"For the tribe!!!"

The earth is burning.

The high temperature bakes everything in front of Thunder Hammer, accompanied by the flames is blood and thunder.

With a knife, Thunder Hammer was stunned and confused in his heart, looking at the fire-bearing rock thrown from the ogre camp in the distance.

There is actually a catapult in the ogre camp.

So strange.

Those fat white men actually smashed people with catapults!

But the battlefield is not a place to distract it.

A wooden stick hit behind his back, Lei Hammer only felt his body lightening, and then a scorching pain surged into its mind.

It was injured!

He threw out the battle axe and hit the head of the sneak attacker. After the ogre fell to the ground, Thunder Hammer pulled out the long sword behind him in confusion.

This knife just now saved Lei Hammer's life.

If there was no long sword to block the ogre's big stick, the spine of the Thunder Hammer had already broken under the big stick.

"Damn it!"

Roaring angrily, the thunder hammer holding a long sword rushed towards another battlefield.

There, more than a dozen soldiers of two tribes were fighting.

"Roar!" An ogre was stabbed by a thunder hammer behind him, and before he fell to the ground, he turned his hand and smashed it at the thunder hammer.

It avoided it.

After all, Lei Hammer is a level 17 orc. Although he has just made a breakthrough, with the support of the sword of the great leader Oma's mother, Lei Hammer's strength is not weak now.

At least it can play a very important role when fighting these fat white men who are lingering between 12 and 16:50.

The blade flashed, and blood splattered.

A orc berserker rescued from an ogre, but was almost attacked by a crazy friendly army.

Thunder Hammer's mentality was almost broken.

Among the orcs, Lei Hammer is still a young man. Although he was yelling before the battle that he was not afraid of everything, his combat power on the battlefield was considered to be outstanding. However, when facing the tribe members who turned on the crazy roar and killed the red eyes, Lei Hammer was really uncomfortable.

"Man, be awake!"

A slap in the face of the crazy orc. Lei Chuan looked at his anger with a confused expression, and didn't know whether this guy recognized him as his kind.

But...Is this important?

The manic orc's skin had been dyed red. After being hit by a thunder hammer, he turned his head and rushed towards another ogre.

After several rounds of battle between the two sides, the red-skinned orc killed the ogre, and was smashed into the upper body by another ogre and fell to the ground motionlessly.

This scene happened in front of Thunder Hammer.

The orc who killed the red-skinned orc still rushed over to Thunder Hammer.

This scene was enough to make Thunder Hammer even more manic.

Especially when it saw the orc looking at the smiling face it showed when it was dying.

Thunder Hammer swears that the Red-skinned Orcs definitely recognize it!

"ah!!!"

He shouted, carried a long sword, and fought hard.

As he rushed all the way to the battlefield where the great leader Oma's mother was, Lei Hammer no longer knew how many ogres she had killed.

Seven or eight?

There was no time to record, but after killing another blue-skinned ogre, Lei Hammer felt that he had committed suicide enough eight.

Further forward, there are two ogres with larger sizes.

"You will be the ninth!"

Roaring in a hoarse voice, Thunder Hammer nodded at the orc sword saint rushing towards him, and the two rushed up together.

Is war a life-and-death game?

When the Thunder Hammer dealt with its opponent, a hand was already stretched out from behind it.

Back to the knife and chop!

Chop off the blue arm with one knife, press the thunder hammer tightly against the other party, and send the long knife into the other party's throat.

With a bang, another blue ogre fell at the foot of Thunder Hammer.

There is no doubt that this is the opponent of the orc sword saint before.

Since the opponent of the Orc Sword Saint appears beside Thunder Hammer, the next time the Orc Sword Saint is self-evident.

"call...."

The fierce battles in succession, the thunder hammer that had broken the double-digit number was gasping for breath, perhaps because of the existence of two fat blue men, the ogre closest to it was also fifteen meters away.

This gave Thunder Hammer some breathing time.

‘It’s so tired, what are the chiefs doing?’

The thunder hammer, whose physical strength was exhausted, sat on the belly of the blue ogre, and glanced around, trying to find the figure of the chief.

What disappointed the Thunder Hammer was that it was surrounded by enemies and us, with heavy blocks, and there were no signs of Oma's mother.

"How is the Chief?"

With a big breath, Lei Hammer touched his fangs, then stood up with difficulty and killed him in the other direction.

This battle lasted for nearly four hours.

When the sound of trumpeting the troops came from the camp behind him, Thunder Hammer looked around and there was less than one small team of orcs still alive on the nearby battlefield a hundred meters away.

It also includes itself!

Orcs: "It's so tired, have the Great Chiefs succeeded?"

Orcs: "I don't know, maybe it's right."

Orcs: "Come here to help me, I can't move..."

Orcs: "Hey, Thunder Hammer, you're still alive..."

Along the way, eleven orc warriors supported each other and walked towards the camp with bumpy and bumpy steps.

They no longer know how far they have fought.

At the beginning, the large army gathered together, and everyone used large military formations to cooperate in killing the enemy.

But as time passed, the brigade was disbanded into a squadron, and the squadron was disbanded into a squadron, and there were only enemies around except for the same clan.

At this time, all military orders are nonsense.

They have no choice but to cut their enemies without brainstormingly.

Chase, fight, move, escape.

Rest, get closer, gather, fight.

This is almost a process of continuous reincarnation on the battlefield. Only by killing all the enemies in a region can the orcs have time to consider other things.

Supporting an ordinary orc warrior who had joined the war at some time, the thunder hammer grinned with his fangs, listening to it boasting about the number of enemies killed in this war.

The ordinary orc said he had killed three, but Lei Chuan felt that with the strength of the opponent's fourth-level elite, it would be a blessing to be able to kill one.

Is this war?

In the past, people have passed on word of mouth, follow up on the brigade charge, never be divided by the enemy, line up and fight each other on the plains...

Have the people who say these words really been on the battlefield?

I personally experienced this once and responded with a skeptical attitude.

But no matter what, in today's battle, it was lucky to survive.

Eleven orcs limped for nearly an hour. When they finally entered the orc camp and were taken over by the female orc in the camp, Lei Chuan suddenly realized that he had actually fought so far.

Didn’t you plan to pursue the footsteps of the big leader and directly enter the ogre camp?

Why did you go astray after killing...

Lei Chuan was a little guilty, feeling that his sense of direction might be bad.

As for the many female orcs in the camp, the gazes that looked outside the camp sadly, and the painful howls of the injured orcs by the witch doctor.

Lei Chuan felt that this had little to do with him.

Because its relatives were already in the last ogre attack.
Chapter completed!