With the arrival of the reinforcements, the Extreme War Rats, Hotz decisively made the decision to shift from defense to counterattack.

Otherwise, they can only watch these 'reinforcements' being hacked to pieces by the orcs, and then attack their defense line that has lost its 'toughness'.

Yes, Hotz understands it better than anyone else.

The 6,000 Cavans Rat Legion as reinforcements were not enough to change the situation of the war.

Although the Ratmen who have undergone transformation surgery have broken through their stubbornness due to race, the upper limit of their combat power is still there.

When these ratmen just broke out of the defense line, the density was too high to take advantage of their agility. Hotz saw more than one ratman being smashed to pieces by the orcs' battle axes and giant hammers!

Their strength is about the same as that of human militias, but their advantage is that they are not afraid of death. Even if some of them suffer heavy losses, they will leave tooth marks on the strong bodies of the orcs.

Moreover, they seem to have poison in their weapons, so orcs often miss their vital points and fall into psychedelic madness.

Only some of them, about a hundred or so, had horns similar to the first rat-man that seemed to be named Cavennis, and their combat power was barely sufficient, faintly approaching the level of jackals and gray dwarves.

This undoubtedly made Hotz angry about the 'Ultramarines' plan.

He believed that as long as his surgical skills matured, his strength should be greatly improved, and he would probably directly break through to level 17 'Master'.

And if he waits until the 19 surgeries are fully mature, it may not be impossible for his physique and strength to be infinitely close to that of a legend.

Hotz quickly shook his head, temporarily driving these chaotic thoughts out of his mind.

Distraction is a taboo on the battlefield!

He threw away the uneven and tattered shield.

Without the protection of a solid wall, they only relied on the tower shield, which was riddled with holes after having withstood three high-intensity attacks in succession, and had lost its original protective capabilities.

If they continue to fight with it, it will only waste their precious energy.

And with these Cavans drawing firepower and sharing the pressure for them, their numerical disadvantage over the elites will be greatly reduced in a short period of time.

Instead, this group of high-level warriors included Hotz, the shield swordsman Sgard, the tauren warrior Renn, the orc swordsman Droru, the alpine barbarian berserker Pantos, and the druid Cenarion who turned into a giant bear.

Force was liberated from the defense line!

"Fight back!"

"The orcs must die! Ouch!!!"

Hots, who had already been beaten by this orc behind the shield, looked up to the sky and let out a wolf howl. His already strong body soared again, and the damaged upper armor shattered and splashed everywhere, while Chiguo's upper body

Fine dragon scales quickly spread out.

boom!

Sparks mixed with blood flew everywhere.

He relied on the scales on his arms to resist the orc's axe, and the roaring chain sword cut through the opponent's waist, breaking him into two pieces on the spot.

"die!!!"

When it passed by, Hotz bit the handle of the stone ax with his teeth, pulled down the stone ax embedded in the scales of his arm, held it, turned his head to avoid the fatal blow, and chopped down the orc with one strike.

With his left knee, he knelt down in front of Hotz on the spot.

Then Hoz's chain sword and stone ax, which had lost its kinetic energy, hit him on the neck in succession!

“Forgive no one!!!”

Hotz leaned back and kicked the orc in front!

Poof!

The torn-off head of the orc rose into the sky, while the body without the head flew directly out. The orc behind him staggered, and his eyes were covered with blood.

Before he could react, an ax thrown by Hoz was cut into his face. When he was about to fall to the ground, he pulled out the stone ax that was stained with brains. He turned and swept his legs to hit another orc.

volley flip.

"aggressor!!!"

An ax struck the orc in the mouth, knocking it back to the ground.

The unstoppable jackal flew forward, tightly wrapped his arms around the opponent's face, and executed him directly with the chain sword. He held up his bleeding head and let out a hoarse war cry:

"For Zelandia! Kill them!!!"

Hoz, who killed the orcs with instant kills one after another, was like a blood-soaked demon king. His unstoppable bravery actually caused a brief vacuum period for his surrounding enemies.

This scene also greatly boosted the morale of the Zeelandian Legion, but it also deeply stimulated the brave hearts of the orcs.

