"Prepare for battle, break through the cold mountain in front of them," Prince Thor looked up at the sky, that terrible black shadow did not appear in the distant sky, "The whole army spindle formation, the center breakthrough!" ”

More than 800 dwarven hoplites immediately formed a thick oval battle formation, steel battle shields one after another, and sharp spears with a length of 3 meters stretched out from the gaps in the shields, like a mixture of turtles and hedgehogs pressing towards the enemy.

"They're going to break through in the center," Sorge smirked, "send infantry to meet them, and bring our gift to the prince." ”

"Beat the drums and get ready for battle!" One by one, the orc officers shouted, and their warriors roared at the dwarves to the drums.

The dwarven infantry lowered their visors from their helmets and watched through the tiny gaps. At this time, there were more than 3,000 troops following Sorge, and four or five rows of crooked formations were discharged in the dark.

The distance between the two armies was getting closer, and the tips of the guns of the soldiers in the front row collided together, making a ping-pong crash and flashing sparks.

"Oppress them! Assault! Prince Thor threw away his usual saber and drew the strange longsword that he had always carried behind his back but had never used, "For the glory of Lorraine!"

The sword groaned in a way that made it feel like it was rejoicing in stepping onto the battlefield. The blade of the sword was engraved with brilliant runes, the cold light shimmered, and a huge red gem was inlaid on the body of the sword, turning like an eye peeking into all things. One by one, the orcs who looked directly at the sword covered their eyes and howled in pain, even attacking their allies in a frenzy.

"Cala de Boga, the royal family of Lorraine has summoned your power!" The prince's eyes became more and more fierce, and his whole body exuded a sharp aura, as if it had merged with the sword in his hand. The furious sword aura was raging, and the heavily armed dwarven warriors retreated.

"Stop him!" A group of huge ogres mixed with the orcs, and seeing the prince leave the group to lead the assault, these huge warriors sensed that their opportunity had come, and they all swung up with huge wooden clubs and war hammers, "Smash him." ”

Before the ogre could finish speaking, a cold light cut through the formation, and the orc infantry in front of the ogre was cut into two ends.

"Huh?" The Ogre Warrior who was leading the way felt as if something was plugging in his mouth, and he slowly slid to the side. Hearing only a "snap", the fat upper half of the body fell to the ground, and the body below the waist was still standing blankly in the battlefield.

"Ulla!" The dwarven infantry was demoralized, and with a ferocious onslaught, they broke through the first row of orc defenses and broke through in depth.

"Monarch Cala de Poga," Sorge said from a distance on the high ground watching the battle ahead, "this is the holy sword that has been passed down from generation to generation by the royal family of Lorraine, and after King Otto disappeared, it was in the hands of this fellow Thor. ”

"It's horrible! (It's a pity~)" Two voices came from the side, and a rare two-headed ogre shook its two heads and said the opposite.

The ogre's stupid brains and excessive muscles make it easy for them to think simply, making it almost impossible to master any spell other than bloodlust. There are exceptions to this, and there are occasional two-headed variants within this group that share a body.

This mutant creature not only possesses the extraordinary strength and vitality of the ogre race, but also possesses the magical affinity and computing power of humans and elven archmages, and is even a cunning and nimble conspirator.

The two-headed ogre beside Sorge is named Privateer Overseer Grubitok, and his right half of his head controls brute force, and the left half of his head controls fire and arcane magic.

"The prince with the holy sword is invincible! (This pathetic dwarf can't wield the full power of Caladeboga.) Grubitok's right and left heads are always at odds with each other, expressing their respective opinions, "We should besiege him!" (We're going to carry out the original plan!) You idiot! ）”

"Retreat, soldiers, cast the bait," Sorge said unconcerned as he watched Prince Thor wield his sword and slaughter his own soldiers, "Let's go, Captain Grubitok, avoid the dwarven assault first, and soon, I will teach the prince the art of soldiering." ”

"I'm the Admiral of the fleet, not the captain! (You're right, cunning Sorge, we'll show this pig-only dwarf how to use his weapons!) ）”

The speed of the dwarven attack was astonishingly fast, and under the surprise attack led by the prince with the holy sword in hand, the orc warriors were not at all united at all, and within a few minutes they were slaughtered to the ground, and they hurriedly retreated towards the two wings.

"Wow~!" The orcs, who had been slaughtered by the dwarven soldiers, ran behind like the waters of the ebbing tide, making Grubitok feel panicked when he looked at it.

"Quick, let's avoid it first, go to the right! (No, go left!) ）”

"We have broken through the enemy's resistance, Your Highness!" Bartow's warrior smashed the skull of an orc with a hammer.

"Don't let up, stay in formation, we're going to break through them!" The prince shouted, "No one can stop the dwarves from returning!" ”

"Run!" The orcs and goblin soldiers screamed and fled in all directions, as if fearing they wouldn't run fast enough, and the greedy bandits even threw their weapons and treasures all over the ground.

