"What's that?"

Marquis Wade was not the only one who noticed the movement in the direction of the ogre camp.

The four legions that were on the battlefield also discovered the ogre's movements.

The four three-meter-tall ogre chieftains were too conspicuous.

Far away, it caused great pressure on the Jingbei Army,

They must not be left unleashed on the battlefield.

This is the common will of several corps commanders of the Jingbei Army, and the four great knights who have been in command tacitly greeted them with their personal guards, and there must be a strong man of the same level to contain them head-on, and then use the current numerical advantage to have a chance.

On the contrary, it was a very curious-looking ogre two-headed priest, who was still hidden among ogres because of his relatively thin stature, and did not attract the attention of the Jingbei Army for the time being.

Compared with the several legion commanders who were on the battlefield, Marquis Wade, who was in the open field of vision, could see more clearly,

"There are too many young ogres."

Compared to others who focused all their attention on a few ogre chieftains, Marquis Wade saw more.

In addition to several oppressive ogre chiefs, the composition of the entire ogre tribe is also displayed on the battlefield.

Generally speaking, in a tribe of more than 3,000 ogres, the number of young and strong people will probably be between 1,500 and two thousand, and almost all the ogres who rushed out of the camp at this time are young and strong, plus the more than 1,500 ogre warriors before,

In this proportion, there are almost no old and weak women and children in this tribe.

Of the more than 3,000 ogre tribes, at most only two or three hundred women and children were placed outside to confuse the reconnaissance of the Jingbei Army.

All of this is naturally the handiwork of the two-headed ogre priest.

In order to set up this trap, he replaced all the young warriors of several other large ogre tribes with the tribes that were now fighting with the Jingbei Army.

Moreover, he gathered all the ogre warriors of the four large tribes together, and then made a posture of going east to destroy the production of the north, attracting the Jingbei army to crusade, and then annihilating the Jingbei army that came to the wilderness to crusade in one fell swoop.

However, what surprised him a little was the resolute posture of the Jingbei Army, which usually dealt with a large ogre tribe, and the Jingbei Army dispatched at most two legions to be considered equal combat power.

I didn't want to directly dispatch nearly four legions this time, and I was forced to be evenly matched.

"Kill!"

"Bang!"

Soon, the Jingbei army that came to stop them collided with the team led by the two-headed ogre priest.

Soon, the Jingbei Army, who came out to stop it, discovered the difference between this ogre.

"Damn, why are there so many ogre warriors."

Excluding the existence of kobolds, these more than 1,000 ogres are the actual combat power of more than 1,000 quasi-knight-level and dozens of knight-level ogre warriors.

Because of the talent of the race, the human knights and the great knights are a little weaker in front of the ogre warriors and chiefs.

The same rank lost its numerical advantage, and the Jingbei Army soon fell into disadvantage.

"Mistress Reese, help me!"

Reese is the commander of the First Legion of the Jingbei Army, and one of the several great knights in Drifting Snow City, although he is not surnamed Ranster, but he also sat on the high position of the captain with the strength of his great knight, and became one of the few people at the top of the entire Northland pyramid.

But now Reese is no longer as energetic as he used to be.

Reese had just fought an ogre chief when he fell to the disadvantage, and with just one blow, Reese's hands were numb and he almost couldn't hold the sword in his hand.

With a fearless guard and two or three knight-rank officers, Reese was able to barely stand up to an ogre chieftain.

But this balance of power was not maintained for long before it was broken.

One of Reese's knights couldn't stand back, and was whipped off with a stick from the ogre chieftain and fell to the ground.

The knight watched in despair as the ogre chieftain's mace fell, and had to cry out to Reese for help.

Reese couldn't help it, so he could only watch his men being smashed to death by the ogre chief like a watermelon, and he didn't even have time to scream.

Reese didn't even have time to grieve at the death of his right-hand man, when the Ogre Chief charged at him again.

Reese gritted his teeth and went up again.

Several ogre chiefs and some people barely resisted, but the impact of dozens of ogre warriors directly shook the front of the Jingbei Army.

Without enough knight-level powerhouses to restrain them, ordinary soldiers began to face the tough ogre warriors, relying purely on flesh and blood to resist the impact of this group of ogres.

Just like in modern warfare, ordinary soldiers are as helpless as they are in the face of tanks, and can only fill them with human lives.

Now their only hope is the reserve of half of the legion in the hands of Marquis Wade, and the cavalry banner regiment that has been cruising outside.

And Marquis Wade is also facing a difficult choice at this time,

In this case, it is already a matter of time before the troops fighting in front collapse.

And the remaining power in his hands does not necessarily have the ability to turn the tide of battle.

This group of ogres was so unexpected, not to mention that they were all young and strong, and four chieftains and a larger number of ogre warriors appeared in one go, making Marquis Wade completely lose control of the battle.

After a moment's hesitation, the Marquis of Wade gave the order for Veru to lead the cavalry to attack.

The three legions that went up had been bitten so hard that they couldn't retreat, and the ogres ran faster than humans, and if they retreated at this time, it would only bring an avalanche of collapse.

No matter what weirdness this group of ogres had, Marquis Wade could only bite the bullet and press all his chips,

Sometimes war is like a game of dog betting, with more chips, more endurance, and better luck than anyone else.

"Lancet!"

"Lancet!"

"Attack!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

After giving the order to attack Veru, Marquis Wade also drew the long sword at his waist and personally led the reserves of the last half of the legion to press up.

Now that the decision has been made, Marquis Wade will not hesitate to mobilize all forces, and it would be foolish to have reservations at this time.

……

"Drive! Drive! ”

The thunderous sound of hooves sounded, even masking the battle on the battlefield, and Verlu, who was already eager to fight, did not hesitate to charge from the ogre's flank after receiving the consent of Marquis Wade.

The cavalry, who had been recuperating for a long time, greatly encouraged the soldiers of the Jingbei Army who were on the verge of collapse as soon as they moved.

They were all veterans of battle, so they naturally knew what it meant for the cavalry to charge in groups.

Compared with the infantry of the Jingbei Army, the movement caused by the cavalry and the impact force that will be produced are obviously much greater.

The two-headed ogre priest also seems to have paid attention to the cavalry led by Veru.

"It's finally here."

"Do you want to use that?"

"In order to win, it must be used."

"Well, I hope this is the last time."

After a brief exchange between the two heads of the two-headed ogre priest, they began to mumble something, and then spread out their hands and shouted loudly to the sky, and a red light emanated from the hands of the two-headed ogre priest.

"Go!"