And You Still Say You're Not a Greenskin!

When Kang De saw his long-awaited Iron Son suddenly appear and kill him, he was both happy and angry.

This stupid kid, if you're going to come, why didn't you wait until night to sneak over? There's a war going on here! You think you can just charge into the battlefield with one car? Do you think you're Optimus Prime?!

But the next moment...

"Fuck!"

Kang De was so startled that he almost dropped his axe. He quickly pulled out his binoculars and saw a group of bikers riding heavy motorcycles following behind the Autobots, leaping out from the hills. Black smoke billowed, engines roared, and the roaring steeds raced wildly across the vast plain. The rumbling sound grew louder and louder, and could be clearly heard from the city walls.

As he looked at it, he muttered, "What the hell is this?!"

Even the high-ranking, battle-hardened commander of the Dusk Warband was stunned, let alone Kang De! Earthlings have seen far more, so they were even more shocked!

There are just too many flaws in this visual!

This motorcycle... the alien natives didn't recognize it, but Kang De definitely did. It was a motorcycle, driven by an internal combustion engine, operated by handlebars, two-wheeled, fast and agile. Judging from its appearance and operation, it was undoubtedly a motorcycle, but this was fucking huge!

Even heavy motorcycles on Earth can't compare to it; it's less like a motorcycle and more like the behemoth Batman rides!

The massive body, with its heavy wheels—not rubber, but solid wooden ones covered in a layer of metal—looked like a road roller. The body design showed no trace of aerodynamics; it was entirely cobbled together from metal, wood, bone, and even stone. Some parts were clearly elven armor and weapons, stained with blood, haphazardly nailed and strapped to the vehicle. It was an extremely makeshift haul.

From the perspective of common sense, this thing can't even run, yet it roars and races at speeds exceeding 100 miles per hour, and all of it exudes a strong sense of personal customization.

--Some of the vehicles had dozens of longswords stuck upside down on their seats, like the Iron Throne; some had two large flags with strange writing on them; some had two large iron cylinders on either side of them; and there were countless other miscellaneous items. It was practically like a custom-made caravan built by a pay-to-win player.

However, this was still not the most shocking thing for Kang De.

"... This is an orc, right? This is definitely an orc!"

With rough, green skin, a large mouth with fangs, well-developed muscles, and a robust physique, Max, wielding a huge, cobbled-together weapon, is roaring and howling wildly, even more insane than Hokuto Shinken.

He turned to Preston, who was equally shocked, and stammered, "Are all the orcs here like this? How have you managed to survive until now?"

Preston murmured, "I've never seen orcs ride anything like that before... Who are they?"

Upon hearing this, Kang De suddenly came to his senses.

Although he didn't know what was going on with these orcs... his son was down there!

Kang De pulled out his pistol and fired into the air; the gunshot was deafening and soared into the sky.

The Humvee, charging towards them, whipped its tail and swerved to avoid a troop of cavalry, then led the ferocious green-skinned bikers toward the location of the second wooden golem!

Seeing this, Kang De jumped up and yelled, "You brat, where are you running to! Go to the other side of the city wall!"

Unfortunately, he didn't have a megaphone with him, and the battlefield was chaotic and noisy, so the sound couldn't get through. Kang De gritted his teeth and shouted at Preston, "Have your men cover them!"

The other person exclaimed in surprise, "You know them?"

Without saying a word, Kang De grabbed his axe and charged toward the final battleground.

Preston hesitated for a moment, then said decisively, "Give the order!"

Although these strange green-skinned creatures are quite bizarre, they are charging into the elven army. At this point in the war, anyone who can kill elves is a good friend!

Before the order for reinforcement could be given, the fifth position shook violently, and crimson-glowing stone projectiles shot into the sky, striking the elven formation. The projectiles exploded with eerie light, their power immense, filling the air with a nauseating stench of decay. But the leader, Kan Fantian a deep breath and exclaimed, "That was powerful!"

His face lit up with boundless ecstasy as he roared, "It's the Big Mek's Great Throwing Pellets! Much better than those scumbags in the tribe! The Big Mek is inside! Little Mek! You didn't lie to me!"

Right now, the joy in his heart surpassed everything. Greenskin is an emotional animal; as long as he feels happy and good, he doesn't care about anything else. Since Little Mek didn't lie to me, I'll just follow him! Whatever he does, we'll do!

So the green-skinned motorcyclists floored the gas pedal, turned around, and charged after the Autobots toward the second battle zone, where the elite elves were gathered!

