Chapter 2: The Bloody Beginning
The sentinels who were scouting on the side of the forest seemed to have spotted the ogre.
After confirming that the battle was inevitable, a large number of musketeers and heavy shields also formed their own phalanxes, interspersed, and formed a solid fulcrum of the defensive line on the side adjacent to the forest. Standing on a relatively low hill, we who went out of the main formation were fortunate to be able to see the front of the long dragon-like army.
Knock βββ
The faint but audible sound of drums came from the forest, and looking at the startled birds in the distance, the veterans and mercenaries in the array were all scolding. They weren't here to fight, they just wanted to finish their way and get paid for itβββ they didn't want to fight a ferocious race like ogres.
The mercenaries are not knights loyal to anyone, so I can understand themβββ but reality doesn't change with swearing and complaining. When the frightened hunting horses fled back from the forest with the headless sentry, everyone understood that they were coming.
"Warriors of Zenda, the battle of death and glory is coming, tell me, what is your choice!"
"Victory, victory, victory!"
A murderous roar erupted from our throats, and looking at Viscount Garneau in front of the Le Ma formation, all the knights on foot, including me, were greatly encouraged. He held the cavalry bow made by the best craftsmen of Zenda, and the quiver filled with magically blessed quick arrows was tied to the sides of the saddle.
I think he and the rest of the light cavalry will give us enough long-range reinforcements in this battle.
"So, let's greet death and victory!"
"Respect to death! Honor victory!"
Raising my head, I drank the fragrant and spicy liquor in the cups and bowls with the brothers around me. In a burst of shouting, the sound of smashing bowls and cans came and went.
"Prepare for battle!"
"Prepare for battle!"
With the sound of the horn of the Chinese army, the flag bearers once again shouted orders to the area under his command through the Ascending Conch. The pikemen at the front of the formation slowly and orderly shrank back like serpents along the left side of the army, and groups of tall and sturdy sword and shield men interspersed before they could block the gap, and further in front of the firecrackers and the heavy shield hollow phalanx, they thrust their shields diagonally into the earth and stones beneath their feet.
Behind the solid defensive line, the crossbow battalion's sharpshooters entered a hollow phalanx formed by the heavy shield soldiers. Under the command of the flag bearer, they were replaced with scorching arrows used to hunt beasts and enchanted frost arrowsβββ poisoned arrows were too slow for the tenacious ogre.
Roar ββββ
With the roar of a fierce beast, the Layton tomahawk cavalry, known for their fierceness, adjusted their formation and retreated to the side of the swamp adjacent to the large army. The longaxes of the Layton cavalry, after their partner dragon ran at full speed and launched a charge, contained a huge destructive power that even the brute warriors who claimed to be the "strongest infantry" on the continent would feel terrifying.
"Look, it's Cuomo's two-handed swordsmen. β
The old knight beside me tapped me on the shoulder, and following the point of his right hand, I saw a special military formation. Unlike the Dominion's pennant, the flag used by the military formation was a rectangular flag.
Maple Leaf occupied the banner in the center, and the elites of the Maple Principality, whose whole body was covered in gorgeous armor, guarded in front of the car of the core person. The two-handed swords in their hands all had the tremendous power to cut down the cavalry and the war horses with a single blow.
"It seems that there is no need to worry about the big guys. β
At this time, the first half of the army almost turned into a meat grinder for the attackers.
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The solemn murderous aura galloped through the crowd, and the glittering and rhythmic swords and guns reflected the brilliance of gold in the light of the setting sun. At that moment, the team was silent to the extreme, as if a needle landed on the ground, which could startle thousands of waves.
I couldn't help but get nervous, but I was also a little excited. After all, unlike the mobs that adventurers often need to destroy, ogres were once the backbone of the famous orc army. This is the first time I've played against them.
Of course, it could also be the last.
β&@#*^%βββββ
On a small stone hill at the edge of the forest, a huge figure suddenly appeared. After a brief pause, it raised an arm and swung it down in the direction we were.
The human skin drums and animal skin drums were beaten again, and the monsters that were enough to stop the baby from crying appeared alive in front of them. And there are hundreds and thousands of them.
Ogre, ogres are coming......
There was a commotion among the soldiers, but soon calmed down.
Everyone knows that the ogres are all brave and fierce warriors, they do not want to be taken prisoners, they will not be taken prisoners, they fight in a haphazard manner, and the kind of brutal and fierce domineering often makes the demoralized human army afraid before fighting.
Swapping my halberd to my left hand, I drew my half-sword and plunged the tip of my sword into the earth, then half-knelt on the ground, facing the east where the sea was, to seek the blessing of the most revered father of the Dragonclaw Peninsula in the most revered of ceremonies.
"May the bravery of the god of the sea be with me. β
Many people, like me, pay the highest salute to their respective gods. Perhaps not many people will be blessed by God after this battle, but it is better to fight as a true warrior than to die in despair.
"Crossbowman, prepare!"
The viscount's command spread through the Ascending Conch, and the crossbowmen on the gentle slope behind us drew their bows and arrows, aiming in the direction of the incoming enemy. These arrows will fly over our heads and pounce on their targets like locusts.
Imagining the time when the ogre was hit by an arrow, I waited for the viscount's order to attack.
"Shoot the arrows!"
"Shoot the arrows!"
In an instant, the sound of bowstrings was incessant, like the roar of death of cracked silk, surging back and forth in the phalanx of archers. The clouds of the middle day were torn apart and shattered by the scorching streamers that shot like a torrential rain.
Not only the crossbowmen behind us, but also the crossbow battalion and longbowmen in our own formation also began long-range fire projection.
Those blazing scorching arrows and enchanted frost arrows rushed into the vast heavens, burning the clouds and shattering the pastures, like the fierce wind of hunting under a huge pen, carrying the flames of the rolling sky, rushing to the polar of life boiling in the blood and fire of the distant heavens.
Blood, rising and blooming in the fierce surging ogres, the terrible screams and wild roars, became the only theme of the entire sky and earth.
On the long road of death, many ogres fell in the flames of the streamers, but many more blended the brutality and the wild fury into fierce thunder.
Such a wild impact shook the soul of every human warrior presentβββ they were all crazy.
The experienced mercenaries on both sides of the array deliberately shouted some boring yellow jokes, using verbal stimulation to reduce the oppressive atmosphere caused by the tension, and to show their defiance of death and fearless bravery. But who knew that they would also be sweaty with their palms and trembling legs because of fear?
The sky in the west, where it meets the ground, is gradually turning red.
Turning my eyes away from the place where the legend is said to be in heaven, I looked up at the heavens that were watching us at the moment.
There are still faint clouds floating in the sky, and occasionally a few aqua-blue micas slowly float with the wind, and the wind blows, blowing the ribbon drifting insects all over the sky into a beautiful sky scene.
This is the best impression I had of this world before I was stained with blood.