“Return.”

Sauron glanced at several other adventurers and retreated to the rear.

There are no jokes about so many ogres. The five of them were found and couldn't escape. The ogres sprinted in the plains very quickly, not to mention that there are many ogres who formed tribes that can launch bloodthirsty brutality. Although the ogres after the brutality will enter the weak stage, they can be killed completely during the brutal period.

"I'm afraid it's a tough battle!" After the distance was opened, the half-elf ranger looked at the others and said in a deep voice: "It's not easy to expel these ogres. With a two-headed ogre wizard, the possibility of success is even lower."

Another adventurer who seems to be a part-time warrior wandering swordsman nodded and said seriously: "Now we can only look at the foundation of Baima City. After all, it is impossible to not send high-level professionals without sending out such a task. If a high-level wizard takes action, it is not impossible to expel these ogres."

Advanced professionals are level one, level one or more are level one or more, level one or more are level one or more.

Usually, the high-level professions mentioned in people are all those with a profession level of 15 or above. There are not many such existences in every place. At least they are positions above the city. Most of the adventurers who come out this time are between the second and third levels. People with a profession level of 15 or above basically rarely take risks. Even if they take risks, they will not be in the wilderness because they have more choices. If they are willing, they can easily enter the ruling class, or become the few gang leaders in the city, or join some organizations to become middle and high-level managers.

Whether it is power or wealth, it is much more than ordinary adventure!

Soren didn't respond. He thought that whether it was success or failure, it was the most important thing to protect himself. While ensuring his safety, earning more killing experience is the king. After all, there is no eyebrow on the battlefield, and this battle will definitely not enter the frontal battlefield. This level of battle still depends on the strength of the Baima City army. It seems that Baima City's previous failures also gained something, otherwise he would not even bring out the golem.

Other adventurers brought back the news one step ahead of them.

There is no shortage of good players among them, so it is not surprising that they come back one step earlier than them.

The White Horse City army was separated from them. The person in charge of this operation has not appeared yet, making it seem as if he was secretly and shameless. Many adventurers are dissatisfied with it. After all, this is a war. Whether it is the generals of White Horse City or the nobles in the parliament, at least let the adventurers look at your strength, and they are somewhat confident in their hearts. Without the interference of professionals above such a battle, the casualties will be very amazing. Some adventurers have already begun to prepare for a retreat.

After all, no one will give up his life for dozens of Jindler’s rewards!

The army of Baima City continued to advance, because of the intelligence collected, engineers had already begun to form war equipment. One golemn came to people's eyes, and the wizards and apprentices began to regulate and charge. Most of them were stone golems, and some iron golems. The golemn craftsmanship was widely circulated among wizards and required high alchemy attainments. Generally, only third-level wizards can refine this golemn. This golemn is very bulky and consumes a lot of energy. It is rarely carried with you as a guard, and will only be devoted to the battlefield and guard the wizard tower.

It is difficult to hide an army of two thousand people from the ogres.

Especially in this plain area, when Sauron and his friends discovered the ogre fortress, their enslaved were already finding traces of their army.

Ogre Fortress.

A two-headed ogre wizard let out a dull roar and roared: "Prepare for battle! You idiots! Take all of them up your weapons and put all the prisoners in a cage."

It looked behind it, and knelt down on its feet with a werewolf scout, and slowly said, "Very good. My slave."

"I give you freedom. Keep serving me, and I will help you become the new leader of the gnoll. In my territory, I can give you a piece of land to build your own tribe."

Ogres have many vassals, and they know how to enslave most of the creatures in the wilderness.

A group of strong ogres gathered together, and it was difficult for this race to distinguish gender. They were basically the same in terms of appearance. They could eat meat when they were born and did not need to go through the breastfeeding stage. The ogres' cubs weighed thirty pounds, and children who were not strong enough would be abandoned by them or even killed and eaten directly. These creatures seemed stupid, but had strong combat instincts. Among the ogres whose intelligence was only about 6 o'clock and even wolves could not compete with them, wizards and warlocks with amazing intelligence would be born from time to time.

