When the last rays of sunlight in the western sky disappeared, the [Starlantern] magic cast by the mages floated above the wilderness, illuminating the bloody meat grinder.

Boom –

A few more blazing golden rays streaked through, and a row of archers fell in the array, and the rising blood mist immediately drowned out the roaring sound that swelled like waves. The shadow of death hangs over everyone's heart, and the wrinkles of despair and desolation overlapping and expanding are another way of extending the sorrow and exhaustion......

"Keep shooting, keep shooting, don't let them rush up......"

A captain of the archers shouted loudly, trying to dispel the chaotic and noisy atmosphere of unrest, but his efforts could not hold back the momentum of the people's decadence and loss.

The stray arrows in the air were much thinner, and the throwing axes of the approaching ogres became thicker, and with each shocking line of death, someone in the team let out a terrifying and terrible scream.

Everyone was sweating, sweating, experiencing the fear of death that shook their souls, and at the same time chewing on painful memories that were hard to forget.

"Uruk, where's the Viscount and his cavalry?!"

Through the flying dust of the battle, I vaguely saw that the ogre had attacked the large array of the Chinese army, and the main force was also caught in a fight with these monsters. The regiment of mages and the battalion of two-handed swordsmen were all over there, so they shouldn't have been able to break through the line so quickly.

"I don't know, I didn't see Lord Viscount!"

Uruk, the old knight, ran up to me with a kite-shaped shield in his hand, and I stood to my feet. The approaching ogres seem to have run out of tomahawks, and now, it's our turn to face melee combat.

"It was terrible. ”

"Who's to say it isn't. ”

Taking the rag from Uruk and wiping it with the blood that had stuck to my face, I pulled out my half-sword at my waist and tightened my grip on the hilt of its Sea Soul Steel, the strength of my whole body intertwined with the magical aura that still flowed in the armor.

It's time to fight, and the foot knight of Zenda will not lose to anyone——— and a circle of power quietly rises around me.

"Spearmen and heavy shieldmen press forward, ready for the onslaught!"

The earthquake was so bad that it seemed to collapse, and the sound of the ogres rushing was like a falling stone hitting the ground, stirring up an aggressive coldness. I knew that the sparse nets of the archers could no longer hold them back from the onslaught of a torrent, and now it was the knights' turn to defend them.

.........

"Fill in the gap!"

"Don't back off, use your weapons to push the ogre back!"

The fierce collision between the two fierce hostile forces at the beginning gradually evolved into a state of dog-tooth melee. The brutal and tragic pure power killing made both sides shed blood, and the reincarnation of blood and light rushed back and forth in the unbridled eyes of the soldiers on both sides.

The officers are still commanding a large number of fearful soldiers in an effort to maintain the gun formation, but in the face of more and more ogres rushing through the first line and rushing straight to the baggage team, the shield and spear defense line is crumbling - after all, no class of troops is crazy enough to rush forward with a piercing spear and smash the shield and your skull together.

But that's not something that we front-line foot riders can take care of.

"Ah———hh

The impact of the collision caused the pain of new and old wounds, but my mind, so carried away by the blood, no longer cared about them. After successfully knocking over the "short" ogre that had confronted me, I pulled out my sword and stabbed it in the neck.

After the bloody tug-of-war, the ogres faced by our partial army are finally no longer so tall and strong.

"Han, stab it in the eye!

The old knight Uruk shouted my name, there must be something important.

Pulling out the hand and sword that had severed half of the ogre's neck from the ground, I didn't bother to shake off the blood and grease from the sword, and dragged my scarred body to Uruk.

"Ah————h

There was a terrible howl, and I saw a knight on foot, also from Zenda, who had his arm cut off by the ogre and fell to the ground. After a moment, he was silent.

The horrible creature was riddled with arrows, but it showed no signs of falling. Where it had charged, a dozen halberders and several knights on foot had fallen—the musketeers were still reloading, and no one seemed to be able to stop it for the time being.

