Reborn as Hokage, I am actually a god

Seeing the orcs rushing towards them from all directions again, the priests were not as relaxed as they were at first, and their expressions gradually became serious.

"What is it about those guys on the opposite side that are supporting them? In the face of such heavy casualties, they can resist the fear of death and launch another attack on themselves and others." The priests fell silent one by one, but they knew It is impossible for him and others to retreat. Behind them are the people who need to be protected. If they retreat now, with the terrifying marching speed of the orcs, everything they have just done will undoubtedly be in vain.

The lives of the people will not be guaranteed. They are priests and the most righteous existences in mankind. In order to keep the glory in their hearts, they must stick here like nails and fight for enough escape for the people who trust them behind them. time.

"Prepare for close combat. All paladins, with the holy light above, block them and never take a step back!"

"Holy Light Glory! Fight!"

The priests roared.

The huge hammer hit the priest's barrier hard, causing ripples to appear on the barrier. The paladin's eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and a huge knight's sword exuded golden light through the gap in the shield. The great sword of light shot out from the orc's green skin, and the blood and fire constantly demonstrated the cruelty of war at this moment.

Both sides were fighting hard for their respective beliefs. Durontan's powerful and heavy ax kept knocking on the outer barrier of the priests. The priests inside became increasingly pale under the powerful knocks. The golden transparent light curtain trembled more and more fiercely, and from time to time, the Paladins' slashes continued to cut through Durotan's thick skin.

Durotan's extreme dodge left deep scars. After the surrounding orcs exhausted the ammunition in the holy suit, they also surrounded it like a tide, fighting with the melee machine in the holy suit.

"Pa!" The priest could no longer bear Durotan's blows. A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth and he knelt down in the middle of the team. Another priest on the side quickly cast a healing spell on his companion.

The priest's face improved a little, and he took out the holy medicine from his space backpack to replenish the holy power in his body.

Durotan saw that the tortoise shell outside had finally been broken open by himself. Although he was covered in wounds, he was overjoyed. Just as he waved his battle ax again and looked at the cleric's shield.

A strong pressure suddenly acted on his body. Durotan spit out a mouthful of blood and quickly retreated to the area behind him based on his natural instinct.

Sure enough, the orcs who rushed forward in anger instantly exploded into blood mist under the squeeze of an inexplicable force. At this moment, Durotan deeply felt the enemy's difficulty, and looked at the priests with uncertainty.

When the two eyes met, Durotan and the cleric captain felt firmness in each other's eyes.

"Damn this group of murderous monsters, why do they have such determined eyes?" the cleric captain spat hard.

After seeing the Paladins clearing the surrounding area with War Stomp, another priest quickly put on a layer of barrier again. To resist the boulders and arrows thrown by the orcs at the team from the air, if the full-coverage exoskeleton armor of the priests was not hard enough, it is not certain that the team's formation would have been broken from the inside at this moment. .

Even so, one of the Paladins was hit in the shoulder by a sudden huge spear, causing his body to shudder. Although the spear did not penetrate the armor, the huge impact caused the large shield in the Paladin's hand to almost fall off. Fortunately, the Saint The captain of the profession quickly stabilized his team members with quick eyes and hands, and this prevented the team from being broken through.

Seeing that the barrier once again enveloped the team, the priest who had recovered his holy power quickly treated the paladins with drooped arms, and added shields to the paladins again, "These big guys are really strong. What kind of hormones did you take to grow up?" The Paladin complained while enduring the pain.

Durotan felt furious in his heart, and the tortoise shell that had just been broken actually covered it again. "Let the priests of the tribe prepare and find a way to break that tortoise shell for me." Brontan yelled at his wife behind him.

When Khadgar heard her husband's angry roar, he clenched his fist and ran towards the rear of the army. When he found two orcs wearing white beast robes and wolf heads, they had a chattering exchange.

After a murmured exchange, the two priests looked in the direction of the clergyman, made gestures with their hands, picked up the staffs in their hands, and began to chant incantations.

As warlocks who play with souls, their physical spell attacks are not very powerful, but the leaders of the tribe have spoken, so they can only try their best.

Black spears quickly condensed in the sky, and instantly shot towards the priest's barrier at an extremely fast speed. However, the small effect made the two priests widen their eyes.

The spear of darkness shot at the barrier of the priest, but only a puff of white smoke appeared, and it was not even as effective as the huge stone wielded by the orcs.

This made Khadgar feel angry. It would be great if he brought the heavy crossbows from the tribe. With those heavy attack weapons, these turtle shells were not so difficult to chew.

Seeing that the sacrificial warlock had no effect, Durotan gritted his teeth, picked up the weapon and struck the priest's turtle shell again. Each blow was filled with unparalleled anger. He had had enough of this annoying turtle shell. Just like a scoundrel.

The orc had never experienced such a frustrating war. He vowed that he would bring heavy weapons next time no matter how great his achievements were.

With the huge roar of one blow after another, the priest's face turned pale again. At this time, the faces of the clergymen all looked uncomfortable. After all, there are too many enemies.

"Everyone is ready to evacuate."

"Captain, is there enough time?" One of the team members asked with a worried look.

"That's almost it. Fortunately, the enemy doesn't have any heavy weapons, so we can hold on until now."

"Yes, it seems that I have disappointed the little girl! I will definitely give him a surprise when I go back later." The team member joked.

"Haha! That girl also said that she would go to the Kingdom of God to find us and let her go alone. She would just say some unlucky words." The captain said angrily.

Later, when many orcs were in a state of confusion, the priests summoned dozens of huge holy wolves, and they fled away with a bloody path amidst the trampling of the war by the paladins.

Durotan was filled with energy and blood. Seeing that the turtle shell was about to be blown open by him again, the group of people actually stopped playing.

"what!"

An angry roar resounded throughout the forest, venting the unwillingness of the tribal hero. Seeing the huge loss of the clan warrior, Durotan, itched his teeth with hatred.