Chapter 0827 Orc Elegy
This journey also allowed Grimm and others to truly witness the bravery of the orcs!
Whether it was the orc wolf riders who were entangled in an army and howled like wild beasts, or the orc warriors who were alone and wanted to sneak attack the solitary members of the witch team... their every move could not escape the eyeball fighters in the sky.
If it was just a single stray soldier, the scorching rays falling from the sky would be enough to pierce it like a candied haws. If there were too many orcs attacking, under the warning of the eyeball fighters, the magic machinery convoy would quickly deploy on the spot and support the terrible magic energy cannon. And many magic archers gathered on both sides of the convoy, covering the position of the orcs with dense rays.
The wolf riders were indeed brave, riding on ferocious wolves under the sky of artillery fire, rushing left and right in the wasteland, howling loudly and waving the bright swords in their hands. The orc warriors were bare-chested, holding wooden shields, waving simple wooden sticks, and following the wolf cavalry with big strides.
Intensive artillery fire exploded in the grass, and the violent flame shock waves mixed with grass debris and dust flew in all directions. Most of the wolf cavalry were wearing leather armor and wolf helmets on their heads. The defense was so simple that it was impossible to look directly at them.
Not to mention the magic flames, even a slightly harder mud block could leave a purple scar on the body. Once such wolf cavalry was affected by the flames, from the wolf knights to the wolf, they would be ignited instantly, and then turned into a terrible fireman and fell to the ground in the grass.
There were eyeball fighters indicating the position in the sky, and these orcs did not even have time to break into the sight of the convoy, and were destroyed in the distance by the dense firepower. Occasionally, some brave guys rushed out of the grass under the heavy artillery fire, and were also blown to pieces by the magic energy bombs that opened in front of them, and their flesh and blood were blurred.
Orcs are well-known elemental insulators. It is almost difficult to find magic weapons in the entire Orc Empire, not to mention magic accessories known for their fineness and dexterity. Without external magic resistance, it is simply a joke for them to rely on their strong bodies to resist the piercing of magic rays!
So the orcs are not brave or scary, but when they face powerful wizards from across the plane, all this becomes a cloud. In addition to falling to the ground suddenly and wailing miserably, they can't even hurt the fur of the magic machinery team.
Crush... crushing!
Even the strong men in the orc tribes, as long as they dare to appear within 3 miles of the convoy, can't escape the covering shooting of magic artillery.
Go all the way, kill all the way!
With the unique bravery and bloodiness of their race, the orcs attacked the magic machinery convoy madly without fear of death. Unfortunately, the gap between the two sides in terms of war was too big, making the orcs' bravery useless and a tragic act of sending themselves to death in vain.
The wizards of the Crimson Family all stayed comfortably in the magic chariot, smoking cigars, drinking red wine, and slowly admiring the figures of the orcs struggling forward in the artillery fire through the monitoring crystal. The only one who disturbed their peace was a level 3 orc swordmaster.
This guy broke through the periphery with his keen intuition and extraordinary speed and rushed into the convoy.
So, it was sad to meet the level 3 thunder dragon Arms, who was disturbed.
This level 3 thunder dragon was really not picky about meat and cold, and even brought those foreign concubines with him when he went out to do tasks. When it encountered the attack of the level 3 orc swordmaster, it was clean and neat. After rushing out of the chariot wrapped in a sheet, it quickly transformed into a thunder dragon form.
The level 3 orc swordmaster is also a real talent. The thin and narrow strange sword in his hand can easily break the outer armor of the magic chariot every time he swings it. However, when it encounters the bad-tempered Thunder Dragon Arms, its luck ends.
Suddenly seeing a terrifying dragon with a body length of more than 30 meters, and feeling the opponent's fierce dragon power at close range, the orc swordmaster's heart is also pounding, and he desperately increases his speed to circle around the Thunder Dragon. Occasionally, it will take advantage of the Thunder Dragon's huge body and the embarrassment of being unable to move in the convoy, avoid the opponent's attack and rush up to cut a few times.
Although the orc swordmaster's wind slash did not break the dragon scales outside the Thunder Dragon, it also made it cry out in pain.
After several pounces, he failed to kill the opponent, but was taken advantage of by the opponent to cut it hard a few times, and the Thunder Dragon Arms was also furious.
So, when the opponent avoided its front and rushed over from the side and rear at high speed the next time, Arms quickly stimulated the violent lightning element in his body.
The dazzling lightning burst out of his body almost instantly submerged the Thunder Dragon, and the Orc Sword Saint who had just rushed to its side was instantly in trouble.
