Invincible Ghost Army

"I can't help it, brother. This time, we have to rely on ourselves to tide over the difficulties. If the God King pities our people, maybe he will do it, but as you can see, the God King doesn't seem to care for us! Give up! This is the last day we're alive! Enjoy it! Man

Tauren clan leader, said dejectedly, he did not know what the king thought, perhaps, this is a game, but, they are not players, they are the game itself!

"Well! Hum! It's no big deal! I've done everything, but I've never died. Grandma, if I live so hard, I might as well die! " The head of the Tigris turned and came behind the people.

"People! No matter how dangerous it is ahead! For the glory of the Tigris! Kill

"Kill!" Tiger people's morale is so easy to mobilize, yes, as long as the clan leader's order, the tiger people can not be afraid of death charge, because, this is the tiger people's dignity!

In the vast forest, the bimong people are killing mercilessly with giant iron bars, as if they are facing a group of ants. One hundred thousand bimont, full of strength, their anger had already been ignited when they looked at their fellow countrymen who fell at their feet.

"Hum!" Looking at the tigers in the distance, they rush to themselves crazily. Several bimons rush up without hesitation. Death is terrible, but sometimes, death is worthless, that is now!

"Bang Bang...!" The iron bar hit the ground hard, overturned soil, splashed into the air, but no one cared about these, still fearless charge, they have no way out, if charge, they still have hope to survive, their people, still have hope to survive, but once they choose to escape, they have no chance to survive.

This is the orcs will always trust the concept of unity, in order to live to the end!

However, sometimes, this belief may not be easy to use, when faced with a strong enough enemy, unity can make them die faster!

Half an hour later, the originally crowded forest gradually became empty. Bimong fell 200000 people again, but in exchange for 20 million deaths and injuries of the lower orcs.

The tigers are almost wiped out, the moon shadow leopards have the lowest casualties, the Tauren have more than half of the casualties, and the werewolves have more than half of the casualties.

Bimong, the remaining 300000 soldiers, stare at the lower orcs. Waiting for them to get together again.

"Come here and die!" The elder stood in the front of the bimong and roared at the lower orcs in front of him.

"You! As a member of orcs, I want to betray orcs! Don't you know that your family, your children, are all surviving under the rule of his Majesty the orc king? "

"As orcs, you should be loyal to your race! Be loyal to your majesty! Loyalty to the higher ethnic groups above you! And you! But I can't do anything! "

The head of Tauren stood up and said, "elder, you are superior. You think we are weak and not worthy of sympathy! I think it's natural for us to be food! But I ask you! When fighting against the degenerates, we, the so-called weak, are killing the enemy and charging at the front line of the battle. What have the higher dragon people done? They didn't appear in all previous battles, they only know how to enjoy what we give behind them! Including glory