Orc Tyrant

Ork’s main force used a wedge composed of three hundred overweight armors to attack the defenders around the western entrance of the Holy Spear Fortress.

At its tip, seven armors carrying rocket launching nests shot into flesh and blood like bullets, rushing into the line that the defenders were still constructing.

Some lycanthropes tried to resist these super-heavy tanks. Their artillery fired at these giant machinery, and the deadly artillery responded quickly, pushing the shells through the buildings and armor.

Black smoke clouds bloomed in the air, gradually spreading and splitting, exposing the flames inside.

Smaller vehicles followed closely, killing those half-dead or severely injured arcane flesh and blood machinery. The machine guns carried by the garbage truck fired projectiles to the front of the advancing queue, overlapping explosions blooming like scattered flowers.

Over time, the front line began to bend.

The vehicles that were still advancing and the vehicles that were counterattacked by the beasts were intertwined, forming a chaos within one kilometer of the entrance and exit.

In the southern part of the fortress, the roughly restored Maoge warfare will advance with the large Wuyangyang infantry-two-legged machinery clad in black iron and burnt orange stripes strode through gunpowder smoke, their armors under fire and rain. sparkling.

After a period of time, all the Mao brothers will stop, and then volleys.

White-hot energy beams impacted the earth, and the continuous artillery shells and rockets fell like raindrops on the edge of a storm cloud. Their advancement encountered resistance for a time, but they completely destroyed all rebels.

When the dust from their last salvo fell, the warlords roared out their mechanical battle cry among the burning ruins.

Soon, they arrived at the swamp guarding the fortress.

Warrior Mao [Big Belly] took the lead to step out of the front, and its splayed toes slowly sank into the dirt and mud.

It is a pure war machine and the smallest of the five warriors, but it is still a **** of destruction.

One hundred meters behind it, its companions are following, and its head and weapons swing as the pace accelerates.

They have destroyed a whole dozen enemies, as well as a team of two-legged steel monsters with dusty shells. Those are simple prey, not worth mentioning for machines like them.

At the belly of the head, the crew listened to the signal sent from behind.

Despite the heavy fog, hundreds of thousands of Oukes are still gathering at the enemy's fortress. The lycanthropes seem to be going to defend their last refuge, and the resistance is very fierce.

It doesn't matter, victory is only a matter of time.

Under Guk’s personal command, the Oukes demonstrated rare mobility and discipline, under which they are almost invincible.

probably……

boom!

Without warning, an intermittent line of fire rose from the ruins and hit the belly.

The outer armor collapsed in an instant, and the exploded projectile hit its head.

Warlord Mao shook his head, like a Scrooge driving away a group of poisonous bees attached to its fur, and fired back blindly at the same time.

Plasma and shells poured out of its weapons, turning the surrounding ruins into dust and hot steam.

Soon, the defenders fired at the big belly again, and their long-hidden weapons finally revealed their fangs...

boom!

The light cyan light beam pierced the bucket-like head of Mao Ge Jingang accompanied by the scream of the metal evaporating.

The huge machine fell slowly with the screams of broken metal and the falling gears. The last message sent by its controller was a warning to his companions.

"There is an ambush!"

This signal screamed, but at this time another steel body had fallen.

The flat floating tank rose from the swamp and began to slide on the surface of the water with mud, and the remaining Maoge warlord put all the firepower on it.

It dodged while swaying from side to side, but it was hit to the left by a deadly cannon, and it was turned into countless bits and pieces in the rising fire cloud.

The precious vehicles supported by the Trust Council disappeared on the battlefield like a meat grinder. Now there are no weapons that can threaten the soldiers. They begin to take firm steps towards the already flaming fortress. .

"What the hell..."

Miviman felt his eyelids start to tremble, but nothing was moving in the square.

Among the small hills of gravel, the paving stones have been crushed and blackened by artillery fire, but relative to the chaos around it, they still appear quite calm.

Here, they are staying in the front line, defending against the enemy's attack, but if there is no noise in the microphone and the flash of mist illuminating in the distance, he might think they are alone here.

Soon after they arrived at the assigned location, the boss asked them to stand by without saying what to do next. The stinky guys had all been driven into the fortress, and only the last hammer to smash the shell was needed.

Maybe Guk thinks that overweight armor does not perform well in a siege?

Miviman does not want this idea to be fulfilled, he very much hopes to be recognized by the overlord, so that he can make more armor.

Fuck, I just want to fight.

He prayed in his heart. Ur was trying to stretch out on his chair. A few minutes ago, a shell hit the square. The dull cracking sound really scared them, but nothing followed the shell. Come.

In the north, the Oukes are advancing vigorously, the south has been blocked, and the central part seems to have been forgotten.

But at least he judged from the microphone, the war in the middle was the fiercest place-the mist hissed with flashing lights, shivering furiously.

The overlord personally led the guards and began to storm the main gate of the fortress, thinking that it might have broken through now.

But these were all slightly far away from here, looking towards the calm square, he felt like an insect covered in an inverted glass.

"Is there something?"

The voice of the commander of Razor came from the microphone.

"No."

Miviman replied briefly, he was looking at the square from an observation hole on the top of the turret.

The periscope is broken, but it doesn't matter, there is nothing to see anyway.

The bodies of the Razor and Ironshoe were hidden behind the ruins of a building on the west side of the square. Only their two vehicles covered the square and guarded the square for half a kilometer. At first there were some other overweight armors here, but they were then pulled out. Went to the north.

The worst part was that he was pretty sure that the other guys in this part of the defense left without getting orders.

They ignored the order, they wanted to see the real war, get their car dirty, and get a few more kills.

He almost wanted to laugh when he thought of this, he must stay here, this is an order from above.

He knew he should be troubled by it, but he found that he really, really didn't care.

If it’s always quiet here, then it’s good--

Phoo~!

Something roared across the square, a wave of pressure pushed away the mist in front of it, and sharp claws and swords shimmered in the dim sunlight.

Before it disappeared between the ruins, Miviman saw an unknown red color.

All the stalls that Ouke was still stunned, the echo when it passed slowly faded.

"What the **** is that?"

Miviman turned on the team microphone.

"All guard, fire on any target."

"What's that—"

As soon as the captain of Ironshoe spoke, the captain of Razor interrupted him

"I saw it, a red-skinned man, but not a stinky guy, with horns on his head, and he seems to be holding a sword in his hand."

Miviman was silent.

Why would you find him for all kinds of horrible things? what happened to him? Did it mess with something unclean?

"Are you sure it's alive?"

"Well……"

The commander of Razor paused, he was not so sure now.

But that thing is red, he is sure of it, but what does it mean?