Chapter 493: Herd (3)

The bunker's superstructure collapsed, and Adal evacuated into the underground fortifications together with the remaining parts of the two teams. His leg injury staggered him.
He felt lucky, but unfortunately.
Fortunately, as soon as he and Kasong entered the Fort of Spears, they got the news that the chief had escaped, so he followed another fleeing force to the immediately.
Unfortunately, he escaped from one and immediately entered another hell.
Enemies are everywhere, and two giant machines emerge from the thick fog to the east. Two of them are nightmares.
The enemy forces already have an overwhelming advantage, but they still want to use the most superior firepower to kill themselves and everyone. He witnessed a whole trench of soldiers evaporate in the flames. This terrible scene is even more than a fist to flesh. Even more shocking.
Sometimes he would think, at least they pulled a lot of backs, a lot.
Sadly, they obviously don't care.
The line of defense he deployed would be instantly destroyed, and no matter how strong this underground fortress is, the endless Oak could break it, and then kill everyone and destroy the noble royal court.
The enemy's weapon fired again.
A giant fireball burst out of the upper passage, completely swallowing the guy who didn't run fast enough. The flaming flames made Adal feel that his hair seemed to be on fire. .
They have come to the area below 100 meters inside the mountain. Wushan not only has the surface defense facilities, but the entire mountain has actually been hollowed out. The thorough tunnels and hidden firepower points allow them to use such a disadvantage. 'S strength has been standing for so long.
But it was only a matter of time. The whole mountain was trembling. The roar of the fierce battle above his head made a heavy muffled sound, and the endless tremor was immediately covered by the screams of shells.
But just as they were about to go to a rallying point and take a break, a large group of evil orc elites suddenly rushed out of the tunnel, hurried out, and drove the oncoming soldiers to follow them.
Adal saw the change in Casson's expression. He seemed very annoyed.
"what happened?"
He asked:
"What happened?"
"I have never seen these troops..."
He responded softly, and stumbled into being surrounded by large forces. This strange force seemed to intend to rush them back to the battlefield.
"...They are not imperial guards."
"what?"
"Look at their badges, black."
Kasong secretly pointed to the evil orcs who had beaten the inoperable soldiers with their scabbards in the back. They looked very irritable, and their black temples stood upright.
"I have never heard of that army like this..."
"Are we supported?"
Adal suddenly had a little anticipation, maybe the battle situation was not as bad as imagined.
"Looks--"
Kason paused for a moment, then shook his head, and did not continue to speak, because they had been driven to the exit of the north defense line, where it had become a sea of ​​purgatory fire, and the surviving soldiers were still controlling the shooting down.
As Adar guessed, new reinforcements did appear.
They emerged from the ridge on the east side that had not yet been surrounded, and quickly and maneuvered from the east into the wàiwéi area of ​​Wushan.
A queue of heavy artillery and cavalry provided support for these reinforcements, followed by a large number of infantry marches.
But no one can recognize their identity. The main body of this unit is many evil orcs of unknown origin and there is no sign of the beast kingdom on their body, but in terms of appearance, they are not much different from ordinary evil orcs.
The support army gathered two assault spearheads, one of which consisted of cavalry forces riding a lizard, and they were led by a clan chief of fame and force.
The other is mainly those unidentified evil orc units, commanded by the chief of the Imperial Guard of Lilin.
Ramidesa, the first born, the first born evil orc, and Lilin’s most trusted commander of the forbidden army. He led the broken troops gathered from the swamps and hills around Wushan, and joined the wave of counterattacks.
He raised the broad sword with his arm intact, and directed the soldiers under his command into the melee.
"If you are going to die! Let us die with the enemy!!"
This is the slogan he has been shouting and is gradually being accepted by his soldiers.
During this time, the survivors will do their utmost to release their anger and hatred, causing heavy losses to the enemy.
Perhaps they can temporarily repel Ou Ke from the Wushan wàiwéi area, or this is just a precious opportunity to face death with anger.
For Guk, this is nothing more than an extra hour or two of fighting time.
Even from many angles, it is a good thing that his victims can concentrate in the same killing field. He can mobilize forces from everywhere to crush them.
However, beasts are not good, they have reached the limit.
Think from another angle, if they want to die generously, then their goal is achieved.
waaaaaaaaaaaagh!
The assault troops led by Grak rushed to the defensive line of the negative corner with unscrupulous enthusiasm. In this place, the thick gate beams and steep stairs of the Wushan Palace Group have been seen.
Rage is accumulating in the body of the Red Butcher, and his boys are experiencing the same enthusiasm, they are the husband, the best and the worst.
When the battle is at its peak, these reckless men can dig out the source of the rage from their bodies and then wipe out their enemies like a sharp blade.
After several fights, Beiruf condemned their violent and brainlessness more than once.
More than once, Grake is fighting back. They are the killing machines. For an Oak, besides the non-stop fighting, where is there anything more valuable waiting for them?
Although Guk has already banned his wanton bàoxíng, Grak still encourages his soldiers to kill qíngshā on the battlefield, and the splash of blood will enhance the senses in the face of the upcoming battle.
He ordered only one: never leave a live mouth~EbookFREE.me~The Gough Corps completed this task through cruel efficiency and a series of broken bodies.
Such unscrupulous túshā has not been ignored.
As Grak and his soldiers advanced steadily towards the mountain, a group of evil orcs dressed in crimson armor appeared in front of them to stop their way, and their black epaulets were conspicuous.
But Grak didn't notice it at all.
The foul smell of blood wafted from the previous slaughterhouse and drilled under his helmet, causing his muscles to twitch uncontrollably.
"kill!!!!!!"
He roared, and his red anger controlled the doll like a doll. He now desperately wants to fight, and these big guys look good.
When Grak first launched the charge, the red villains also formed a wave.