Chapter Thirty-Seven: Counterattack! The Sacred Army (2)

The great prophet Holy See Messiah, before the holy city of Messiah called on the believers of Yahweh to fight back against the Orc invasion of the tribes.

The army of human survivors in the territory of the Stormwind Kingdom, under the leadership of the Yahweh priesthood, used the famous sixteen-character strategic mantra of the great leader of the Celestial Empire plane universe before the Messiah crossed over: "The enemy advances and I retreat, the enemy is stationed and disturbs, the enemy is tired and I fight, and the enemy retreats and I chase".

They don't provoke the main force of the tribal orc army, they don't storm the large tribal camp where warlocks, shamans, and large numbers of orc warriors gather.

Instead, they only used a small team of no more than 100 people at a time, led by three or two Yahweh priests, to frequently sneak attack the tribal infrastructure such as lumberyards and mines where only orc laborers were located.

Don't pursue how many orc soldiers you can kill, just train and train some recruits to see blood.

Truth be told, if it weren't for the fact that these operations were done a little too often, it indirectly affected the tribal hierarchy to benefit from these infrastructures.

No more than a few dozen of them die at a time, and the lowly orc laborers who belong to the lowest slave class in the tribe are not worth the encirclement and suppression of those fat-headed and big-eared orc warriors who are tall and have scourged the Stormwind Kingdom.

And every time the tribe gathered hundreds of orc warriors to encircle and suppress these human squads, these "guerrillas" always collapsed at the touch of a button, and were "killed" by the orc warriors and fled in all directions.

Although because of the strong protection and healing power of those damn "Holy Light Mouses", the protection of Yahweh Holy Light, so that every encirclement and suppression of the orc masters actually couldn't kill a few weak humans who seemed to be running away in a hurry.

However, the inferior impression of these human beings who passively resisted and fled in battle has been deeply engraved in the hearts of every orc warrior who has participated in the encirclement and suppression.

Therefore, except for the very few shamans who felt a little uneasy about the remnants of the human race after the collapse of the Storm Kingdom and the ability to gather tens of thousands of troops, most of the orc warrior leaders who thought they were pure masters and only knew the toughness did not hesitate to pick up their weapons and attack the human army with their younger brothers.

Orc laborers and orc warriors, the military forces of nearly 7 tribes rushed out of the camp for a short time, and soon collided with the human crusaders.

Then, these orc warriors were surprised to find.

The once weak human warriors were on a par with them, and the noble and powerful orc warriors who were the backbone of their tribes.

No, even, even stronger than them!

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Lucole Koren was a devout believer in Yahweh, and after the Orc invasion, he and his family fled into the wilderness under the guidance of the priest, thanks to their trust in the Holy Light Cross Church of Yahweh.

But people like Lucole Coren are almost in the minority.

In the days following the Orc invasion, when the survivor camp he was in had just been established, Lucole Koren had seen too many examples of homes and relatives being destroyed by the nobles who had fled before they had fled, or by the armies of the orcs who had invaded.

But it's also because of seeing other people lose too much, too much remorse. Lucole Coren didn't want to lose his family, his friends.

For the sake of his future life, and for his future descendants to live in a peaceful environment, under the guidance of Yahweh's sacred faith, he bravely put on chain mail, held a shield in his left hand and a gun in his right, and attacked the orc warriors with thousands of human soldiers like him around him.

Looking down on the entire battlefield from the sky, Lucole Coren's human thousand-man team followed closely behind the knights led by Commander Andre to the left of the guard, illuminated by the blessed aura light under their feet, like a surging wave of platinum holy light, colliding with the dark green orc wave on the opposite side.

As a veteran soldier who has participated in "guerrilla warfare" many times, he has become a trainee high-level soldier through the "Holy Light Cross Church General Warrior Training Manual", and Mr. Lucole Coren, the lowest officer of the Holy Light Cross Legion, calmly loads the temporary war faith network through the Holy Gift Aura under his feet, and receives and transmits the orders of the Holy Warrior Thousand Commanders of the Thousand Men Team to which he belongs.

As the contact with the orcs got closer and closer, he received instructions from the commander in his mind, and in his mind he gave his ten-man squad an order to stop.

