Seeing the half-orc battle line slowly approaching in front, Duchess Dukadi felt a little breathless, and the cavalry who had just rushed out of the half-orc encirclement also came to her side at this time and joined the circle formation to strengthen the front.

The leader of the cavalry, Knight Kyle, came to her side, Kyle was the first warrior under her father, and the captain of the cavalry team of the Dukadi family, father and son have served Duke Dukedi for generations, and they are also the number one warrior in the empire.

I had been with my father for more than ten years in the east, and then I accompanied myself and my father all the way to retreat to Wangcheng, and also participated in the battle of Wangcheng, and finally when my father was also loyal after the battle, he escorted himself all the way out of the encirclement to the Cartwheel Empire to join his mother's family, if it weren't for his bravery and command, I'm afraid that his team would have become the spoils of these half-orcs.

"Your Excellency, who are those?"

Kyle's armor was full of blood, both his own and his enemies, but at this time he couldn't take care of himself, but focused all his attention on the battlefield, he looked at Xiao Feng and a group of strange people, and asked the duchess.

Although he was far away before, he could also see the situation here, if it weren't for Xiao Feng's group, I am afraid that the duchess and the others would have been more and less lucky.

"I don't know either, but the female elf is my childhood playmate Brodis. They've just helped us, and they shouldn't be orcs. ”

The duchess briefly gave Knight Kyle a brief introduction to the situation, Knight Knight Kyle nodded, as long as it is not an enemy, these people have sharp bows and arrows, just now it was they who annihilated the half-orc team, and now in the face of these slowly approaching half-orcs, I don't know what their combat effectiveness is.

This time the orcs learned well, and they were much more cautious, holding their shields and approaching slowly, the tall and heavy shields in their hands, as light as nothing, held in front of their chests to block most of the torsos of their bodies, only exposing their heads above the eyes, and half of the calves below the knees, and a row of half-orcs hiding behind the shields in front.

The formation is tight and thick, moving slowly, like a moving wall, bringing an invisible pressure to people, and the axes and maces held by the orcs in the back can fly over at any time, so the organized half-orc battle formation is not something that can be dealt with with with bows and arrows alone.

It seems that he is going to prepare for hand-to-hand combat, and the thought of this Knight Knight makes me feel a pain in my head, these half-orcs are tall and strong, and they are not afraid of death, and when they are hand-to-hand combat, they have an absolute advantage, and it often takes two or three human soldiers to deal with a half-orc.

Looking at these soldiers around them, the front is about 20 wounded soldiers, and the back is the cavalry who dismounted, there can be more than 50 people, not that they don't want to charge on horseback, but just after a fierce battle, the horsepower has basically been exhausted, and the cavalry who can't rush up, in front of the heavy infantry, there is only the part of the neck to be killed, so they got off their horses and came to the front of the duchess.

But there was no numerical advantage, and with fifty or sixty hungry and tired soldiers facing the sixty or seventy orcs on the opposite side, he really had no hope in his heart, unless there was some miracle.

But the natives who created miracles before, now they don't shoot a single arrow, just standing in a daze, his heart is already half cold, it's over, it seems that this time he really can't get out.

The orcs were getting closer and closer, and they saw that they were only twenty meters away from the human circle, but this time they were very calm, and they still didn't start a charge with a strange scream as before, obviously Xiao Feng and their arrow rain just now brought a deep impression to them.

They still maintained a thick and tight formation, and slowly moved towards the human front, and soon arrived and crossed the 'dead line' that Xiao Feng and they had drawn before, and after crossing this line, the half-orc monsters who led the team finally screamed, and then these mouths shouted Ulla rushed over.

Xiao Feng could feel the two elves around him constantly panting, and he could even see a native man on the right hand behind him, the hand holding the knife was trembling.

The half-orcs rushed over with a strange scream, the shield in their hands could no longer stop the running body, Xiao Feng waved his hand, and the natives behind him quickly shot a round of bows and arrows, and then threw the bow to the ground, and drew out their knives and axes and other melee weapons, ready for melee combat.

And Xiao Feng took out two grenades from his waist, pulled down the safety and threw them over, first invite you to eat two barleys.

'Boom' two loud noises, not only the charging orcs are stupid, but even the human soldiers with red eyes who are ready to fight are also stupid, what sound?

These natives, in addition to thunder, have heard such a loud sound, accompanied by firelight?

