Each one is extremely precious.
Dror asked: "What's going on? Can those weak green-skinned orcs hurt our aviation formation?"
Curtis answered truthfully: "We encountered the main force of the orcs and conducted a tentative attack on them. There is a powerful warrior above the legend in their team-this is probably the warchief."
"Legend." Dror's expression suddenly became solemn.
Existences of this level are a force that cannot be underestimated on the entire continent. Even in today's Burning Ember Empire, there are only a handful of them.
Thinking of this, Dror asked: "If you can't handle it-do you need me to ask Ms. Misha for help?"
"No need, General."
Unexpectedly, Curtis shook his head and rejected him, and added: "Exactly. I want to test whether the power of 'that thing' can kill a legendary warrior."
Hearing the inadvertent joy in Curtis' words, Dror felt a little shuddered. (End of chapter)