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The Orc Overlord - or to be more precise, the overlord of the orcs, the half-orc, used the dagger as a point of force to climb onto the dragon's body. Marika had also done this in the Valley Territory!
The dragon did not hesitate and immediately turned sideways to find a place to crash into, crushing the orcs' overlord, the Half-orc, against the wall!
However, the problem is that the battlefield is now a camp built by the orcs on the plains. There are no walls within a few miles. The nearest wall is the White Wall of Minos in the distance.
After the dragon discovered this, it decided to roll on the ground.
The black dragon also has the habit of rolling in the swamp. It will roll around to get the swamp mud stuck on its body, which serves to conceal itself and increase its defense.
The dragon rolled over with great ease, and directly crushed the orcs' overlord, the Half-Orc, who was unable to dodge the dragon.
However, the imagined feeling of crushing the fragile creature did not come.
Not only that, the dragon also felt something strange!
The next moment, the orc roared and actually tried to lift up the dragon's body!
Of course he couldn't do it. The dragon's own weight exceeded the limit of the orc's strength, and even if he had the bloodthirsty spell, it would be of no use.
The curious dragon asked, "How come you weren't squashed?"
Orc: "Blood and death!"
——It seems that even the orc overlord with a human mind cannot retain much thinking ability after being subjected to the bloodthirsty spell.
Just at this time, the other orc warriors under the overlord also rushed towards the dragon, so the dragon simply used its strong legs to push itself and ran out along the ground.
It looks like an "Iron Mountain Backrest" with an infinite moving distance.
The overlord's armor sparked fire when it rubbed against the ground!
As long as the push distance is long enough, you can directly wipe the enemy to death on the ground!
But the tent was within sight!
The dragon, not noticing the tent, crashed right into it, and the debris in the tent gave the orc overlord room to escape!
After the dragon used a strong acid to burn off the cloth covering itself and the tent frame, the orc overlord had disappeared!
The dragon looked around blankly, and then found that some of the orc overlord's men were cheering!
He immediately jumped up suddenly, and then fell backwards in the air!
Since his men are cheering, there is a high possibility that the Overlord himself has climbed onto the dragon's back!
The collision began, and the severe pain stimulated the dragon's nerves, but it did not make it forget to use the strong acid dragon breath to sweep the orc generals who rushed up.
However, the enemy had obviously prepared to fight the black dragon that possessed the deadly weapon of strong acid. The blue light shining on the warriors' bodies showed that they all had a common protective effect against strong acid.
Seeing that acid was useless, the dragon - the king - decided to fly first. You can't do anything to me while I'm flying, right?
So he got up with a grunt and began to run in the mud created by the heavy rain, flapping his wings as he ran.
Finally, the black dragon flew up.
At this moment, he suddenly noticed the sound of raindrops hitting armor behind him.
He turned his head and looked at the orc in surprise. The orc's armor was deformed and it looked like it would take some effort to take it off. There was blood flowing down the junction of the breastplate and shoulder armor.
Meeting the dragon’s gaze, the orc roared!
Then the griffin that Xiaobai transformed into appeared from the side and slapped him away with one wing.
The dragon looked at Xiao Bai and said, "Wait a minute! Did you just shoot down the first orc leader in thirty years, who may be the greatest half-orc overlord ever?"
Xiaobai first landed on the dragon's back, then turned back into a human form: "Yes! I see you rolling and rubbing on the ground all the time, it would be better for you to fly up and let me attack you by surprise. After all, he is just a half-orc."
Dragon: "So we killed the orc overlord? In such a trifling way?"
Xiao Bai: "If he dies now, it means he is nothing special. What should we do next?"
Dragon: "Then... just spit some acid and call it a day?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he found that the wyverns were surrounding him again.
A javelin hit the dragon's scales with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and then was bounced off by the hard dragon scales.
But more javelins came!
Xiaobai immediately turned into a much smaller bald eagle and flew between the javelinas, even taking the time to swat away a few that happened to pass by.
The dragon roared loudly!
Wyverns are animals, and animals are afraid of the majesty of dragons.
As expected, after a dragon roar, at least one-third of the wyverns broke away from their riders' control and fled from the dragon like crazy.
Seeing the effect was good, the dragon roared again, but this time it only scared away a few flying dragons.
The remaining wyvern riders fearlessly continued to move closer, and the riders and javelin throwers on the dragon's back stared at the dragon with fanaticism on their faces.
Suddenly, a white-headed sea eagle appeared behind a flying dragon, transformed into a griffin and grabbed the dragon's body.
The griffin's sharp claws immediately pierced the dragon's belly - the wyvern only had very fine scales, which were adequate for blocking arrows shot from the ground, but not for the griffin's sharp claws!
The captured dragon immediately turned its head and tried to bite the griffin with its long neck.
As a result, the griffin attacked first, and its huge eagle beak stuck in the wyvern's neck!
The bite force of the eagle's beak directly severed the cervical vertebrae in the neck. The wings of the wyvern immediately lost their strength and stopped flapping. The griffin also loosened its claws.
