It was not the only one who was so surprised that he couldn't speak; the Orca also felt that he underestimated the destructive power of these monsters.

I thought they were just stronger than ordinary monsters, but I didn't expect that they were so fierce.

These monsters don’t care about anything and don’t care about anything. Even when they are full, they still wave their minions, roar and roar to chase and kill. Many monsters fell directly into the ditch when they went downhill, but jumped out in the blink of an eye;

Taal now recalled the description of his own hunting team: although these guys are extremely dangerous, they are not very brainy;

When they came out of the forest just now, they would not avoid the branches blocking the road, but directly destroyed them.

This kind of indomitable momentum on the battlefield is certainly beneficial, but in front of the hunting team, this is recklessness - just adjust the size of the trap and hunger them for a few more days can be easily solved.

The monsters kept chasing without getting the order; the barbarians could not escape them, and in order to escape, the soldiers began to throw magic bottles into the road behind them, trying to use pits and dust to hinder their pace;

The rising smoke blocked the sight of the monsters, and some of the fast-running monsters fell directly into the pit; but this did not stop them.

After rolling a few times, they jumped out of the pit and then continued to chase, as if the fall and impact just now were not the same;

Many barbarian soldiers used their lives to set the monster apart from the large army, but were caught by the monster in a few blinks;

If it weren't for the fact that the distance was too far, the orcas might have them chased them all the way to the critical city - they could do it.

Seeing those extremely fierce monsters killing all the way to the foot of the mountain, the orcas couldn't help but wonder: Can these guys really be ordered to stop?

A little further away, it will be beyond the control distance of the warriors. The orca who was thinking this way issued an order to the warriors: Stop chasing!

A dense whistle sounded in the mountains and forests; although those monsters may not be able to hear those sounds directly, the secret techniques engraved in their minds made them stop one after another. Seeing this scene, the orcas couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief: Fortunately, they were obedient to the command!

But his brows frowned again before they stretched for too long.

The monsters stopped "one after another" - this process did not continue;

More than a dozen demon wolves have been chasing barbarian soldiers, without any intention of returning.

All the warriors were whistling in the forest until they were dizzy, and the monsters still ignored them, as if they had some blood hatred;

The farthest demon wolf kept chasing it near the critical village, but it fell down because of too many magic bottles. If it were allowed to enter the critical village, there would probably be nothing to stop it.

This... was a bit too fierce. Taal looked at the battlefield dyed red and couldn't calm down;

The original mountain road seemed to be a long dark scroll, but at this moment, the scroll was stained with too much crimson and red, as well as countless remains of barbarians - most of them were incomplete;

The red liquid gathers into a stream and slowly flows down the mountain; this kind of scene will make you feel cold even if you are used to killing scenes;

The huge fishy smell attracted wild beasts and monsters that originally lived in the mountains - they had been waiting for too long today; experienced guys knew they needed to wait a while for those upright apes to clear the battlefield before going out before they could be safe, but some of them were so hungry that they rushed out.

The soldiers who returned from victory carried weapons and drove the monsters, dragging their tired steps along the mountain road toward the mountain road; except for a few warriors who only needed to drive the monsters, most of them were very tired - whether they were fighting or changing the combat area, they were all physically exhausted.

The prepared soldiers in the pass went down to the pass and started their work on the mountain road - transporting the spoils back to Storm Pass;

Those soldiers carried a lot of good things, so there was no need to say that some people carried some personal belongings - such as gold and jewelry, which were easier to find in centurions and nobles; these things could be turned into wine or meat, whether they were handed over to the leader or traded with their companions.

This is also a rare opportunity for the soldiers who are poorly treated on weekdays to generate income.

Logically speaking, the rhythm of the battlefield should have been relieved at this moment: but the orcas still do not look like they want to celebrate victory.

He was staring at the biggest heroes in this battle - the new monsters and the warriors who drove the new monsters.

At this moment, the sunset is gradually setting, and the dim orange-yellow light curtain in the evening makes people feel a little quiet;

If you add some unsatisfactory things, it will easily make people feel more worried - for example, Warcraft is not so obedient.

Compared with the monsters that could rush back to the pass with a whistle, these newcomers seemed a bit "rebellious";

Only half of the monsters were moving towards Storm Pass safely;

Among the remaining monsters, most of them were roaring and roaring uneasy, as if they were quite dissatisfied with the fact that they were controlled; the more intense ones squatted and refused to leave, and the warriors needed a few more whistles to blew a few more whistles - every whistle was an activation of the magic circle in their minds;

The continuous roars made the soldiers feel a little panicked - these big beasts were much faster than before when they were tearing people, would they suddenly slap them at themselves?

Fortunately, there have been no casualties until now. Orcas comforted themselves in their hearts, at least they hope that these monsters can reach the pass safely and sound... Let the shamans check it out then;

The soldiers barely drove the monster all the way to the steep slope near the steep slope, where the top of the slope is now a little crowded; roughly estimated that at least 3,000 prepared warriors were busy there;

Because the top of the slope is cleaning up the most important trophy in this battle: the barbarian's trencher!

The soldiers were too panicked when they retreated and threw the catapult directly on the spot - in fact, even if they wanted to take it away, the Warcraft would not give them this opportunity;

And now all these trenchers are under the ownership of Storm Pass! This is a huge gain that has not been seen in many years!

Joy began to emerge on the faces of the soldiers - it would be too convenient to use them to deal with the barbarians!

The Orca whale now moved its sight to the near catapult, feeling relieved: the battle Storm level suffered huge losses, but fortunately these catapults were used as a reward...

"The Orcas leader." Tar couldn't help but remind him when he saw that the orcas did not appear on his face.

"Is that safe?"
Chapter completed!