The surging army of orcs and demons charged straight toward the gates of Kong City like a tide of death.
Before they reached the gates, the ground beneath the wolf riders at the front suddenly collapsed. A large number of orcs fell into the traps, screaming repeatedly.
"There are traps!"
"The traps are poisoned..."
Dozens of orcs fell into the traps. After cursing loudly, they never came back up.
"Dispel the traps!" Death Roar shouted.
The orc priests chanted ancient incantations. Streaks of blood-colored witchcraft struck the ground, and the traps ahead collapsed with a roar, reverting to ordinary terrain.
"Attack!" Death Roar raised his black-patterned, white-bodied totem bone staff.
The demons and orcs charged forward with wild cries, while the war drums on the backs of the Komodo Giant Beasts boomed even louder.
The ordinary humans were terrified, but the mages remained fearless.
Suye looked toward the Komodo Giant Beast. It was the orc race's trump card. Judging by its appearance, the Bloody Beast God was at least a Lower God, and not a weak one at that.
The Komodo Giant Beast was quite a valuable thing.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
The orc archers began firing. The humans behind the walls hurriedly dodged, only to discover that the arrows were feeble and could not even pierce leather armor.
They did not lower their guard. They carefully examined the shafts and arrowheads: no poison, no curses. They were all made of bone or stone.
Everyone suddenly understood. The orcs' technology was too backward; they could not even craft bronze ware. The only truly threatening weapons were the javelins thrown by the Troll Hunters.
As for the Shaman Priests, the high-ranking ones were no weaker than mages when it came to commanding the wind and rain, while the low-ranking ones could only