Lord of the Low Version System

A team of about ten people was surrounded by two barbarians. They fought and retreated and were squeezed into a blind corner. Four people lay down in a short distance of more than ten meters.

Seeing the ferocious expressions of the barbarians, one of the soldiers who looked like a leader reached into his arms and took out a simple chest pendant.

He shouted The glory of the Reinhardt family with a fervent expression.

Immediately, a bright light burst out from the chest pendant. The strong light meandered and converged in front of him, and finally condensed into a human-shaped outline.

The man who suddenly appeared was slender and handsome. His bare chest was crisscrossed with numerous scars and arrow wounds. He wore a simple forehead protector on his head, a shield in his left hand and a spear in his right hand, with no other decorations.

When you are a human being, you may have various imperfections and even flaws in your appearance and figure, but after you transform into a heroic spirit, it is like using a beauty camera, and these small flaws are all optimized.

Therefore, the appearance of the heroic spirits is all upright, and can even be called handsome. Each one is the incarnation of strength and the concentration of beauty.

Even though he only wears simple shorts all over his body, he still vividly displays the muscular beauty flowing in his body.

Ancestor, I am incompetent. Although I fight hard, I cannot win.

The heroic spirit did not look back, but squinted his eyes, his sharp eyes like a falcon always locked on the two barbarians on the left and right.

You have an unyielding will, but you don't have the fighting power to match it. Don't be discouraged, as long as you practice hard, in ten years, the two of them combined will not be your opponent.

Upon hearing this, the dejected look on the junior's face disappeared, and his eyes showed excitement, excitement, and desire.

Watch well and study hard!

After saying this, the heroic spirit stepped forward, and his body instantly spanned five positions. With another step, he appeared between the two barbarians.

The barbarian on the left let out a wild roar, jumped into the air with his feet, and bent his waist and arms and legs backwards while he was in the air, as if a huge bow stretched into a full moon, condensing all the power.

The next moment, the bent body suddenly rebounded, and the ax raised high struck down heavily with the force of the rebound, as if it was going to cut the city wall under its feet into two pieces.

However……

Bang!

The heroic spirit just made a simple and extremely simple blocking movement. A layer of milk-like viscous light was attached to the smooth shield surface, and the pattern of a flying eagle could be faintly seen.

The big ax struck on it, just like cutting on rubber. The powerful counter-shock force was rolled back, and the forward attack route was also deflected. The barbarian could not control his falling figure and actually cut his left side. The shoulders and waist ribs are exposed.

puff!

A heartbreaking blow!

The barbarian looked at his chest in disbelief.

Not a drop of blood was shed, but the barbarian knew that his heart had been completely wrapped and controlled by a strange force.

Can't even beat my heart.

He clearly saw the movement of the opponent's spear. There was no dazzling skill or lightning speed.

It was just an ordinary straight thrust. If it was normal, he could completely dodge it.

But the problem is that he is in the air and cannot move freely, and his old strength is exhausted and new strength has not been regenerated. The most important thing is that the attack is deflected and the door is wide open.

Thinking about it carefully, it was as if he was rushing to deliver the fatal vital point to the other party, but the other party simply waved his hand and killed him.

The barbarian's world froze for a moment, and then exploded.

The heroic spirit suddenly turned around and pulled out the spear in his right hand while turning around.

It doesn't take an autopsy to know that the power he sealed in the barbarian's heart instantly filled the limbs and bones with the last beat, and then exploded at the same time.

At the same time, the barbarians on the right had just arrived.

Still raising his shield to block and stabbing with short hair, the second barbarian repeated the experience of his companion and lay dead instantly.

Shaking off the blood drops on the short spear, the heroic spirit strode toward the distance, where there were more barbarians.

The Lomut Empire soldiers who stayed behind were stunned.

These two monster-like barbarians were even worse than lambs to be slaughtered in front of the Heroic Spirit.

At least the lamb can bleat a few times when it is slaughtered, and it can still kick its hooves and struggle a few times even if its head is chopped off.

Looking at the two barbarians, the signs of madness on their bodies have not completely faded, but their lives have been drained away.

The most important thing is that in the process of killing them, the Heroic Spirit took a total of two steps, raised his shield twice, and drew his spear twice.

There are no cumbersome movements and not a single bit of extra time.

Although this is more about the collision of strength and strength, the skills displayed by the heroic spirit are also unparalleled.

As the war progressed, one heroic spirit after another was summoned to the battlefield by their descendants, and those without descendants also spontaneously walked to the top of the city.

Seeing that the barbarians had opened up the situation and gained a foothold on the city, Tamir turned to the Tauren chief.

It's your turn.

The tauren chief nodded silently in his heart, his eyes full of fighting intent.

He originally thought that His Majesty the King would let the orcs attack the city as the first troops and pave a road with corpses.

This is a normal thing. This is done in almost all siege battles. Now the cannon fodder troops are sent up to test the traps, which consumes the strength and stamina of the city defense and defending soldiers, and then the main battle troops are sent to the battlefield.

However, His Majesty the King did not.

He sent out his direct troops first, even if doing so would bring huge losses.

But it's the right thing to do.

The barbarians have strong individual combat capabilities, and they are all air forces, so they can directly ignore the defense of the city wall.

If it is an orc, they can only use the most traditional ant attack method to siege the city. Even if they attack the city wall, it will be difficult to open up the situation in a short time, and they may even be pushed back.

However, when facing direct troops and cannon fodder troops, how many commanders will make the truly correct choice?

At this moment, the tauren chief finally calmed down and was once again proud of the wise choice he had made. Following such a master, he was not afraid of being sold skin and bones.

But, how do we get out?

Orcs are infantry and do not have flying mounts.

Turn on airplane mode!

Tailm gave an order, and a blue light rose in the battleship cabin, and familiar patterns and patterns appeared on the deck under his feet.

The tauren chief was so shocked that he almost fell to his knees.

He recognized that this was a totem he created, which condensed the power of the wind and made the orcs light and able to fly freely in the air in a short period of time.

It was precisely with the power of this totem that the orc army broke through the nest of the bird clan, forced the bird gods to surrender to themselves, and completed the unification of the world.

However, the Beast God could feel that the totem under his feet was simpler, more refined, and more powerful than the one he created.

Especially the scope of effect. My totem pole is only a few hundred meters in diameter, but here, it covers the entire ship.

You know, there are millions of orcs here.

Feeling the wind blowing under their feet, all the orcs flew out, using the wind to change their flight trajectories and move toward a suitable foothold.

Skilled and natural, after all, they are all practiced.