Chapter 207 The outbreak of war

   "Little brats, kill me!"

  On the vast land, the tauren nobles looked at the neatly lined human army in the distance, and they were extremely excited. Holding the door panel sword in their hands, they pointed at each other with the door panel sword and roared angrily.

   "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

  The five thousand elite tauren army stepped forward at the same time, roaring together.

  The surging sound resounded through the surrounding mountains, and a large number of birds, accompanied by the roar, woke up from the woods and flew into the distance.

  The 5,000 Tauren army rehearsed into a relatively neat formation, and walked forward quickly with various heavy weapons in hand.

  The tauren noble's eyes were shining, and his saliva was about to flow out.

   In the distance, under the castle between the two mountains, five thousand human warriors in iron armor were lined up neatly and majesticly coming towards them.

   This is simply his dream scene.

  In his eyes, what kind of army is this five thousand human army? They are simply walking military exploits.

   Cut them all down, he, the tauren nobleman, is expected by the Chief Wanfu.

   How does this make him not excited, drooling.

  On the city wall of the castle, a legend from the western region, with a dozen or so third-rank nobles, looked solemnly at the tauren army, which was neatly arranged in the distance, wearing fish scale armor and holding various heavy weapons. The morale was extremely high.

   "My lord, the morale of this tauren army is unbelievably high, everyone is full of desire for war, and their weapons look quite sophisticated."

   "It's not easy to deal with!"

   "Should we send troops to support it?"

  Next to Legend of the West, it was suggested by a Tier 3 nobleman.

   Most of the tauren are two meters tall, with great strength, and their physique is stronger than that of humans.

  Now the opponent's morale is unbelievably strong, with a pair of staring red bull eyes, one can tell at a glance that they are going to fight for their lives, and the weapons and armor are not bad. When fighting, they will suffer a lot.

  The Legend of the Western Region, known as the lord, looked at the two armies approaching rapidly in the distance, and said with a fighting spirit: "There are five thousand on the opposite side, and five thousand on our side. What is there to be afraid of?"

   "A real warrior is a true warrior who fights face to face."

   "And this battle can also test the real combat effectiveness of these guys, whether they are as weak as before, or have reached the level of elite fighters."

   "After the battle, use this to make plans for the subsequent war."

  The voice fell.

  On the battlefield ahead, the two armies collided completely.

   "Die to me!"

  The tauren noble roared, holding the door panel sword, endless power gathered in his body and burst out suddenly.

  The great sword on the door panel instantly slashed down with hundreds of tons of terrifying power.

  Wearing gorgeous rune armor and holding a Tier 3 rune weapon, the Tier 3 human nobleman stepped on the ground, with magic power lingering all over his body, and greeted him without hesitation.

  The long sword flew across the sky, and the great door panel sword and the rune long sword collided instantly.

   "Clang!"

  The ground with a radius of more than ten meters instantly shattered, and the vigorous air waves scattered. Dozens of human warriors and tauren warriors flew out screaming as if they had been hit by a car on their side.

  Blood mist churned, air waves soared, and the third-tier tauren nobles and third-tier human nobles retreated simultaneously under the huge impact force.

   There were muffled groans on the ground, and the thighs of the two sank into the ground at the same time, creating ravines.

  The tauren nobleman suddenly raised his head and cursed angrily: "If you don't cut off your head today, the old cow will regret it for decades to come."

  The bull's hooves stomped **** the ground, and the tauren nobleman rose and fell, and killed him again.

  The bull's eyes were red, and he looked like he was going to fight the other party with his life.

   "It's not certain who will die. It's not like I haven't killed the third-rank tauren nobles before."

  The third-tier human nobleman, enduring the pain in his hands, said sarcastically without hesitation.

  The surging life energy instantly activated the rune armor he was wearing, healing, strengthening, rebounding, shock absorption, and other runes flashed quickly.

  The long rune sword also erupted with amazing magical aura, piercing, piercing armor, and increasing power, lingering on the surface of the long rune sword.

   With the support of the equipment, the third-order human nobleman killed the past again without saying a word.

  The two sides collided again.

  The sound of the collision of the great sword on the door panel and the long sword with runes resounded endlessly.

  The shock wave that can tear apart the flesh, even more quickly sweeps around them centered on them.

   Both sides risked their lives.

  Five thousand tauren warriors and five thousand fully armed human warriors also became a group.

  You cut me, I cut you, try your best to kill the opponent.

  Here a tauren knocked off the head of a human warrior with an axe, and obtained his first military exploit in his life.

  On the other side, a human warrior pierced his long sword into the heart of a tauren, the long sword was pulled out, and a large amount of blood gushed out.

   Both sides stared at each other with red eyes, fighting together frantically.

  Time passed slowly, and after several hours, the shouts of killing continued.

  Dense corpses spread all over the battlefield.

   The pungent smell of blood and the special stench brought about by the internal organs being cut open spread in the air.

At this time, there were only 3,000 tauren left, but their morale was still unbelievably strong. Even though two-fifths of their clansmen were dead, they were still desperately fighting forward, as if they would die as long as they didn't die. The rhythm to kill.

  There are still more than 2,800 people left on the human side, and the overall battle losses of the two sides are about the same.

  The tauren is superior in physique and infinite strength than humans, while the human warriors are superior in weapons than the tauren.

  However, with the passage of time, and the accompanying battle damage over five years old, the human side couldn't hold it anymore.

   You must know that the so-called elite troops are troops that will not collapse after the battle damage exceeds 30%, and now their battle damage has exceeded 40%, which is already the standard of the elite troops in the elite troops.

  The reason why they can hold on is that they are waiting for the tauren to collapse after the huge casualties.

  However, the morale of the tauren is still unbelievably strong. From that appearance, there is no sign of collapse at all, unlike those dark race legions that collapsed after killing a few casually.

   At this time, if the tauren do not collapse, they will soon collapse.

  The long rune sword stabbed forward fiercely, and the dense magical aura turned into an invisible sharp blade and shot forward.

  The tauren nobleman brandished the great sword on the door panel, completely covering his body.

   "Clang! Clang! Clang!"

   Sparks shot out, and the tauren nobles rushed forward with a roar, and scattered dozens of sharp blades. The great sword on the door panel stretched back, and then slashed forward fiercely.

  The third-tier human nobleman stepped on the ground and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

  (end of this chapter)