Glancing at Uruk, who was swirling with his shield in hand, I drew a spear from behind my waist, stepped back with my right leg, took a rough aim through the gap in my helmet, and threw it with all my might.

It didn't even bother to parry—the spear hit the head on the giant ogre's right shoulder, but it didn't stab the scarlet one-eyed.

"Bang ———"

The spear containing the flame magic [Flame Explosion] exploded violently, and the head of the ogre that was hit instantly became like a piece of meat in a carbon fire, and it was burned to the ground.

But it's still alive, and it's ......

"It's ......"

"It's over......"

"It's orc rage!"

The tall orc, with its two heads, screamed and ripped it off after I had scorched one of its heads with a flaming spear. Pillars of jet-black blood erupted from the broken neck, strange and terrifying.

The dusty pale memories of my childhood story rained back, and I looked at the mighty orc in front of me, whose strength was constantly increasing, and I was overwhelmed, and in my near-despair, I chewed on the bitterness of the loser.

Legend has it that an ogre with two heads would become a man of great courage after losing one......

The ogre slammed his tyrannical gaze on my pale face, and a whirlwind of force was picked up in his hand———

"Han, keep throwing spears!"

Behind me, a fierce and fierce knight on foot suddenly appeared, his whole body flashing with light, and he raised his knight's sword to face the terrible ogre heavy axe.

"No—get out of the way!"

I struggled with the noise of the explosion.

But it was too late, and in the intermingling of lightning and cold, the ogre's heavy axe not only cut his knight's sword in two, but also his entire body in two. The hurricane-like strength could still carve a deep groove behind the knight, and a torrent of blood quietly flowed with it.

The air was filled with confused blood molecules, the bitter and bitter sand seemed to be frozen on the mottled and rusty wind wall, and my fragile and keen nerves could no longer resist the temptation of tears.

"Knight Commander Oren!"

"Captain!"

"Ah, damn ogres!"

The veteran foot knight who had led us to annihilate the thieves had died tragically under the ogre's heavy axe, and the foot knights who were still fighting nearby were all enraged.

"Kill!"

Letting the anger of grief sweep away the fear in my heart, I raised my sword and attacked the horrible death. I'm going to kill it!

The ogre's head, still on its neck, turned to stare at me again, and then it rushed towards me with a heavy axe the size of a millstone. It's going to kill me, too!

"Han, cut its hamstrings!"

When Uruk's voice came from the side, I noticed him throw away his shield and rush up. So, we fought the frenzied two-headed ogre from both sides, one on the left and the other on the right.

The moment the heavy axe collided with my knight's sword, I knew that Uruk could kill it.

Bang ———

The huge force struck, and I didn't have time to make any evasive movements, and the broken hand and half sword were smashed with me, and they were smashed upside down by the heavy axe and flew back to the phalanx.

Looking up at the sky, I saw the shining stars in the dark night through the gap between the [star lights].

Already...... It's getting dark......

"Drink!"

Uruk's shouts dragged me back from the edge of the abyss of slumber. Under the monstrous gaze of the pikemen behind me, I dragged my broken body to my feet and pulled out the short throwing spear, which was also enchanted, behind my waist.

The Raging Ogre is limping and wrestling with the old knight, and now is the time to deliver a fatal blow.

"Uruk!

"Huh-"

He created opportunities for me and I didn't miss them.

The moment the spear crossed a distance of more than twenty meters and hit the neck of the raging ogre, and the moment the flames rose, I fell to my knees laughing wildly - what a happy last battle.

The last vestiges of my body have finally been drained, and I am now just a lamb to the slaughter.

“＊＃△@%&————”。

The unknown roars of the ogres came from the front, and as I looked at the orcs who were still fighting the Uruk and them, I suddenly realized that the cavalry and pikemen who were supposed to support us were not taking the initiative.

Slowly twisting around, I saw a group of cowering guys.