Lord of the People: Discount Artifact For Signing In at the Start: Chapter 369 shake people
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On the ground, a huge shadow quickly approached Tiger's position.
An orc drove a wyvern and swooped down on Tiger.
"Gah!"
Accompanied by an extremely unpleasant roar, the Wyvern spit out a stream of acid at Tiger's position.
Easily dodging the Wyvern's attack, Tiger glanced at the wyvern raging above the territory, and couldn't help frowning.
The number of air defense bed crossbows in the territory is limited, and it is impossible to restrain so many wyverns.
After fighting for so long, only two wyverns were shot down, but five bed crossbows were destroyed.
Looking at the large number of orcs who died under the attack of the wyvern, Tiger's brows and eyes became a bit more sinister.
After such a long time, not a feathered man rose into the air to fight against the wyvern.
With the enemy at hand, it's time for the survival of the territory. These cowardly and life-threatening guys are still unwilling to give up their lives.
Do they think that after the war, these alien races will let them go?
After killing several orcs, Tiger came to a tiger man and told him:
"Let those feathered people get out and fight Wyverns!"
"Five minutes later, if I don't see Yuren lift off."
"Then I will destroy them all before the territory is destroyed!"
Hearing the lord's words, the tiger man also showed hostility, nodded viciously, turned around and rushed towards the Yuren tribe's garrison.
Naturally, Tiger didn't expect Yuren to be able to fight against the wyvern.
Even if all the feathered warriors went into battle, they still wouldn't be the opponents of the forty-six wyverns.
But the enemy is now, and all the orcs are fighting for the survival of the territory.
Even the Elephant Man, who had conflicts with the Tiger Man not long ago, is now mobilized as a whole to fight with the Orc Man.
But the Yuren clan stayed behind without saying a word, which made Tiger quite upset.
Even if they can't beat them, flying into the sky to restrain the wyvern can relieve the pressure on the half-orcs on the ground.
What's the point of wanting to save the clansmen when they've reached this point?
Looking back at the chaotic battlefield, Tiger sighed softly.
He has not received an orthodox education. Although his personal force is outstanding, Tiger's ability to lead troops in battle is very rough.
Not even as good as hero units in various races.
This is also one of the reasons why he didn't command the army, but fought in battle himself.
At this moment, Tiger couldn't help but miss the old man Foxy who was captured by him during the uprising.
Half-orcs of different races have very obvious ability tendencies.
The Foxy family is one of the most intelligent races among the half-orc races.
Once there was a military division of the Foxy clan, the army under its command would not be like this now, where different races are divided into factions and fight separately.
Instead, they will be integrated together to maximize the strength of different races and arms...
In contrast, although the orc's attack was not very subtle, it still had some tricks.
The half-orc resistance seemed tenacious and fierce.
In fact, from the beginning of the war to the present, they have been defeated steadily by the orcs.
Swish Swish Swish!
Tiger rushed to the front line of the battlefield again, brandishing his sharp claws, wantonly harvesting the lives of the orc warriors.
The **** red color on its body is getting deeper and deeper, and its body is getting stronger and stronger.
After killing the two behemoths again, Tiger's height has exceeded five meters, and the blood flame attached to his body also tends to turn black.
Walking on the battlefield is a **** of killing!
Whoosh whoosh!
Tearing an orc hero unit to pieces, Tiger keenly sensed the danger and quickly dodged sideways.
A row of ground thorns rubbed against Tiger, and suddenly popped out one after another from the ground under his feet.
If it was one step later, Tiger would be pierced by these thorns.
Putting his hands on the ground, and then quickly bouncing away, Tiger dodged a flying fireball again, and cut off the head of an orc who rushed over.
Knowing this time, it looked at the enemy who attacked it.
It was a tall orc with a height of more than three meters, holding a totem pole in both hands and constantly tapping, releasing various totem spells.
Icicles, wind blades, ground spikes, fireballs...
Almost every moment, there will be a half-orc who dies tragically.
"The Orc Lord!"
Tiger's eyes were serious, his body flickered, and he rushed towards the tall orc shaman who didn't look like a spellcaster, the lord of the magic hoof tribe-Ogma.
Clang!
On the way, Tiger was stopped by an orc with a long knife.
"Your enemy is me, bastard!"
Bago raised his head and looked at Tiger with an extremely angry expression.
This guy not only killed five behemoths, but also killed the only golden behemoth that was about to evolve.
It just feels like its heart is bleeding.
"Another orc lord?"
Seeing Bago appearing in front of him, Tiger understood something in his heart.
At this stage, how could a single orc lord have the ability to gather an army of this size.
What invaded its territory was a coalition of two or even more orcs.
To some extent, it is not wrong to lose.
But thinking so in his heart, Tiger didn't have the slightest idea of admitting defeat.
Born as a gladiator, he has experienced countless life and death battles.
Tiger knew that he could not give up resistance until the enemy chopped off his head or crushed his heart.
Not long after the stalemate, Bago's veins jumped up, his teeth were clenched, and the jaws of his hands holding the knife were also split.
On the other hand, Tiger, there is nothing the same.
Swish!
"Ogma!!"
An afterimage rushed over, and Bago was terrified, and immediately called for help.
It can't break free from Tiger's suppression, and it can't escape the unknown at all.
Boom!
Just when the afterimage was about to hit Bago, a shield flashing with totem runes condensed in front of Bago.
The afterimage slapped on the shield, making a crisp sound, and then the shield split open.
The afterimage paused for a short time and allowed the remaining strength to slap Bago's abdomen, leaving a dent on his armor.
puff!
Bago spit out a mouthful of blood and flew out backwards.
Only at this time did it see clearly what was attacking it.
That's Tiger's tail!
"Blanch!"
"It hurts me to death?"
"Novalu, where did you die!"
"Come and help!"
"I can't beat this tiger man!"
Getting up from the ground, Bago felt the pain in his abdomen, and began to shake people without hesitation~www.mtlnovel.com~Fair?
dignity?
Shame?
It's ridiculous, Bago, who used to be an orc warrior, doesn't pay attention to these things.
In its heart, the most important thing on the battlefield is to survive, and then to win.
Only by doing these two points can you be regarded as a real winner.
Following Bago's shout, Novalu appeared on the battlefield in the next second.
It wears armor and carries its own totem pole, which it apparently also uses as a weapon.
It's just that, unlike Orgma, Novalu is a heavy warrior.
Seeing the third orc lord appear, Tiger didn't have any mood swings either.
The body bent down and rushed up again.