"Aulando, calm down." Corey appeared behind the battle line and shouted loudly.
Ao Landu turned around and saw Corey standing in a row of dwarf women, each holding several objects wrapped in bark.
Corey took a bark bag from the dwarf woman next to him and threw it towards Orlando.
Ao Landuo flew to take it. The moment he held the bark bag, a familiar and friendly feeling came to his hand. He knew that the bag here was a sword, so he eagerly opened the bark bag and took the long sword in his hand.
After taking a deep breath, he shouted to the fighting team members: "Half of the people retreated and changed weapons, the other half defended, and the magician used auxiliary magic."
After giving the order and seeing the team members taking action, Aolando walked slowly towards the orc leader, with a smile on his face, a sense of ridicule.
The fighting spirit was transmitted to the sword body and then back to the body. Ao Landuo's body could clearly feel that this sword was not ordinary. It felt like a part of the body, and it also had the feeling of reuniting friends who had not seen each other for many years.
When these three consecutive attacks were launched, the humiliation in my heart and all the unhappiness disappeared. "Kill, attack with all your strength." Stepping on the body of the orc leader, the long sword in his hand was directly forward, and he ordered to his subordinates.
The order for the general attack.
Corey had been observing this small battle from behind with cold eyes, his brows furrowed involuntarily.
"Aren't they afraid of pain? They're not afraid of death, and they don't care whether the leader is still alive." Corey asked the dwarf elder beside him.
The dwarf elder was a little surprised by this question. This was something he had never considered.
The soldiers in the battle also have a different feeling than before. Killing the opponent's leader first will usually cause the opponent's fighting spirit to decrease and start to collapse. Even if the formation is barely reorganized, it will be difficult to form an effective formation.
combat effectiveness.
But there was a big difference at this time. The dwarves did not notice it, because their fighting method was almost the same as that of the orcs. They fought desperately just to kill the opponent, and they did not even care about how the entire battle situation developed. Look at the orcs again.
The bosses are just more capable than others and fight more fanatically.
The more he looked at it, the more frightened Corey became. These orcs were really terrifying.
Corey couldn't see how thick the skin on his body was, but when he slashed hard with the sword, the sword was caught in the bones and flesh of the orc's arm. Judging from the movements of the swordsmen, it was no more than cutting stones.
Eyes, Corey stared at the orc's green eyes for a moment, turned around, smiled evilly, and jumped a few times to join the battle group. The warriors who were fighting hard were deeply aware of the strength of their opponents this time, and were afraid that Corey would be in danger.
When several orcs rushed towards Corey, and several swordsmen were desperately preparing to rescue them, they saw the sword light flashing around Corey's body. All the orcs fell to the ground, motionless, and turned around.
And green liquid flows out from the head downwards.
"It's easy to prick your eyes." Corey laughed.
When the swordsmen heard Corey's instructions, their originally depressed mood was swept away. Stinging the eyes is not a very difficult sword skill. Even if the sword is not accurate, if you use continuous attack sword moves only to target the opponent's eyes, it will always be possible.
Effective.
Corey smiled while stabbing the orc corpse on the ground with the tip of his sword.
"It's really hard, much harder than the Velociraptor Wolf." Corey said to himself.
At this time, the battle was coming to an end. Aolando was afraid that Corey would be in any danger, so he approached Corey and directed the others to fight. At the same time, he asked Corey: "Marshal, it is said that you have killed the Swift Wolf King with your own hands. Was it that time?
Stab the Wolf King in the eye with your sword."
"Hehe, that's right. The wolf king's body is like an iron plate, and only his eyes can pierce. He even asked me to exchange hundreds of magic crystal coins for him that year. Only then did he have enough money to pay for travel expenses and go to the imperial capital to apply for the Royal Academy." Ke
Rui's rebuttal is either true or false.
However, there are so many versions of the legend about Corey killing the Swift Wolf King that even Corey himself can’t remember exactly what happened at that time.
As for the specimen of the Wolf King, no one can see it now. Naturally, caring collectors secretly hid it. This Wolf King specimen is a priceless treasure. More importantly, Warner also clearly stated that it wants the public to keep this specimen
Offer something.
"Report! Marshal, my subordinates are incompetent and no one is left alive." An officer ran over and reported in a low voice with his head lowered.
"The casualties." Corey asked.
"Returning to the Marshal, no one on our side died or was seriously injured, but more than half of them had minor injuries. There were no deaths or serious injuries among the dwarves, and all of them had minor injuries of varying degrees. Three hundred and nine orcs were killed.
People, including nine leaders." The officer continued to report.
Corey snorted coldly: "Three hundred and nine people, it's three hundred and nine heads. Remember that next time."
"Yes, I understand, it's three hundred and nine heads."
Corey then turned his back and walked slowly towards the dwarf elders. At the same time, he said to Aulando: "Set up a trap. It seems that we and the orcs will not end like this."
"I understand, next time I will definitely show off the majesty of my Yasi soldier." Ao Landuo originally planned to be brave this time, but the battle was not very beautiful, so he was a little disappointed.
Corey didn't think about these things. What he cared about was how many orcs there were and what their relationship was with the demons. And why did the orcs let the dwarves make weapons for them? How many of them had been made so far?
arms.
"Thank you, distinguished friend." Gerald, the elder of the dwarf clan, bowed slightly and thanked him.
Corey shook his head: "This is not the right approach. I plan to go home and bring some people here, and by the way, I can learn more about these orcs."
Gerald, the elder of the dwarf clan, was a little surprised: "I have checked the historical records of our clan, and I have only heard very little about orcs. As a human race, where do you start to check." The elder of the dwarf clan thought to himself,
He is almost a thousand years old. The human race only has a hundred years of life. How can it be possible that he knows more than he knows.
Of course, Corey understood the thoughts of the dwarf elders, and said with a smile: "You have forgotten that the Tree King is tens of thousands of years old, and the Dragon King of our continent is also over 10,000 years old. After the last battle between the True Dragon Tribe and the Demon Tribe,
When he was still a child, his father died in battle."
Hearing this, the dwarf elder Gerald immediately stood in awe. The last time the True Dragon Clan fought against the Demon Clan, the entire world was almost destroyed. It was because of the leadership of the True Dragon Clan, the Ouluk Continent Dragon Clan, the Tianyu Continent Elf King and other races.
Fighting to the death brought peace back to the world.
Therefore, I have infinite respect for the hero of the last war, the heir to the Dragon King of Europe and the dwarf elder Gerald.
"Please allow me to return to the continent of Oruk with you and meet the Dragon King. It is an honor for me as a dwarf. At the same time, I also want to give you a gift that I have spent my whole life making." The elder of the dwarves, Gerald, was almost in tears.
He said with tears in his eyes.
"No problem, we'll set sail right away." Corey smiled happily. He turned to Orlando and said, "You stay here. Before I return my people, I want this village to be safe."
Ao Lando's right fist hit the armor on his left chest hard: "Ao Lando is here to promise the marshal that as long as I, Ao Lando, live, the orcs will not be able to set foot in this village. Me and my