Marshall led almost all of them lightly armed knights, numbering about a thousand men, and all the heavy armor was thrown away, and the horses' hooves shook the ground and rushed towards the orc camp like a lightning speed. [Latest chapter reading.]

He knew that this raid was completely about grabbing time, and what he wanted was to disrupt the orcs before they could react, otherwise once the other party formed a formation, not to mention the failure of this impact, it was likely that they would be dragged and unable to get out.

Looking at the surging figures in front of him, he took a hard breath, and his eyes revealed a contradictory light of calm and excitement.

The huge vibration sound made the orc's camp suddenly stir, and the piercing sound of warning horns spread to every corner of the queue thousands of meters long, obviously they did not expect that Bei Selen actually dared to take the initiative to send cavalry to attack themselves at this time, due to the long march, plus after crossing the river, many orcs were resting on their backs, and the armor and weapons on their bodies were also thrown aside at will, and the auxiliaries were building camp tents and pontoon bridges, and all the troops on the beachhead were mixed together, crowded so that they did not distinguish each other at all, and suddenly heard the sound of horns, and immediately crowded into a mess。

The orc general's eyes were red and he called his subordinates loudly, and the sound of drums, horns, and various flags were played one after another, but once the team of more than 10,000 people was chaotic, how could it be reorganized so quickly? In addition, many auxiliary soldiers ran around, pushing each other, and some of them were panicked, and Hai Shun picked up weapons on the ground that did not belong to him, because all weapons were the personal property of the orcs, so he roared endlessly for a while, which added to countless chaos.

Marshall was overjoyed when he saw the chaotic scene in front of him, but he was not in a hurry to increase the speed of his horse immediately, but first watched cautiously, and secretly let out a sneer in his heart, and a queue of about a thousand infantry appeared in front of him, with complete armor and weapons, and the banner was quite neat. This is the only team that maintains the battle array, presumably originally used to defend itself, he pouted his mouth, and with a shout, the cavalry regiment was separated like a tide, and it did not engage the other side at all. Flexibly spread its wings straight to the orc's wings.

Looking at the cavalry that the other party slid towards the flank, the orcs in charge of this team were stunned for a moment, and then scolded loudly in orc language, and in desperation, the infantry phalanx was also divided into two. Stiffened and ran with the cavalry on two thick legs, trying to cover the weak flanks, and the scattered and disorganized infantry faced the onslaught of formed cavalry, even if it was only light cavalry, which would cause a terrible disaster.

Marshall sneered, and ran after me, and his whip was raised high and fell again. The horses under their crotches accelerated abruptly, and the knights behind them let out a shout.

From the sky, the cavalry drew two narrow half-arcs towards the flanks, and on the inside, the orc infantry also circled two dense semicircles, trying to wrap around the ant-like flow of people further inside, both desperately chasing the gap between time and space.

Marshall squinted his eyes and walked out through the puffing smoke, the cavalry queue had circled behind the orc land queue. A large cut beyond the orc infantry, you can already see the pontoon bridge that is still being built and hear the sound of the rushing Shahong River.

But he has not yet given the order to attack. For he knew that from the top of the city, the Lord Bishop would not be able to see what he was doing clearly because of the dense dust, and if his troops had only quietly made a bend through the orc camp and returned to Beiseren, most people would have thought that they had won the battle. Should you do that?

The thought was only suppressed for a moment. What you need to face yourself, you have to face after all. And the current situation is not bad for him, or rather, it is a perfect opportunity, he never thought that the truth is as the Lord Bishop said, the orcs are so careless, if such a situation does not dare to let go, the subordinates of the knights may not be convinced of themselves anymore.

He looked up at the sky, the clouds were thick and overcast, gray blocking the light, but a ray of light pierced through the snow like a fiery iron bar, and it pierced straight down, exuding a magnificent color. He let out a breath and shouted, "Knights, charge!"

The melodious horn of the charge sounded behind him, and the vertical spear in his hand was immediately flattened, and the knight queue on the other side accelerated together, and launched a charge on both flanks at the same time.

"Boom!"

The spear broke, the flesh splattered, and the weak and scattered array of orcs was suddenly torn open with a long wound, and on the bloody path of the charge, the orcs who were knocked out from time to time and spat blood fell together with the fallen knights, letting out a terrible roar and scream.

Marshall, who could only keep moving forward in the charge, had no time to take care of his back, and after the flat-ended spear was sent into the chest of an orc, he immediately let go, and pulled out the sword at his waist, only to rush for a long time, only to feel that the pressure around him was light, and he had already killed a pair from the orc camp, and when he looked back, the dust was rolling behind him, and he had thrown off the infantry ranks.

Marshall was stunned, he didn't expect it to be so easy, a burst of pride surged in his heart, he waved his hand and made a gesture, and the Hu Cong behind him immediately knew what he meant, and a short horn sounded out, and the cavalry drew a long half-circle on the plain and turned back, and once again aimed at the flank of the orcs and killed it.

