"Commander-in-Chief, let me fight!" Srian could no longer stand the orc's provocation.

"Sriyan, if you can't beat that orc leader, you'll die!" Yi Tian didn't expect Srian to take the initiative to fight.

"My lord, you underestimate me, do you know why I will be promoted several levels in a year? The main thing is not my strategy, but my martial arts, His Majesty the King has taken a fancy to my martial arts and strategy, so he will make an exception to promote me several levels in just one year. Srian said calmly.

"What!" Yi Tian never dreamed that his legend would be the reason.

"My lord, I am not in a position to say much now, and I will tell you all about me when I return from victory. ”

"Cheer me on!" Yi Tian suddenly commanded loudly!

The sudden order invigorated the entire battlefield, whether it was the enemy or our side, it was a crazy order.

You must know that looking at the entire continent, there are only a few imperial super troops other than the church who dare to fight a one-on-one battle with the orc army, even if the church is not fully prepared, it will not rush out of the army, and if the average country does not have several times the orc army, it will not be able to fight at all, let alone go head-to-head. However, Yi Tian agreed to one-on-one, and dared to send a mixed army that had just been formed to participate in the competition, which was unimaginable.

With the sound of drums, the confidence of the soldiers in the city and under the city finally returned, and the shouts and cheers of hundreds of thousands of soldiers resounded in the sky wave after wave.

At this time, under the watchful eye, the protagonist of this game, Sriyan, came out with the five thousand elites carefully selected by Yi Tian.

However, his outfit surprised all the Mosburg soldiers, and Srian was dressed in a light yellow half-length steel armor, which had obviously been carefully wiped by Srian, and each piece of armor was extremely neat and shining. Under the armor was a sky-blue undershirt, and the texture was made of gastrodia. Behind Srian was a lilac longbow, a knight's sword hung diagonally from the horse, a crimson gauntlet made of mahogany clad copper, twine on the hilt of the sword was unusually neatly wound, and a ruby was set at the end.

Is this still Sriyan? Yi Tian asked countless times in his heart and still didn't have an answer, it seems that he has to wait for him to come back and make it clear to himself, but will he still have the life to come back?

Soon, they formed a formation outside the city, and the five thousand and a half orcs on the opposite side were already in full array. Although they are orcs, the neat formation of these five and a half orc infantry shows that they do not understand formation at all, as the outside legend says, but seem to be able to skillfully use this in war.

Seeing this, Yi Tian's eyes showed a deep look of worry. As one of the most powerful races in the Forest of Warcraft, after hundreds of years of brutal battles, the orcs have long understood the huge role that formations can play in battle. This is also the reason why the church has been able to live in peace with the orcs all these years, otherwise it would have been killed in the Forest of Warcraft, after all, the rich mineral deposits there are urgently needed by the church.

As soon as the orc formation was set, Srian took the initiative to charge, and Srian knew that at this time, any action that defied his opponent would greatly boost morale, and once he showed a hint of timidity, then he would lose the battle.

It was clear that Srian's actions had affected everyone in the fort, and their shouts had become even more fervent.

Not to be outdone, the orcs who had been robbed of the initiative by Srian immediately launched a charge! The two troops soon officially clashed on the plain!

This battle was the first formal and fair confrontation between the human army and the orc army, and it was not only a matter of life and death for the kingdom of Granton, but also a powerful attack on the notion that humans had never defeated orcs in a one-on-one battle in a hundred years. At this time, the Granton soldiers were all standing in the city cheering and praying for the five thousand warriors of their country, and on the orc side, the arrogant royal guards just now also put away the disdain in their eyes and began to pay attention to this battle that was about to go down in history!

After a brief period of acceleration, the two forces quickly approached a distance of only three hundred meters. At this time, the commander on the orc's side gave the order to attack from a distance. When the five and a half orcs heard the order, they immediately threw out the wooden javelin that had been stored in their hands for a long time, this javelin was made of a special kind of tree in the Monster Forest, which was not only extremely hard, but also inherently poisonous, which could paralyze the poisoned person's whole body to death, and in the absence of treatment or effective medicine, it would die within an hour, with a fatality rate of almost 100%.