The shock wave generated by the grenade explosion not only broke the legs of the two orcs who rushed to the front, but also blew several close orcs a few meters away.

At this time, Xiao Feng pulled the bolt suddenly, it was time for Lao Tzu to make his debut!

Ladies-and-Gentelmen, your Grandpa Xiao Feng is here!

The muzzle of the submachine gun in his hand continued to beat, Xiao Feng directly adjusted the shooting mode to burst fire, the bison straddled his neck with the gun belt, he pulled the trigger with one hand, and pressed the barrel in front of him with the other hand to prevent the muzzle jumping caused by continuous firing from making the bullets fly freely.

These are all shooting techniques he learned from veterans who posted on foreign war forums, and every fifth round is followed by a tracer bullet to guide the shooter in the direction of shooting.

The tracer bullet chain swept like a silver snake and crashed into the charging half-orc squadron, and the half-orc battle array, which was originally dizzy from the two grenades, immediately set off a bloody storm.

The leather armor and natural animal skins that human soldiers could not help were easily penetrated in front of the scorching projectiles with a speed of hundreds of meters.

A 9 mm caliber bullet is not a high-powered bullet in the modern bullet sequence of humans, but at a distance of ten meters, a frontal hit against a half-orc will often drill out of the back and bring out a hole the size of a bowl.

For these half-orcs wearing only leather armor, the power of the bullet is like a hot meal knife cutting through the butter block, no matter how brave they are, in the face of the flying bullet, the essence is just carbohydrates, copper skin and iron bones? That does not exist!

The half-orcs who rushed to the front were trembling by the rain of bullets fired by Xiao Feng, and the half-orcs in the back were still moving forward because they didn't know why, but after they hit Xiao Feng's bullet head-on, they also ended up with the same fate.

Although Xiao Feng adjusted the shooting mode to burst, he didn't blindly pull the trigger and not let go, his shooting was very rhythmic, constantly changing the direction of shooting, forming an effective shooting boundary, so that the firepower could form a fan that could cover the orcs.

Soon the bison's bullets ran out, so he directly picked up Uzi and continued to strafe, and when Uzi also swept away a magazine of bullets, there were basically no orcs standing on the opposite side.

Sixty or seventy orcs who had just been alive and well had all fallen to the ground, and the blood beneath them had gathered into a small river, melting all the snow around them red.

The whole battlefield was silent, looking at the scene of corpses all over the field, Xiao Feng remembered the charge launched by the Manchu **** monk Greenqin with 25,000 steps on the Bali Bridge more than a hundred years ago.

More than 17,000 cavalry, plus more than 8,000 infantry, failed to cross the Bali Bridge, and the gap between cold weapons and hot weapons was magnified to the limit in that battle.

25,000 people were killed in the battle, but the British and French troops only killed and wounded 12 people, setting a most humiliating record, this battle represents a huge gap between cold weapons and hot weapons!

And now in Xiao Feng's eyes, these half-orcs are similar to the Mongolian iron cavalry that desperately charged back then, but unfortunately they bumped into themselves, and what they are holding in their hands is not the original generation of flintlock muskets, but has developed to the Nth generation of automatic firearms.

The first time he used an automatic firearm to destroy a squadron of half-orcs, Xiao Feng trembled a little with excitement.

This seemed to him to be a normal result, but in the eyes of these natives, it was simply unimaginable, even the legendary magician did not have such terrible mana.

They have all experienced how brave the orcs are, an ordinary orc warrior is often a human warrior who can fight a draw, but now these sixty or seventy orcs have not been able to get close to them at all, and they all died on the way to the charge.

That strange man had already been labeled as a magician in the hearts of the soldiers of the Toulon Empire, because they couldn't think of anyone else who could have such a strong lethality except for mages.

The most powerful weapon these soldiers have ever seen is nothing more than a trebuchet, but how many people do you need to operate a trebuchet?

How many orcs can be killed by firing a stone projectile? The efficiency is not comparable to the one in front of you!

After the initial shock, the natives quickly cheered, and a few enthusiastic ones ran directly to Xiao Feng to praise Xiao Feng with the most flowery rhetoric they knew, and knelt down in front of him and kissed his shoes.

After all, in their hearts, Xiao Feng's previous miracles have already forged godheads, as a god, what is so strange about killing so many half-orcs alone!

As for Duchess Dukadi's group, looking at Xiao Feng's eyes at this time was very strange, in their impression, only the legendary archmage had the ability to summon thunder and lightning like this!