Chapter 173: Fierce Night Battle

“You mean, you are going to finish off the remaining ones?” Lan Fake immediately realized.

“Nonsense, meeting such a dog-eat-dog thing, if we don’t take the opportunity to pick up some bargains, who would we be sorry for?” Old Xie said with a grin.

“Hehe!” Lan Fake suddenly sneered, and then looking at the battle in the distance, said indifferently, “I’m afraid you won’t have the chance to pick up bargains!”

“Why?” Old Xie immediately asked curiously.

“Because I just discovered that this is actually not an equal battle!” Lan Fake laughed.

“What do you mean?” Old Xie asked puzzledly, “Didn’t you just say that both sides were evenly matched?”

“Hehe!” Lan Fake smiled slightly, and then said very gratifiedly, “That’s because just now I didn’t expect that in that Mercenary Group formed by Orcs, there are actually high-level Shamans!”

Old Xie was also greatly shocked upon hearing this. He knew that the status of Shamans in the Beast Race was even higher than that of Mages in the Human Race. In Human society, Mages were at most as noble as Nobles, but in the Beast Race, Shamans had more status than Nobles. Especially high-level Shamans, they were almost equivalent to figures like Dukes in the Human Race. Such a treasure was rarely seen, so how could they appear in a Mercenary Group?

Old Xie then hurriedly turned his gaze to the battlefield. Sure enough, in the team composed of more than a hundred Orc Mercenaries, he saw two Shamans dressed differently. The one on the left was a Minotaur. He was shirtless, with feathers inserted on his head, and his body was covered with all kinds of tattoos. In front of him stood a blood-red Totem Pole, about 3 meters long and more than two feet thick. He didn’t know what it was made of.

However, although this thing was a heavy weapon, most of the time it was not used for fighting, but was beaten as a kind of war drum. He saw that Shaman dancing constantly around the Totem Pole, while hitting the Totem Pole with extremely powerful hands, making a deep and high-pitched rhythm. All the Orcs who heard the drum sound could not help but feel their blood boiling. At the same time, an invisible magical power penetrated into their bodies, stimulating their bodies, so that these Orcs burst out with even more terrible combat power. This was the power of Shaman war songs. Don’t underestimate this kind of war song. It could directly and significantly improve the all-round ability of Orcs, whether attack or defense, agility, all had good bonuses. In short, the war song of a high-level Shaman could even increase the total combat power of a troop by half.

As for the other Shaman, he was a Blue Troll like Lan Fake. His dress was not much different from other Orcs, also wearing leather armor, and holding a staff about 3 meters long in his hand. But he did not participate in the battle. He only waited until the warriors in front were covered with scars and bleeding endlessly, then he would wave his hand and sprinkle out a yellow energy wave. This kind of energy wave was like a spirit snake, jumping back and forth on the injured warriors. Wherever it passed, the injuries on the warriors would be greatly healed. Obviously, this was a healing Shaman. Compared to the Priests of Light of the Human Race, although their healing wave had a slightly worse healing effect, it could heal many people at once, and not waste any at all. It was very practical on the battlefield.

With these two Shamans, that group of Orcs was simply like a fish in water. Led by several Minotaur Warriors, they were just like rocks in the waves, beating back the incoming Human Race soldiers wave after wave.

The high war drums of the Shamans, the passionate roars of the warriors, the screams of the enemies dying, the long rings of swords clashing, interweaved into an unusually exciting piece of music. Coupled with the sight of warriors from both sides fighting desperately under the little starlight, it brought a nameless shock to Old Xie and the others!

They just felt that their blood was about to boil, and a soaring fighting spirit arose spontaneously. If they didn’t still have a trace of reason controlling their emotions, they would probably not be able to help but rush over and kill.

Not far from the Beast Race team, was the temporarily formed team of Human Race Mercenaries. They had large numbers and powerful strength. Most importantly, although there were no healing Priests in their team, there were 3 Mages!

Compared to Shamans, Mages did not help much in improving the combat power of troops. But speaking of individual destructive power, Shamans absolutely could not compare. He saw that Level 5 Fire Element Mage desperately throwing powerful Fire Spells into the crowd, almost every time causing casualties of dozens, or even hundreds of people. Whether it was Explosion Art or Fire Wall Art, they were all so terrifying, not only killing a large number of the opponent’s effective strength, but also destroying the opponent’s neat formation, making the army’s tacit cooperation greatly reduced. And the most crucial thing was that their Spells were too damaging to the opponent’s morale. Even the warriors under Difo who had experienced battles began to waver after a few Spells were bombarded down. If this continued, someone would definitely turn around and flee.