In the distance, Onarom pointed his battle ax at Hodes, who was unique in the center of the battlefield, and roared angrily:

"Kill him!

"Who killed that jackal!

"Reward three frost wolf cubs!!"

"Under a heavy reward, there must be a brave man" is true in most societies of intelligent creatures.

The three Frostwolf cubs are already equivalent to the three Frostwolf Knights in the future, equivalent to the lowest level of human knight aristocracy!

For a moment, Hotz seemed to be the eye of the storm on the battlefield. Nearby, countless orcs who heard the wind no longer paid attention to the ratmen running around, and rushed toward Hotz crazily!

The glory of a family of three frost wolves!

It’s worth risking your life to fight for!

"cover!!!"

Tauren Renn was the first to rush out!

He could tell that in order to regain his morale, Hotz forced himself to exchange injuries for injuries and achieved such a shocking local result with thunderous momentum, and he was a little exhausted.

Just as an orc was about to chop at Hoz's neck, half of his head was chopped off by the tauren's axe. Seeing at least six or seven orcs rushing toward him like a desperate, Ren looked up to the sky and let out a roar.

The muscles and tendons were stretched and swollen like a blue dragon, as if a layer of blood mist had been sprayed out to cover the whole body.

[Frenzy—Blood Fury]!

Then he picked up the giant ax and smashed it towards the ground.

[Frenzy Battle—Collapse of Mountains and Earth Slashes]!

There was a loud bang, and the entire land centered on the tauren's ax seemed to ripple on the water, and then countless cracks spread out in all directions.

In the eyes of the charging orcs, they suddenly felt that they were getting further and further away from each other.

But the next moment, they discovered that this was not an illusion, but that they had actually suddenly risen into the sky.

Facing the giant ax coming towards them, the orcs who were blasted off the ground could only instinctively use their own stone weapons to block, but how could they block the battle ax handmade by the dwarf master Tiger?

What about Rhythm of the Earth?

Poof!

These seven orcs were chopped into double figures by the tauren in mid-air with an axe, and their bodies were scattered with blood and organs mixed with them.

However, this extremely bloody and barbaric scene not only did not make the orcs retreat this time, but instead charged towards them even more crazily.

"Brothers! Charge!"

Shield warrior Sigard was stunned for a moment when he saw his usually honest and honest good brother suddenly exploded. Then he smiled with relief and rushed out without hesitation. He hit an orc in the face with a shield blow, followed by

Cut off the head with one sword.

However, he did not continue to advance after taking care of a nearby orc, but instead guarded the flanks of Hoz and Renn!

This is what he is good at as a shield warrior!

On the other side, the barbarian Pantos climbed onto the back of the druid Cenarion, and patted the giant bear's buttocks with his battle ax:

"Cenarion! It's time to once again demonstrate our harmony between man and bear! Drive!"

"Roar!!! Damn Pantos! Just wait for me! After this battle, I will use my bear paw to smash your ass to pieces!"

The druid Cenarion roared angrily, and smashed the head of an orc with a huge bear paw. Pantos on his back swung his double ax one after another, harvesting the names of all the orcs along the way.

The orc Droru looked at the scene of his comrades fighting with the orcs. At first he was a little confused, but when he saw the orcs riding frost wolves on both sides again, the honest old miner suddenly became furious.

"Damn Shadowmoon Clan! You shameful thieves! Those are our Frostwolves! They belong to our Frostwolf Tribe!!!"

He held a strange weapon that looked like a sword and a knife in his hand, and he rushed towards Onarom like crazy.

And his swordsmanship is also extremely exquisite, combining the domineering toughness of the orcs with the precision and lethality of humans. After one sword was blocked by the orc in front of him, the long sword in his hand actually 'broke' another one out of thin air!

Stab it into the orc's abdomen, and then lift it up suddenly!

Poof!

The orc was actually split open on both sides from his abdomen to his head.

Then he held a bloody sword in his hand, pointed at Onarom in the distance of the battlefield through countless surging orcs, and roared:

"Onaromu! You despicable fellow!

"Deloru Lantrisso Frostwolf is here!
Chapter completed!