MC's career as foreign lord

"Eye of Gruumsh?" Zhou Ren asked, puzzled. "What kind of profession is that?"

They could see that, in the not-too-distant distance, the one-eyed Orc priest seemed to be going mad. He violently burst out a lot of blood, and then, with the blood trailing behind him, began to sprint towards the swamp.

On the swamp ground stained with blood, the mud began to harden, then congealed into blood-like clods of earth, which were then stepped on again by the Orcs behind.

"Eye of Gruumsh refers to the advanced form of some Orc barbarian warriors. In the name of Gruumsh, they destroy their appearance, remove their eyes, and sacrifice their right eye to match their god!"

Mossa explained to Zhou Ren, "These people have offered their faith and lives to Gruumsh, so they have gained enough power and divine magic to balance it out!"

"Match?" Zhou Ren caught on to something. "They use their right eye to match their god. Wouldn't that mean Gruumsh is one-eyed?"

"Yes!" Mossa nodded. "In an ancient, epic divine war, the Elven Chief God, Corellon Larethian, used his weapon to blind Gruumsh's left eye. This is the real reason for the feud between the Elves and the Orcs!"

"Jeez…" Zhou Ren sighed. Just how much power did Corellon use to prevent a chief god from being able to restore his eye to this day, and instead, he must continue to fight with this humiliation?

No wonder the Orcs never stop fighting with the Elves. If it were him, he probably couldn't stand it either, forever being a one-eyed dragon. Who could endure that?

"So, they sacrifice their eyes to become the most powerful Orc warriors, right?" Zhou Ren said.

Because their god lost his left eye, they offer their right eye, using their left eye as the god's left eye. Thinking about it, it's actually quite touching.

However, his current position is on the side of the Elves, so he can't say anything else. He can only watch as the Eye of Gruumsh leads a team of Orc soldiers to continue charging forward.

The archers' arrows finally gathered once again. They no longer cared about the goblins who were already entangled with the mercenaries, but began to condense a giant arrow, aiming at the Orc at the head of the line.

"Fire!" All the elves released their bowstrings. The giant arrow in the sky had already taken shape, and then, aiming at the Eye of Gruumsh, they fired a sniper shot!

The Elves are the true masters of archery. They have played with bows and arrows for countless years, and naturally, they have developed many archery techniques.

This kind of combat method, similar to sniping, aiming at the enemy's head or leader to assassinate them, is also a good method summarized in the Crown War.

Although somewhat ironic, civil war is also a way to improve combat. However, such an attack seemed to have no effect in front of the Eye of Gruumsh.

His eyes revealed a sneer, and the red light above his head suddenly shone, and he charged out of the swamp, enduring the giant arrow.

"Roar!" He let out an inexplicable roar, and then suddenly grabbed the double-headed axe in his hand, "Weak… Elves!"

In the somewhat shocked eyes of the crowd, he forcibly withstood the giant arrow above his head, and then immediately used force to split it apart in the air!

"Roar!" Another deafening roar, this time from all the Orc warriors' taunts.

Several high-level professionals suddenly stood up from their seats, "Such power… he is a quasi-legendary warrior!"

The reason for saying quasi-legendary is because a legendary figure would not appear on the battlefield and become the tip of a team's spear, and this power cannot be possessed without reaching the level of a legend.

So, a quasi-legendary warrior with legendary power is the standard choice!

Zhou Ren looked at this Eye of Gruumsh, and for a moment, his eyes were actually a little dazed. He thought of Yeno Gutooth, who had also shown off in front of him.

It seems that these people really all have the same style. He just doesn't know if Corellon's warriors also have to hang a title with his own name? What would it be called? Hand of Corellon? Bow of Corellon?

However, while he was thinking about this, someone on the other side of the battlefield couldn't sit still. Della stood up directly. This seemingly delicate little girl was actually going to enter the arena.

But thinking about it, it seems acceptable. After all, the old priest before, Father Havali, was basically this style, although it is said that even among the Elves, this style is particularly rare.

This style is more common among human priests. They wear plate armor, hold huge so-called hammers of justice, spread their teachings, and punish what they consider to be evil.

According to Shia, most Elven priests should be leaders, diplomats, or military nobles, as well as a small number of combat personnel.

But it's not that no one has learned the form of priests among humans. They believe that ordinary clergy should also have their own combat power and implement it.

And their chief god, Corellon Larethian, is a playful god. He usually plays very openly. After hearing his believers' prayers, he generously distributed divine power and helped them establish a new temple.

"So…" Zhou Ren's eyes twitched. He watched this usually calm and collected beautiful girl actually take out her weapon. It was a huge nail hammer that looked much bigger than his head.

A holy light shone on her body, and a standard lady's plate armor was already worn on her body. She jumped down from above and leaped in front of the Eye of Gruumsh.

"The Elves have really fallen. When did they let a weak female elf collide with me? Where are your great knights?" the Eye of Gruumsh said, looking at the girl in front of him with disdain.

"Cover, fire!" Shia certainly wouldn't allow her little friend to have an accident, and waved her hand to directly order.

Just as the soldiers beside him wanted to surround them, arrows had already fallen from the sky, clearing all areas except for the two high-level powerhouses.

Those Orc soldiers who wanted to take advantage of the situation to rush up were shot into hedgehogs before they even had time to get close.

Then, the Elven group with large shields suddenly retreated, and Elven knights riding horses emerged. Not all Elves can ride unicorns. This is a misunderstanding in itself.

Unicorns themselves are extremely rare creatures, one of the strange legendary creatures, so most Elven knights ride horses or griffins unique to the forest.

