On the grassland where corpses were everywhere and blood flowed into rivers, long roars like wolves covered the sound of killing on the grassland that were shaking, mixed with a faint bloody atmosphere and passed on to the vast space in all directions.

Unnaturally slowed down the fighting movement, and everyone, including the orcs, was attracted by the desolate roar that exuded a faint majesty.

The fight continued, blood was still flowing, and the corpses of orcs and humans filled every inch of land that covered the entire battlefield. The desolate roar from Ye Piao's mouth spread across the entire grassland and spread the faint majesty all around.

As the roar became more and more rapid, the warriors of the two tribes who were fighting to the death suddenly heard a burst of echoes.

At first, there were only one or two echoes, followed by ten hundred wolf roars sounded in all directions of the grassland battlefield.

Just like relay, it turned into endless crazy howls in a blink of an eye. As the roar continued to spread, the terrifying sound of wolf roars also came from farther and farther away.

After a moment, almost half of the grassland where the battlefield was located was covered by waves of crazy wolf roars.

The long roar in his mouth stopped, and the leaves floated in the desolate roar of wolf and turned around and jumped onto the lion's back.

As he lifted the God of War in his hand, Ye Piao looked at the Knight Soren who was rushing towards the rushing towards the lion's angry roar.

The blood in the body seemed to be completely ignited, and a violent mysterious power was spreading throughout the blood as Ye Piao's blood flowed through the body at a rapid speed.

The body seemed to be ignited, and Ye Piao's skin was full of strange blood-red color. His eyes, which were originally as clear as water, have now turned into red as blood.

The War God Spear seemed to feel something. While shaking wildly, it also emitted violent waves of power around.

The instantaneous power flooded Ye Piao's damage from the flying knife was immediately healed most of the time, and his chest, which was originally surging with blood, gradually returned to calm due to the infusion of power.

With a wild roar, a dazzling blue light flashed between the lion's eyebrows, and huge lightning struck the charge of the knight like a winding snake.

The moment the man was leaning on his back and overturned, most of the knights turned into coke under the thunder of the fury of the lion, and the remaining knights were burned to ashes by the fires spurted out by the lion before they even approached the lion.

Under the roar of the wolf in the sky, the lion mixed with the violent power of thunder and lightning just now, roaring towards the sky.

The roar that shook the sky was filled with dreadful majesty against the sky's roar, which actually made the orc warriors who had rushed up stop moving forward in horror.

Shadows quickly emerged from the edge of the grassland connecting to the sky, and rushed towards the direction of the battlefield like lightning.

First there were dozens of dim shadows, and then thousands of huge figures showed the whole body as they ran quickly.

Wolves, countless giant wolves, only saw countless giant wolves in the eyes of all the warriors fighting in the two tribes.

Gray wolf, white wolf, and even some extremely rare silver giant wolf are mixed in.

On the grassland, for a moment, giant wolves from all over the world fell into madness again after hearing the former king's summons.

Countless giant wolves quickly gathered into a torrent of galloping. As more and more giant wolves joined in the middle, they quickly grew stronger. The wolves, which originally had only a few thousand, expanded to tens of thousands in the time of a cup of tea.

A melodious sound of horns sounded first, and it was weakly heard into the ears of all the knights in the scattering wolf roar.

After quickly giving up the opponent in front of him, the knights finally slowly retreated from the collectively crazy orcs after leaving countless corpses.

When they set out, the elite cavalry, who was originally 20,000, lost nearly 5,000 troops after passing the double blockade of Cruise and Ye Piao.

Now, after fighting the orc vanguard to the death, his number was reduced to less than 10,000 in an instant.

Such losses deeply shocked the Duke of Leot, who had been invincible for a long time.

In less than two days, the elite cavalry, which was originally 20,000, actually lost most of the money inexplicably. How could Leote, the commander, not shocked?

If the Saint Cruise, who had encountered at Bell City Gate, had not been without wisdom, just rushing through the death path guarded by the Saint Crater would have caused most of the 20,000 troops to lose.