It was not that he did not think about attacking the Chinese army, but there were dense queues and the most heavily guarded, and generally speaking, the cavalry that had lost its speed was a lamb to the slaughter once it fell into the enemy formation, and in the case of no superiority in troops, it was undoubtedly a better choice to attack the most vulnerable flank.

The Knights erupted in a chorus of shouts of slaughter, the world trembled violently, and their vision was foggy, and they rushed back after Marshall's banner.

But this time, Marshall felt the pressure multiply suddenly! The knights behind him kept falling off their horses, and the orc infantry close to the Chinese army had already organized a lot of queues, and they roared and killed the periphery of the two wings, trying to block the way of the knights and lock them in formation.

The two cavalry teams were turning left and right in the enemy formation, and because of the small number of people, they could quickly rush out of the formation that had not yet closed, although they looked like fish swimming in water, and they could not catch them accurately, but Marshall knew that it was only for a while, and the space to turn was becoming less and less. It's time to go!

With a shout, the guards rushed out all the way to the side, knocking out a gap in the formation of the orcs in front of him, and the torrent rolled, and the knights quickly drilled out relying on the speed of the horses, and Marshall secretly exclaimed in his heart that he was lucky. Fortunately, the vanguard of the Orc's Blade Wolf Cavalry Regiment had been wiped out during the first attack on Beiselen, otherwise how could he have escaped so easily?

Who knew that he hadn't gotten rid of the mood of rejoicing, but there was a rumbling sound behind him, and when he looked back in surprise, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Rows of blood-red eyes. The muscles of the orcs were killed from the heavy dust, their speed was only slightly inferior to the horses, and even the tail of the team had been faintly chased, and the orcs did not use weapons at all, they jumped up directly, and killed several knights who fell last in the sand, in a hazy vision. There seemed to be countless pieces of flesh thrown into the air.

"Madness?"

As soon as Marshall had the idea of this, more than a dozen knights were dismounted and buried in the dry earth of Bethlehem in an instant, and when he saw this scene, he did not dare to delay any longer, and despite the fatigue of the horses, he desperately waved his whip and hurriedly retreated in the direction of the north and the cold land, and the pursuing orcs did not reluctantly retreat until they encountered the rain of arrows on the city wall.

When Marshall returned to the city, he dropped his horses from his horse. He looked at the sky, wondering how he had come back alive from the orc army. I didn't expect the city gate to open...... The bishop had no intention of putting himself to death, and after a while of relaxation, he fell into a deep sleep. But he didn't know that in this battle, more than 300 knights were lost in a short period of time, and almost all of them were casualties in the final pursuit......

In the castle lord's mansion.

After nightfall, the earth regained its tranquility, and the noise and carnage of the day were no longer there.

"In this way, under normal circumstances, the orcs are only slightly better than the human warriors. But the weapons were crude. They don't have much of an advantage over heavily armed swordsmen, but they do have a lot of witchcraft. That's going to be hard. ”

A Templar swordsman captain frowned and expressed his opinion, he had only encountered a few clerics in the Eastern Continent when he fought against the evil orcs, so it was easy to defeat the enemy army, but now it seems that the orcs with a large number of mages have not only greatly increased their combat power, but also helped to recover from injuries and energy, and can completely make up for the gap in equipment and ground, and even faintly surpass it. This is the same reason that the priest blessed the Templar swordsman.

If he has a large number of magicians, then it is a different matter, but what Luo Lan lacks most at the moment is the priests, and the priests are only forty or fifty, which is too weak compared to the situation where the opponent has hundreds of orcs and witch sacrifices in one legion, not to mention that the other party has a great shaman in each legion.

The Rust priest sighed and said, "They are not in a hurry to attack the city, I am afraid they want to wait until the follow-up forces are gathered before taking us in one fell swoop." ”

Luo Lan slowly glanced around, except for a limited number of people, the rest of the people were solemn, their eyes were worried, he smiled faintly, and said, "How many people can we use now?"

Behind her, she walked up with an unchanged expression, maintaining a straight posture, and as soon as she spoke, a cold voice floated through the conference hall: "There are about 3,000 Templar swordsmen and acolytes, 2,000 cavalry regiments, 1,000 barbarian mercenaries, and 2,000 human slave soldiers. ”

"Eight Thousand ......"

Luo Lan tapped the table with his knuckles, as if thinking about this, and after a while, he slowly raised his head, smiled lightly, and said, "It seems that we must take the initiative to go out of the city to fight the orcs." "It's like a thief, in fact, Luo Lan is still a thief at heart, the war is just excessive, and the war scene can actually be detailed and written in a dozen chapters, but after thinking about it, there is no need for that, because the battle for hegemony is not the mainstream of this book, as for how the follow-up plot develops, there will be an explanation later...