"What's the situation?" Caslo, who had been flying for a long time, clearly saw the group of half-orcs camped underground. They did not march quickly while the sky was still bright, but instead settled on the west bank of the Red Water River.
"Could it be that a large tribe migrated?" Kaslow was afraid that the nervousness of himself and others had mistaken the migration of the orcs in the wasteland as a sneak attack.
"No! This is the army! There are no old and young orcs!" Caslo asked Kaldor to lower himself a little and hide in the clouds to observe. With the Dragon Eye skill, Kaslow could even see the totems on the Orcs on the ground at an altitude of 1,000 meters.
"What are they waiting for?" Caslow decided to go back and tell Roland the news. After all, these half-orcs wouldn't be able to reach the vicinity of Rapid City for a while.
……
"What? They were stationed by the river?" Roland was surprised, shouldn't they swarm over in a swarm according to the brainless characteristics of orcs?
"Maybe they are the half-orcs who are stationed there waiting for a joint attack from other places! For example, Gundaba and Dogordo!" Renault stood up.
"Think about it, what would happen if an army of half-orcs appeared behind us while we were fighting bravely in front of us? Although they were just wasteland half-orcs with bone sticks and sticks!" Raynor continued.
Everyone's heart was covered with a chill... If such a thing really happened, the defense line of the entire alliance would collapse layer by layer like dominoes.
"We need to discuss with the Allied forces in Los Saint-Neil City how to deal with them." Caslow thought for a while.
"No! We don't need to discuss! Assemble all the soldiers!" Roland said coldly, waving out of the camp.
"Looks like you're in trouble!" Peter Gros landed in the city riding a dragon. This was the first time Roland had carefully observed a giant dragon.
The 30-meter-long Xingchenlong is covered with dark blue scales, with a little starlight shining on it. The scales on the abdomen are milky white, and the sharp claws as deep as sapphire are glowing with cold light. The golden vertical pupils are bright, but this dragon has no dragon armor and only a dragon saddle? Bad review! Kathrow's flying dragons all have dragon armor that wraps their entire bodies. This also shows that the Kingdom of Singry really has no money, otherwise it would be impossible for the dragons to run naked.
To know that the Dragon Knight is one of the highest-end combat powers of a force, it is not a pity that all kinds of resources are piled up on it. The Dragon Knights of the Lagrang Empire not only have luxurious equipment themselves, but also the equipment of the dragon is also extremely luxurious. Looking at the streaking dragon knight, Roland could only admire how poor he was! I don't even have the money to put armor on the dragon...
"Knight Peter? What are you doing here?" Roland wondered, because the city of Los Saint Neil was facing the threat of war from Togoldo at any time, and the war in the east Roland did not intend to ask them for help, after all, although tens of thousands of wasteland and half There are many orcs, but that quality... Except for sneak attacks from behind, Roland's soldiers who fought head-on were crushed by them with their eyes closed.
"Let me see if you need any help. It looks like you're planning to attack the half-orcs in the east?" Peter Gros looked at the nervously assembled army.
"That's right! We can't wait for them to come find us." Roland smiled.
"Well, after all, it's better for us to have the initiative. Although the city of Los Saint-Neil and the king cannot support your army, I can follow your command." Peter Gros said humbly, he brought the two kings' Kindness and support.
"No, no, the city of Los Saint-Neal needs high-end combat power! If the Orcs from Togoldo suddenly march in, we don't know if they have other cards. It's the best choice to keep you here." Roland denied road.
"But your soldiers are few!"
"But we have nothing to fear!" Roland looked into the dragon knight's eyes calmly.
"Okay... I will convey your will to the two kings!" Through Roland's eyes, Peter Gros saw peace and fearlessness.
"I wish you good luck." After Peter Gross gave a knightly salute, he turned over to the dragon, and the star dragon flew into the sky as soon as it spread its wings.
"My lord, we have a huge disparity in strength in this battle!" Caslow quietly came behind Roland.
"But we have no choice... We are attacked by the enemy and our troops are stretched... We can't block it! The city of Los Saint Neil must not be lost! The orcs from the north and south must not converge! We are not lucky to repeat the Lonely Mountain War again." Roland calmly He watched the soldiers who had assembled and drove out of the city.
……
"Sir! 1047 people are all assembled! Except for the El Nino Ranger, everyone else and the soldiers of the grassland elves are here." Carlos said to Roland.
"Well, let the Knights go first!" Roland turned his head and said to Renault.
