Chapter 1911： Hundred Fantasy Butterfly (1/2)

”kill!”

Tens of thousands of orc legions attacked from all directions, and the Eighth War Regiment, which had not had time to react in the future, was caught off guard.

The orcs were originally a natural fighting race, and their strength was much stronger than that of the origin martial artist of the same rank, even facing the war spirits.

The Eighth War Corps, which has always been experienced in combat, has never seen such a battle. These orc warriors are simply messed up with bravery, and the wild aura on their faces makes them timid...

Within the central camp, the Solo Corps commander who had not yet rested naturally heard the loud noise coming from outside, and even prepared to go out to check the situation.

”Legion Commander, the big thing is not good...”

But before Solo Army Commander walked out of the central camp, a black armored warrior rushed in unconsciously and knelt in front of him.

”What is it? The sky is falling and I'm still holding it!” Solo felt uncomfortable, but he still maintained the majesty of the legion commander, frowning and saying: ”What happened outside? Could it be an unknown monster attack? Our camp...”

”No, the orc tribe led an army to kill!” The black armored warrior's voice trembled.

”I thought that something big had happened, such a thing that didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth. The uncle was so worried that he couldn't fix them, and he even sent them to the door by himself. It's almost death!” Solo Corps commander smiled contemptuously and suddenly A palm smashed the table beside him.

”Since the orc tribe dared to attack us, they must have some support. What is the situation now?”

The glamorous woman on the side frowned and asked softly.

”Our Eighth Army has already lost a third of its combat power. I'm afraid it will hit the hinterland soon...” The black armored soldier buried his head in the ground and said cautiously.

”What! This is only a few minutes, and we have lost one-third of our combat power. Are the other captains just a job?” After hearing the news, the captain of Solo's entire face turned green and furious. Tao.

”The remaining seven captains have all disappeared somehow. Now that all the teams have no leader, they are in chaos, so they are not the opponents of the orc army...” the black armored soldier whispered.

”All the seven captains have disappeared, how could this be possible!” The Solo Corps commander felt as if his head had been hit hard one after another, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

”This matter is definitely not that simple. If the guess is correct, the seven captains must have been assassinated, but I really can't think of anyone in the orc tribe who has this ability to break into our hinterland and quietly. The seventh assassination captain...” the glamorous woman frowned, wondering.

”Damn it! Don't let Lao Tzu know who it is, otherwise Lao Tzu will have to cut him a thousand times...”

Between the clenched fists of Solo Corps, there was a constant burst of crisp bone rubbing sound.

”Legion commander, the most urgent task now is to go to the front to command the legion, otherwise the loss may be incalculable.” The beautiful woman reminded in a low voice.

”you are right!”

The Solo Corps commander instantly condensed spirit soldiers and spirit armor, and then walked out of the central camp angrily.

In an instant, Commander Solo was stunned by the tragic scene before him, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

I saw that the entire camp was completely surrounded by a huge dark prison, the dark prison was completely integrated with the night, and everything that happened in it was covered up.

If you look at it from a distance, you can't see what is happening here.