The blinding lightning storm came and went quickly. When the dazzling lightning slowly dissipated, the Orc Sword Saint staggered away from the Thunder Dragon. And its body was full of scorch marks left by lightning burning, and even some places were still emitting black smoke.
The Orc Sword Saint who was seriously injured by the Thunder Dragon eventually became a prisoner of the convoy, and the Thunder Dragon Arms just won and changed into a human form again and rushed back into the chariot. There were sweet voices inside, as if accepting the praise and admiration of many concubines.
To be honest, these foreign concubines who were able to leave Kushui City with Arms should really thank this level 3 Thunder Dragon. Without it, they would probably have to stay in Kushui City and become sacrifices for the next blood sacrifice ceremony.
By then, their fate would be completely different!
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Marklen City.
This is a small border town in the southeastern area of the Great Wasteland.
The total number of orcs in the city is only 30,000, and most of them are centaurs who graze in the wild for the Orc Empire.
There is also a small temple of the God of Beasts in the city.
The orcs in Marklen City had received news of what happened in Dry Water City a day ago.
However, just when the orcs gathered the seven servant leaders to discuss how to march into Dry Water City, the news that a witch army was advancing rapidly towards Marklen City along the road came into the meeting hall.
The blocking troops sent by the orc villages along the way have been defeated one after another, and even the famous 3rd-level orc swordmaster Sardin was captured alive by the witch.
Upon hearing this news, the meeting hall, which was roaring wildly and marching forward just now, suddenly froze!
All the strong men in the entire Marklen City were put together, and there was only one 3rd-level orc berserker and five 2nd-level strong men. And I heard that there seemed to be a level 3 dragon hidden in this aggressive witch team... If this information is true, how can this battle be fought?
I am afraid that this dragon alone is enough to sweep away all the orcs in Marklen City, not to mention the terrible wizard who can control the level 3 dragon!
If the situation in front of them was changed to humans, the top leaders of Marklen City would definitely choose to escape or surrender. Unfortunately, these two words have never existed in the orcs' dictionary. Therefore, even though they knew they were defeated, the orcs still chose to fight to the end and swear to defend the temple of the great beast god.
So, half a day later, the magic machine army of the Crimson Family arrived in Marklen City.
Although the orcs were brave, they were not so stubborn as to run outside the city to engage in a field battle with this powerful witch army.
They hurriedly erected the drawbridge, closed the city gate, and drove a large number of centaurs to the top of the city wall. With deep trenches and the Centaurs' swift spears that could penetrate gold and stone within 50 meters, they were confident that they could block the enemy outside the city.
Unfortunately, the enemy they encountered was by no means an ordinary opponent, but a fully mechanized magic machine team!
The orcs didn't want to come out, which was exactly what Grimm wanted.
Under Grimm's command, 389 magic machines were neatly lined up a hundred meters in front of the city gate, ready to fight. And behind the magic machine team, 20 magic chariots were lined up in a row. With a noisy and harsh metal roar, four mechanical arms stretched out from both sides of the car body and firmly nailed into the soil, and then rumbled out from the roof turret position.
The magic artillery is four or five times more powerful than the magic ray, and the attack power can even reach 170-210 degrees. This is the level that a 1st-level elemental wizard can achieve with a full-strength attack!
What's more important is that the attack range of the magic ray gun is 30-300 meters, while the range of the magic artillery is up to 700 meters. Therefore, from beginning to end, Grimm did not intend to send magic machinery troops to attack the city, but to play artillery battles with the orcs with the intention of minimizing casualties.
When the magic chariot was transformed into a long-range turret, groups of dazzling and blinding red light began to gather inside the magic artillery. 7 seconds later, as the chariot trembled slightly, the fire-attributed magic bullet turned into a huge fireball and shot out, leaving a red scratch in the air and slowly falling over the city wall into the city.
Twenty magic chariots, twenty fire-attributed magic bullets... In an instant, the entire Marklen City was engulfed with a huge fireball.
The crimson wizards got out of the chariots one after another, stood behind the battle formation, and peeked at the nearby Marklen City from afar. I saw huge flames exploded everywhere in the city, bombarding stone buildings one by one, and the flames shot up to the sky.
The whole city was engulfed in a sea of fire in an instant!
The orc commander, who was lying on the city wall and peeking down through the battlements, felt a chill to his bones and his heart was chilled.
What did these witches bring? How could they launch fireballs so far away?
Just when it wanted to order an attack with its eyes wide open, it was regrettable to find that even the nearest metal giant was hundreds of meters away from the city wall. With the arm strength of the centaur spear thrower, it would be difficult to attack the opponent at such a distance.
Just when the orc commander was in a dilemma, something even more horrifying happened.
