Legendary Beastmaster Zhang Deshuai

A month had passed since the war ended, and the Beitai Fortress, which had just regained some peace, was broken by a loud horn sound today. The horn sounded like a call from hell, foreshadowing the arrival of the orcs' second siege.

The first thing that caught my eye was the Rock Crusher Titan, which was over 80 meters tall. Its mountain-like body was intimidating. Its skin was like rough rock, covered with hard protrusions and cracks, as if the power of the earth was embodied in it. With every step it took, the ground trembled and dust flew up. On its broad shoulders sat several orcs holding long whips, frantically driving the giant beast forward.

The 130-meter-long violent earth dragon twisted its huge body, its scales gleaming with metallic luster, and its sharp claws easily scratched deep grooves on the ground. Endless anger burned in the earth dragon's eyes, and the scorching breath from its mouth seemed to be able to turn everything into ashes. The orc on its back waved a flag and commanded the earth dragon to rush towards the city wall.

The 200-meter-long Storm Python snaked over, its huge body like a moving mountain. The scales on its body flashed with strange light, and each scale seemed to contain the power of the storm. The head of the python was raised high, and the bloody mouth spewed out strong winds and lightning, which was terrifying. On top of its head, sat an orc wizard in a black robe, muttering something, controlling the actions of the python.

The Chaos War Elephant, which was over 100 meters tall, took heavy steps. Its body seemed to be made of the power of Chaos, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression. The war elephant's tusks were like huge stone pillars, and its sturdy limbs were like pillars supporting the sky. On the elephant's back, a group of orc warriors were holding battle axes and shields, ready for battle.

A giant purple flame eagle over a hundred meters tall soared in the sky, its wings spread out to block out the sun. Purple flames burned on its feathers, leaving a sea of ​​fire wherever it passed. On the eagle's back, an eagle-headed orc leader stood majestically, his eyes filled with a desire to kill.

There was also the 120-meter-tall Aoki Giant Bear, whose body was made of huge Aoki trees, and each branch was like a deadly weapon. The bear exuded a strong breath of life, but also carried a deadly threat. The orc shaman on the bear's back was waving a staff, casting a powerful spell on the giant bear.

The appearance of these giant beasts plunged the entire battlefield into a shadow of terror. They brought not only huge bodies and powerful strength, but also endless fear and despair.

In front of the terrifying array of behemoths, more than a dozen new types of siege behemoths, siege behemoths up to 200 to 300 meters tall, made a stunning appearance. These siege behemoths were like moving mountains, their bodies so huge that they were suffocating. Their rough and thick skin seemed to be made of the strongest metal, covered with crisscrossing scars, each of which told of the tragic battles they had experienced.

On their backs, as broad as hills, they were carrying a two-hundred-meter-long giant ramming stake. The front end of the stake was sharpened, flashing a chilling light, as if it could easily penetrate the world's strongest line of defense.

Behind each siege beast, there was a Behemoth beast that was more than ten meters tall, holding it tightly. These Behemoth beasts had bulging muscles and bulging veins, as if they were coiled around by thick pythons. Their bodies exuded a primitive and wild aura of power, and people would feel a fear from the depths of their souls just by looking at them.

The arms of the Behemoths were as thick as pillars, and their fingers were like huge iron hooks, tightly clasping the thick chains connecting the siege beasts. Every time they took a step, the ground beneath their feet would sink deeply, leaving behind huge and terrifying footprints. Their eyes burned with endless anger and desire to fight, a fanatical pursuit of destruction and conquest.

Compared to the siege beasts, the hair on the Behemoths was thicker and harder, standing upright like steel needles. Their fangs were sharp and slender, sticking out from the corners of their mouths, as if they could easily tear apart any enemy that stood in their way. Their roars were like thunder, causing pain in the eardrums and trembling in the heart.

Driven by these behemoths, the steps of the siege beasts became heavier and more powerful, and they approached the Beitai Fortress with an unstoppable momentum. Their existence seemed to be a symbol of doomsday, and the entire battlefield was shrouded in a shadow of despair.