"Huh? This is? A surprise dwarven infantry noticed a small golden object appear on the ground, "This is ...... This is! Yes! ”

Familiar colours, familiar shapes, patterns and smells! Oh, isn't this our Lorraine gold coin!

My little liver!

The tinkling little thing seemed to be a beauty snuggled in her arms, and the dwarf's ear whispered softly that could not be resisted.

"My ...... Baby! ”

The dwarven soldier had no interest in the weapons and other belongings left behind by the enemy, but he picked up the gold coins without hesitation.

"Gold! Our Gold Coins! One dwarf after another found the gold coins hidden in the scraps and dust on the ground, and bent down to pick them up, but the comrades who were charging behind them couldn't stop their tracks, and they collided with them with a "boom".

"You idiot! Why did it stop all of a sudden? Is there a treasure on the ground!? The battlefield was full of dwarves rolling all over the ground, like a bowling alley, and the soldiers behind shouted dissatisfiedly, "Go after the enemy." ”

"On the ground! Ground! The dwarf crushed below danced with joy.

"Phew, you can't stop no matter what's on the ground!"

"Gold coins, there are our Lorraine gold coins on the ground!"

"Where !!"

The dwarven formations in the assault became more and more chaotic, and as the pursuit deepened, they found more gold coins on the ground. The surprised dwarven soldiers scrambled to pick up the gold, and even stuffed it into their mouths to bite it! Several soldiers also fought over the gold coins.

"What's going on?" Prince Thor found that there were fewer and fewer brave warriors around him.

"Your Highness, the soldiers have found gold coins on the ground," said an officer, who had lost his helmet and brought it to the prince with three gold coins in his hand, "and what we picked up from the ground was left behind by the cowardly orcs when they fled." ”

"Pick up all the gold coins," the prince glared at the officer, "leave some of the soldiers to collect, and the others continue to pursue, and we will rush before sunset!" ”

The defeated orc army threw a large amount of gold down the avenue along the riverside. Later, the dwarves picked up not only gold coins, but also small broken gold bricks.

The warriors of the Golden Clan, whether they have picked up gold or not, are prostrate on the ground, meticulously searching every inch of land.

"Your Highness, this is not good," Adviser Tolkien suddenly grabbed the prince's arm, "our army is out of organization, and the soldiers must be gathered up quickly." ”

"I know," said Prince Thor, too, saw the glittering gold on the ground, and there were more gold glittering in the sunlight along the riverside avenue, and every time the dwarves picked up a piece, they would look up to see that there was another one not far away.

"Blow the trumpet, let the officers bring the soldiers back and line up!" Prince Thor hesitated, "Leave fifty soldiers to collect the gold coins, and the others continue to assault." ”

"Woo~!" The long horn sounded, but the dwarves did not regain their formation. The officers who heard the trumpet could not find their own soldiers, and all around them were brothers from other companies pouting and rummaging intently in the dust.

"Hurry, hurry!" Prince Thor anxiously kicked and punched his soldiers, "Go back to your company, go back to be with your officers!" ”

The soldiers who were kicked down by him looked at their prince blankly, not knowing where to find their company, and some of the soldiers even showed vicious expressions and gritted their teeth at the prince, as if the commander who prevented them from finding gold was ten thousand times more hateful than the orcs on the opposite side!

"Orcs!"

At this moment, many soldiers shouted, and more orc troops than before surrounded the already chaotic dwarves from all directions.

"Gold is an excellent bait!" Sorge gave instructions to the heralds, "The gold that our master has given us has an irresistible allure to the stupid dwarves. And my army, whoever dares to bend down to pick it up will have to say goodbye to the head, and besides, we are not as stupid as the dwarves. ”

"Oh, dwarves. (Oh, wise Sorge, great master!) ）”

The orc army, which had just been routed and ran to both sides, unexpectedly lined up in an orderly manner behind the dwarves again, forming a formation and rushing towards the rear of the dwarves.

The hoplites, who were still rummaging for gold on the ground, looked up in bewilderment and watched in disbelief as the freshly defeated enemy slashed at them with their swords in hand.

"Haven't you all been defeated? How come it again! ”

The orc soldiers crushed the disorganized dwarven army in one fell swoop. Many dwarven soldiers were looking for gold coins with helmets in their hands, and even their weapons and shields were thrown somewhere, and they were crushed in the blink of an eye, shouting and retreating towards the defeat of the Chinese army. A few particularly brave and well-equipped soldiers were also drowned out by the horde of orcs.

"Amazing, this orc commander is amazing!" Xiao Yan rode on Odulas, watching the overwhelmingly dominant dwarven order in chaos, and the orc army under Sorge's command actually completed the reorganization in a short time, and the defeated troops regained their organization in the rear of the dwarves, pressing the dwarven troops from the east, north, and south of the cold lake towards the western slope at the same time.

"I thought that Prince Thor would be defeated by an enemy ambush several times as many times because of his carelessness, but I didn't expect that he would be so defeated." Xiao Yan shook his head, "Go, Odulas, and go do our thing." ”

(End of chapter)