Moreover, the javelins they made were inches thick, about two meters long, and each orc had five sticks stuck behind them, which could not only be thrown, but also used as sharp weapons in hand-to-hand combat.

At the same time, our commander Srian saw through the opponent's trick in time, and divided the 5,000 elites into 250 groups in groups of 20 people, and scattered the attacks under the leadership of each group of one golden warrior or a soldier close to the strength of the golden warrior. This greatly reduced the hit rate of the wooden spear, after all, these five thousand elites were selected from the entire army, and there were no less than dozens of gold warriors alone, not to mention the number of silver warriors. Moreover, a group of twenty people can not only ensure that the number of silver warriors in a group can be relatively equal, but also the mobility can be greatly increased, so that they can approach the orcs more quickly, in order to seek opportunities for hand-to-hand combat.

Three hundred meters is the best range for the half-orc's long-range attack, so after launching the first wave of attack, the half-orc quickly launched the second and third wave of attack, relying on inertia, 15,000 javelins cut a very terrifying spear rain in mid-air, even if our knights are so agile they can't get rid of so many wooden spears! Therefore, after these three waves of attacks, dozens of groups of knights in front of us were taken care of and almost lost, and if the dozens of groups in the rear had not been blocked by people in front of them for most of the attacks, it was estimated that they would have been able to kill our five thousand knights in one instant.

It was a blessing in disguise, but the loss of a small half of the five thousand knights, and the other half being seriously wounded, immediately turned against us. The casualties of our 5,000 knights in this single photo were close to 3,000, which can startle the soldiers watching the battle on the city tower, how can this battle be fought! There are still two wooden spears with a total of 10,000 that have not been thrown, and our 5,000 knights have been directly reduced by 60%, and if this continues, we will lose!

However, Srian was not discouraged, but ordered the remaining more than 2,000 knights to take out the bows and arrows behind them, some with a bow and two arrows, and some with a bow and three arrows aimed at the orc, and in an instant, the arrows flying all over the sky formed an impenetrable rain of arrows and tilted down towards the place where the orcs were.

However, the orcs were not in a hurry, in their consciousness, no matter how many human arrows they had, they had an extremely rough and thick skin! Even if they were asked to cut them, they would be powerless, so the orc troops began to slowly move forward.

Ignoring the advancing orc troops, Srian continued to order his troops to shoot the arrows in their quivers as quickly as possible, and then retreat in groups.

"Ahhhh

"Look! it's an orc, it's the voice of an orc!" a sharp-eyed sentry spotted the situation on the battlefield.

At this time, the five thousand and a half orcs on the battlefield looked at the sharp arrows passing through their chests in disbelief, and they fell unwillingly on the battlefield. We were unscathed, but they were shocked by the result, and they shot the orcs to death, which is a fantasy in normal times!

In just an instant, five thousand and a half orcs were lost, and only a few hundred survived with their strong fighting spirit, but they were still scarred, and if they were not treated, it was estimated that they would not last long.

However, although the other party's five and a half orcs were all wiped out, their leader Moda miraculously survived, not because of anything else, but because he was the commander, so he was in the end and his personal strength was also outstanding, so he survived by luck, but he was also seriously injured.

"You've lost!" said Srian calmly.

"Not necessarily!" said Moda who was unappreciative and charged at Srian with a wooden spear.

"Look for death!" Srian roared, drawing his sword, and jumping off the horse.

At this time, the knight's sword in his hand had been shrouded in fighting qi and glowed with a slight white light, and at the same time, a milky white fighting qi blade struck at Mo Da obliquely.

Seeing that Si Rui'an's Fighting Qi Blade didn't dare to slack off, the wooden spear in his hand also struggled to draw two blood-red Fighting Qi Blades.

Almost at the same time, the two Douqi blades touched together and produced a violent explosion, and the huge shock wave shook the soldiers around the two people more than ten meters away! But the two people did not move at all, and they both roared angrily and rushed forward again to fight fiercely together!

And the remaining two sides did not watch blankly, and also fought fiercely.

In close combat, both sides invariably stopped their long-range attack methods and chose the most bloody way of fighting. Hand-to-hand combat is a half-orc specialty, and in the case of a few hundred against two thousand, they are still not at a disadvantage, but have a tendency to become more and more courageous, they can easily cut off the legs of horses, drive our knights' weapons far away, and then calmly stab wooden spears into their chests!