The wyvern fell to the ground, and the griffin's claws tore six holes, and blood kept gushing out (each griffin's claw has three fingers, 2 in front and 1 in the back).
After killing a wyvern, Xiaobai transformed into a crow and charged into the rain of javelins, whispering in the dragon's ear: "I killed a wyvern, it took too long! I can't kill it by myself! What should I do?"
Dragon: "Buy time first, don't let them attack the people on the ground! Kill as many as you can! It's best to kill enough to turn into a flying dragon!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a javelin flew accurately towards the dragon's eyes.
But the dragon dodged it by lowering its head!
"Kill the one with the best throw!" the dragon shouted.
The crow rushed towards the wyvern at lightning speed.
**
At the same time, the ground.
After the witch doctor of the tribe finished the healing, the orc overlord Asule regained consciousness and said, "Damn it! I thought it was a fair duel, but a druid showed no moral integrity!"
A black-armored orc nearby asked, "What should we do? There are some very powerful wanderers among the dwarves coming up from underground. We lost many experts who were ambushed in the fierce battle.
"And we can confirm that a complete team of adventurers, led by a man named Rhett Butler, has captured the Great Tent."
Asule frowned: "Big tent? Why are they attacking the big tent? Rhett Butler..."
He was just thinking when suddenly a wyvern fell not far away and was smashed into a pile of meat. Two things fell down with it, which might be the rider and the javelin thrower.
The black-armored orc muttered, "That emblem is the chieftain of the Dragon Tribe. It's over. There's no one to command the flying dragons. Maybe they will always be entangled by that black dragon."
At this time, Asule slapped his thigh and said, "Damn it! Their target of attacking the big tent is the private letters written to us by those nobles! But this also gives us an opportunity. If this elite team comes to behead us, then there will be no hope at all."
The black-armored orc grinned, revealing his exaggerated fangs: "That's not necessarily true. Your Iron Guards are not vegetarians."
Asule turned his head and looked at the strongest warriors he had selected from various tribes: "You are different. You are the seeds of future tribal integration. I hope that one day, there will be no more tribes fighting each other in the wilderness, and all orcs will have the same affiliation!"
Black-armored Orc: "If you don't commit to us now, your dream will end before it even begins. The tribes will not recognize a defeated overlord, especially if you haven't let them plunder you yet."
Asule was silent for a few seconds, then sighed: "You are right. Iron Guards! The target is the war drum! Take control of the war drum again! As long as the drum sounds, the orcs' cohesion will not be dispersed!"
Black-armored orc: "I doubt they understand what cohesion is. They have only learned the common language for half a year."
Asule changed his tone: "Drum! Seize the fucking drum, and then beat the fucking drum! Get the soldiers excited!"
**
Gaotrik killed the orc in front of him with an axe, and the other orc who stood in front of him roared to give himself courage.
The barbarian immediately fought back. It was obvious that he was smaller than the orc (barbarians were also humans after all, just larger ones), but the roar showed that he was clearly superior.
The orc immediately shrank his neck.
Yes, orcs are brutal, bloodthirsty, and love fighting, but they also have morale.
Without morale, the orcs are nothing more than stray dogs.
Gotrek's roar ended, and the dwarf raised the holy symbol under his crotch: "Demoralization!"
This final blow to morale destroyed the fighting spirit of the surrounding orcs, and they turned around and fled.
Yes, the orcs will not surrender, they will either fight to the death or run away. Those captured orcs were captured after being knocked unconscious.
This wave of retreating orcs only raised a corner, and then triggered a chain reaction -
Just as the orc army was about to collapse, drums sounded.
The drumbeats were deep and rumbling like thunder.
Many orcs who had run some distance stopped and looked in the direction of the drum sound.
The next moment, a magical firework rose into the sky, and a new star exploded in the heavy rain.
Flint turned and yelled, "Shoot that lamp! It's a lamp!"
Nini drew the bow in one second, and the arrow flew out with a whistling sound, and a new star in the sky fell.
But it was too late.
The orcs, who had already started running, began to beat the ground with their weapons, echoing the drums.
Amid the heavy rain, a faint low humming sound could be heard.
That was the buzzing sound made by countless orcs vibrating their throats, just like the trembling sound that cats would make when facing a strong enemy.
One of the dwarves exclaimed, "Why? The effect of the bloodlust spell should have worn off!"
Flint shouted, "This is when the orcs are most terrifying. When someone maintains their morale, they are bloodthirsty even without being bloodthirsty!"
The orcs' desire for war, killing, and blood is innate, but it requires some external conditions to stimulate it. Bloodthirst is one of them, but it has a time limit.
The orc heroes have no time limit.
The sounds of war drums and weapons hitting the ground mixed together, like the heartbeat of some monster in the heavy rain.
Now it was the dwarves' turn to waver. Flint shouted, "Hold the line! It's over if the line collapses! If you want to go back and eat meat and drink wine, hold the line!!"
Suddenly, a low horn sounded.