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Chapter 15 Orc Leader
Everyone has their own perfect judgment standard in their hearts, so there is no such thing as the most perfect——by the author
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Because the distance between the second city wall and the first one is only about 300 meters, the farthest bow and arrow projectile is enough to attack. The undead skeletons and wraiths just now, the archers have no room to play, they all penetrated. No harm will be done.But now looking at this half-dead yet alive dragon, at least the bow and arrow can hit it, and it is huge.

So the archers drew their bows and set up their arrows to shoot at the dead dragons. Unlike at the beginning of the war, the number of arrow rains is much less now, but it should be enough to attack only one huge dragon.

The rain of arrows fell from the sky, and when it hit the scales of the living dragon, sparks of metal friction appeared. Unexpectedly, the scales of the dragon were harder than the heavy metal armor of the metal ogre.However, because it is a living dead dragon, there are not many places with scales on its body. Most of the scales have fallen off, revealing the black and red flesh. It was shot at these places by bows and arrows. It is obvious that the arrows were stuck in them.

However, looking at the appearance of the living dead dragon, it seems that there is no reaction at all. While the living dead dragon is in a daze (in fact, he is thinking according to the living dead dragon's thinking), two consecutive waves of arrow rain have passed, and the place where the living dead dragon exposed its body has been shot. It was inserted like a hedgehog, with the roots standing upright.

The living dead dragon reacted, as if he was attacked by that group of food?Um?Is this an attack?Then, like an animal, he shook his body, and the arrow fell out of the flesh and landed beside the living dragon.

Then I walked towards the city wall with a leisurely pace like in a cafeteria, thinking while walking, the slightly bigger one in front should taste better, and those small and short ones might be better to chew?Which side do you want to eat, the left or the right, the right looks a little more, then the right.

The mental state of the people on the city wall has reached a critical point, seeing that bows and arrows have no effect on this dragon at all, and even in the military camp behind, some timid people have already sneaked away while taking advantage of the darkness around them.Many civilians have no intention to fight anymore, and they don't have the courage to fight again. The soldiers muster up their spirits and muster their courage a little bit, because one of their own soldiers, a soldier who protects his family and the country, even if he is no match, he has to fight The last strength of oneself, at least, die in front of the person being guarded.

The dwarf's artillery also started to shoot, there was no need to aim at all, it fired when it was ignited, and fired continuously. The color of the barrel made of pure copper changed when it was hot. The cooling was not timely, an explosion occurred, and all the surrounding dwarves were blown to pieces.The soldiers silently stayed away from these forts.

The cannonball hit the body of the living dead dragon, hitting the scales, and bounced away with a dull sound. When it hit the flesh, the round cannonball was deeply embedded in the flesh of the living dead dragon.The living dead dragon only felt a little uncomfortable at this time. In fact, this guy was just a living undead. If it did not cause damage to the heart or brain, any injury would not feel painful to him.

The orcs also stood on a city wall at this time, and the orc crossbowmen kept shooting at the living dragon, hell bats?That one is all dead.

The magicians who rested for a little time also began to gather the last strength together. Although, if they do this, they may need to recuperate for many years and may not recover. Some magicians who have been overdrawn to the limit may not be able to do it in this life. I'm using magic, but in the face of such an enemy, being alive may be the greatest luck.

Magic balls in the air, red, yellow, cyan, white. . .All kinds of colors interweave and fuse with each other. This is the purest magic, except that the magic energy itself does not contain any other attributes, but it is also the most powerful magic. Once the magic energy explodes, the repulsion and fusion between the various attributes , is the most powerful attack.

The magician is still gathering magic, but the dead dragon is close at hand. The broken sword in the swordsman's hand and the broken bow in the archer's hand feel that they have come to an end, and they are powerless to resist such a powerful enemy.

At this time, the orc leader came out, "Old opponent, I will go first, if you can survive, remember our alliance, and help the remaining old, weak, sick and disabled in the orc tribe." The orc leader said to General Apple, He conveniently threw a string of necklaces around his neck representing the glory of the orc clan to the general.Then he raised his incomplete big axe, roared and slashed at the living dead dragon.

That slash, like a god of war, red light bloomed on the orc leader, and the red phantom filled the incomplete ax blade on the big axe. A trace of blood spattered from the orc leader's body, and a lot of blood flowed out of his mouth. Blood, the strongest blow, is also the last blow. The spark of life blooms here, and it also withers here. A person is deeply imprinted in my mind, this is the most powerful and brave warrior on this continent.

The living dead dragon also saw a guy who was a little bigger than ordinary food jump out, with a red light on his body, and suddenly he felt a little danger. This was his intuition as a dragon, but he couldn't move when he wanted to. With the red light, he was restricted by the red light and couldn't move, even relying on the powerful body of the dragon clan, he couldn't break free temporarily.

A red light flashed, the undead dragon reluctantly moved its head away, one ear and half of its forelimbs were cut off, the orc leader seemed to be smiling, because he knew that he was at the end of his strength, and if he was in his heyday, he would definitely be able to kill him in one go , but now, it is enough to be able to cut off his forelimbs, and then for a moment, people did not react, the body of the orc leader seemed to have been weathered for hundreds of years, a gust of wind blew by, the orc leader and the incomplete big ax in his hand , was blown away.

The orcs couldn't bear it anymore at this time, war would indeed lead to death, but they never thought that their leader, the powerful existence they had always yearned for, would actually die at this time.The orcs wailed and sang the funeral songs of the tribe to bid farewell to their great leader.

General Alpuri gave Harski the necklace in his hand, without saying anything more, "General..." Harski seemed to have thought of something, but the general shook his head at him, telling him not to say any more.

The general recalled the past few decades in this plain of death. The orc leader was just an ordinary orc warrior, and he was an ordinary magician. After many years of war, the young orc warrior was full. Scars on his body are a symbol of glory, and as the son of the tribal leader, he naturally became the leader after the former leader died at his deathbed.

And the general also relied on his military exploits step by step, and was recognized by the king, ministers, and army, and became the position of general.Everyone has their own growth history. The generals and leaders have fought countless times. The person who knows himself best is not himself, but the enemy.Put aside the relationship about race, maybe in another world, the orc leader and general would be very good friends.

"His name is Hagram Warwind" General Alpuri said.

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