Gale suddenly swept low and cut off his Tomahawk. Naiyou spider immediately lost its support and rushed forward. After all, it was a fierce species in the first era. The physical reactivity of these spiders was still quite excellent. Before it touched the ground, it showed its tusks, and the smelly venom burst from its mouth.


    The chief didn''t make a mistake in front of a naiyou spider. He turned his body and turned his back to the venom. He carried a battle axe and turned it together. When the armor blocked the venom, he cut it and separated the spider up and down.


    Gale raised his head, looked at the direction of the fortress in the north of Essien in the distance, took a breath and said loudly, "hurry! Clean up this area. We must quickly meet with the flying dragon clan and support the battlefield ahead."


    The voice fell, and he helped the soldiers nearby to chop down a snake and scorpion beast.


    The troops led by the orc chief were located on the side of the black wing Legion. They were also attacked by Monet monsters. The orcs knew so little about these monsters that there was a small-scale panic at the first time. However, under the command of gal, they quickly stabilized and fought with the naiyou clan, snakes, scorpions and viper dragons in the valley.


    Later, with the emergence of Hydra Monet, the black winged flying dragon immediately changed its attack focus and launched an attack on the nine headed snake. The increasing pressure on the front battlefield also made Monet''s army return on a large scale, which made the orcs have a lot less enemies to face.


    Now, garh wants to clear this area and move forward as soon as possible, so that they can quickly support the flying dragons in the main battlefield and cover the goblin armored corps to move forward.


    The orc chief waved his heavy axe with both hands and collided forward again. Three snakes and scorpions tried to resist the heavy orcs whose speed had been increased to the limit, but the next moment, their heads had tilted outward. Gar cut down the snakes and scorpions lightly with the impact force. The orcs were the crown of eladian creatures, and their fighting skills were perfectly reflected.


    "Well, leave some to clean up the residue, and the rest with me..."


    Before he finished speaking, gale immediately heard the sound of a sharp blade breaking the wind. He had no time to think and hid aside. The flying axe roared at him in the dark, breaking the rock and nailing it into the Valley Road in front of the left.


    In the underground cave made by naiyou spider opposite him, a pair of red eyes loomed.


    "Green skinned orcs, are you bastards mixed with earth''s blood essence?" a strong voice sounded. Gal looked up and found that the dark orcs on * * were walking out of the cave and towards them step by step.


    "Do things that are corrupted and enslaved also have the right to call others bastards?"


    Gal youyou said that his mood has been very complicated since he learned that Monet created the dark ORC with the ancient Orc as the template container. In fact, not only the orc, but also Caesar deliberately avoided them from meeting the dark ORC.


    But unexpectedly, the two sides eventually collided.


    "Corruption, slavery, meaningless cliches, we fight for Monet, you fight for the black dragon, you say we are enslaved, don''t you?"


    As like as two peas of darkness, Garr was aware of the fact that the leader was identical to the black Orc derivative Kaladan Monet, who was dead in the alliance intelligence.


    Caroline stared into Gale''s eyes and continued his last sentence: "we fought for the orcs before we died. Unexpectedly, thousands of years later, our descendants were willing to become slaves to others."


    "Orcs will never be slaves." gal said slowly with a stiff face. This sentence has been circulating since ancient times, even after the collapse of the skaron Dynasty.


    "We will be king."


    Caroline then said, "but you have broken your oath and failed to live up to the expectations of your ancestors with blood in the sword and fire."


    Gale wanted to tell Caroline that the times had changed. This time was different from the past. The current orcs could not protect themselves and had no ability to reproduce the glory of the former skaron Dynasty, but he opened his mouth and didn''t make any sound in the end.


    The scene was as silent as death, and the heavy breath came one after another. The next moment when the words could not be continued was when the sword came out of the scabbard, and the orcs all arched their backs.


    "For 1600 years, I don''t know whether future generations still remember the orc skills." Caroline picked up the huge blade.


    "My patriarch taught me." gal pressed the handle of the axe left and right with his hands apart.


    At the next moment, the dark Orc Caroline has jumped high and started to cut. This move is of great significance in many Orc combat skills and has almost become synonymous with Orc combat skills.


    "Bang."


    Gale raised his axe horizontally to block the heavy blow and chop from the body in front of him. The indestructible force uploaded from the weapon made him step back two steps, but he quickly reacted, so the orcs knew how to use jump chop and, of course, how to deal with jump chop.


    He bent forward, squatted slightly, removed the last trace of strength from his weapon, then forced his feet, raised a burst of dust, and cut off carlottan''s just landing legs.


    In terms of battle, carlottan from the glorious era is the real master. He defused the orc''s cutting attack lightly, and the storm like attack hit again. Under the dark clouds, every waving of the giant blade brings chilling prestige.


    After the sixth chop in a row, Gale''s weapon could no longer withstand this heavy blow. The Tomahawk broke. Seeing that the huge blade was about to cut his head, he could only roll on the ground to avoid carlottan''s last heavy blow, and seized the opportunity to catch two breaths.


    "Weak guy." Caroline turned the huge blade, "I know what you think. I can see through your moves. You tell me you know the skills of orcs, but what you know is rigid dogma. I''m really sad for your teacher. You let me down."


    Ignoring the Warhammer and blade in the other Orc''s hand, he moved forward slowly, inserted the huge blade into the soil, stood barehanded in front of gal and said, "waste, I don''t have much time. If you surrender, you can avoid your death."


    "I don''t remember the word in Orcish." gal got up from the ground and shook his fists falsely. "Since the words came out of your mouth, it should be fulfilled by you."


    Carlottan shook his head, and there was a foot, and the muffled sound of fist and foot attack rang through the valley.


    "Orcs are a race that advocates force and glory. In our time, mudala is the sacred tradition of orcs. It is a duel initiated by tribal leaders to challenge other chiefs, with weapons and fists until death."


    While attacking, carlottan said: "But I heard that now the orcs have regarded it as a ridiculous happy celebration - a bonfire party full of women and meat. Do you remember the millions of orcs slaughtered by humans? No wonder the orcs in this era have become synonymous with slavery. You shameless and ignorant bastards should give you a good lesson."