Behind the locust-like orcs, there were densely packed phalanxes, each with as many as ten thousand people. The total number of people on the battlefield was as high as tens of millions. The scene was terrifying.

Mor frowned and said solemnly, "It looks like the decisive battle is about to begin. These orcs can no longer hold back and are launching a general attack."

After saying that, Moore decisively took out the magic flare in his arms and released it towards the sky. Instantly, a huge symbol appeared in the sky, shining brightly.

Then, two huge portals appeared on both sides of the city wall. Lights flickered inside the portals, and mysterious and powerful power waves came out from them. Then, rows of troops walked out of the magic portals in neat steps. They were dressed in fine armor, holding sharp weapons, with firm eyes and high morale.

As the army of tens of millions of people came out, the dragon riders riding on the giant dragons made a stunning appearance. The giant dragons were huge, and their scales shone with mysterious light. Some were deep black, some were dazzling gold, and some exuded an icy blue chill. The knights on the dragon's back were heroic, wearing gorgeous armor, majestic helmets, and holding spears or swords in their hands. These dragon riders exuded unparalleled majesty and courage. They seemed to have a tacit understanding with the giant dragons, and their every move was perfectly coordinated.

Afterwards, knights riding various magical beasts also filed out of the space gate. Some rode on fire lions, with flames burning on their bodies; some rode on frost wolves, whose breath could instantly freeze the surrounding air; and some rode on lightning leopards, whose bodies flashed with arcs of electricity and moved as fast as lightning.

The last to come out were teams of elves. These elves had pointed ears and delicate faces like works of art from the hands of masters. The male elves were handsome, with upright postures and eyes full of agility and wisdom; the female elves were beautiful, with graceful postures and long flowing hair, as if they had walked out of a dream. Their skin was as white as jade, emitting a soft luster in the sun. The elves wore light leather armor inlaid with exquisite gems and patterns, and held elegant longbows with magical lights flickering on the bowstrings.

Each elf exudes an innate elegance and noble temperament. Their movements are light and agile, as if they are dancing. Their eyes are clear and deep, as if they can see through everything. On the battlefield, their presence is like a beautiful landscape, and the bows in their hands can shoot deadly arrows in an instant, showing a strong fighting power.

As the last team of elves on mounts came out, the space gate slowly closed, making a low humming sound, as if announcing the official start of the decisive battle.

Zhang Deshuai stared with wide eyes, looking at the suffocating scene in front of him in shock. On the battlefield, there were huge crowds of people, and at a glance, there was no end in sight. Countless figures intertwined together, forming an endless sea of ​​people.

On the orc side, the orcs were densely packed like a tide, their shouts and roars gathered into a deafening wave of sound, as if to break through the sky. There were countless orcs, some were tall and mighty, some were short and sturdy, but without exception, they all exuded a fierce and violent aura. The weapons in their hands flashed coldly in the sun, which made people shudder.

On the human side, soldiers lined up neatly, and the sound of armor and weapons colliding was crisp and loud. Their flags fluttered in the wind, like a forest of steel. Dragon riders rode giant dragons in the air, and the flapping of the dragons' wings brought up gusts of wind. Knights riding on monster mounts were on the ground, waiting in battle formation, and the monsters made low roars from time to time. The elves stood quietly aside, their elegant posture formed a sharp contrast with the surrounding hustle and bustle, but the determination and murderous intent in their eyes did not diminish at all.

The armies of both sides stretched for dozens of miles, the ground trembled under their feet, and the sky was oppressed by their momentum. The atmosphere on the battlefield was extremely tense, as if a giant bomb was about to explode.

Zhang Deshuai looked at the grand scene of hundreds of millions of people, and his heart was filled with excitement. Every expression, every breath, and every shout, all gathered into this magnificent war picture. He could feel the invisible pressure, but was also ignited by this majestic momentum, and his blood was boiling in his body, ready to welcome the upcoming life-and-death battle.