They directly crashed into the Orc warriors, forcibly opening the already not-so-tightly formed Orc infantry with their own speed advantage and strong armor defense.

This was a battle belonging to infantry and knights. Zhou Ren saw the archers of his own cluster scatter, seeking high positions, preparing to pick off targets.

"In cluster warfare, archers will change positions, becoming remote snipers. They are also often the ones who reap the most rewards in war!" Mossa said. This group of shooting experts, after entering a sniping state, posed the greatest threat to the knights.

"The real war has already begun," Zhou Ren said, "but where are their experts?"

The war mages led by Shia originally wanted to continue casting spells, but were directly interrupted by a red palm raised from the orc crowd.

That was the priests' spell countermeasure. If they didn't want to be scattered by the enormous magical power because the spell was only half-released, they had to stop casting.

This is actually the fundamental reason why the orcs can contend with the elves for countless years. They also possess their own spell system, their own backlash system, and a very strict war layout.

They clearly only saw one high-level professional among this group of people, but no one dared to act rashly. No one knew how many ambush troops these orcs had arranged nearby.

Zhou Ren saw some familiar figures, those from the Werner Mercenary Group. They seemed to have already developed a bit of a professional's aura. In battle, their long swords simply and neatly severed the orcs' weapons, and then directly plunged into their bodies.

There was also the figure of that seemingly very strong blacksmith. Zhou Ren remembered his name, Odinson, who was also holding another long sword, entering the monster group as if entering an uninhabited land. This was actually a rare intermediate professional.

It was just a bit of a pity that he wasn't holding a large hammer.

The remaining one was the leader of the Soyas Mercenary Group, whom he once admired. This paladin was shining with white light, doing his best to rescue the warriors around him.

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At the same time, he led his subordinates, directly breaking into the rear of the goblin group, confronting a bear goblin head-on.

His mages seemed to have become accustomed to this kind of battle, constantly blessing them with various spells, while also quietly launching flying missiles towards the goblin spellcasters in the rear.

These professionals were using their own strength to put pressure on the monsters. Even the weakest Werner and others had not actually given up fighting.

Zhou Ren was very emotional, the cohesion of this elven kingdom was really a bit powerful!

"A very bad news!" A voice rang in their ears.

Zhou Ren was still watching the battlefield. Below, the huge nail hammer and the double-edged axe in the Eye of Gruumsh collided. The petite figure and the huge orc warrior formed a contrast, but unexpectedly, they were able to contend.

Between the power from the Orc God and the power from the Elven God, the blood-colored light and the light blue radiance shone brightly, but for a while, it was impossible to tell who would win.

At this time, Locke had already arrived in front of them, and Shia had also slowly descended from the sky holding her staff. She had no choice but to descend, as being in the sky when knowing that the other side had mages was a living target.

"What news?" Zhou Ren asked, "Have the people in the town been arranged properly?"

"Yes! They have all been arranged into your territory. Apart from being a little afraid of the skeletons, they are actually all right." Locke nodded, "As for the news you want to ask... Alas, Princess Shia should already know?"

His sigh seemed to have indicated everything, and Princess Shia, who was silently flipping through her message records on the other side, had actually become unsightly.

She said, "There will be no reinforcements coming from Val City! That dragon directly went to attack Val City!"

"That's not bad news, is it?" Zhou Ren said, "If there are no accidents, Elder O'Harey should also be in Val City. They don't have any legendary combat power here, we should be able to handle it, right?"

"This is the second bad news I want to say!" Locke said, "We didn't anticipate the news of the orc clan joining. Now our high-level professionals need to confront the orc's high-level professionals, but..."

Hesitation and doubt appeared in his eyes, "But that green dragon didn't have any high-level professionals accompanying him, so where did they go?"

Zhou Ren silently tilted his head, "If there are no accidents, they should be on our side battlefield?"

In the next second, they heard another deafening roar from the other side. A huge and enormous figure surged over again from there. That was another two-headed giant.

Compared to the previous two, which could be dealt with by intermediate professionals, the power of this two-headed giant, which was only comparable to that of a high-level professional, was obviously larger and more enormous.

His appearance was even more ugly and hideous, and it was impossible to see any traces of belonging to the orcs, but the strong muscles and huge arms, holding a wolf's tooth club covered with iron thorns, had already confirmed his identity.

"Inherited part of the power of the demon lord... Two-Headed Giant Lord!" Locke was a little silent. If the quasi-legendary orc warrior just now was just an accident, then this second quasi-legendary guy was not just an accident.

"The two-headed giants are the common vassals of the green dragons and the orcs, but even a legendary-level green dragon would have to give him respect!" Mossa explained in a low voice, "He who possesses the power of the demon lord is sometimes not inferior to a low-level Titan!"

"Oh!" Zhou Ren nodded, "That's really a troublesome thing!"

Locke had already started to move. He put on his armor and seemed to be wearing his exclusive combat equipment, "Lord, if there are any more enemies coming, I'm counting on you!"

"Wait..." Zhou Ren said, throwing out a large hammer, "If you want to fight, use this! Help me test its combat attributes!"

"Your Excellency, this..." Locke didn't dare to underestimate it. The things this lord took out were all good things, and he was a little afraid of breaking them.

"Don't worry, just give it back to me after you're done. I also want to see the battle situation and the results!" Zhou Ren said.

Compared to the orcs, who were not well-known, the elves, who knew their roots and were familiar with them, made him feel more at ease.

His gaze was somewhat solemn as he stared ahead. He could feel that, as far as a war was concerned, the other party had obviously not tried their best.

PS: I have to work overtime today. If I can finish it, there will be another chapter in the afternoon...