Eighty horsemen rushed out of the tribe in an instant, followed by hundreds of barbarian women who had taken up arms, and at the end were some old men with children, with all kinds of weapons in their hands, including wooden clubs and animal bones that I don't know where to find.

The mountain path is narrow, and the width can only accommodate a cavalry to pass quickly, and the speed will be greatly reduced, and there is even a danger of falling down the mountain. The barbarian cavalry rushed to the front on their own, this was not a deliberate arrangement by Sirigon, he was not a person who deliberately arranged the barbarians at the front because he was worried about the casualties of his subordinates, it was the barbarian warriors who were all very brave, they would not stay behind, not to mention that these were orcs who destroyed their homes and killed their brothers.

"Speed up your horses and push the orcs down." Siricorn was in the middle of the line, shouting loudly to the cavalry in front of him.

The convenience of the terrain and the strength of the barbarian war horses, in the frightened shouts of the orcs, the cavalry slammed into the orcs congested on the mountain road.

In the face of the war horse that rushed over quickly with a shoulder height of 2 meters, even the strong green skin could not resist it, and was quickly retreated backwards by the huge force, but there were also many orcs behind, and the crowded mountain road could not accommodate so many orcs, and the orcs on the periphery fell off the cliff like dumplings.

"Ah............h

"Sirigon's brought someone down." At this time, the big leader was wounded all over his body, and there were only 5 men left under his command at the beginning, and if it wasn't for Norma and the warriors to support, he would have been unable to support it. But even then he felt that he couldn't do it anymore, and he supported himself with the sword in his hand, otherwise he only felt that he would fall to the cold ground at any moment. The sword in his hand was snatched from the orcs, and as for his original weapon, he didn't know where he had lost it in the chaos.

Norma slashed through the orcs and took the opportunity to retreat to the big leader's side, and the barbarian warriors beside him quickly stepped forward to block his position.

He breathed a sigh of relief and looked up in the direction of the tribe, where the snow was getting heavier and heavier, but because of the mountain, Norma could still vaguely see the situation on the mountain.

I saw that the orcs who were congested on the mountain road seemed to be pushed down by something, and the congestion roared continuously, and there were even more orcs on the edge of the cliff who kept falling down the cliff.

"Yes, big boss, it's Siregon and they're down." Norma heard the neighing of his coveted horses, the war cries of his fellow citizens, and the shouting of orders from the old man of Sirigon.

"Help me up." The big leader straightened up as much as he could, and said, "It seems that the reinforcements brought by the human in Boer Town have arrived, and we can't let the humans underestimate us, we are barbarian warriors who believe in the god of war." He stood up with Norma's help, waved Norma's hand, nodded at Norma, picked up his weapon and yelled again.

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At this time, the orcs also began to notice that something was wrong, and the steel skin retreated into the crowd and grabbed the goblins who were shuttling through the crowd, and asked loudly, "What's next, shaman?" He sensed that something was wrong, so he retreated with all the black hands.

"Your Excellency... Your Excellency..."The goblin cried out in horror, "The human humans are coming, those humans in black armor, they are blocking the mountain pass, we... We can't get out. ”

"I ask you shaman, what about shamans." The billet pinched the goblin's head as if it was about to explode, and yelled. In the orc army, the shaman is the core of the army, and without the wise and resourceful shaman, the orc is just a beast without reason.

"I don't know... I don't know....ah....." The goblin screamed in terror, the sharp pain in his head that had scared his guts.

Steelfur waved his hand and threw the screaming goblin in his hand off the cliff, looked back at the barbarian warriors and barbarian leaders who were struggling to support him, and shouted, "The black orcs are all coming with me." "There is no time left, but to give up this loot.

At the foot of the mountain, the Roman youth army was firmly guarded at the mountain pass, struggling to support the continuous onslaught of the orcs. Ordinary orcs don't ask for any reason, the only thing they understand is killing, and those human soldiers who are stuck in the mountain pass are the enemy.

"Block... Block—" The centurion stood in the center of the array, giving orders incessantly.

"Rowell, you get the next squad of soldiers ready to take over." Qin Feng looked at the dense orcs on the mountain road that had not decreased at all, his brows furrowed, the number of orcs was unexpectedly large, if it continued like this, he would not be able to block this place at all, in this short period of time, the first team of Roman youth army had already suffered more than half of the casualties.

Orcs are not motley troops, and although they may seem undisciplined, their strong bodies and fearless nature make them definitely formidable warriors. Gnolls and goblins are fine, but those greenskins who are generally 2 or 3 heads taller than humans are the real enemies, and they wield giant axes to smash down, and the soldiers holding shields to resist can't resist such a huge force, either their hands are broken or even people with shields are smashed.

"Levies, keep shooting, don't stop, the main target is the greenskins, aim and shoot for me." Qin Feng didn't stand up again when he saw another soldier being knocked down by the green skin, his heart was furious, and he ordered loudly.

"Yes...... Levy struggled to raise his arm, which was sore from throwing javelins for a long time, and hurled the javelin at the orcs.

A large number of Greenskins fell in an instant, but Greenskin's vitality was tenacious, and some of them roared and rushed towards the Roman youth army even if they had several javelins in their bodies. However, these mortally wounded, with only a fierce green skin, were soon stabbed to death by the soldiers with short swords, and then pushed to the front of the battle by the soldiers holding their shields, using their corpses as obstacles.

And the situation of the Roman youth is not very good, as the most basic class of Rome, it is already the limit that it can support until now, and if it continues, it will soon collapse. Qin Feng could already see from within the system that the morale of the Roman youth had begun to decline rapidly, and they couldn't hold on to many chances.

Qin Feng had to ask Luo Wei to speed up his movements, and take advantage of the temporary break in the orc offensive to replace the Roman youth army.

"Puff puff puff ......." Suddenly the sound of objects smashing on the snow attracted Qin Feng's attention, and he brushed aside the snow on his helmet and tried his best to see farther. In the distance, black objects fell from the mountain screaming, and smashed on the snow with a pop, like a watermelon hitting the ground, and red "flowers" appeared on the white snow.

"Young master, it's an orc." Luo Wei also saw the same, and he said to Qin Feng with a little excitement: "Young Master, they must have launched an offensive on the mountain. ”

"I know, Rowell," Qin Feng pointed to the mountain pass, "Gather all the Roman youth army to block the mountain pass for me, the orcs on the mountain will definitely rush down desperately when they find out that the situation is wrong." ”

"If there are too many orcs, you can let some go," Qin Feng said in a low voice, "But those green skins must not be let go, they will be our biggest enemies after the year." ”

"Yes, young master." Lowell nodded.