Legendary Hero

When there were more than 500 meters away from the coast, the fleet stopped, and three iron-clad battleships lined up at the forefront.

Luo Lin had already returned to the flagship, and in order to prevent another inexplicable assassination by a strong man, Narosa guarded him. At the same time, the remaining twenty barrels of dead nemesis in the fleet are all on the deck of the armored battleship.

"Let's start." Luo Lin said to the magician Luoman beside him.

The six magicians on the ship began to use throwing magic on the barrel containing the nemesis.

This is a middle-level magic. In Luo Lin’s view, it is to create a vector force field to throw objects in the force field far away. This force field is very strong. It is said that it can throw a hundred kilograms of objects out of eight. One hundred meters away.

The weight of a bucket of Necromancer is about 80 kilograms. With this distance, it can be easily thrown on the shore.

I saw the magician Roman walked to the side of a wooden barrel, put his hand on the side of the barrel, and then chanted a spell quickly. A faint light flashed from his hand, and the barrel was suspended. Then Roman stopped. It should be aiming, and then after hearing the sound of the wind, the barrel was thrown away, drawing a beautiful parabola, and accurately hitting the place where the undead was densest.

A large amount of smoke rose into the sky, and wherever the smoke passed, the ordinary undead almost fell to the ground and scattered bones.

This effect was really shocking. The people on the armored battleship had been prepared for a while, but they were still taken aback. The orcs and undead fighting on the shore were stunned.

After the orcs were shocked, they were in ecstasy. The orc king Thorg was already covered in blood, but he was unabated. Raised his arms and shouted: "Warriors, kill! Kill these undead!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Wooden barrels were continually being thrown over, evenly distributed across the entire Cape of the South China Sea, thick smoke billowing, and the entire Cape was shrouded in thick smoke.

Where the thick smoke passes. The undead must either retreat. If they do not retreat, the primary undead will fall apart immediately, and the high-level undead will also sway and stand unstable, and then be easily beheaded by the orcs.

Thorg tried his best to fight at first, but he quickly understood the meaning of the human race. This was to give them time to board the ship, and issued an order loudly: "Hide in the smoke! Hide in the smoke! Cover our wives and children on board!"

The orcs began to tighten their fronts and, with the power of the dead nemesis, defended the South China Sea cape. On the other side, a human woman and an orc baby hiding behind were escorted over.

On the sea. Luo Lin also ordered: "Pick them on board!"

Merchant ships began to dock in sequence, set up a sampan, and greet the orc tribe on board.

The undead commander Innocent was also stunned. The battle situation was changing too fast. They had already had the advantage right away, and they were almost about to succeed in destroying the orcs, but with the smoke, the situation only turned down. They could only watch the orcs board the ship, but couldn't stop them.

Even after the most powerful undead warriors rushed into the smoke, their strength was less than one-fifth of the usual. It was easily killed by an orc warrior, and the death was worthless.

Innocent had seen the battle of gargoyles on the sea before and did not quite understand the power of smoke. Now that he has experienced it, he really understands the terrible thing.

He was extremely anxious, but helpless.

Because the orcs have no magicians, only the so-called sacrificial offerings without much combat power. So they didn't bring the Lich over, and naturally there was no way to disperse the smoke. Now I can only watch.

"Damn it!" Innocent gritted his teeth, cursing is the only thing he can do.

Merchant ships approached. After being filled with people, one after another sailed out of the cape, with fewer and fewer people on the shore. An hour later, the women and children on the cape had all boarded the boat.

The number of these people is less than 30,000, which is counted as a baby, and actually takes up a tribal space of 20,000. A merchant ship can hold nearly four hundred people, so these people have not filled fifty ships yet, and seventy merchant ships are empty.

The orc warriors also began to board the ship.

Thorg brought his warriors to confront the undead outside the smoke, while silently estimating the number of surviving fighters in his heart. When almost all the fighters got on the ship, he felt that his heart was bleeding.

In a short period of time, more than half of the orcs were dead, and less than 20,000 survived, with more than 120 ships, each of which was not full.

After so many people died, the number of high-level undead they killed was less than five thousand, and a half of them were still helped by this magical smoke.

Seeing that all the orcs had already boarded the ship, Luo Lin looked at the undead who were still onlookers outside the smoke in the distance, and ordered: "A salvo of artillery, three rounds!"

"Boom boom boom" The shells filled with holy crystals bloomed continuously in the cape. As long as they fell in the undead, a large circle of vacancies was cleared at a distance of 50 meters. All undead, no matter they are high or low. Yes, it's all over.

After a round of volley, Innocent was shocked and hurriedly ordered: "Retreat! Retreat!"

"Boom!" A cannonball exploded not far from him, his body shook, and then he felt a scorching pain in his body, which was an experience he had never had since he became an undead.

