"You mean, you're going to finish off the rest?" Lan Fako immediately came to his senses.
"Nonsense, when we encounter this kind of dog-eat-dog thing, let's take the opportunity to pick up the cheap, who is worth it?" The old evil said with a grin.
"Hey, hey!" Lan Fake suddenly sneered, and then looked at the battle in the distance, and said lightly: "I'm afraid you won't have a chance to pick up the bargain!" "
"Why?" The old evil immediately asked curiously.
"Because I just found out that this is not a battle of equals!" Lan Fako laughed.
"What do you mean?" The old evil asked puzzled, "Didn't you just say that the two sides were evenly matched?" "
"Huh!" Lan Fake smiled slightly, and then said very gratifyingly: "That's because I didn't expect that there was a high-level shaman in the mercenary team formed by that orc just now!" "
When the old evil heard this, he was also surprised, you know, the status of shamans in the beast race is even higher than the status of magicians in humans. In human society, magicians are at most as noble as nobles, but in the beast race, shamans have more status than nobles. Especially the high-level shaman, it is almost equivalent to the level of a human duke. Such a treasure is easy to see, how can it appear in the mercenary group?
The old evil then hurriedly turned his gaze to the battlefield, and sure enough, in a team of more than a hundred beast mercenaries, he saw two shamans dressed differently. The one on the left is a minotaur, he ** upper body, his head is short of feathers, and he is covered with various ornaments. In front of him, stood a blood-red totem pole that was 3 meters long and more than two feet thick. I don't know what it was made of.
However, although this thing is a heavy weapon, it is not used for combat most of the time. Instead, it is beaten as a war drum. I saw that shaman dancing around the totem pole, and at the same time hitting the totem pole with both hands extremely powerfully, emitting a majestic and high rhythm, and all the orcs who heard the drums couldn't help but feel a feeling of blood boiling. At the same time, an invisible demon force penetrated into their bodies and stimulated their earthly bodies, causing these orcs to erupt into even more terrifying combat power. This is the power of the shaman's battle song, don't underestimate this kind of war song, it can directly greatly improve the orc's all-round ability, whether it is attack or defense, agility, there are good blessings. In a word. The battle songs of a high-level shaman can even increase a unit's overall combat effectiveness by half.
As for the other shaman, it is a blue troll like Lanfako. He is not much different from other orcs, he is also dressed in leather armor, and he holds a 3 pole in his hand, but he does not participate in battles. It's just when the warrior in front is scarred and bleeding nonstop. Only then did he wave his hand and spill a yellow wave of energy. This energy wave is like a spirit snake. It will bounce back and forth on the wounded warriors, and where they pass, the wounds on the warriors will be greatly treated. Obviously, this is a shaman of the healing department, compared to the human light priest, although their healing wave is slightly less effective, but they can treat many people at once. And without wasting anything. Very practical on the battlefield.
With such two shamans, that group of orcs is simply like a fish in water. Led by several Minotaur warriors. They are like rocks in the waves, knocking back the human soldiers who are rushing back wave after wave.
The shaman's high war drums, the roar of the warriors fiercely, the screams of the enemy on the verge of death, and the long sound of the exchange of swords and swords are woven into an extremely exciting music, and the scene of the warriors on both sides, fighting me under the starlight, brings an inexplicable shock to the old evil and others!
They felt as if their blood was about to boil, and a strong fighting spirit arose. If it weren't for the fact that they still had a trace of rationality to restrain their emotions, I was afraid that they would not be able to resist killing them directly.
Not far from the beast team, there was a temporary team formed by human mercenaries. They are numerous, powerful, and most importantly, they have no healing priests in their ranks, but there are 3 magicians!
Compared with shamans, magicians do not help much to improve the combat effectiveness of troops. But when it comes to personal destructive power, the shaman is definitely not comparable to the horse. I saw that the fifth-level fire mage was so desperate that he threw a powerful fire spell into the pile of people, and almost every blow could cause dozens or even hundreds of casualties. Whether it is the Bursting Technique or the Wall of Fire Technique, it is so terrifying, not only killing and injuring the opponent's living force in large quantities, but also destroying the opponent's neat formation, making the tacit cooperation of the army greatly reduced. And the most important thing is that their spells are too demoralizing for each other. Even these warriors under Difoe who have experienced battles have a wavering heart after a few spells bombard down, and if this continues, someone will definitely turn around and escape.