"Lord Ladir, Rapid City will be handed over to you! Please organize a youth vigil, if we don't come back..." Roland did not continue.
"May the Dragon God protect you... my king." Ivy leaned down and said softly.
"Well." Roland forced a smile.
……
"Are we really going up like this?" Verwey was a little afraid to believe.
"What? How dare the brave and adept prairie elves actually be timid?" Roland asked curiously.
"No, no, no, I just wanted to ask, let's just jump in like this?" Verwey always felt that something was wrong.
"When the gap between the numbers is too large, all tactics are useless." Roland calmly looked ahead.
"But I found out that we only have three days of food! What should we do when we come back?" Verwey said frantically, meaning that they would have no food after the next three days.
"Three days? Enough! We're going to get there three days max! If we beat them~www.wuxiahere.com~Caslow will bring us plenty of food, if we fail...so no need to think about what to do back Do it." Roland didn't care.
"Damn... what you said really makes sense!" Verwey vented. He felt unfair for the tragic fate of the prairie elves. He had just fled there with his clan, but he didn't expect to take them so quickly. back to the battlefield.
"Save your energy..." Roland sighed lightly. He just noticed that the equipment of this group of prairie elves was in poor condition. Although they were properly maintained, their workmanship and materials were obviously inferior to other elves.
"For our home! We have nothing to fear!" Roland said firmly in his heart.
……
"What! A prairie elf found us and fled?" Oroville, the orc king of the wasteland, roared, and these incompetent wastes under his command were only reporting now.
"They've been gone for a few days!" Ojoville said angrily.
"At least five sunsets... Your Majesty..." The orc kneeling on the ground shivered.
"Roar!" Ojoville angrily waved the warhammer in his hand and smashed the spy's head, causing dark green and white things to splash on the ground.
"Damn prairie elf! Incompetent waste!" Oroville said incompetently and furiously.
"Pass my order! Pull out the camp and advance to the foot of the Lonely Mountain!" Ojoville said angrily.
"The dwarves of Lonely Mountain may have gotten the news. We can't wait for Azog and Polge any longer." Oroville decided to lead the army alone, at least to catch the Lonely Mountain allied army by surprise.
"Let's go! Ow!" Oroville roared while riding on the Warg.
"What's the situation?" Caslo, who had been flying for a long time, clearly saw the group of half-orcs camped underground. They did not march quickly while the sky was still bright, but instead settled on the west bank of the Red Water River.
"Could it be that a large tribe migrated?" Kaslow was afraid that the nervousness of himself and others had mistaken the migration of the orcs in the wasteland as a sneak attack.
"No! This is the army! There are no old and young orcs!" Caslo asked Kaldor to lower himself a little and hide in the clouds to observe. With the Dragon Eye skill, Kaslow could even see the totems on the Orcs on the ground at an altitude of 1,000 meters.
"What are they waiting for?" Caslow decided to go back and tell Roland the news. After all, these half-orcs wouldn't be able to reach the vicinity of Rapid City for a while.
……
"What? They were stationed by the river?" Roland was surprised, shouldn't they swarm over in a swarm according to the brainless characteristics of orcs?
"Maybe they are the half-orcs who are stationed there waiting for a joint attack from other places! For example, Gundaba and Dogordo!" Renault stood up.
"Think about it, what would happen if an army of half-orcs appeared behind us while we were fighting bravely in front of us? Although they were just wasteland half-orcs with bone sticks and sticks!" Raynor continued.
Everyone's heart was covered with a chill... If such a thing really happened, the defense line of the entire alliance would collapse layer by layer like dominoes.
"We need to discuss with the Allied forces in Los Saint-Neil City how to deal with them." Caslow thought for a while.
"No! We don't need to discuss! Assemble all the soldiers!" Roland said coldly, waving out of the camp.
"Looks like you're in trouble!" Peter Gros landed in the city riding a dragon. This was the first time Roland had carefully observed a giant dragon.
The 30-meter-long Xingchenlong is covered with dark blue scales, with a little starlight shining on it. The scales on the abdomen are milky white, and the sharp claws as deep as sapphire are glowing with cold light. The golden vertical pupils are bright, but this dragon has no dragon armor and only a dragon saddle? Bad review! Kathrow's flying dragons all have dragon armor that wraps their entire bodies. This also shows that the Kingdom of Singry really has no money, otherwise it would be impossible for the dragons to run naked.
