Beer is here.

Realizing this, Lu G's expression turned to one of great joy, and without hesitation, he revealed his trump card.

Heavy footsteps fell, producing a series of orderly and muffled sounds.

Accompanying the footsteps, an invisible sense of pressure was slowly spreading across the battlefield.

The commotion behind unconsciously stirred the thoughts of every frontline soldier, and one soldier instinctively glanced back the moment he heard the noise.

Losing focus on the battlefield was a major taboo.

This soldier's glance directly provided an opportunity for a nearby minotaur infantryman who charged forward and knock him off his feet.

The two spear soldiers stationed at the back were quick on their feet and hurriedly thrust their spears to try to stop the raging minur.

However, the minotaur's tough skin and flesh meant that neither spear struck a vital point, and instead the pain of its injuries provoked its ferocity.

With a wild swing of its bronze battle axe, it knocked both spears soldiers to the ground.

At the same time, because of this blow, a gap appeared in the originally intact formation, and a large number of minotaurs and dogheaded people search forward, causing Zhao E and Lu Ming, who were commanding these two units to change their expressions dramatically.

Don't panic.

Stabilize the formation.

Push those orcs back.

At a critical moment, Zhao he quickly cast a morale boosting skill to stabilize the soldier spirits.

Luang was even more straightforward, directly taking action.

He swung his bronze battle knife and personally charged in.

Lu Ming himself was a fierce general with four stars in bravery.

And aside from a few newly replaced recruits, the soldiers of both units were well trained.

If they were facing ordinary enemies, the formation would have been restored long ago.

But the problem was that the opponents were not ordinary enemies.

They weren't even human.

Each of those minotaurs and dogheaded people was tough and strong.

And originally, human soldiers needed to rely on equipment and formation to deal with these powerful orc units.

Now that the formation had broken and these orc units rushed in, the situation before them was undoubtedly dire.

Lu Ming swung his knife wildly, trying to turn the tide.

But no matter how fierce his personal strength was, he couldn't withstand the continuous surge of orcs pouring through the gap, which was even showing signs of being further torn apart.

Seeing a minotaur break through, thinking of Lu OG, who was currently at the back, Luing's expression changed abruptly.

He wanted to turn back to intercept, but being entangled by a large group of orcs left him completely unable to break free.

In the end, he could only shout loudly, "Protect the commander.

Hurry, protect the commander.

Luing's shout, which carried a hint of panic, sent the minur infantryman, who had broken through into a state of excitement.

It seemed that today, old bull would achieve great merit.

Just as it was thinking this, there was a muffled bang and a towering figure stepped out, directly blocking its path.

In that moment, an inexplicable sense of pressure rushed forward, and the Minotaur's instinctive sense of danger was sounding alarm bells.

Humans? No.

Humans all look like this.

This thought flashed through the minotaur's mind, just as humans might think that cows and sheep all look similar.

Orcs felt the same way about humans.

To the Minotaur, the dark figure before it didn't look like a human at all.

Yet, it produced a strong sense of crisis.

There was no time to think further.

The Minotaur quickly scanned its surroundings and locked onto the one that looked different from the others.

The others all had dark faces resembling the Tiger Tribe among orcs, but only this one had a white face.

The Minotaur didn't know how strong this white-faced one was.

But it was very clear that the Tiger Tribe was not to be trifled with.

With this thought, the Minotaur decisively exerted its arms, its granite-like muscles bulging, and with a roar, it swung its bronze battle axe toward the white-faced figure die.

With a forceful and heavy strike, in that instant, the Minotaur only saw a flash before a wide bronze shield suddenly appeared in front of it.

Facing this sudden situation, the Minotaur remained calm.

It recognized what a shield was, and its thought was very simple.

If necessary, it would just chop through the shield, too.

The Minotaur's natural strength gave it this confidence.

The straightforward idea led to a clean and decisive strike, crashing down with a heavy whistling sound, colliding fiercely with the bronze shield, accompanied by a loud metallic clash.

The expected scene did not occur.

The bronze shield in front of it remained completely unmoved, while the rebound force made its palms ache.

Is that all you've got? Under the helmet's cover, Luo Yong<unk>s heavy voice rang out.

I thought this orc was supposed to be strong.

Before the words were finished, Lu Yong suddenly exerted force with the hand holding the shield and an immense power instantly sent the bronze battle axe flying away.

Then in a flash, the giant one-handed battle axe customade for Lu Yong and deemed a killing weapon was raised high with a strike that was devoid of any flourish.

A muffled boom echoed in the air, and amidst the splattering blood, the towering Minotaur infantryman was instantly severed in two.

In just one encounter, it met a gruesome fate.

This simple and brutal blow spread an invisible and terrifying pressure throughout the Orc army.

The orcs, who had been roaring wildly just moments ago, were suddenly silenced as if a giant invisible hand had wrapped around their throats.

Seeing this scene, Luang's heart also jolted.

In a one-on-one duel, both he and Lu Yong could certainly hold their own, and within a 100 exchanges, it would be difficult to determine a winner.

But if you dared to confront Luo Yong head on, ha, a single encounter could cost you your life, and then you'd realize just how unreasonable his strength was.

End of chapter.

Chapter 363.

The brain is shaking with a single strike.

Luo Yong established his authority and the black tiger flag fluttered in the wind.

After enduring a long period of hellish training, the soldiers of the Schwanha army charged into the battlefield like ferocious tigers released from their cages.

The impact on this battlefield was direct and overwhelming.

What is equipment domination? This is equipment domination for this heavy infantry unit that he invested heavily in.

Luog did everything he could to arm them to the teeth before the end of the bronze age.

It would be difficult for the Schwanja army to achieve any significant upgrades in equipment, but the results proved to be outstanding.

The lowquality long spears of the goblins couldn't harm them at all.

Even the bronze battle axes of the minotaurs couldn't penetrate their heavy armor.

With the strength of their armor, they could easily withstand several blows without any issues.

Schwanja army charge with me.

Lu Yong roared.

And the 500 Shwanha soldiers created a thunderous momentum.

They had been pinned up for too long and the battle axes in their hands were eager to drink the blood of their enemies.

Led by Luo Yong, the 500 Shwanha soldiers charged toward the gap in their formation, swinging their menacing battle axes as they clashed with the incoming beastmen soldiers.

Immediately, large amounts of blood splattered across their black heavy armor, mixed with the piercing and terrified cries of the enemies.

A merciless slaughter had begun.

Watching the figures that resembled killing machines, many minotaurs and goblins involuntarily shivered, their faces betraying a hint of fear.

In previous wars against humans, they had always been the ones slaughtering humans.

When had humans ever slaughtered them? After all, were these black figures really humans? Not to mention the beastmen.

Even the human soldiers watching the Schwanja army slaughter the beastmen as if they were cutting vegetables felt a surge of shock in their hearts.

At that moment, the concept of elite troops truly took root in the minds of countless soldiers.

The Schwanja army led by Lu Yong became a symbol of the strongest force of this era, inspiring countless soldiers to enlist.

Wanting to dawn the Schwanha armor, stand under the Black Tiger flag and become one of them.

Watching the Schwanja army wreak havoc, Lu OG, observing from the rear was naturally exhilarated.

It was worth all the money and time he had invested.

If this were a game, he would definitely zoom in for a close-up shot to admire his Schwanja army.

But unfortunately, he couldn't do that on the battlefield and had to make do with his binoculars.

On one side, Lu Gi was watching with great interest, almost bursting into dance.

While on the other side, Li Yuia, who also noticed the situation, could not share in the joy.

Damn, this is equipment domination.

The side of the Schwanja army's equipment made Leuia green with envy.