Not only the team he was in, but all the human legionnaires around him stopped in an instant as if they had pressed the pause button.

"My brothers, raise your shield!"

"Shields, warriors!"

"3 feet in front of your chest, raise your shield!"

Due to the limitations of normal human mental power before advancing to the full-rank profession, the junior officers of the Holy Light Cross Legion could not transmit complex commands of multiple words at a time like their Paladin Commanders, and could only transmit one-word commands once a minute through the temporary war faith network built by the Holy Gift's Aura.

For example, the word "stop" command that has just stopped the surrounding comrades-in-arms, but more complex orders, requires the lower-level officers to directly dictate the command.

As a result, the battlefield is now filled with the roars of the Ten Captains of the Holy Light Cross Legion.

Lucole Koren heard the voices of countless junior officers like him around him, and he also shouted loudly and unceremoniously.

"Kill those orcs! Brothers, raise your shields! ”

"Drink!"

The subordinates around him shouted in unison, and according to the Holy Light Infantry Drill Code, their right foot was slightly propped back, and they watched the trajectory of the oncoming hideous green skins swinging the battle axe, and at the same time raised the one-handed shield in their left hand.

Then, something happened that made all the orc warriors, and even the orcs in the camp who were watching this battle, change their complexion drastically.

"Bump!" "Bump!" "Bump!"

The piercing sound of collision was like the beat of a drum, and on this huge battlefield, whether it was a few short orc laborers joining forces to swing together, or those tall orc warriors, they were all wrapped in a layer of holy aura from under their feet, and the human warriors with a faint white and golden Yawei holy light were directly opened!

Except for the transcendent powerhouses who had already rushed out of the melee in advance, almost the entire battlefield paused for a few seconds because of this incredible scene.

That's right! A battle axe with arms thicker than a human thigh, and an orc warrior who blocked five people with all his might, was easily blocked by a normal human with a one-handed shield!

As is customary in past combat experience, in the face of a battle axe swung with full force by a true orc warrior, Lucole Coren, who had already made a fulcrum of force with his right foot back, tightened his shield.

"Bump!"

The power he felt on the shield was far less than the attacks he had ever touched from orc warriors in the past.

Could it be that I'm having a big hard labor?

Although there were still some doubts in his mind, Lucole Coren, as a veteran warrior, subconsciously swung the spear in his right hand forward like a python coming out of a hole.

"Poof!"

The orc warrior didn't expect that the strength and speed of the human warrior in front of him would be so great and fast, and he didn't have time to dodge at all, so he could only be directly and easily pierced through the chest by Lucole Koren's spear in an incredibly confused face, and the spear head directly pierced out of the leather armor behind him, bringing up a large amount of black-red orc blood.

Quickly pulled the spear from the corpse, the shield in his left hand protecting the body in this movement.

"Bump!" "Bump!"

Two more attacks from behind the hapless orc warrior bombarded Lucole Koren's shield.

"Humph!"

Although I don't know why I suddenly became much stronger, but after a short battle, Lucole Coren, who had a little confidence in his explosive strength, snorted, and unceremoniously slammed his shield against the attack, and the battle axes of the two orc warriors on the opposite side were directly pushed away by his strength, and then took advantage of this excellent flaw, the spear in his right hand quickly stabbed out, and once again freed the two dirty souls......

Although this battle, which has been reversed by strength and weakness, is only the beginning, it has already been booked to an end under the power of Yahweh.

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Andre rode his warhorse, charging in front of the human legion, his left hand holding the bright red Holy Light Cross Battle Banner high, so vivid in his boiling platinum judgment Holy Light.

This divine banner, which was given the authority of faith by the Messiah, regulates and gathers the faith power of Yahweh believers throughout the battlefield, half of which is transformed into countless Yahweh holy light and instilled in the bodies of all Yahweh priests in the legion, and the other half forms a mobile sanctuary that covers the entire battlefield and can increase the strength, speed, and spiritual protection of Yahweh believers.

"Huh!" "Huh!" "Huh!"

On Andre's right-hand cross sword, the thick sharp holy power condensed into a huge holy light battle blade of more than ten meters.

Each swing brought with it the howl of a gale and the lives of dozens of orc warriors who tried to surround it.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

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