Chapter 74 The city is broken
"Fight for the Wolf God!"

If you encounter a crazy enemy, fight back with an even crazier attitude.

With the blessing of the Wolf God, the orc warriors were very fanatical, because before this, under the leadership of the Wolf God, they had never lost.

And this time, they believed the same thing. Even if the enemy was very strong, so strong that they had great difficulty in resisting, under the leadership of the Wolf God, they would be the same as before. Maybe the process would be difficult, but victory would definitely belong to them.

With such belief, the orc warriors rushed towards the enemy fearlessly.

Then he was hacked to death.

"In the name of my Lord, I grant you death!"

The black-armored soldiers had cold eyes, and they killed the enemies rushing towards them with an unmatched posture.

Not very strong, but courageous - this is how the black-armored warriors evaluated them.

Being able to face death with such an honest attitude, it must be said that these orc warriors are excellent.

The city gates had been broken, the city walls had been completely occupied, and the fall of the city was inevitable.

In this situation, if they still dare to charge towards me, it means that they are ready to die.

But that was it.

As if they are afraid of death?
Under the gaze of the king, death is not terrible, what is terrible is failing to fulfill the command of our Lord.

One by one, the orc warriors fell down, their corpses covered the ground, and the bright red blood completely dyed the ground red. Walking on it would even feel wet.

The orc warriors are very brave, but courage cannot improve their combat effectiveness much, and the situation is still in favor of the Night Tribe.

The black-armored warriors advanced forward slowly and firmly. They bestowed death on these brave men, which was the greatest respect for the enemy.

When there were no more orc warriors standing on the city wall, the siege was declared a victory.

"Praise my Lord!"

"Praise my Lord!"

"Praise my Lord!"

The black-armored warrior, bathed in blood, raised his head and shouted.

The army of the Night Tribe marched into the city in an orderly manner.

The cavalry was in front, the infantry was behind, with kobolds and gnolls on both sides and half-metal giants behind them.

All the orc residents in the city hid in their homes, closing the doors and windows tightly, for fear that they would be picked out and killed by the invaders.

Ye Zhan rode in front on his horse and shouted, "Anyone who kneels outside will not be killed!"

"Those who go out and kneel on the ground will not be killed!"

The soldiers behind him also shouted, and their voices spread throughout the city.

Faced with the threat of a long knife at his neck, the orc residents hiding in the house hesitated for a moment and then walked out of the room obediently.

Gathering the residents of the city, Ye Zhan looked at the cowardly orcs and said calmly, "You lost this battle, but don't worry. My Lord is merciful and will not kill you, so I hope you will be sensible and not cause trouble for me, otherwise I will kill you without mercy."

When the residents below heard this, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Ye Zhan announced a bunch of orders, including but not limited to blocking the city and not letting anyone go out without permission.
At the end of his speech, he raised his hands in the air, extremely enthusiastic:
"You humble people are fortunate enough to be bathed in the divine light of our Lord. You should be grateful! Praise our Lord. This is your honor!"

Night is coming.

The warriors of the Night Tribe were the first to shout loudly:

"Praise the eternal and supreme King of Eternal Night!"

"Praise the most powerful and holy Lord of Darkness!"

The residents of the city hesitated for a moment, as if they were thinking about something, and then they saw the cold eyes of the black-armored soldiers around them.
"Praise the eternal and supreme King of Eternal Night!"

"Praise the most powerful and holy Lord of Darkness!"

The real tough guys and devout believers had already died in the battle to defend the city. The remaining orcs were just ordinary believers.

This is a border area, so it is normal for them to succumb to force.

However, looking at the shouting people, Su Xingyu couldn't help but hold his forehead. Fortunately, he was wearing a mask, so other people couldn't see his expression.

"I remember he was quite dumb before the night battle. Who taught him these lines? They are amazing!"

Looking at Ye Zhan who was like a missionary, Su Xingyu couldn't help but feel confused. He didn't understand what had caused Ye Zhan to change so much.

Ye San, who was working overtime, suddenly shuddered and felt that something bad was about to happen to him.

The main city of the werewolf tribe.

In the City Lord's Mansion, Walker was extremely annoyed when he thought of the strength of the invaders.

"Damn it, how can it be so powerful!"

He really couldn't understand why the other party was so powerful.

In just one invasion war, hundreds of thousands of extraordinary warriors can be dispatched, and they are a mixed group, including humans, orcs, and giants. The most important thing is that these warriors are ridiculously strong, at least they are all second-level.

You know, even among Walker's direct werewolf legion, only two-thirds of the warriors have reached the second level.

Most of Walker's resources were used on these soldiers.

Maintaining a second-level warrior corps is much more difficult than training a second-level warrior corps.

Cultivation is a bottomless pit, and maintaining the cultivation of an entire legion is an extremely large bottomless pit. No matter how many resources are put into it, it is not enough.

There are hundreds of thousands of warriors of at least level two. Walker didn't dare to imagine how many blood crystals would be needed every day to maintain these legions.

However, now is not the time to consider the consumption of blood crystals. If Walker doesn't think of a solution, he feels that he may not be able to survive this wave.

The opponent was too strong, and he had no chance of winning. Not to mention winning, he wasn't even sure how many days he could hold on.

After thinking about it, Walker opened the system interface, and all system functions turned gray, except for the emergency function.

When invading or being invaded, all other system functions are unavailable except for sending a distress letter to friends.

However, this emergency function has both advantages and disadvantages, because after you call for help, the intruder can also call for help.

By then, it is very likely to turn into a big melee, and it will be on his territory.

On his own turf, no matter what the outcome of the war is, he will definitely be among the losers.

But right now, Walker couldn't think of any other solution except asking for help.

A big melee is always better than being beaten to death.

Walker looked through his friend list, screening out people to ask for help.

Putting aside other things, you must be strong enough, otherwise you will just be sent to die.

The two of them together don't expect to defeat the player named 'Eternal Night', but they must at least make him feel threatened.

As long as the gains and losses are not equal, you should pay some price, lower your posture, and believe that the other party will make a favorable choice.

Walker is now very glad that he has added a lot of friends, otherwise he would have been back to the time before liberation overnight.

After searching for a while, he finally found a suitable target.

After editing a piece of information, blurring the invader's strength a little, and promising enough benefits, Walker nervously sent the message for help.

(End of this chapter)