Chapter 240 Sword Test - Violent Artist

Therefore, he used the life of the kobold to finalize the matter.

How could a smart ogre like him be able to hide the tricks of humans from him?

"A bunch of idiots, without me as the clan leader, they would have turned into excrement long ago." Tusker put the gold coins in his pocket and said disdainfully, "Only I, Tusker, am the smartest ogre. "

Later, the ogre Tasker lay on the stone floor and slept, waiting for dinner in the evening.

At this moment, six monster clans finally mobilized all their young men because of greed, preparing to destroy this group of humans and take back their "property".

Three goblin tribes, two kobold tribes, and one lizardman tribe gathered around the Tusk camp. Nearly two thousand monsters peered at the Tusk tribe's camp with greedy eyes.

"My lord, the fish is hooked." Orlando entered the cave, leaned down and saluted, and reported to Verinhui.

"The stage is set, let me see the results of your five years of training."

Verin stopped playing chess, sat upright, and gave orders to Orlando.

"Lord, please go to the hill and watch the show."

…

At noon, the sun is high in the sky.

On a plain near the river outside the Tusker camp, two thousand monsters gathered here. Kobolds, goblins and lizardmen were mixed in, with greed in their eyes.

Located in the center of the monster army, the chiefs of the six tribes gathered together to be wary of each other.

At sunset yesterday, several people agreed with each other to work together to annihilate this group of human troops with only a hundred people, and then divide their property according to their own abilities.

On the hill, Kyle moved a huge stone, flattened it with his sword, took the kettle handed by his subordinate, and made tea for Weilin.

Under the hill, four hundred knights were arrayed here. The two armies were clearly separated, and enough space was reserved for both sides to facilitate their respective performances.

At this moment, the heads of the six tribes looked at the number of people on the other side, which was several times larger. Their faces were solemn, but they all understood that there was no way to retreat and they could only fight bravely.

"Human beings are so cunning and treacherous, but our number is five times that of the other side. Victory must belong to us." The tall lizard man said with disdain as he clenched the sword in his hand.

Hearing this, the restless hearts of the other tribal leaders calmed down.

The two sides were two kilometers apart. Orlando and Hebrew pulled down their visors at the same time, raised their spears, and prepared to charge.

At the same time, the four hundred knights behind the two men were also ready, waiting for the commander's order.

"attack."

Orlando uttered two words and drove the red phosphorus horse to charge.

The two knights attacked from the left and right directions and formed a cone-shaped battle formation while running.

When the distance was only one kilometer away, Orlando and Hibs spontaneously broke out in a grudge match.

The next moment, fighting spirit emerged from the knights following the two men, and they connected with each other to form a whole.

Red fire lions and blue ice bears appeared on the ground, their huge bodies shrouding the two knights, charging non-stop.

Looking at the two war beasts that were tens of meters high, Weilin couldn't help but stand up and looked down the mountain intently without being distracted for a moment.

"attack."

When he was a hundred meters away, Orlando's eyes became sharp and his body seemed to transform into a war beast.

"roar--"

With a roar, the monsters on the left and right bleed from seven holes and fell straight to the ground.

The monsters that encountered the war beasts head-on, whether they were goblins, kobolds, or lizardmen, were all turned into blood mist, with no bones left.

"This, what is this?"

Looking at the huge dragon-like war beast, the lizard man aroused the fear in his blood.

The next moment, just like ordinary lizardmen, the tall leader of the lizardman tribe disappeared into thin air.

The formation formed by more than two thousand monsters was easily penetrated by the two knights.

When the blood mist dissipated, only a few monsters survived, no more than five hundred in number.

Half of the dead monsters turned into blood mist, and half died with their internal organs damaged.

Turning his horse's head, Orlando assessed his fighting spirit and looked back at his subordinates. He was a little tired, but he could still fight.

For the remaining monsters, there is no need to use battle formations.

Many knights saw the captain's gesture, dispersed their formations, and hunted freely.

The horrific scene had already made the surviving monsters lose consciousness. They stood there blankly, waiting for the knights of the Fire Lion Knights and the Ice Bear Knights to harvest them without any resistance at all.

Perhaps death is a relief for them.

Standing at this excellent angle, Verin saw the picture that Orlando and Hebrews dedicated to themselves. It was violent and beautiful, bloody and natural, showing a unique aesthetics.

"Hahaha"

"Okay, I have the potential to be an artist."

Weilin couldn't help but applaud and congratulated the two of them.

Kyle heard the sound and came out of his trance, still immersed in the charge just now.

Two thousand monsters were instantly wiped out.

"Lord, with Orlando and Hebrew here, the name of the Prayer Star Leader will definitely resound throughout the Gray Wasteland." Kyle praised.

"The two of them have such momentum at the silver level. When they wait for the gold, it will be the time for the two of them to become famous." Verin laughed heartily and said to Kelshu.

When the surrounding followers heard this, they couldn't help imagining such a scene in their minds.

"My lord." Orlando and Hebrews came to the hill, dismounted, knelt on one knee, and beat their chests in salute.

Weilin looked carefully and saw that there was no trace of blood on the armor of the two men, but their whole bodies were filled with the strong smell of blood.

"The power of the battle formation, what I saw today makes me feel gratified." Weilin helped the two of them up and said with a smile, "Keep up your efforts from now on. The national war with the dwarves will be the time when you make your name."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." The two said respectfully.

"Pack up and prepare to return to the Lake of Praying Stars."

"Yes." everyone replied.

It’s been more than half a month since I left Qixing Leader, and it’s time to go back.

The next morning, the group left the Gray River Valley Plain and returned to the Praying Star Territory.

Two days later, Tusker led the tribe back to their camp. Looking at the intact cave, he felt very good and fell asleep immediately to celebrate.

…

After returning to the castle to rest for a day, Verin asked Kyle to invite Baird over.

In the study, the two of them sat opposite each other.

"In a few months, I will be away for a period of time, which can be a few months or a few years." Verin personally poured a cup of tea for Baird and said to him, "While I am away, I have three major things to entrust to you. Do."

Baird picked up the tea cup and took a sip: "My lord, please speak."

"First, expand the army. Now Qixing has a population of 130,000, and the standing army only has more than 3,600 people. So I hope that you will take the lead, with Orlando, Andrew and Cassius as assistants, to complete the three armies. ”

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