The mercenaries advance at an astonishing rate.

In less than half a day, seven kobold camps, three gnolla camps, and twelve goblin camps were uprooted, and the enslaved race of ogres was almost swept away.

Now, there are no more obstacles on the way to the Ogre City.

When the mercenaries advanced to a distance of less than 5 miles from the city, they passed through a jungle, and suddenly, the sound of countless sharp arrows whistling came from both sides.

There was a commotion among the mercenary groups, and they hadn't even seen who was attacking them.

"There it is!"

A mercenary screamed, and a dark shadow could be seen moving rapidly behind the tree in the direction of his finger.

Grayfang Troll Squad!

Others can't recognize it, how can Cangye not know his old opponent.

Raise your hand and pull out the javelin that is inserted diagonally into the ground, lock the bearing, and throw it with a flick of the night.

A scream was heard, followed by a muffled grunt, and a troll with gray valgus fangs fell from the tree, its javelin stabbed into its heart with pinpoint precision.

Trolls are so tough creatures that one of the mercenaries rushed up and cut off the troll's head with a hand axe.

The next moment, countless trolls streamed out of the jungle.

Armed with a short knife and a javelin on his back, he bombarded the mercenaries indiscriminately.

"Dodge! Dodge! ”

With the exception of the 'Blood Raven' and 'Skinning Demons' mercenary groups, almost all of the mercenaries were in turmoil.

After two or three rounds of attacks, more than a dozen corpses suddenly added to the field, all of which were mercenaries.

The grayfang trolls in front of him had five squads.

You can even see two troll witch doctors dancing on the trunks, singing ancient desolate war songs, waving their palms and sprinkling green raindrops.

A warrior's ode to increase strength!

A sweet spring technique to restore injuries!

A mercenary raised the longbow in his hand and shouted:

"Who went to kill the witch doctor!"

……

On the other side, the coalition of city-states was also gathered.

God knows how the ogre knew how to tactics, and he suddenly struck out from both sides of the road, and the army was taken by surprise.

Seven or eight military mages snorted angrily, and then slowly rose into the air, a spell light rose from their hands and wands.

He was preparing to let these fat fools comprehend the majesty of the spellcaster from a commanding position.

An ogre, much taller than its peers, walked out, and its two bare heads were very visible.

In the midst of the chaos, I don't know who screamed and was born:

"It's a two-headed ogre mage!"

The mages reacted suddenly, but the two-headed ogre had already attacked.

One-Ring Spell - Wind Blade!

One Ring Spell - Spell Missile!

Second Ring Spell - Flame Bullet!

In just a few seconds, an overwhelming torrent of spells swept in, killing two mages who couldn't even open their shields on the spot.

The caster soon paid the price for his arrogance.

Playing a triumphant song all the way, what should have been a cautious heart began to relax, and soon turned into contempt and pride.

Long before leaving, Cangye had already written clearly on the intelligence that the enemy had hidden clever strategists.

The two armies have been attacked, and the gates of the Ogre City, the destination of the expedition, have been opened.

Groups of heavily armed ogre warriors walked out in formation, several skulls hanging from their necks and waists.

This is the skull-crushing warrior of the ogre tradition, the ancient elite of the ogre.

Clustered around the ogre are hordes of bear goblins, goblins, gnolls, and cave giants, all of whom can be regarded as elite cannon fodder.

A large shadow fell from the sky, a lion-faced drake over 10 meters long, and on its back was a giant with blood-red skin, covered in a skeleton, with five raised bone spurs on its back and a skull on its back.

They are the Ferocious Lion, the Fire Bear, the Lapis Wyvern, the Hellnightmare Beast, and the Ogre Lord of the other tribe.

This is a symbol of martial arts!

Ogres have a habit of decapitating powerful foes and piercing their skulls, which is the glory of being a victor.

With the power of a two-headed ogre, it cannot lead a large tribe of more than 500 warriors that has been passed down for hundreds of years, nor can it be able to build a city belonging to ogres.

There is no doubt that the ogre in front of him is the real leader of this tribe, and the evidence behind it is the best proof of this!

The lord descended, and all the ogres hammered their chests with their left hands, and roared from their mouths.

The ogre lord looked at his people, the dragon head under his crotch snorted, and carried the lord around his army.

"My warriors!"

Surprisingly, the ogre lord speaks the language of giants.

The ogres stopped roaring and looked at their lords with awe and ferventness.

The ogre lord was very satisfied with the performance of his people, and immediately roared angrily:

"Go kill! Go conquer! Go to slavery! Destroy all the cities, eat up the arrogant Prometheus, and victory will be ours, descendants of Gogon the Dragon Slayer, the great and terrifying Hammerstone tribe! ”

"Bloodthirsty Aura (Lord)!"

