Arrin Baker immediately got up and stepped forward to check.

In the distance, a group of dozens of "people" who were gradually approaching appeared.

Most of these people are naked, their exposed torsos are covered with brownish-black, heavy animal-like body hair, their mouths are full of fangs, they are about thirty centimeters taller than human men, and their shoulders are broad, and they are extremely strong.

"Is this some kind of orc?"

Since the Holy Light Empire occupied the Great Wasteland, the orcs in the central and northern parts have basically disappeared, and there are more in the south, but they are all orc bandits who come out in groups to plunder.

"Line up!"

Since this is already the territory of the Night Country, these orcs cannot be allowed to pass.

And it happens to be a meritorious feat.

The soldiers were nervous, but Yarlin was confident.

Although the human body is not as strong as the orcs, the skills and weapons of the human soldiers are better, and Arrin is an elite new knight, so he still has an advantage against these barbarians who are still in a semi-obscurantist state.

However, for the sake of safety, he sent a soldier back to report the news.

He did not hide his own movements, but set up a position to show the enemy's strength.

- Maybe it will scare them off.

Their movements quickly alarmed the group of orcs.

The orcs exchanged a few words with each other in a language that sounded somewhat akin to a meaningless roar to the human soldiers, and immediately fell to the ground on all fours, howling and running towards each other.

Not even hesitating.

It's blazing fast.

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- Abnormal.

Seeing a considerable number of human regular troops, these orcs still chose to fight directly, wouldn't it be too desperate?

Unlike the stereotypical orcs who only know bloodthirsty killing in the minds of northerners, although the real orcs claim to believe in the god of war and advocate battle, they are also intelligent creatures like humans, and they may not necessarily take advantage of the advantages and meaningless battles can be avoided.

After all, you will be injured in battle, and once the wound is infected, in the orc tribe that lacks medical treatment and magic is not developed, it is basically equivalent to declaring the wounded dead.

As a southerner, Yarlin knows this.

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Then again......

Are all orcs that fast?

Maybe this is a group of powerful bandits.

"Archers come forward!"

The ten archers in the group stepped forward as they had done during training, and the soldiers behind each drew their weapons.

The orcs are getting closer.

"Ready!"

Seeing that the enemy was gradually approaching the firing range, Yarlin ordered again.

The archers spread their bows and pointed their arrows into the air.

It was just that he was probably too nervous, and the archer on the far left of the queue accidentally relaxed his fingers, and the arrow in his hand shot straight out.

In a chain reaction, five or six archers followed suit and shot their arrows.

The bow and arrow flew up, arcing in the air, and finally stuck in a dozen or so steps in front of the charging orcs, causing them to laugh maniacally.

With the speed of these orcs, the archers could not shoot a few rounds of arrows before engaging the enemy in close combat, and Yarlin was a little annoyed to see that such a round was wasted.

"Ready!"

Not even having time to scold, he commanded again.

In just a few moments, the orcs had already crossed the range of the first round of arrows.

"Put!"

A sparse array of arrows was thrown into the crowd of beasts, and only two of them were hit.

One was shot in the shoulder, the other in the back.

The bow and arrow are not weak, and they hit the unarmored place again, so it stands to reason that no matter how strong the orc is, he should lie down and breathe for a while.

But they continued to charge as if nothing had happened, with arrow wounds.

Not only did he not feel painful, but he seemed very excited.

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After two rounds of projectiles, seven or eight more orcs hung their prizes.

But still not a single one fell.

Now they're close enough to look down on the macula on their fangs.

The archers, under Yarlin's command, either fired freely or drew their swords at their waists, and the infantrymen armed with spears stepped forward in a formation of spears.

After that, the orcs stood up and pounced.

This reckless attack naturally caused the orcs who rushed in front to receive severe puncture damage, and several orcs were pierced through the body by spears, and one of them was directly pierced through the neck.

The orc finally didn't surprise Arlin again, and he clutched his neck and died on the spot.

But the ensuing battle began to turn into a one-sided slaughter.

These orcs seem to feel no pain at all, and they don't defend themselves against human soldiers' attacks, but fight them for their lives in a form of wound-for-injury.

Humans' spears and knives stabbed them to the point of flesh and blood, but they could not slow them down in the slightest.

And as long as these orcs attack solidly, these human soldiers will either be killed or seriously injured.

Whether they were beaten with spears, sticks, sticks, or bare hands, the orcs' attacks were more than a thousand pounds.

If they don't feel like it's enjoyable, they will also hug their opponents and bite them directly.

If they tore off some bloody pieces of flesh, these orcs would not bother to spit it out, but would simply swallow it.

It's horrible.

After all, most of the recruits present were recruits who had never been in battle, and when they saw these "cannibal monsters", they naturally couldn't help but be taken away.

And in addition to the captain of the team, Jarlin is a chain mail set of half-body steel plate armor, holding a sword and equipped with horses, the other soldiers are mainly wearing half-body leather armor, and it is true that the defense ability is somewhat lacking.

Soon they were broken through with the battle formation, and most of them were killed and wounded.

It didn't take long for Arrin to find himself alone against three or four fanged orcs who were a head taller than him and much more powerful than him.

Although he is superb in martial arts, he feels that he is weak and inadequate.

"Fortunately, the boy in Ban went back to report the news, and there is still a robe that will avenge us."

Just thinking like this, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a group of people coming from behind him.

Yarlin's spirit was shocked: "Coming from the rear, isn't it reinforcements?" ”

- But how did it come so quickly? Could it be that you ran into a team of brothers who happened to patrol in this direction?

But the orcs in front of them didn't react very similarly.

After finally shaking a few swords and taking two steps back, Yarlin finally took the time to look back.

His heart immediately cooled.

Where are your reinforcements? The one who came was a monster man of the same genus as the monster in front of him.

The first person was still carrying a round object in his hand.

When you look closely, it's a bloody human head.

Isn't that the class that just ran to report the news?

- There are more than one of the invading orcs who are at war with them.

How many people did they come?

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