Looking down, several transparent holes appeared in the dry skin and flesh of his body, and golden flames were slowly burning in the holes. If it were not blocked by the rich death magic, his fate would definitely be the same as other undeads, falling to the ground. That's amazing.

Innocent was horrified, and ignoring the commander's restraint, he crawled into the dense forest.

Fortunately, the attack time did not last long. After five or six minutes, the terrible attack stopped. Innocent poked his head from behind the tree and took a look at the sea, confirming that all the terrifying iron-clad battleships had left. At Cape, he dared to come out of his hiding place and start counting losses.

After a round of inspection, Innocent was shocked and speechless.

In this short period of time, more than 12,000 high-level undead soldiers were killed by the bombing, which is twice as many as those killed by orcs. Out of 30,000 high-level undead warriors, only 10,000 were left. The loss is terrible.

Innocent looked at the corpses of the orc warriors again, and after only one glance, he knew that these corpses could not be resurrected as undead. Although the souls of many corpses have not dissipated yet, the terrible smoke has dissipated the vitality in the corpses. It's not cost-effective at all.

""He was completely speechless.

Since he became the commander of the undead army, he has been invincible, invincible, and invincible. He has never encountered a real enemy, even a wild orc is not an opponent.

but now. His army of undead was actually restrained by the opponent with more powerful and thorough means. After several rounds of attacks, his army was injured countless, and without the slightest counterattack, the opponent had almost no damage!

At this time. He saw a figure climbing up from the sea, and when he took a closer look, it turned out to be the undead sword sage Morovogan. His appearance was extremely tragic. One arm was broken shoulder to shoulder, and the fracture was full of pieces of meat. The whole person was full of energy. After climbing out of the sea in a downturn. He fell on the shore, looking at the sky, lying motionless.

Innocent walked over. Question: "Juggernaut, how is the situation?"

He knows how strong the sword saint martial arts are. He said before that he wanted to assassinate the commander of the fleet. There should be results, right?

"I'm defeated." Morrovogan whispered.

"There are so many of them, and the terrible smoke. You broke in alone, it was too risky." Innocent was not surprised. If successful, the Juggernaut will not be so decadent.

Morovogan did not speak. He knew that Innocent was right, but even if his power was suppressed, he still could not accept being defeated by a young man in an upright duel.

The last sword that the opponent used was magnificent, deep and heavy, and there was already a faint atmosphere of looking over the world, and it was simply unstoppable.

After he escaped from the boat, he practiced all the way on the bottom of the sea. Finally, he realized that if he did it again, he would still lose, or even worse. Now only one arm is lost, which is the best ending.

He can not care about the conflict between the dead and the living. The last one-to-two defeat did not give him such a big blow, but this time, after being defeated in his most proud swordsmanship, Morrovogan was almost discouraged. A sense of mourning.

"Juggernaut, have you surrendered?" Innocent asked suddenly.

Morrowogen was shocked and woke up from depression, then shook his head: "No. I was thinking about the duel just now."

Yes, he is still alive. Although he lives as an undead, as long as he is alive, he will not lose!

"Let's go, we should go back to Vendôme, we have to report the situation to the division as soon as possible. This smoke is terrible!" Innocent stood up, preparing to take the army north.

But at this moment, a gargoyle flew over as a messenger. He fell in front of Innocent and handed a volume of documents to Innocent.

Innocent took it, took a look, and sighed: "This letter is too late."

It was Disentas who reminded him to pay attention to the documents of the Terran Fleet. Unfortunately, his army has suffered a great loss, and the loss is irreparable.

In the fleet, Thorg also witnessed the scene after the armored battleship fired its guns.

He saw the undead falling down like grass, saw the undead commander running in embarrassment, and saw the undead army that was almost maimed, and this army was just a nightmare for the orc army.

With such a comparison, Thorg felt a deep fear in his heart: "Is this the true power of the human race?"

If he hadn't raided Vendôme that day, if Vendôme hadn't had civil strife, if the opponent had everything ready ~www.readwn.com~ dignified duel, then Thorg would not dare to think about it.

"Damn Urosis, this despicable liar!" Thorg hated himself for believing in that shameless demon.

In fact, he overestimated the strength of the human race. The reason why the iron armored battleship fought so smoothly, and looked like an invincible hand in the world, was nothing more than relying on the navy's position advantage, and he was still prepared against the unprepared, and beat the opponent. Just caught off guard.

Next time, when the undead saw them, they would no longer stand stupidly on the coast and be beaten. They would definitely bring a lich to disperse the smoke.

But Thorg did not expect so much. He was deeply shocked by the combat power displayed by the fleet. What impressed him the most was not pure force, but the kind of technology that the orcs did not have. , Sharp artillery, mysterious and powerful smoke, methods he could not even think of.

He respects the knowledge and wisdom of the human race.

Not to mention the shock that the fleet brought to the undead and the orcs, Luo Lin didn't have time to pay attention to it for the time being, because Iona was about to die. (To be continued)

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