Reverse Resurrection Blue Buff of Global Gods

The dwarves put away their shields, picked up their sledgehammers, and launched a fearless charge.

The exaggerated strength and physical strength of the dwarves were undoubtedly revealed at this moment. Especially the 100 special dwarves led by Little Os. The rune sledgehammers in their hands lit up the flame runes. Every time they hammered down, a snake man was killed.

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Then, the area where the snake man was hit seemed to be burned by a terrifying high temperature, and the alluring aroma of barbecue and screams continued to emit from his body.

Finally, under the leadership of Little Os, the dwarves launched only one charge, and all the snakemen fell to the ground and died miserably.

Zhang Chao looked at the scene of his subordinates dying tragically and cried aggrievedly, "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Can you beat him? He is just a bully... Wuwu..."

On the viewing stand!

Qin Ruoxi jumped up happily, "Senior won, he won..."

Li Ruolan clenched her pink fists, as happy as a child, her beautiful eyes almost turned into crescent moons, "Little guy, the teacher's love for you is not in vain!"

Every autumn camp training, there are not only new talents, but also some terrible repeaters. Originally, she just wanted the kids in her class to experience this competitive atmosphere, but now, she suddenly has

An uncontrollable impulse.

Perhaps, this time, her students can give everyone a shock!

The war is over!

Zhang Chao's eyes were red, he glared at Zhao Qianye with grievance, and said in dissatisfaction: "You are cheating...you are bullying..."

It's so bullying. My 2,500 units of snakemen didn't cause much harm to Zhao Qianye's tribe. It's simply humiliating...

Xiaopang Hehe Zhile said, "Now do you understand the fear of being dominated by my boss?"

When the students saw Zhang Chao wiping his tears in grievance, they thought it was quite funny at first, but when they remembered that if they were in the other person's place, they would probably be much the same, so they looked dejected and had no intention of laughing at Zhang Chao's embarrassment.

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Li Ruolan laughed and shook her head, "This gangster is not stingy. Now when he is placed with other students, he seems to be bullying the children."

Zhao Qianye smiled and looked up towards the viewing platform.

"Classmate Wang Meng, do you want to fight me?"

Zhang Chao came to the boss and was so ashamed that he opened his mouth and didn't know what to say.

Wang Meng patted Zhang Chao on the shoulder and comforted him: "Don't worry, leave the rest to me!"

The words have fallen!

He entered the battlefield directly, looked at Zhao Qianye, and said coldly: "Why don't you dare? Others are afraid of you, but I, Wang Meng, will not."

The corners of Zhao Qianye's mouth turned up, revealing a sneer. Without any nonsense, he operated a few times on the virtual light screen and re-selected a new battlefield.

The screen changes, a new map.

This is a wild plain and the sky is gloomy.

The portal lights up!

Little Os led the dwarf team to step out of the portal and assemble in front of the open space.

With their solemn military appearance, powerful momentum, and the exaggerated sledgehammer in their hands, no one dares to underestimate these short warriors.

At some unknown time, students from other classes slowly appeared on the viewing platform. As the time for final confirmation of autumn camp quotas approached, students from each class were inquiring about intelligence information about other classes from other classes.

No, Class 2 has just started to launch a mass war. After hearing the news, students and class teachers of each class appeared in the stands one after another.

"Your troops are indeed strong!"

Wang Meng looked at the mighty dwarf warrior and gave a rare compliment to Zhao Qianye. However, he hesitated and said with a confident smile: "But that's just it. If you want to beat me, you have to be a little worse."

Zhao Qianye showed a hint of surprise, "Oh, does Mr. Wang Meng have any other trump cards?"

Wang Meng smiled calmly, "In the racial map, the reproduction speed of orc warriors is much faster than that of dwarves. Based on this alone, I am confident enough to defeat you."

Zhao Qianye understood and stretched out his hand to signal, "Then let us witness the chapter on the battlefield!"

The lifespan of the dwarves is usually around 200 to 250 years, and the number of children they give birth to is about the same as that of ordinary people. The lifespan of the orc warriors is not much different from that of ordinary people, most of them are around 100 years old. In a harsh environment, if a group wants to develop and grow and produce enough descendants, this is their way of survival.

Therefore, within thousands of years, the orcs have given birth to many more children than the dwarves. What Wang Meng said is not bragging.

The portal lights up!

When the orcs, who were strong, eight feet tall and powerful, stepped out of the portal, the smile on Wang Meng's lips almost reached the sky.

Ten minutes later, 5,000 orcs, wearing leather aprons, appeared in the open space, shocking many people.

These orcs have a variety of weapons in their hands. There are iron tools such as long knives and maces, as well as rough wooden weapons such as wooden clubs and wooden shields.

There were even some elderly women and children in the team. Wang Meng had obviously spent all his money for this battle.

1720 Dwarves VS 5000 Orcs

Zhao Qianye seems to have a higher chance of losing, but because the orcs' weapons are crude, this kind of loss may not be a factor in Wang Meng's victory.

Wang Meng looked down, raised his arms and shouted, "Destroy these heretics, my people, and I will give you strength!"

The orc leader raised the sharp ax in his hand and roared: "God of War, destroy these dwarves, chop off their heads, and pay homage to my god!"

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!"

The orcs looked up to the sky and roared, their morale rising.

"Come on, warriors of the Battle Ax Clan, your merits are ahead, let me chop off the heads of these dwarves!" Orgrim's battle ax raised its head to the sky and roared.

"Wow!"

The swarming orcs ran wildly, howling and shouting, and rolled up a terrifying smoke and dust dragon on the wilderness plain.

Little Os's deep eyes were hidden in the metal helmet, silently watching these orcs charging without any plan. The corners of his mouth turned up, revealing a scornful sneer.

"Get ready to throw the spear!"

He raised his hand and ordered.

"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"

There was a metallic collision sound caused by the friction of armor. The dwarf behind the queue held an iron spear weighing more than ten kilograms and made preparations for ejection.

"throw!"

Little Os raised his arms and shouted loudly.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The veins in the dwarves' arms jumped. They swung their spears hard and pierced the sky and threw them away.

This level of terrorist attack is almost a nightmare for all infantry soldiers on the way to charge, but at this time, Wang Meng was helpless and could only pray that his men could survive it.

A sharp spear with a cold light shining at its tip.

Thousands of iron spears rose high into the sky and turned around, like black wasps.

"Puff puff!"

Falling at high speed, the sharp spearhead shimmered with cold light, carrying the astonishing gravity, instantly stabbing the charging orc warriors to the core, causing the orcs running at high speed to tumble and fall.

As soon as a wave of spears were thrown down, hundreds of orcs fell in a pool of blood.

at the same time!

Orgrim's battle ax was running quickly, and he pulled out an iron spear from the ground. After escaping from the range of the iron spear, he roared and ordered: "Prepare the wooden spear, shoot!"

Today's orcs are also smarter. A few years ago, the spear-throwing attack of the dwarf Zhao Qianye was still fresh in the memory of all the new students, so they imitated it and copied it.

The armored orc warrior clenched the wooden spear in his hand and swung it hard.

At the same time, Orgrim's battle ax also shook the iron spear in his hand with force.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Thousands of wooden spears flew out from the hands of the orcs, rose into the sky, turned around and swooped down towards the dwarf team.

Almost at the same time, the second wave of projectiles from the dwarves had just been launched.