It was dawn, and the orcs and zombies who were good at night battles hid in the tall buildings as instructed. The Speaker was not stupid. He knew that during the day, his troops would never perform better than human troops with air superiority, so he took the opportunity to repair them. When it was night, that was their home court.

Ryan sat in the second line of defense to check his weapons. The entire line was filled with silent soldiers, and occasionally some crying sounds.

This cannot be blamed on these children, after all, it was the first time they experienced the cruelty of this kind of war.

No one can feel it when they see comrades who have been together for several years being chopped on both sides, or holding a spear that has penetrated their bodies and twitching there. Maybe they don’t have time to grieve during the war, but in the gap between this kind of war, their tears can no longer be held back.

Ryan wiped the gun silently. He was a typical example of another group of soldiers on the defense line. They would not cry, but would only prepare weapons and harshly get back these hatreds from the enemy.

Henry, the young man who had always been a little unfair, just swallowed his anger in Ryan's arms. He performed his duties and defended the country with his life. Now, Ryan thought it was time for him to perform his duties, and he avenged Henry. He remembered that lizard man had a scar on his left eyelid. When they were about to retreat to safety, he threw a short spear, which made Henry lose his life.

"Hey, this is for you." Someone patted Ryan on the shoulder, and he turned his head to see that it was the Thunder player who had fought side by side with them just now. He held four magazines in his hand.

"Thank you, I have." Ryan declined his kindness.

"This is different from yours. It is specially made, specialized in dealing with enemies that cannot work in ordinary bullets, such as ghosts."

Ryan took the magazine over, "How effective is it to deal with the Lizardman."

The black man was stunned for a moment, but he also saw the scene just now. He understood Ryan's mood, "To be honest, it's better to have ordinary bullets, but it's not worse. The lizardman's defense is not as strong as the orcs, so wait calmly for the opportunity, and you will definitely avenge your companions."

"Thank you, this is my biggest wish now."

War will make people mature quickly. The soldiers will pack up their moods, organize their equipment, and look forward to the next battle.

The orcs on the opposite side were also regaining their strength. The bloody killing made them excited. The soldiers on both sides were waiting for their respective orders. All they needed to do was to kill the enemy.

In the rear, the commander had to do much more. Arnold studied in front of the tactical map without raising his head, and asked from time to time whether each unit had reached its designated location and the preparations for various combat readiness resources. Under his plan, a huge trap gradually came under the Chicago cloth, waiting for the prey to take the bait.

As a consultant to the Brotherhood, Fu Uncle Fu looked at the scene in the command center and couldn't help but think of an old Chinese saying: If the husband is not fighting, he will have to be considered as a winner.

Uncle Fu nodded. That little guy Li still has such a accurate look at people. Although this person has some flaws in his personality, he is still a famous general of a generation.

After both sides were anxiously waiting, the day finally passed and night came again. Tall orcs walked out of the building, stretching their muscles and waving their weapons.

Behind them were some people wearing black robes and long sticks, and ogres with long hands, feet, mouths and teeth.

Those men in black robe were the undead wizards who appeared in the cemetery and the wizards who practiced other black magic. This time, the Grand Speaker sent them all to the front line to seek a merit.

At the end, there was still the endless army of undead. This time it was time to showdown, all the troops were displayed.

With orcs and ogres in front, the undead army and lizard men are covering the situation, while the reinforced zombies and rat men attack from the walls and underground. With such a lineup, the Speaker believes that he will get satisfactory results tonight.

The agreed time came, and the wizards began to cast spells. Soon, various buff spells attached to the main force. The tall orcs grew a circle again, and the blood vessels on their bodies floated on their muscles like small snakes. The scarlet eyes and white air spurted out from their mouths and noses made them turn from monsters to ferocious beasts.

The great bloodthirsty technique, even the rat and lizard people were stimulated and eager to try it out, not to mention these orcs who were already manic.

Roar! With a shocking roar, these monster legions rushed towards the human defense line like a black tide.

The orcs who were leading the charge violently, and all the obstacles along the way could not stop them. An abandoned bus was swept to three floors by an orc with an axe. The telephone booth, telephone poles and other things were left with only a little bit of wreckage on the ground during the first contact.

Listening to the deafening voices ahead, even the battle-hardened green beret was a little pounding in his heart, not to mention the National Guard, who had only fought one battle.

Fortunately, Arnold had expected this. In the video of the reconnaissance plane feedback, when the monster frenzy reached one kilometer from the defense line, a calm command rang out in the communication channel: "Fire!"

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! The self-propelled cannons behind the defense line began to tell the monsters why they are the kings of the battlefield.

This fire gave these monsters who thought I was the best in the world. Shock waves and metal turbulences formed by shells of various caliber rage among them. The first ones were the zombies and the relatively weak lizard men.

The wizards who had released the bloodthirsty technique looked at the flame hell ahead, with pale faces, glad that they didn't have to charge with the large army.

This fire also gave the ordinary soldiers on the defense a reassurance. In their opinion, this group of stupid monsters who only know the medieval charge was nothing special.

In fact, this is the main purpose of this shelling arranged by Arnold. He knew very well that those who could be killed by artillery were cannon fodder, and the real elites were not so easy to be consumed.

Soon, the battle situation entered a close-knit moment as he thought.

The orcs who received the bloodthirsty technique to charge were not afraid or other negative emotions. Under the impact of artillery fire, unless they died on the spot, they still charged forward without hesitation. The troops that strengthened zombies and ratmen and other troops were not seriously injured, and they still followed the orcs' pace.
Chapter completed!