We monsters don't want to die

But in the same way, like their predecessors, they took the initiative to volunteer. In order to protect the elves and trolls, they must take the lead in the battle. According to Master Wu Di, it is:

"Neither an elf nor a troll can die until the orcs are drained of blood."

Listen, all listen.

Is this what people say?

Only Lord Black Dragon, who is as great as Heilong, can say such righteous words!

As for the chosen ones, forget it.

Even if they were hacked to death, they all had smiles on their faces, and they often ran up to him, chirping and saying something he didn't understand.

Everyone is like a lunatic. If Master Wu Di didn't control them, Simba felt that he would have been hacked to death by the Chosen Ones.

After all, it is the existence that brings the end.

Simba was very moved and wanted to fight side by side with those orcs, but Master Wu Di firmly opposed it and even threatened:

"If you make trouble again, I will send you back to your father."

Simba just shut up and didn't speak.

This is a battle to protect the world, to protect the fragments of the World Pillar from falling into the hands of outsiders. How can I not participate in such a battle?

Simba can only practice his combat skills here.

Just as Simba was waving his long sword again and again, Tryndamere, who was also bored and had nothing to do, came over.

After watching Simba's practice for a while, he said with a smile:

"The posture is very good, and the steps are also beautiful, but you have never been on the battlefield, have you?"

After Simba heard Tryndamere's words, he felt a little embarrassed. Indeed, as Tryndamere said, he hadn't been on the battlefield yet.

Tryndamere took out his big knife and said to Simba:

"Come on, play two tricks with me."

Simba quickly put away his weapon, looked at Tryndamere, saluted, and then took the lead in attacking Tryndamere.

Simba's attack was very fierce, but Tryndamere didn't make any defenses. Instead, he swung his big knife and slashed at Simba's head.

If Simba didn't defend, Tryndamere might just get hurt, but Simba was dead.

Just when Simba was about to turn around to defend, the speed of the big knife became faster and faster, and there was no sign of withdrawing the knife.

Wait, if this continues, I will be chopped down!

Simba looked at the falling sword, and the weapon barely came back to defend. Immediately afterwards, he felt a strong force coming from the weapon, and even his hands were numb from the shock.

And his own weapon was suppressed by Tryndamere's broadsword and directly carried on Simba's own shoulder.

Fortunately, there is the protection of the shoulder armor, otherwise, Simba's shoulders may be injured in this blow.

Tryndamere maintained the posture of suppressing Simba with a big knife, and then said with a smile:

"Good job, at least it can prevent my first stab, but you may be dead after the next two stabs. I kill people with only three stabs."

When Simba heard Tryndamere's words, a look of respect appeared on his face, and Tryndamere quickly put away his weapon.

Simba was about to say something, when he suddenly heard the sound of a horn.

That's the troll's horn!

The battle started again!

Those naga are attacking again!

Simba and Tryndamere quickly rushed to the front.

I saw that the graduates all over the mountain were all Naga. Now they no longer deliberately choose the time of night to attack, but they may attack at any time.

Then left a large piece of corpses, retreated again, and after a brief rest, they attacked the troll's camp again.

If it wasn't for the chosen ones and the strong orc army, just relying on the number of trolls and elf warriors, it wouldn't be enough to see at all!

The players were of course very happy to see that they spawned monsters again. The equipment of the previous wave of Naga has just been exchanged.

This will come again!

Really happy!

Is there anything more exciting than endless monster siege?Obviously not!

Wu Di was also watching the battle on the front line at this time, and suddenly heard Zuerjin beside him saying to him:

"Lord Wu Di! You are so brave! You must have paid a heavy price for us to protect our Amani troll tribe!"

"Ahem, yes, yes, there are millions of years left, and I'm going to die."

Wu Di coughed dryly twice, and felt that he was weak, but in fact he was not so willing to act. After all, he was looking for a possible Naga commander, and he still didn't want to believe it.

An elven prince was able to command an army of Naga.

This is really a bit illogical.

Is logic dead?

Seeing Lord Wu Di so engrossed in watching the battlefield, Zuerjin couldn't help saying excitedly:

"Master Wu Di! We, the Amani tribe, are willing to join you and be your help! Be your warrior!"

Wu Di was watching the battle, and somehow heard that Zuerjin suddenly swore an oath of allegiance and wanted to join his camp.

Wu Di was a little confused, hesitated for a moment and asked:

"Is there a lot of people in your tribe?"

"More than 2 people."

Wu Di estimated that it was about the same, more than 2 trolls!

How many mouths are there!

If you join my Dragon's Nest camp, there are so many mouths waiting to be fed, and I have to build houses, change equipment, and repair defenses for you, one person, one bite, I will be so poor...

"In order to show our sincerity, we are willing to dedicate all the gold, silver and jewelry left by our ancestors long ago to Mr. Wu Di!"