Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Battle of the Orc Wilderness VI
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Orc Wilderness Battle VI Separate Actions and Re-Battle
After learning about the notification and inquiry about the sneak attack of the Orcs on the Ice Legion of the Arctic Kingdom, the garrison and high-level officials in the Scarlet Canyon did not pay much attention - the commander of the Ice Legion wanted to save face, and only told SΓΉ that the Scarlet Canyon said that he had suffered a lot of losses from the enemy at night, but the current battle situation was still stable!
After receiving this kind of news from the Ice Evil Legion, the Scarlet Canyon did not connect with the serious situation of 50% casualties among the middle and low-level combat forces, and even the powerhouses of the Sacred Domain who were sitting in the town were not lightly injured.
After all, since the eighth battle for the Scarlet Canyon, the human race has had an absolute advantage in the four battles for the Scarlet Canyon in hundreds of years, allowing the Orc Empire to drop countless corpses in front of the Scarlet Canyon but not an inch.
Since then, the humans relying on the Scarlet Canyon have occupied the absolute initiative, and there is basically no precedent for failure in the battle against the orc tribes in the orc wilderness, even if there are a few times because the Orc Empire has set traps on the sweeping troops in a targeted manner, they have not suffered a loss, and now the report of the Ice Nightmare Legion has only slightly surprised the upper echelons of the Scarlet Canyon.
However, after confirming that the other four-way clearance troops had encountered a large number of orc sniper troops, the higher-ups of the Scarlet Canyon paid a little attention to it, and ordered the other four-way clearance troops to start converging while preparing for reinforcements.
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When the sky was dark, in the dilapidated but rebuilt by the magician in the camp of the Ice Nightmare Legion, the commander of the Ice Nightmare Legion's clearing force was talking to the Sanctuary powerhouse who had recovered his complexion.
"Your Highness Belen, are those orcs so strong?" Looking at the Sacred Domain powerhouse opposite him, Marquis Sanglad Tren, the commander of the Ice Nightmare Legion's clean-up operation, asked very carefully.
Although Marquis Sangla Teren is also considered a noble in the Arctic Kingdom, his status as a Saint Domain powerhouse like Luther Belen, who was born in the top nobility of the Arctic Kingdom, is still much worse, not to mention that his question can be regarded as provoking the other party's unpleasant memories, so he can't help but think about it carefully and then speak.
But it's even worse if you don't ask clearly, although Marquis Sangla Tron pays attention to face, he is not an idiot, his military literacy is not bad, he understands how on the battlefield he is not even clear about the strength of the enemy, what serious consequences will be!
"Marquis of Tren, don't worry! Although the strength of those orcs yesterday was good, most of them obtained that kind of Cheng DΓΉ's strength with the help of external forces, so it is better to think about our next move than those."
Although he knew that Marquis Sangla Tron was in a battle situation, after listening to the other party's topic of provoking himself to be a shame yesterday (it is indeed a shame for a Sanctuary powerhouse to be injured by a non-Sanctuary powerhouse), he still had the idea of teaching the other party a hard lesson. However, Luther Belen is a master of the Sanctuary after all, and after taking a breath to calm down, he still opened his mouth to speak to the Marquis of Teron with a smile on his face.
"The magician and the air knight have just sent the information that they have detected, there are already more than 100,000 orc troops around us, and wolf cavalry and some monster knights have been found among them, and if you force a breakthrough, you will pay a lot of casualties."
Listening to Lutelle Belen's almost substantive-free answer and his not-so-good-looking expression, the Marquis of Sangla Tron, who knew that the question he had just asked had displeased the other party, said with a wry smile.
At most, there are 10,000 remaining personnel in the Ice-Evil Legion's clearance force, and there are about 30% of these wounded. It would not be difficult to break through with elite troops such as the Ice Nightmare Knights and Legion Mages, but it was unknown how many people could break through. And one thing is for sure, those seriously injured who have just hung a small life with a healing potion will definitely not be able to keep up with the group, and can only choose to give up. And it is difficult to say how much of a lightly wounded man will survive - this decision that has cost him so much is obviously difficult for the Marquis of Sanla Tron to make!
Of course, the Marquis of Sanla Tren also has his own thoughts, and now that the Ice Legion has paid so many casualties, it must be his own responsibility if the wolf bèi breaks through. And if he and the remnants of the clearance force can hold their ground for a day, reinforcements from the Scarlet Gorge will be able to arrive and win a victory.
In the face of this kind of choice question of being a scapegoat and at least being able to wash away his defeat, it is undoubtedly predictable what choice Marquis Sangla Trin will make - especially after learning about the situation of the orc troops on the other side from the mouth of Lutel Belen, a powerhouse in the Sanctuary Realm, Marquis Sanglas Teren has strengthened his confidence in holding the camp.
However, just as the Marquis of Sangla Tren was thinking about it, there was a large amount of noise outside the camp that had just dawned, and then a frightened shout made both the Marquis and the Sanctuary powerhouse stand up suddenly.
