Chapter 047 Capturing the Orc Leader

At this moment, accompanied by the flames in the dense forest, both sides began to reach a silent ceasefire agreement and stopped shooting.

"They glared angrily at each other, both eager to rush at each other and beat them up.".

After a fierce battle just now, only 45 werewolf soldiers were lost, which really surprised Wang Ming.

The orc soldiers only have more than 200 appearances left, and most of them have injuries on their bodies.

From time to time, the orc soldier turned sideways and saw an orc leading the way out of the crowd.

Seeing that he was covered in mud and dirt, you can tell that he didn't suffer less just now. After appearing, the orc's leading gaze was firmly fixed on Wang Ming, who was standing next to the werewolf soldier.

After a while, he spoke to Wang Ming in Kapang language:

"It's really surprising that the Kapang tribe should have such troops, and the leader is still a half beast. Your monarch has really healed his wounds and forgotten the pain."

Upon hearing what the orc leader said, Wang Ming sneered and then said

"Half beast? Oh, yes, that's what you've always called us."

"I don't know what unforgettable past experiences the Kabang monarchs had, nor do I know what happened in the past, and I don't want to know."

"Now, all I know is that you will die here, I promise!"

After Wang Ming finished speaking, the orc leader was stunned at first, then raised his head and laughed, saying, "It's really interesting."

Then his face suddenly became gloomy, "You will threaten the survival of the Tar Empire!"

The orc leader roared and led the orcs, roaring directly at the werewolf soldiers.

Seeing the enemy start to charge, Wang Ming's face sank and became extremely serious.

"Tear them up!"

Wang Ming let out a loud roar and then flung out the sharp blade on the back of his hand.

At the command of Wang Ming, the werewolf soldiers all turned red and carried their guns back to their backs, each throwing their sharp blades from the backs of their hands.

"Owwoo~"

As a wolf howled loudly, the wolf people became extremely furious and rushed towards the oncoming orc soldiers with their teeth and claws outstretched!

"Go ahead!"

Despite the fact that the orcs are more than three meters tall per person and are tall and powerful, relying on their numerical advantage and agile skills, the wolf people have no fear at all.

At this moment, both sides are fighting like chicken blood, with high morale and a fierce charge.

"See that guy, brother?"

As Sha ran, his eyes were fixed on an orc soldier, who was carrying an RPG launcher and holding a wooden stick as thick as his fist, and was roaring towards him.

Upon hearing Sha's question, Bi, who was galloping, responded:

"That's right, my brother. That guy just blew us up."

"He's finished!"

The two brothers reached an agreement and began to rush towards their goal.

From time to time, the two sides began to collide in the dense forest, and at the moment of physical contact, blood and flesh suddenly flew in flames.

Orc soldiers hold wooden sticks, stones, and gun shafts in their hands. Guns without bullets can, in their opinion, break the wolves' dog heads.

"I'll knock on your horse!"

During the melee, an orc pressed a werewolf to the ground, raised the stone in his hand, and screamed.

Even if the werewolf soldier was pressed to the ground, he still wouldn't give in. He used a sharp blade to fiercely tear the flesh off the orc soldier's arm.

"Zila," a huge piece of meat was torn off by the werewolf soldier.

"Oh, shit, labor broke your dog's head!"

The unbearable pain hit the nerves of the brain from the arm, and the orc soldier immediately let out a fierce howl, then raised the hand that was holding the stone high and slammed it hard against the werewolf's head.

However, due to the fact that the hand used to hold down the werewolf soldier was torn off a piece of flesh alive, the strength has been greatly reduced.

The werewolf soldier took advantage of this opportunity to break free and then roll on the ground, avoiding the head-on blow.

The wolf soldier who broke free turned scarlet in his eyes and his breath became more bloodthirsty than before.

"Ah, die!"

The werewolf soldier, with his mouth open, fell to the ground on all fours, and then his legs sprang into force, catapulting into the back of the orc soldier's body in an instant.

The deadly fangs gnawed fiercely at the back of the orc soldier's neck, and the sharp blade on his hand constantly tore away the orc's armor.

The blood was raging, and the strong smell of blood began to replace the burnt smell in the air.

The wild animals roared and fought fiercely, with corpses flying everywhere. The scene was once unbearable.

"Spicy Chicken Thar~"

As soon as the five werewolf soldiers were successful, they spat at the mutilated carcass of the orc.

Then he will rush towards another target on the field.

Suddenly, two orc soldiers rushed over with wooden sticks.

The thick wooden stick, as thick as a bowl, jerked past the werewolf soldier's wolf head.

With a dull thud, the werewolf soldier who had no time to dodge was hit on the head with a stick.

Blood, water, teeth, mixed with high wind up in the air.

"Puff ah~"

Suddenly, he hit the werewolf soldier with a sudden blow and directly turned him around. His entire body bounced against the ground and flew out. With a "bang", he hit a big tree before stopping, already falling to the ground.

"I'll fuck you."

Seeing his companion being momentarily rotated around him, the rest of the werewolves quickly sidled towards the oncoming orc soldier.

The fighting is going on white-hot in this dense forest.

At this time, Wang Ming is fighting with the orcs, which is more appropriate than beating them.

The orc leader thought he was tall and strong, and he spoke harshly as the two sides charged each other and were about to collide.

"Give me the leader of this half beast, and I will definitely beat this little thing out of shit."

But now

"Bang! Bang!"

Wang Ming picked up the orc leader with one hand and looked extremely relaxed.

From time to time, I punched him in the face, holding the orc leader like carrying a wooden stick, which was almost impossible.

The face of the orc leader was swollen with blows, but Wang Ming did not intend to let him die immediately.

Instead, while dragging him with one hand, he quickly attacked the orc soldiers on the field.

After two or three hours of hand-to-hand combat, day broke.

There are no orc soldiers in the dense forest who can stand up except for werewolf soldiers.

Originally a dense forest, after a night of fierce fighting, it is now a mess, with all vegetation broken, and a fishy odor mixed with a scorching smell permeated the air.

Of the original 450 werewolves, there were only 286 left. This time, nearly 500 troops from the Tal guarding the artillery were wiped out.

This achievement can be blown to the skies by the Kapang tribe.

However, at this time, Wang Ming was not happy because the lack of a werewolf soldier would make his heart ache.

Besides, so many people died in one fell swoop. His face was solemn as he watched the surviving werewolf cleaning the battlefield, and after a long time, he sighed.

"Boss, we won, their cannon is over there, and now it's ours!"

Fei was very excited. As soon as the battle was over, he led several werewolves straight towards the Natal cannon.

"Hmm." Wang Ming casually responded.

"Boss, what's the use of this guy keeping it? Just kill him."

Fei looked at the orc leader at Wang Ming's feet. He survived under Wang Ming's "protection," but he also looked half dead.

Upon hearing that Fei had come this way, Wang Ming glanced at the orc leader and said

"No, he's very useful."