From the direction of the city wall, the commander's orders were relayed, and the ranged units began to provide suppressive fire and support. Giant ballistae and catapults fired incessantly, arrows rained down, and spells flew, suppressing the enemy infantry formation and holding back the elven ranged units, preventing them from encircling and attacking the raiding squad.

Below the second war zone, a spear squad had already rushed forward and formed ranks. The brave elven soldiers, facing the rapidly approaching convoy, calmly raised their spears, closed their eyes in prayer for a moment, and then opened them.

The steel behemoth roared in unstoppable force.

The elven soldiers at the front roared, preparing to face the onslaught and their destiny.

But the next moment, their eyes widened.

The alchemical chariot, unlike anything they had ever seen before, suddenly flipped up and then transformed and reformed at a dazzling speed, becoming humanoid again. It was so exquisitely crafted, like a work of art created by the gods, that even they, as enemies, were astonished and shocked. The steel giant leaped high and landed on top of the ranks. The elven soldiers instinctively looked up, only to find that the giant had transformed back into a chariot and was pressing down like a mountain!

The heavy, massive Humvee pressed into the Elf's gun formation, and rapidly spinning chainsaw blades suddenly emerged from each side of the vehicle, cutting at high speed. The vehicle also spun around in place, and guns emerged to fire.

In an instant, blades slashed and bullets flew. The elven infantry fell like wheat being harvested, covered in blood. The soldiers turned and dodged in panic, their formation broken, and the green convoy behind them crashed into them at high speed!

Break through the blockade!

This motorized force charged forward at breakneck speed, with the Autobots unleashing their full firepower, guns roaring and sweeping through everything in their path. The biker gangs were already shouting and following, and these green-skinned guys smashed the motorcycles a few times, causing the haphazardly modified vehicles to activate all sorts of strange functions.

All the swords on the Iron Throne flew up and rained down on the areas with many elves. Luckily, they were disposable, otherwise the green-skinned swordsmen would have been too terrifying.

Two metal tubes on the other vehicle body spewed out a black, gooey substance that spontaneously combusted in the wind, and the fire spread rapidly.

A thunderbolt struck from the sky, hitting the motorcycle with two flags. Lightning bolts were seen streaming down from the iron flagpole, and the roaring motorcycle was surrounded by intense flashes of lightning!

Such examples are numerous and varied.

After the greenskins finished unleashing their tank abilities, they pulled out clumps of black balls from the large sacks on their backs and threw them around, causing a series of loud explosions that were incredibly impressive.

After giving the order, Preston rushed to Kang De's side and fought alongside him, charging towards the bridgehead built of wooden golems. As he hacked and slashed, he kept an eye on the battle. Seeing all this, he shouted, "Dong Zhuo! You're not some orc in human skin, are you!"

Kang De, while chopping away, replied, "Bullshit!"

Preston yelled, "Then why are their methods so similar to yours! You even fixed that catapult! Haven't you seen what it looks like?! Dong Zhuo, you still say you're not a cuckold!"

Kang De retorted angrily, "How the hell should I know!"

As they spoke, the Humvee had already sped up to the feet of the wooden golem. Amidst the exclamations of the elves and humans, it transformed into its Autobots form, leaped up, grabbed the golem's skin, and began to climb.

Its right hand transformed into a gun, firing repeatedly and knocking off the spirits on the wooden golem one by one. It then drew its Tomahawk and slashed at the wooden golem, but this still could not harm the magical golem that had been revived by magic.

The colossal wooden giant struggled and fought back under the spellcasters' control, while the mages and archers below began to fire. The Autobots rolled over to dodge, grabbed a giant vine, and swung to the front of the wooden golem, avoiding the attacks of the elves behind. But several thick roots silently wrapped around it and entangled its right arm!

The roots tightened, the Autobots's engine roared, resisting the immense force, but it couldn't break free for a moment. The next moment, a cry of alarm rose from the city wall, and a figure leaped out, landing in the direction of the Autobots!

Two cold arrows shot swiftly like the wind towards the figure leaping into the air. The Autobots raised its left arm, its sensors locking onto the target and anticipating the attack. With two bangs, it shattered the arrows and intercepted the sneak attack. Kang De to the Autobots's chest, reached out and grabbed the roots. The next moment, the entanglement vanished like the wind.

Their eyes met, Autobots said in a deep voice, "Father, I came for you."

