At this moment, the Beast King and the Messenger from behind also arrived with more than 5,000 elite orcs.
"Do these ridiculous humans still think they are Nalant's team?"
The Beast King looked at the Northern Principality team in front of them that had been compressed to the shore, and couldn't help but sneered.
In the past, even if the Holy Alliance and other empires' teams wanted to compete with their orc team, they still needed to be supported by numerical superiority.
The strength of the group of people in front of them was much worse than the teams of the Holy Alliance and other empires.
Now that they are at a disadvantage in terms of numbers, they actually want to resist.
To make such a fearless resistance, it is better to run away immediately, that way there is still a chance to escape a few fish that slipped through the net.
"Sure enough, the rural nobles in this continent are weaker. We, the beast race, are the truly outstanding race. Reptiles like the human race are only worthy of being slaves."
The Lord Messenger looked at the battle ahead, and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up slightly, and the pride of the race arose spontaneously.
"Prince Mamba, deal with these guys quickly. I can't wait to go to the human territory of the Storm Territory and let them feel the consequences of offending our orcs!"
The Lord Messenger looked at it for a moment, became a little impatient, and immediately gave instructions to the Beast King.
"Okay, Master Messenger!"
When the Beast King heard this, he naturally had no objection and immediately gave a few instructions to the herald beside him.
Woohoo!
Immediately, the orc's horn sounded again.
"Ho ho ho, kill, kill all these humans!"
After hearing the urging order, the orcs started killing even harder.
Gradually, the human race, which had been struggling to support itself, retreated again.
But this time, they were already forced to the river. If they went further, they would only have the possibility of falling into the river.
"Damn it, I didn't expect that we would die in this jungle!"
"Yeah, if only Baron Narante were here, these ugly guys!"
Jerry and others looked at the surging river and fell into despair.
Although the river is not too deep, it can still make it difficult for them to fly.
This reminded everyone of Narant.
The more critical the moment, the more they realize how extraordinary Nalant is.
That is simply a god-like man.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Just when Jerry and others were forced to fall into the river, they suddenly heard several screams coming from them.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Then, there was a deafening roar, and clusters of purple light exploded among the enemy groups ahead.
"How is this going?"
Jerry and others looked at all this in disbelief, and were stunned for a moment.
"Hey Jerry, how are you guys?"
But at this moment, a greeting suddenly came from behind.
Everyone turned to look and saw a team of hundreds of people appearing on the other side of the river.
"Narant...it's Narant!"
In an instant, no matter whether it was Jerry or other nobles of the Northern Principality, they all looked at the majestic figure on the other side of the river with their mouths open.
They even couldn't believe their eyes and rubbed them vigorously.
"Narant, we are fine!"
Jerry almost cried.
This Narante came at the right time.
"Haha, it's okay. Just hold on for a while. My team has already crossed the river downstream!"
When Nalant saw the looks of Jerry and the others, he immediately comforted them.
Whoosh whoosh!
Boom! Boom!
At this time, the magic energy cannon started the second round of salvo fire again.
Suddenly, the magic light group exploded in the crowd of orcs again, knocking them off their feet.
"Damn it, it's a magic cannon. This is Nalant!"
Although the Beast King has never met Nalant, he knows that Nalant possesses a magic cannon.
Therefore, when he finally recovered from the second round of bombing, his complexion immediately became ugly.
It was just a simple two-round bombardment, and at least hundreds of his subordinates were killed or injured.
These are all his elite men, and the loss of several hundred is enough for him to feel distressed.
At that moment, the Beast King looked anxiously at the messenger beside him.
"Is this the human noble who bullied the beast tribe?"
The envoy couldn't help but be slightly surprised when he saw that Nalant actually had so many magic cannons.
"Yes, Lord Messenger, that's him. Lord Messenger, please take action quickly. That magic cannon is really powerful!"
"Humph, it's just a magic cannon!"
The orc envoy snorted coldly and looked at his subordinates next to him.
"Let the warriors go out, all races, no one is left!"
"Yes, Lord Commander!"
The orc subordinates beside him received the order and immediately headed forward.
Woohoo!
Immediately, the five thousand orcs who had never appeared finally started to move.
"Rumba, shoot those orcs for me!"
Nalant immediately saw the movements of this orc team.
He had already noticed that this orc was different.
In addition to being exceptionally well-equipped, he discovered that among the five thousand orcs, the weakest ones were actually the Earth Knights.
And there are dozens of powerful Sky Knights.
Such strength, if placed on the Holy Continent, would definitely sweep the entire human alliance.
Those were thousands of earth knights, absolutely terrifying existences.
Whoosh whoosh!
Following Nalant's instructions, Lomba immediately asked his subordinates to turn the muzzle of their guns and blast towards the elite orcs in the rear.
Buzz buzz!
Bang bang bang!
But the next moment, what shocked Nalant was when the energy beam of the magic energy cannon was about to fall on the heads of these orcs.
A transparent shield suddenly appeared above their heads.
But after all the energy light groups hit the shield, they just made a roar and then dissipated directly.
As for the orcs below, they suffered no losses at all.
"You can actually resist it, Lord Messenger, do we orcs also know magic?"
Not to mention Nalant's surprise, even the Beast King was also surprised.
To be continued...