Chapter 25

Rainstorm has been under non-stop, even if it is already in the morning, the sky is still gray.

After a long, vast and loud trumpet came from the broken skull fortress, the roaring drums beat the roaring thunder. A dozen ogres at the city gate pulled the winch together and opened the heavy black wood gate.

The ogre army surged out of the city gate. In front of it was gurgaru, the chief of the double headed ogre. He was carrying a thick, dark wooden stick. It was hard to tell whether it was a staff or a stick, or both.

The ogre chief is followed by a chaotic army of 500 ogres. Don't expect the barbaric humanoids to have discipline in their march. The ogres push each other and yell at each other. They carry a strong mace on their shoulders and march forward with their heads raised. Their posture is very similar to that of gangsters who want to fight.

But on the continent of nordhill, no one dare to underestimate this undisciplined team. The ogres have amazing brute force. Their weapons don't need mass, they only need weight. If this mace is smashed, it can turn the heavily armored human Knight into a discus.

After passing through the open space in front of the fortress, the ogres enter the forest.

Gurgaru frowned. After entering the forest, he always felt that someone was peeping at him. He hid his hand behind him to cover up the traces of casting.

Developing dust!

Shining light covered the ogre chieftain Zhou Baimi, and disappeared in a flash.

After casting a spell that allows the stalker to show his way, the ogre chief looks around and finds nothing suspicious.

Is it an illusion?!

Gurgarou moved on.

incorrect! How can there be birds in such a heavy rain!

Gurgaru sent out a water arrow and shot at the birds on the branch 30 meters away.

Looking at the bigger and bigger water arrow in the line of sight, Elena quickly withdraws the field of vision to share the magic link.

"Brother, I've been found."

"Why? The energy fluctuation of visual link magic is very weak. How did it find out? "

"Because of the habit of birds, birds in rainy days should stay in their nests."

"It's our carelessness. Forget it, there's no loss."

Amos touched his chin and muttered to himself, "five hundred ogres."

"Baki dark scale, you go to inform the blind to withdraw, so as not to encounter the ogre head-on."

Amos rear dependents in the team, a dark scale Fishman ordered to quickly run into the forest.

It is the strongest Mermaid Night Walker under Amos, with a class level of 12.

"Let's go too. It's time to meet our old friends." With a smile, Amos led the way to the forest, and his family members followed the steps of Lord white dragon.

After walking for a while, Amos met the retreating old blind group.

"What did you get?"

"Nothing was found except to kill some jackals."

This answer was expected by Amos, who nodded at the blind man: "well, come back."

Then he said, "everyone, take a rest and poison your weapons!"

Amos will distribute the anesthetic against the ogres.

After a short rest, Amos led the team forward for another hour, and finally met the ogre forces.

Gurgaru, the ogre chief, was furious when he saw the White Dragon Lord in the front of the enemy team.

Sure enough, it is.

This guy who teases the broken skull clan many times.

Gurgaru strode forward in the heavy rain, went to the middle of the two sides of the people, put the dark stick behind him on the ground, banged all the noise, and a wave of air pushed the storm away.

Garu: "stupid white dragon, standing in front of you is gurgaru, the descendant of the bano Yanmo Slayer Caucasus, the ruler of the broken Skull Island, and the chief of the broken skull ogre. You have repeatedly provoked the broken skull clan, and you dare to step into the territory of the broken skull clan and give your name."

Amos thought that the ogre chief claimed to be the descendant of the banoyan slayer, which means that his ancestor, the Caucasus, killed more than one banoyan. It is indeed a tribe inherited from the demon invasion 10000 years ago.

He raised his vigilance in his heart, but said contemptuously: "white dragon - Amos Aldrich, dirty ogre, I hope your strength is as frightening as your name."

Garou: "your head will be my precious collection."

Gul: I'm going to put it in the hall

Gulgarou: Skull crushing ogres crush their heads

"Go to war!" Amos roared, and the four white dragons flew into the sky.

"For the glory of White Castle!"

"For the glory of Amos!"

Led by some 40 strong trolls, the army of mermen, jackals, and dependents yelled war signals and collided with the army of ogres.

Amos hovered on the treetop, staring at the ogre chief below. Both sides met each other. They knew each other's strength, and no one dared to act rashly to avoid showing flaws.

Gulgaru is very confident in his ogre army. Although the number is only 500, they are all elite of the broken skull clan. When the ogre army has killed all their relatives, no matter how powerful the white dragon is, it will only run away. The victory will belong to the broken skull, so it is not afraid to delay.

Amos flew into the sky and occupied the initiative of the attack. He was well prepared. If the ogre was not in a hurry, he would not be in a hurry. He just had to keep an eye on him.

On the battlefield in full swing below.

An extremely strong ogre throws a mace at the troll. Unexpectedly, the mace is stuck by a branch on his head. The troll seizes the opportunity and kicks the ogre on the chest. The upside down ogre overwhelms his teammates in the rear.

At the same time, the ogre on one side smashed the fishman into a mess of rotten meat. Before he could take back the mace, the fishman hunter took the opportunity to stab the ogre's belly with a spear. After breaking through the skin, it was blocked by the ogre's thick fat.

The ogre is in pain and kicks the flying fish man, but he is bitten by the copper backed turtle on the ground. The ogre's eyes are congested quickly, and he looks up to the sky with a roar of anger and pain. He loses his mind.

Grasp the shell of the copper back crocodile turtle and pull it hard. Grasp the crocodile turtle and smash it all around.

The magic power of both sides is not to be outdone. The fishman mages form a square array to summon hail the size of a football and smash the ogre's head.

A small number of cannibal mages rub out fireballs and explode in the fishman team. The cannibal shaman rings the battle drum, giving the cannibal soldiers more courage.

The three white dragons are also watched by the experts in the ogres. They fly to the mid air to release their magic.

The sound of the ogre's war drum, the collision of weapons, the explosion of magic and the roar of anger together play a magnificent movement of blood and iron.

The broken spears were soaked in the water on the ground, and the bodies on both sides were trampled by later fighters. The blood mixed with the water on the ground and dyed the puddles pale red.

Soon, the double headed ogre chief found something wrong, and all ogres, even if only slightly injured, would soon fall to the ground.

"Despicable white dragon!"

"What did you do?"