Chapter 3: Confrontation
"Prepare to meet the enemy!"
"Shoot the arrows!"
"Prepare the firecrackers!"
In his ears, only the command spread by the ascending conch echoed, and time seemed to hit a frozen wall of wind, but soon, the raging ogres boiled like a sea of rage, and a "wooha" echoed sound, flooding the entire land like a stirring song.
The mighty Nagano, the roar of the shattered clouds and the rain rose in the thunder and lightning that seemed to leap.
At that moment, the earth, which was as calm as water, boiled violently, and the majestic footsteps of the ogres shook the sky and swept like a storm. The hooves roared, the sword light was like lightning, through the wild cold, through the indulgent soaring, an unstoppable majestic force, with the wildest barbaric posture, pouring and rushing on the astringent and gray wilderness in front of him.
The seeds of fear have taken root in the hearts of many people, as if they will grow into towering trees that will cover the clouds and the sun in the next moment—the only thing that can suppress it at this moment is courage.
"Priest, protect the warriors!"
The Viscount's order drifted past my ears, but I didn't have the heart to heed it.
The speed of the ogre's attack was quite astonishing, and before they were halfway there, the dust was already obscured by the clouds and the quicksand was all over the sky. Looking at such a violent and violent impact hurricane, the faces of many people who lost blood were frozen with mottled and rigid shudder.
Our long-range firepower is still fierce, with arrows like rain and arrows like locusts, but the ogres are still closing in. On the journey paved with blood and fire, the shouts of the ogres came in waves after waves.
Is it fearlessness or ignorance? I don't know, but in the boiling blood of the raging tide, I seem to hear the arrogant wind howling in a corner of the depths of my soul.
"Gunner, shoot!"
The explosive shooting of the firecracker team, at that moment, actually contained the momentum of the ogre's attack. Looking at the ogre whose body had dozens of holes carved out hundreds of meters away, my hand holding the halberd trembled slightly.
It's alive.
"Meet the enemy!"
Scattered ogres rushed through the arrow blockade, but they were greeted by a sturdy shield wall and a forest of spears. Seeing that they were stabbed to death one by one by the pikemen in front of the formation, the Viscount, who thought that the time was ripe behind the line, gave the order to attack.
"Warriors of Chanda, attack!"
"Kill!"
As another ogre charged into the crossbowmen's firing range, and the musketeers were reloading, the viscount gave the order to attack. Except for the pikemen and heavy shieldmen who maintained the line, the rest of the melee troops, including our foot knights, all rushed out of the phalanx.
Our position is on the outside of the Chinese army's formation, which means that if the assault goes well, we can cut off the attacking ogre.
"Kill!"
The moment the priest's [Earth Guardian] was blessed, I, who had already narrowed the distance to ten meters, shouted and waved my halberd. The two puffs of smoke and dust were mixed together, and the anti-charging us and the charging ogre vanguard collided together in that instant.
Blades cut through flesh, blunt objects smashed armor, and instinctive shouts and roars echoed in my ears. Under the double fermentation of madness and blood, the difference between man and beast is reduced to a minimum.
"Kill!"
The moment the swordsman in front of me burst to the point that the ogre's wand shattered his brain, I shouted and swung my halberd, the blade of which slashed into its neck, which was exposed to its armor.
Expectedly, the halberd blade wrapped in great force cleaved the ogre's tough skin, and pillars of jet-red blood splattered out of the wound, impartial, and landed right on my visor.
At the same time that the monster was more than two meters tall fell, I lost my vision, and I had to temporarily slow down my progress and free my hands to lift the visor.
"Bang ———"
When the impact came from the front, I had just let my right hand hold the halberd handle. Unprepared, the ogre, blinded by a bow and arrow, collided with me, and both of them fell to the ground together, reaping painful bruises.
"Damn—"
“#*@&%△*∑————”
The ogre had fallen harder than I was, the back of its head hitting a jutting rock, hot blood gushing from the back of its head to the horrible wound of the Celestial Spirit, rippling across its twisted face, making it scream and hiss.
I rolled over in time, staggered to my feet, and the halberd in my hand drew a brilliant halo, and suddenly, a deep and melodious arc of light passed through its waist and slashed deep into the soil behind it.
I thought it would be fatal, but it roared and threw its axe straight at me.
The rough body of pig iron instantly boiled a burning circle of light, it was the [Earth Guardian] placed on the armor by the priest to protect itself——— I unnaturally leaned down to the side, and with a loud "bang", the axe split the armor on my shoulder to pieces, and half of my body was drowning in numbness and soreness.
As I staggered back, I found that my palms were soaked with cold sweat, and I could barely hold the halberd. It's dangerous, if the reaction just now is not sensitive enough, this axe may be the last swan song of my life.
"Die! monster!"
Before the ogre could struggle to his feet, I picked up my halberd again and slashed it down at its head. The halberd blade split its skull, sinking deep into the ugly skull.
"Han, ahead!"
The shouts of the old knight Uruk pulled me out of my momentary fog, and as I looked at the other ogre that suddenly appeared a few meters in front of me, I instinctively grabbed the long handle and stepped back, trying to pull up my halberd and fight again. However, the blow that burst out of the power of the whole body just now made the battle halberd sink too deep into that head.
Damn –
Unleashing the halberd and swooping to the side, I was able to dodge the ogre's sweeping sticks——— a sizable number of ogres were still advancing, and our counterattack seemed to have failed.
"Shoot the arrows!"
The archers behind him tore at the pitch-shifting voices and roared, and I could hear the growing fear and horror in their distorted voices.
Little did I know that before this, this monster had already chopped off the heads of more than a dozen human warriors.
More than a dozen wind-like streams of lightning flashed by, sinking deep into the ogre's body, and a bleak blood mist rose around it, drowning its swaying figure. With a high-pitched roar of pain, it finally collapsed with all its strength, its massive body splashing a misty cloud of bloody dust on the ground.
"Long live ———"
I was surrounded by the boiling cheers all around, and everyone who had not been at war with the ogre was laughing heartily - there was nothing more pleasant to see such a fierce enemy fall before my eyes.
Just as everyone was immersed in the joy of a small victory, someone shouted: Look, ogre......
I barely had time to blink when I barely had time to blink when a dazzling meteor flashed in front of me.
Flutter ———
A puff of vigorous blood splashed on my blood-lost face, and in the shock of stumbling, I saw a mercenary beside me, falling in a frenzy.
The unprepared body was slashed into a blur of flesh by the ogre's throwing axe, and the whole body was carried out several meters by the powerful impact, dragging a deep groove in the ground and nailing into the desolate and sad blood soil.
"Get down, it's the ogre's axe!" a heavy scream suddenly jumped in the pale silence.
No sooner had I crawled down and shrunk down to the corpse of the ogre with the halberd on my head than a powerful shadow flashed above me.
A round, damp vessel flew up in the air and landed on my back, and I couldn't help but look back—it was a decapitated soldier with his head decapitated, his round and dying eyes still staring at the bleak sky unwillingly.