To know that the Dragon Knight is one of the highest-end combat powers of a force, it is not a pity that all kinds of resources are piled up on it. The Dragon Knights of the Lagrang Empire not only have luxurious equipment themselves, but also the equipment of the dragon is also extremely luxurious. Looking at the streaking dragon knight, Roland could only admire how poor he was! I don't even have the money to put armor on the dragon...
"Knight Peter? What are you doing here?" Roland wondered, because the city of Los Saint Neil was facing the threat of war from Togoldo at any time, and the war in the east Roland did not intend to ask them for help, after all, although tens of thousands of wasteland and half There are many orcs, but that quality... Except for sneak attacks from behind, Roland's soldiers who fought head-on were crushed by them with their eyes closed.
"Let me see if you need any help. It looks like you're planning to attack the half-orcs in the east?" Peter Gros looked at the nervously assembled army.
"That's right! We can't wait for them to come find us." Roland smiled.
"Well, after all, it's better for us to have the initiative. Although the city of Los Saint-Neil and the king cannot support your army, I can follow your command." Peter Gros said humbly, he brought the two kings' Kindness and support.
"No, no, the city of Los Saint-Neal needs high-end combat power! If the Orcs from Togoldo suddenly march in, we don't know if they have other cards. It's the best choice to keep you here." Roland denied road.
"But your soldiers are few!"
"But we have nothing to fear!" Roland looked into the dragon knight's eyes calmly.
"Okay... I will convey your will to the two kings!" Through Roland's eyes, Peter Gros saw peace and fearlessness.
"I wish you good luck." After Peter Gross gave a knightly salute, he turned over to the dragon, and the star dragon flew into the sky as soon as it spread its wings.
"My lord, we have a huge disparity in strength in this battle!" Caslow quietly came behind Roland.
"But we have no choice... We are attacked by the enemy and our troops are stretched... We can't block it! The city of Los Saint Neil must not be lost! The orcs from the north and south must not converge! We are not lucky to repeat the Lonely Mountain War again." Roland calmly He watched the soldiers who had assembled and drove out of the city.
……
"Sir! 1047 people are all assembled! Except for the El Nino Ranger, everyone else and the soldiers of the grassland elves are here." Carlos said to Roland.
"Well, let the Knights go first!" Roland turned his head and said to Renault.
"Lord Ladir, Rapid City will be handed over to you! Please organize a youth vigil, if we don't come back..." Roland did not continue.
"May the Dragon God protect you... my king." Ivy leaned down and said softly.
"Well." Roland forced a smile.
……
"Are we really going up like this?" Verwey was a little afraid to believe.
"What? How dare the brave and adept prairie elves actually be timid?" Roland asked curiously.
"No, no, no, I just wanted to ask, let's just jump in like this?" Verwey always felt that something was wrong.
"When the gap between the numbers is too large, all tactics are useless." Roland calmly looked ahead.
"But I found out that we only have three days of food! What should we do when we come back?" Verwey said frantically, meaning that they would have no food after the next three days.
"Three days? Enough! We're going to get there three days max! If we beat them~www.wuxiahere.com~Caslow will bring us plenty of food, if we fail...so no need to think about what to do back Do it." Roland didn't care.
"Damn... what you said really makes sense!" Verwey vented. He felt unfair for the tragic fate of the prairie elves. He had just fled there with his clan, but he didn't expect to take them so quickly. back to the battlefield.
"Save your energy..." Roland sighed lightly. He just noticed that the equipment of this group of prairie elves was in poor condition. Although they were properly maintained, their workmanship and materials were obviously inferior to other elves.
"For our home! We have nothing to fear!" Roland said firmly in his heart.
……
"What! A prairie elf found us and fled?" Oroville, the orc king of the wasteland, roared, and these incompetent wastes under his command were only reporting now.
"They've been gone for a few days!" Ojoville said angrily.
"At least five sunsets... Your Majesty..." The orc kneeling on the ground shivered.
"Roar!" Ojoville angrily waved the warhammer in his hand and smashed the spy's head, causing dark green and white things to splash on the ground.
"Damn prairie elf! Incompetent waste!" Oroville said incompetently and furiously.
"Pass my order! Pull out the camp and advance to the foot of the Lonely Mountain!" Ojoville said angrily.
"The dwarves of Lonely Mountain may have gotten the news. We can't wait for Azog and Polge any longer." Oroville decided to lead the army alone, at least to catch the Lonely Mountain allied army by surprise.
"Let's go! Ow!" Oroville roared while riding on the Warg.