Under this situation, Difo naturally aimed the key target at those Human Race people. After all, compared to Mages, those Orcs were not dangerous enough. Moreover, the Orcs, because of the existence of Shamans, had become a hard bone. Although they had few people, they were not easy to gnaw down. But looking at the Human Race, they had no Priests and only Mages, which was typical of strong offense and weak defense. Obviously, as long as the commander was not an idiot, he would choose to kill the Human Race Mercenaries first.

So, under Difo’s command, his most elite 300 cavalry troops killed towards the Human Race Mercenaries’ position. Coincidentally, at this time, the Human Race Mages, after the consumption of the previous fierce battle, had their Magic Power and Mental Power exhausted. They were no longer able to cast powerful Spells and could only rely on small Spells to support the warriors in front.

And Difo’s cavalry were almost all warriors who knew Battle Qi, and the one leading them was even a Level 6 Expert, sent by the Augustus Family specifically for this operation. He knew how critical the situation was today. If he couldn’t kill these people early, he and his subordinates would not think about living to return to the Imperial Capital to enjoy blessings. So he killed extremely fiercely, absolutely fighting with his life. As a result, under the frontal assault of the cavalry, plus the four-sided encirclement of the infantry, the Human Race Mercenary Group, after stubbornly resisting for nearly two hours, finally began to scatter, and was eventually divided and surrounded, and then completely wiped out.

Of course, the final counterattack of the Human Race Mercenary Group also caused huge losses to the army. The 300 cavalry were almost entirely wiped out, and that Level 6 Warrior was also fought to the death by two Level 6 Mercenary Regiment Leaders. The remaining infantry suffered even heavier losses. In order to eliminate these four or five hundred people, Difo’s troops lost at least 1,000 more, including the most elite 300 cavalry.

And in the end, Difo had less than 300 people who could be thrown into battle, among which the warriors who knew Battle Qi were actually less than two digits. But his opponent still had more than 100 people. Although they were also exhausted, with the help of the Shamans, they still preserved more than half of their combat power. Obviously, such a Beast Race troop was one that Difo simply could not defeat.

Although Difo intended to make peace with them at this time, after all, so many people had died, the remaining water source should be enough. But he didn’t expect that group of Orcs would not agree. They hated the guys who went back on their word, and were determined to avenge their fallen partners. So, Difo was eventually hacked into meat paste by the furious Orcs.

And Difo also had a bit of guts. Before he died, he unexpectedly hardened his heart and destroyed the remaining water carts, and also punctured his own water bag. Obviously, he wanted to drag the Orcs down with him even in death.

Thus, the final result was very dramatic. The two sides fought desperately all night for this clear water, and died 2,000 people, but in the end, neither side got the clear water. It made those victorious Orcs also extremely depressed.

But just at this moment, an Orc suddenly shouted, “Look, what is that?”

It turned out that when Difo died, it was already dawn. So these people immediately saw Old Xie in the distance. Actually, the experts among them could also see that far at night, but they had been fighting hard just now and had no time to look around, so they only saw Old Xie and the others now.

Everyone looked up and saw the four people sitting on the Wyverns’ backs leisurely drinking, and were immediately shocked. Then that Troll suddenly shouted, “Oh, damn it, I know, our water source was destroyed inexplicably, could it be done by them using Wyverns?”

“Possible!” the Minotaur Shaman also shouted, “Difo definitely wouldn’t do it. Although the Human Race Mercenaries might be Traitors, they don’t have the ability to sneak into Difo’s military camp without anyone noticing. I think it looks like these guys did it!”

“Let’s go, go over and ask!” the leading tall Minotaur said angrily. Afterward, a hundred or so Orcs walked towards Old Xie angrily together.

Old Xie did not panic and flee. He just moved the mask on his face to hide his true appearance. Pars and Lan Fake also used Magic or Witchcraft to hide their own appearances. Only Saras still looked without care, with no intention of hiding his face at all. Old Xie couldn’t be bothered to manage him, and just let him be.

Soon, that group of Orcs came in front of Old Xie and the others, and naturally separated to the left and right until they surrounded the four people. At this time, Old Xie had the opportunity to see this Orc Mercenary Group clearly. The members of this Mercenary Group were very complex. There were more than a dozen Minotaurs, more than a dozen Trolls, and also Werewolves, Bearmen, and so on, about a dozen races.