Kang De smiled, and shouts rose from the city walls. The wooden golem beneath him trembled violently. The Autobots shielded Kang De with one hand, leaping and shifting, dancing on the golem's body. The father and son dodged the giant's attack. The Autobots jumped onto the top of Leaf Crown's head and fired downwards, smashing the golem's head with a single shot, but to no avail.

Kang De shouted sternly, "Axe!"

Magic surged behind them, arrows rained down, and the Autobots stood atop the wooden golem's crown, its left hand unfurling a large shield and thrusting it downwards to block the barrage of attacks, while its right hand released its Tomahawk, which was caught in Kang De's arms.

Kang De closed his eyes and concentrated, channeling his Element into the giant axe. Its edge sharpened, gleaming crimson. A moment later, the enchantment was complete. He roared, "Switch hands!"

The Autobots released the shield, turned around and grabbed the axe. Kang De ran behind the shield and placed his hands forward.

With their figures intertwined, the Autobots gripped their axes in both hands, leaped into the air, and slashed fiercely at the bridge that had been erected.

Kang De pressed his hands against the shield, his mental energy emanating from the shield and coming into contact with the magic that struck it.

The bridge, built of intertwined roots, was cut in two with a single axe.

The magic that struck the shield was sucked into an invisible vortex and dissipated.

A deafening cheer suddenly erupted from the city walls. The Autobots flipped back and grabbed their shields again, while Kang De immediately retreated, kneeling and pressing down on the wooden golem beneath him. His mental energy spread and swept across, reaching the core of the magic.

The puppet roared, emitting a sound of unbearable strain, and its body staggered and swayed.

The Autobots roared, "Kan Fantian!"

Kan Fantian led the orcs in a charge, he looked up and saw the figure next to Little Mek, and immediately shouted, "Follow me! Listen to me! Press the red button!"

These green-skinned vehicles swerved and turned around with acrobatic, terrifying skill, until they reached the wooden puppet, Kan Fantian with a shout, and reached out to lift the cover of the motorcycle's steering wheel, revealing a large, bright red button.

The leader of the greenskins slammed down a punch, and the other greenskins followed suit. They then leaped up, their motorcycles spinning on their own, and charged towards the approaching elven army like mad bulls!

Boom boom boom boom boom!

A series of violent explosions erupted, causing chaos and disarray. Although the orcs had lost their motorcycles, they still moved with incredible speed, wielding their large blades to cut down the remaining elves and then climbing up the wooden golem's vines to reach the massive creature!

The Autobots gripped his axe and shield, leaped up, and slammed down. The wooden golem's core shattered, losing power, and with a kick, it crashed against the city wall.

The orcs charged up the branches.

The surviving elves were attacked from both sides and lost their reinforcements; they all fought valiantly but perished.

The human soldiers, ordered to retreat by their officers, did not confront the terrifying greenskins with swords. When the last greenskin charged onto the city wall, Kang De activated his mental power, and the wooden golem completely disintegrated and crashed to the ground. The elves' overnight siege plan had thus come to a complete failure.

All five wooden puppets have been destroyed.

The elves no longer possessed siege weapons that allowed them to easily scale the city walls.

In other words... they won this battle to defend the city.

Silence reigned on the city wall.

Victory was sweet, but the uninvited guests were strange: bizarre orcs, awe-inspiring steel giants, and a certain Cathayan claimed to have nothing to do with it all.

Preston muttered, "Liar..."

Kang De turned around, gazing at the distant Elven army, and pointed. The Autobots knelt on the city wall, their hands clasped together to form a large cannon. Hong San ran over carrying an unused gas canister. Kang De took it, stuffed it into the cannon, and then reached out and pressed down on the cannon.

All the magical power and Element of the wooden golem that had been absorbed earlier were poured in.

The roar of artillery fire filled the air.

A massive explosion streaked across the sky, hurtling towards the Elf Command Post. A dazzling display of light and flames erupted, and in the violent blast, the command post collapsed and shattered, its flags falling to the ground.

Then a strong wind emerged, dispersing the smoke, and the legion commander's towering figure stepped out from the ruins, his expression serene, gazing at the city wall from afar.

There, orcs stood guard, giants stood behind them, and human troops, battle-hardened by blood and fire, spread out from both sides. The tattered banners of Valentan fluttered in the wind, and human mages soared into the air, hovering above the ground.

The person in the center was none other than Kang De, a Cathayan.

A city, facing an invincible elven army, once trembled with fear and hysteria, but now stands firm and composed in the face of its powerful foe, just like...

--It has a soul.

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PS1: But I think the green-skinned swordsman is pretty cool too...