The morale of the ogre army climbed to its peak, and the shamans sent out a series of [bloodthirsty] blessings on each ogre.

The bloodthirsty aura envelops a radius of nearly 50 feet, and all warriors will gain temporary strength +2 and agility +2 as long as they go around in a circle, while not being tired or fearful.

And with Bloodlust and Bloodlust stacked on top of each other, with +1 strength and +1 agility, the high morale of the Ogre army seems to destroy any little bug that dares to stand in the way of the Hammerstone Tribe.

……

The mercenary force was secretly attacked by three troll squads, and the formation was immediately chaotic.

Kazan "Ghost Eyes" was furious because he was shocked to find that he could not organize an effective counterattack.

The trolls attacked suddenly, and there was no tacit understanding between the mercenary groups, and now it is completely gone.

A terrible wolf howl sounded all around, and a sturdy and hideous-looking gnoll joined the war.

There are more than 100 heads, and the hyenas at their feet are several times that.

The scene in front of him made Kazan's face even more ugly, and he had no choice but to yell in a hoarse voice to maintain his morale on the verge of collapse.

For all this, the night sees it all.

Under the corner that no one sees, the corners of his mouth look at a mocking smile.

Cangye is like a tireless machine, constantly swinging the knife, the left hand of the war horse, the right hand of the scimitar, the [dual-wielding weapon fighting technique] makes the night walking on the battlefield is simply the most terrifying killing machine.

"Whirlwind Slash!"

The twin knives swung a series of sharp edges, and several jackals were caught off guard and were instantly cut into several pieces.

In addition to the gnolls, the number of trolls who died at the hands of Cangye has reached 12, and a squad has been completely wiped out.

Shocked by the strength of the man in front of him, the troll leader ordered his men to retreat temporarily.

The aliens looked at the night with horrified eyes.

Is he really human?

Cang Ye's strength is not the strongest, but it does kill the most, and some people are shocked to find that Cang Ye doesn't have any wounds on his body!

Second only to the night are the half-blood tidal soldier Anu and a half-orc sword fighter.

Due to his size, Anu received the most attacks, but with his tenacious life, he dragged three trolls to death, and the giant axe cut off the heads of thirteen gnolls.

The sword fighter is a class that is simply a killing weapon in a multi-party melee.

The strength of the half-orc had reached level 10, and the straight-edged knife wielded in his hand slashed out layers of qi waves, stretching 7 or 8 feet away, splitting blood paths through the crowd of trolls and jackals.

The strongest combat skill of a sword fighter - Matchless Slash!

This is a skill that can only be learned at the full level of the profession.

The swordsman's grasp of "qi" is even higher, and when he wields it attached to the blade, he can instantly burst out with short- and medium-range attacks.

In the midst of the chaotic battle, the two sword fighters glanced at each other, and then shot at the same time with a tacit understanding.

"Whirlwind Slash!"

"Matchless Slash!"

The sword roared, and in less than a moment, at least forty gnolls, nearly a hundred hounds, and even trolls had two arms cut off in the vicinity of the two sword fighters.

While their physical strength was not completely exhausted, the two joined forces again.

"Dragon's Breath!"

"Slash - Whirlwind Dance!"

Cangye jumped up to the top of the tree in a few steps, and as he fell from the sky, the mask was removed, revealing a female face with a cold expression, a mouth slightly open, and a blazing breath of wind.

The dragon flame burned, and the body of the night suddenly spun in mid-air, the speed became faster and faster, and the sharp blade swirled with air flow, and the dragon's breath burst out.

The orcs located below also possess an extraordinary sense of battle.

The straight-edged knife in his hand was held horizontally on his chest, and all the qi in his body was poured into the blade, and it slashed out.

"Wind Strike!"

"Matchless Slash!"

The sword qi extended to more than 10 feet at this moment, gathering the dragon flame slash falling from the sky, like a thunderbolt from the sky and a fire on the earth, and the two of them joined forces with a tacit understanding to burst out at this moment with a terrifying power that even the transcendent professionals were terrified.

"Everyone, retreat!"

The Blood Raven Leader and the Skinning Demon Leader roared as they told their men to back off.

The roaring dragon flame fell into the enemy army under the spiral belt of [Peerless Slash].

The flames exploded, the wind whistled, and in the screams of the monsters, the formation was completely broken, and the number of gnolls whose morale had fallen to the bottom was less than one-tenth, and they fled in a hurry.

And the brave and warlike trolls have long been frightened and have long since fled.

The mercenaries looked at the two people standing in the sea of corpses and bones almost dumbfounded, and couldn't help but show expressions of awe.