Thick iron-thorn maces were distributed to the hands of ogres, and the enslaved goblins were busy helping them wear armor, which were all inferior products made by rushing to work. Some kobolds had 50 points of forging ability, and the ogre tribes also had the craftsmanship of forging weapons and armor. The characteristics of these equipment were bulky and thick, and most of them were separate parts, such as spiked shoulder braces, heavy wrist guards and cast breastplate. The craft mastered by ogres could not be made into complete armor. They were all equipment that was simply melted iron and cast, relying on the weight to exchange for strong protective abilities.

“College bone-breaking hunters.”

The two-headed ogre wizard roared, and under its roar, ogres gathered together, forming simple teams, completely different from other messy ogre groups, which were strictly trained.

Bang!

A loud whip sound.

An ogre wearing armor and holding a heavy battle axe walked out. It whipped the other ogres with a whip, and the whip that almost lost half of its life fell on the werewolf. It only drew a red mark on the ogres. The strong ogre supervisor roared: "Idiot! Gather!"

"Warriors of the Bone Broken Tribe, come and get your weapons."

The heavy battle axe, spike armor, leather armor sewn with humanoid creatures and beast skins, and iron spears two meters long were all distributed to the hands of the ogre warriors. These taller ogres were painted with white ash on their faces, which were interlaced marks, with some of them having horns on their foreheads, which were only ten centimeters long, and they had strange tattoos on their bodies. This was some kind of ancient ritual. The shaman used a dagger to cut their arms, applied some medicine, and fed them some special potion.

Ogres who have passed this ritual will become stronger, their skin is like tough cowhide, and can activate some kind of talent and enter a frenzy of bloodthirsty killing.

Iron weapons, cast iron armor, throwing spears, heavy flying axes, about one or two hundred ogres were armed.

Some ogres holding leather whips opened the beast cage and drove out some wild boars with sharp steel hairs on their backs weighing about half a ton. This is a wild boar with iron ridges living in the depths of the wilderness. They are among the few ogres who know how to feed and tame. Ogres do not know how to cultivate food, but they will choose some special beasts to tame and feed. When wars occur, these beasts are also their power. They know how to drive away prisoners and beasts to attack the enemy and consume the enemy's power first.

The plain area has a wide view.

Not to mention that the Ogre Fortress was built on the hillside, you can see the army of White Horse City moving from a distance.

The two-headed ogre wizard led the army to the foot of the mountain. Ogres rarely rely on fortress defense, because after entering the battle, the chaotic ogres would rush out and chop and kill themselves. Behind the ogres with whips driving away werewolfs, and the goblins and kobolds were not even qualified to be their cannon fodder.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

The dull sound of war drums sounded, and an ogre who seemed to be an advanced shaman hit the war drum made of mammoth skin, and roared to the sky.

"Human!"

The voice of the two-headed ogre was like thunder. It blessed itself with a spell, stood at the forefront of the ogre team, and roared towards the White Horse City Guard, which was gradually approaching in the distance: "The one standing in front of you is the demigod Hegor, the star-world traveler Glossado, and the descendant of the dragon-slayer Gorondo!"

"Two-headed ogre leader - Golor!"

"This land will become the territory of the Broken Bone Tribe, let your leaders come out and talk to me!"

A trace of harassment occurred in the guards of White Horse City. The wisdom of these ogres was far beyond their imagination. The other party actually used the common language.

"Array!"

A sharp female voice sounded, and then agile figure walked out. She was wearing an exquisite rune leather armor, holding a spear in her hand, her long black hair was tied up with a ribbon, and a scar on her heroic face. This was not the most eye-catching thing. What surprised the adventurers more than the commander of White Horse City was that the other party had only one side of the towering breasts, and the breasts on the right had obviously been cut off.

Breast circumcision!

There was a trace of riots in the adventurer, and from time to time someone exclaimed in a low voice: "The female warrior in the tropical jungle!"

"How could Baima City let those women lead the army!"

The heroic female warrior walked to the forefront. She rotated her spear and inserted it into the ground, and a lightning flash jumped on her palms and weapons. She stood at the forefront of the army, holding the spear tightly and jumped with lightning, like the Valkyrie of the mythical age, which quickly excited the army that was a little harassed at the beginning.

"Legendary Realm!?Storm Lord?!"

Sauron's pupils shrank slightly, and the other adventurers also showed extremely shocking expressions. Standing in front of them was a legendary professional.

The storm lord advanced by priests, warriors, druids and barbarians who believe in the God of Storm!

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Chapter completed!