After losing the lives of sixteen eighth-level powerful men, Leoth took action himself, and finally, at the harsh price of his serious injury, he paid nearly 3,000 lives before rushing through the city gate guarded by Cruise.

Now, as soon as Leot thought of the golden figure exuding a terrifying aura, his seriously injured chest felt severely painful.

But compared to Cruise, Ye Piao, who was riding alone, made Leot more frightened.

A person, whose real power is not even the ninth level, actually blocked the elite iron cavalry for a long time after killing nearly two thousand people. Such a terrifying record is absolutely unimaginable even if Leote is not allowed to live together in another place. If Leote had been with him in another place, he would definitely turn into a cold corpse within a bright moment.

Compared to Leot's complex mood at this time, the orc prince Tilter thought much simpler.

It’s not good to go to the army, and I’m simply a bad luck guy who’s not good to go to the army. Perhaps I’ve been a unique decay in the history of orc invasions over the past hundreds of years.

The elite vanguard army of ten thousand people, ten powerful siege weapons, one-eyed battle beasts, three high-level shamans, and countless high-level warriors under their command. With such powerful strength, even if they fight head-on with the most elite army of 50,000 humans, they can win without any suspense.

But now, what made Tilter extremely embarrassed was that his powerful army was inexplicably beaten and suffered heavy losses.

Nearly half of the ten thousand army was killed or killed. The ten powerful one-eyed war beasts were killed by the two perverted strong men. The three high-level shamans were also killed by the masters of the human knights under the chaos. The high-level warrior who once made him proud was killed and injured by the two sides of human beings.

Just think of the defeat in front of him, Tilter was so angry that he wanted to kill someone.

However, everything that happened before us reminded Tilter, who was the commander, to calm down.

With heavy casualties between the two sides, fighting against these giant wolf summoned by the young boy who was full of blood will only pay a heavier price.

Therefore, now Tilt can only suppress the idea of ​​breaking the two culprits who suffered heavy losses, and slowly retreated like a human knight, and distanced himself from both sides.

Riding on the lion's broad scarred back, Ye Piaoqing, who was covered in blood, held the trembling sword in his hand, blocking the forefront of the escape squad like a copper wall, blocking the exhausted and scarred others behind him behind him.

In the midst of chaos, the human knights and the orc army lined up again and slowly formed a battle formation again.

With a cold look at the two men in front of him, Ye Piao completely ignored the countless cold corpses on the battlefield.

Ye Piao didn't even hold the corner of his mouth when he heard the painful howling sounds of the soldiers who had not yet died on the battlefield.

As the howling of pain on the battlefield gradually weakened, until it disappeared, the human knight and orc warrior finally integrated the battle formation, and the sharp spear pointed forward and acted in a fighting posture.

Like a strong wind, countless giant wolves swept across most of the grassland. Countless giant wolves took the steps of their companions and gathered behind Ye Piao, neatly arranged together as if they had undergone countless drills, surrounding the other people in the escape squad.

There was no trace of riot at all, and the entire wolf pack did not even look at the figures in the middle who were supposed to be just food. The pair of sharp wolf eyes were all staring at the figure riding on the lion's back.

With a cold smile, Ye Piao's blood-red eyes looked at the two sides that were facing each other in a triangular direction with him.

A bloodthirsty light appeared in his blood-red eyes, and a cold smile appeared on Ye Piao's lips.

Riding a lion and taking a few steps forward, Ye Piao exhaled with the God of War gun, shouted coldly at the people who were on guard on both sides: "Since we have come to the prairie, how can I, as the owner of the prairie, not fulfill the friendship of the landlord!"

The cold tone paused slightly, and Ye Piao continued to spit out words from his mouth as cold as the ten thousand years of ice on the source of ice.

"Welcome to the Sargeras Prairie, here, my territory, only Ye Piao is the real master!"

And as Ye Piao's words ended, what caters to him was the roar of tens of thousands of giant wolves behind him!
Chapter completed!