Mutant zombies surrounded them from all directions. It felt like a zombie siege.
However, most of them were still in the east. A large flock of mutated birds was flying in the sky.
The huge number of corpses was like a dark cloud, covering the sky. The stench of rotting corpses was like a storm.
Li Yang, who was hiding in the sky, was so disgusted that he wanted to vomit. He could only fly up again.
Rows of machine guns were aimed at the sky, and the roar almost drowned out all sounds.
Bullets flew out like a flood of steel, and the dead mutated birds fell like rain.
On the ground, the mutated zombies and the black-spotted beastmen at the periphery had also entered a hand-to-hand battle.
The first wave of wild zombies were all faster and stronger, and many of them were emitting an unusually strong dark aura.
It was far from what these wooden sticks and stones could stop.
With the speed of one against ten, the black-spotted orcs were killed one by one.
The mutated zombies advanced steadily, and the black-spotted beastmen were almost willing to sacrifice their lives.
However, the green-skinned beastmen behind the black-spotted beastmen all smiled cruelly and sharpened their knives.
The east side was under the command of Lindo. His subordinates were undoubtedly powerful. In terms of weaving, they were second only to Gurangi.
In terms of combat power, he was second only to Gurangi.
In terms of bravery, he was second only to Gurangi... Alright, it was the second Orc legion.
Moreover, it was fully equipped and did not lack any types of troops.
Seeing that two-thirds of the black-spotted orcs had already gone all out, Lindo knew that the time had come.
"Kid Storm, take off!”
Lin Duo roared and raised his power claw. The Storm brats behind him lit up their flames and flew into the sky like comets.
The current Orc army no longer had the machete boy and the pistol boy.
It should be said that the original machete boys had become strong warriors with thick armor, big guns, and chainsaw machetes.
The well-equipped Orc army was not something that the black-spotted Orcs could compare to.
The Storm brats flew into the battlefield from the sky, flames dancing behind them.
They were wearing iron shoes with daggers tied to them and iron feet with sharp spikes on the soles of their shoes.
He waved his chainsaw axe, and the tearing field attached to it could easily cut through the zombie's steel-like body.
He was crazily and wantonly venting the desire to kill that he had suppressed these days.
The Storm brats chopped all the creatures in front of them into pieces.
The Beastman infantrymen charged wildly, their momentum shaking the heavens.
They charged forward, holding big guns in their hands. Flames spewed out, and bullets washed the ground.
In the sky and on the ground, bullets whistled. Zombies lost their ability to move one after another, and the dark energy dissipated.
Lindo's tall figure was faster than any of the orcs. Behind him was a terrifying assault team made up of 100 heavily armed bosses and 500 bosses.
These tall and mighty Beastmen were the most terrifying nightmares and meat grinders on the battlefield.
No zombies could stop them, not even the tens of meters tall meat mountains.
Victor brandished his power claw, and no one could stand up to his fist!
They transformed into sharp blades, giving motivation to the Orc boys behind them.
The Orc army led by Boss will never retreat!
Even the black-spotted beastmen stood up!
Apart from the eastern battlefield, the northern, southern, and western sides were also surrounded by zombie armies of different sizes.
The Beastmen showed off their might and defeated the zombie army.
The first wave of mutated zombies was blocked!
The giant beast, Scrooge, was having a wild time on the battlefield. These terrifying giant beasts could kill many zombies with just a move of their bodies.
Jumpers with bombs tied to them ran agilely on the battlefield. They rushed into the zombie crowd and bit open the fire device by their mouths.
Flames swept out, and the explosion knocked over the nearby zombies.
Explosions erupted on the battlefield.
Orc infantrymen fired from a distance and took out their chainaxes to engage in close combat.
Under such a powerful force, the chainaxe could unleash terrifying power.
The unique psionic field added by the unique power of thought added a terrifying layer of cracking ability to these weapons.
The zombies 'steel-like skin couldn't withstand it at all.
The battlefield was one-sided.
Very soon, after a series of battles, neither side retreated. They did not know what retreating was.
They only stopped when the first wave of mutated zombies was completely wiped out.
"Wow!"
“waaaaagh！”
"Hahaha, Black can't do it!"
After the battle ended, the Beastmen army had lost 20,000 to 30,000 elite zombies.
The black-spotted orcs weren't included.
If one counted the losses, they would lose more than 100 million!
Among them, long-range attacks dealt the most damage to the mutated zombies.
However, this wave of fire consumed a lot of bullets. Although it was normal to have the power of thought to make up for it, it did not completely ignore the laws of physics.
The reason why the Orcs said that they did not lack bullets was because they could use anything as bullets, such as all kinds of stones.
However, the most damage was actually caused by guns.
Countless guns had been scrapped due to overloading, but the technicians were extremely busy.
These scrapped guns were dismantled by the assistant of the fart and made into jumping guns, which were the weapons used by the fart.
It was not a waste.
Countless farts and snots came out to clean up the battlefield, piling up the corpses of the zombies.
The orc fire-breathing soldiers walked onto the battlefield and burned the zombie corpses with their flame darts.
The places that had not been burned by the flames grew mushrooms with black spots.
Because they still needed the black-spotted beastmen as cannon fodder, they didn't burn the mushrooms. Otherwise, they would have been burned.
The Orcs who had won the battle were extremely happy. They gathered in the city, drinking the mushroom wine brewed by the fart, and eating all kinds of Scrooge.
The Orc leaders even picked huge mushrooms that had turned into mucus and used them as celebration cakes for their victory.
The orcs used their rough voices to sing loudly in an unknown style. Even the pitch was chaotic.
Or rather, it was more appropriate to call it a random roar.
But this didn't stop them from being happy. Or rather, this unknown roar made the orcs even happier.
The simple 'come quickly' was very primitive.
As night fell, the second wave of zombies arrived!
Most of them were ordinary zombies, but they were even more terrifying.
What was terrifying was that there was an almost endless number of them!
Under the moonlight, they were densely packed, and there were more red and bright eyes than the stars in the sky.
The movement caused by their march even caused the earth to tremble, and the loud sound even caused the clouds to be in chaos.
The beastmen walked up to the city walls, trembling.
He was not afraid, but excited. He was excited because of the upcoming super waaagh battle!
This world was truly amazing!
To beastmen, battle was everything!
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