"The orc forces have attacked!!"
On the other side, on the outskirts of the ruined camp of the Ice Nightmare Legion, thousands of greenskinned orcs waved their rudimentary weapons in their hands, howling angrily and relaunching their assault on the human camp that had been put on guard.
"Whew! Whew!!"
"Whoosh-whoosh-"
"Zla-"
Under the extensive bloodlust (Note 1) of more than a dozen orc priests, these chaotic green-skinned orcs ignored the oncoming enchanted crossbow arrows and continued to attack the human camp that had been raised several meters to form a simple city wall without fear of death!
- The human auxiliaries who are shooting with the enchanted crossbow arrows in their hands and the military enchanted crossbow should be grateful for the poor combat quality of those green-skinned orcs and orc contractors last night, and even the important logistical materials such as magic crossbows and enchanted arrows carried by the Ice Nightmare Legion have not been able to destroy much, so now the surviving auxiliaries in the human race directly guest appear as crossbowmen, and use the enchanted crossbow arrows in their hands to warmly greet those green-skinned orcs!
Compared to those ordinary crossbows, the lethality of enchanted crossbow arrows and simple enchanted crossbows is not even daring to resist even the red bronze warriors and red bronze knights who are not wearing the heavy armor of the enchanted knights, and those green-skinned orc light infantry with a set of rough leather armor on their bodies at most have nothing to say, and they have been shot to the ground by the long-range weapons that have been continuously advanced by mankind for thousands of years!
Seeing this situation similar to the continuous death, the orc contractors watching from behind could not hold back, and the low-level priests and wizards began to give magic support to the second group of charging greenskin orcs after the first batch of green-skinned orcs were almost exhausted.
"Wind Blessing !!"
"Poison Bee Summons !!"
"Mist !!"
Some low-level auxiliary spells and attack spells were directly cast by orc contractor priests and wizards, and the green-skinned orcs who attacked in the second wave rushed towards the human camp with red eyes and howls under the blessing of a wide range of bloodthirsty spells.
At the same time, in the other two places (the camp is located on the edge of a small river, and only three sides can be attacked along the lì), the offensive with the same greenskins orcs as cannon fodder is directly launched!
The Ice Nightmare Legion, which was overwhelmingly inferior in numbers, temporarily retreated into the camp and began to defend with the help of the legion mage and the magic crossbow and magic longbow they carried.
However, when the Ice Nightmare Legion was fighting, the Hurricane Legion Clearance Force, which was closest to the Ice Nightmare Legion, also faced a battle!
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About 400 kilometers away from the Ice Legion in the wilderness, the Hurricane Legion's clearance force was facing off against an orc containment force sent by a tribal alliance.
"Have all those orc captives been dealt with? Very good, let the troops of the palace follow me immediately!"
"The Hurricane Knights and the Trainee Knights are all ready for battle!"
"Legion mages are ready!"
"The reconnaissance spell determined that there were only 50,000 green-skinned orcs in front of us, about 3,000 wolf cavalry and hundreds of orc monster knights, and no more orc troops were found!"
In a makeshift fortress surrounded by a carriage that served as a temporary headquarters, Count Connors Sala, the commander of the Hurricane Legion's clearance force this time, listened to the various reports, and a smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"It seems that these orcs are a rabble after all, and that guy is really incompetent."
Looking at the location of the besieged remnants of the Ice Legion hundreds of kilometers away on his map, Count Connors Sara couldn't help but muttered to himself.
Connors Sara is not a contractor, and of course he will not understand the growth of the strength of humans and orcs after becoming contractors, and directly estimate based on his previous evaluation attitude towards orcs. However, the only thing that made him feel strange was that it stands to reason that there should be a Sacred Domain powerhouse in the clearing force of the Ice Nightmare Legion that attacked, so how could the clearing force of the Ice Nightmare Legion fall into that kind of stubborn situation? Could it be one of them
"Count Sarah, don't underestimate the other party! There's probably something going on on the orc's side that we don't know about!"
When Connors Sara was a little strange, a slightly old voice echoed in his ear, causing Connors Sarah, who was thinking about what was going on on the side of the Ice Nightmare Legion, to look up in the direction of the familiar voice.
"His Royal Highness Rona ?!!" Seeing the old figure that suddenly appeared in the command headquarters, Connors Sara shouted in surprise.
Rona Trove! A Wind Sanctuary mage in charge of the Hurricane Legion! With this identity, even if the white-bearded old man enters and exits the palace of the Talan Kingdom, it is not a trivial matter, and suddenly running into the headquarters is a complete matter.
"Count Sara, I'll go to the Legion Mage to help you and defeat those orcs on the other side!"
Rhona Trove nodded, and then disappeared straight into the command, leaving only a word.
(Note 1: The main reduction of the single utility has transformed the Bloodthirsty Spell into a low-threshold group support spell, and the caster is equivalent to a state of mental excitement and can maintain it for two hours!) (To be continued......)