In this case, Defoe naturally targeted those humans. After all, compared with magicians, the danger of those orcs is still not enough to see. Moreover, because of the presence of shamans, orcs have become a hard bone, although the number is small, but it is not easy to gnaw down. But on the other hand, human beings, who have no priests and only mages, are typical of strong offensive and weak defense. Obviously, as long as the commander is not an idiot, he will choose to take out the human mercenaries first.
So, under the command of Defoe, his most elite 300 cavalry troops killed the position of the human mercenaries. It just so happened that at this time, the human mage had gone through the consumption of a vicious battle just now, and his mana and spiritual power were lost, and he was no longer able to issue powerful spells, and could only rely on small spells to support the warriors in front.
Almost half of Difoe's cavalry were fighting warriors, and the leader was a sixth-level master, which was specially sent by the Augustus family for this operation. He knew how dangerous the situation was today, if he couldn't kill these people earlier, he and his subordinates wouldn't want to return to the imperial capital alive to enjoy the blessings, so it was also extremely fierce to kill, and it was definitely a game of life. As a result, under the frontal raid of the cavalry and surrounded on all sides by the infantry, the human mercenary group finally began to rout after resisting hard for nearly two hours, and was finally divided and surrounded, and then completely annihilated.
Of course, the last counterattack of the human mercenary group also caused huge damage to the army, and the 300 cavalry were almost completely destroyed, even the sixth-level warrior was also killed by two sixth-level mercenary group leaders. The rest of the infantry suffered heavy losses, and in order to eliminate these four or five hundred, Defoe's troops lost at least more than 100, including the most elite 300 cavalry.
In the end, Defoe had fewer than 300 men to fight, and fewer than double-digit fighters were vindictive. But his opponent still has more than a hundred people, although the other party is also exhausted, but with the help of the shaman, he still retains more than half of his combat power. Obviously, such an orc force cannot be defeated by Difoe.
Although Defoe intends to make peace with others at this time, after all, so many people have died, and the remaining water source should be enough. But they didn't expect that the group of orcs would not do it, they hated the treacherous guys, and they were determined to avenge their partners who died in battle. As a result, Defoe was finally chopped alive into meat sauce by the angry orcs.
And Di Fu is also a little bloody, before dying, he ruthlessly destroyed the remaining water wheel, and poked his own water bladder, obviously wanting to pull the orc's back before death.
Therefore, the final result was very dramatic, and the two sides fought hard all night for this little water, and about 200 people died, but in the end, no one could get clean water. The victorious orcs were also depressed.
But at this moment, an orc suddenly shouted: "Look, what is that? "
It turned out that when Defoe died, it was already dawn. So these people saw the old evil in the distance at once. In fact, the experts here can also see so far at night, but they have been fighting hard just now, and they have not had the time to look around, so that they only see the old evil and others now.
When everyone looked up and saw the four people sitting on the back of the flying dragon in the distance and drinking leisurely, they were immediately shocked, and then the troll suddenly shouted: "Oh, damn it, I see, our water source was destroyed this time inexplicably, could it be that they did it with the flying dragon?" "
"Maybe!" The minotaur shaman also shouted: "Difoe will definitely not do it, although the human mercenaries may be traitors, but they do not have the ability to infiltrate Defoe's military camp without knowing it?" I look like these guys did it! "
"Go, go over and ask!" The tall minotaur in the lead shouted angrily. Then, a hundred orcs walked towards the old evil together angrily.
The old evil did not flee in panic, but only moved the mask on his face to hide his true appearance, and Paz and Lan Fako also used magic or magic to hide their appearance. Only Salas still looked at him indifferently, without the slightest intention of hiding his face, and the old evil did not bother to care about him, so he recognized him.
Soon, the group of orcs came to the old evil and the others, and naturally separated left and right until they surrounded the four people. At this time, the old evil had the opportunity to take a closer look at this orc mercenary group. The members of this mercenary group are complex, there are a dozen minotaurs, a dozen trolls, in addition to werewolves, bear people, etc., about a dozen races.