The first two waves of the Orcs were resisted by the Terrans at the cost of zero deaths, but the pressure was still in everyone's hearts.

In the sea of fire outside the "Ironwood Fence Wall", the hundreds of orcs who have been turned into ashes are not dead in vain, and the damage they have caused to the "Ironwood Fence Wall" cannot be ignored.

Without the protection of the "Iron and Wood Fence Wall", these battle skill cultivators in the village, who are generally between twenty and thirty, want to fight against the army of half-orcs, they are undoubtedly hitting stones with eggs! Therefore, the first thing to do on the Terran side now is to delay as much as possible in order to wait for reinforcements to arrive.

Moreover, the idea of delaying this somewhat optimistic idea is only based on the fact that the orc leaders and priests do not participate too early! If these two orcs also join the war, the situation will get even worse.

"Hey, I still don't pay enough attention to the anonymous letter at the beginning, otherwise I would have spent more money to hire some combat skill cultivators! Moreover, the state does not pay enough attention to this matter, they actually only sent a hundred city patrol troops! ”

The white-clad head of Ginkgo Village looked at the firelight in the distance, his emaciated cheeks full of anxiety.

Who would have thought that the anonymous letter could be true? Moreover, the number of orcs is so large, the country didn't expect it, village chief, you still don't have to be too anxious. ”

"Those guilds that ask for help may not be able to help us, but the families of high-level Taoist priests who are not so worldly will definitely send people! When reinforcements arrive, I think we'll be in a better place. Half-orcs don't dare to fight a protracted war, and our Ginkgo Village will definitely be able to survive this crisis! ”

Xiao Min, the assistant to the village chief, who was dressed in gray and white linen all year round, spoke at this time, although there was a stubborn affirmation on his face, but the anxiety in his heart was no less than that of the village chief.

"Hey, Xiaomin! Don't comfort me. If Ginkgo Village is really going to be breached, you can leave me alone and save your life! ”

"Although I don't know why those orc leaders and priests didn't make a direct move, I do know that once they do, the ironwood fence wall will not be able to stop them!"

"I'm old, and I've worked hard for this village all my life. Sooner or later, everyone will die, and if death can choose the way and place, then I hope it will be today, in the village that I have guarded all my life! ”

The village chief has already left, and there is a vicissitudes and sadness in the voice that is fading away. Seeing that he had already held the Shura in his hand that he hadn't taken for many years, Xiao Min knew that the village chief was going to change his equipment, and he was really going to live and die with Ginkgo Village!

Outside the Ginkgo Valley, the Great Tent of the Orc Priests.

Still dressed in a black cloak, Zabuta sat on the throne, and beside his hands sat Sandstone, the "Priest of the Rocks", and Ashma, the "Priest of the Storm". In addition to the three of them, there are two rows of orc commanders standing in a straight line.

The two waves of attacks have passed, and the ironwood fence wall of Ginkgo Village has still not been destroyed, which makes the impatient priest Ashma quite unbreathable.

"When Ginkgo Village is breached, I will eat a few children raw to bring down the fire! These nasty guys are like rats, they only dare to hide in the village and set up a group to attack, and the combat methods are really hateful! Aren't you going to let the Commanders play in this third wave of attacks? ”

Staring at the scarlet eyes larger than a bull's eye, Ashma looked at Zabuta with a deep dissatisfaction in his eyes.

"Ashma! According to the ancient precepts, the commander, as the upper class of the clan, cannot easily fight. ”

"You also said that those humans in Ginkgo Village are just rats, and you want to let the Commanders play when you turn over a rat nest? You're not afraid of being laughed at by your fellow people, I'm afraid of being laughed at! ”

"Even if the Commanders are going to play, they will have to wait until the Ironwood Fence Wall is breached! It's an insult to let the Commanders attack the Ironwood Fence Wall! ”

As the high priest of the clan, Zabuta has in his hands many secret texts that only high priests and kings can read, and it says that this is an ancient precept, then this is an ancient precept! And the leaders, whose wisdom was obviously not comparable to that of the priests, also puffed up their chests proudly when they heard Zabuta's words, and silently agreed with them.

"If that's the case, then at least a few hundred more clansmen will have to die to break through that damn ironwood fence wall! Is there no other way? ”

The sound of the thick sandstone shook the tent, and some dust fell from the tent with its sound.

The tiny dust didn't fall to the ground, and under the gaze of Sandstone, who was good at earth elemental magic, it quickly condensed into a projectile in the air!

Sandstone blew softly, and the projectiles that hung in the air immediately shot out, and a nine-hundred-hundred-strong warrior outside the camp heard a scream of pain to the bone marrow.

The orc priests have their own skills, and any of them entering the current Ginkgo Village will undoubtedly be a tiger into the flock!

"Orcs are inherently dead, or die in battle, or die in plunder, this is fate!"

"Besides, the dead are basically ordinary people with low status, and now the number of people in the Ishihara tribe is a little too much, and the other purpose of fighting the winter famine is not to reduce the population?"

"Hey...... Sandstone Priest, if you feel sorry for those people, you can fight yourself! It is not difficult to break through the iron and wood fence with your skills, and there is no ancient discipline that the priests cannot easily fight! ”

"Zabuta, what are you kidding? The Commanders are the upper class and cannot fight easily, and as the Sandstone Priest of my own clan, am I not as good as the Commanders? I'm not going! ”

Sandstone, who originally wanted to go a little bit, was provoked by the yin and yang weirdness of Zabuta, and as expected, he immediately cared about the issue of status.

"Report!"

A roar was heard, and the orcs in charge of communications entered the tent.

"There are more than five hundred Terran battle skill cultivators rushing towards this side, it seems that they are reinforcements from the Home of Senior Daoists!"

"Humph! Reinforcements are coming, aren't they? Hit, beat me to death! ”

Ashma, who slapped the chair, gave the order first, and the militant orc let out a earth-shattering cheer for its order.

The sound of thousands of orcs running made the earth tremble, and when the group of black orcs appeared in the sight of the reinforcements, almost everyone gasped!

"Don't panic, everyone, hurry to the location of the secret passage first!"

As soon as the half-orcs were discovered, the combat skill cultivators who were not used to such large-scale battles panicked, which made Mu Shengsheng, one of the leading instructors, can't help but roar. (To be continued.) )