However, this was only a few minutes of contact, and after a hand-to-hand encounter, the knights quickly came up with a solution. So the advantage of the human knight's speed began to manifest. They are not in a hurry to fight with the orcs, but keep a distance from the orcs to fight a guerrilla war, saying that they will give the orcs if they don't pay attention, although the arrows have been used up, but their knight guns are not dull, after all, Granton, the country of mineral deposits, is not called in vain, every knight gun is a fine product that has been tempered thousands of times.

On the other hand, the half-orcs are much poorer, and there is only an ordinary animal skin on their bodies, which is basically the same as nakedness, if it weren't for the fact that these half-orcs are all masters of fighting spirit, they would have been killed all the time, but now the situation is similar, those half-orcs have been seriously injured after the baptism of the rain of arrows just now, plus the current more and less, their fighting spirit is almost consumed, so on the scene, Granton's knights have an advantage, although they can't kill the orcs with one shot, but they can kill one soon。

In this way, more than 2,000 people and hundreds of half-orcs started a desperate fight, which lasted for an hour before the Granton knights won the victory, but their own losses were also heavy, only more than 500 people survived and all of them were wounded, which also shows the strength of the half-orcs.

At this time, the battle between Srian and Moda also entered the white heat.

When the weapons of the two men exchanged fire again, they were tired and could not withstand the huge recoil force, and they all retreated and gasped.

"You're strong!, can I know your name?" said Moda gasped.

"Thank you, you're not bad, my name is Sriyan!" replied Sriyan!

"Moda!" Moda said in a loud voice: "I am the top warrior of the half-orc clan, for the honor of the half-orc warrior, and for the trust of His Royal Highness the Third Prince, I will definitely defeat you!"

"Come on!" said Srian, "I will do my best to defeat you, for the sake of the home I need to protect!"

"Look at the move!" Moda was out of the way this time, his whole body pounced, the scarlet fighting aura completely covered his green skin, and the wooden spear was also drawn by him into countless blood-red spear shadows, combining the entire body to form a huge red spear that pierced Sriyan's chest fiercely.

"It's now, Sword of Shadows!" Srian roared, and the fighting spirit in the knight's sword was completely released, turning into a black phantom several meters long and slashing at the spear!

The fighting spirits intersected, and a loud bang erupted again, and then both of them were drowned in the dust. When the dust cleared, the two of them were standing a few meters apart! Moda had half a knight's sword stuck in front of his chest, and the wooden spear was still in Modah's hand, but it had been halved.

"I'm not convinced!" Moda muttered, and fell straight to the ground, and his chest was now a blur of flesh and blood, and a large amount of blood poured out of his chest, staining his entire body red.

"This is the consequence of you orcs hiding in the Beast Forest for hundreds of years! Srian said with a smile as he pulled out the knight's sword that had sunk into Modah's chest.

At this time, the soldiers in Mosburg reacted and understood that it was Srian who killed the orc leader, and the two million Granton troops watching the battle in the city were completely boiling, cheers and screams resounded through the clouds, and Srian and the remaining hundreds of people were also greeted as heroes.

Although the results of this battle were not very large, and it was a tragic victory, the soldiers who could come back were less than one-tenth of the original, and all of them were seriously injured, but the victory of this war was enough to write into the annals of history. Its significance is not in the number of enemies killed, but in the fact that Srian and the 5,000 warriors he led proved to all mankind with their blood and lives that orcs are not invincible! Even in adverse situations, even if it is one-on-one, humans can still defeat orcs!

As soon as Yi Tian saw that he was victorious, he was immediately satisfied, "May I ask if His Royal Highness the Third Prince is trustworthy!"

"We orcs have always valued promises, unlike you humans who are cunning and treacherous. ”

"This is the best, then can you withdraw from the army!" Although Yi Tian had a smile on his face, he scolded the third prince several times in his heart, and if he lost, he would still curse people, if they were not numerous, it is estimated that Yi Tian would have waved his troops to kill them.

"Haha! The commander-in-chief said this very interestingly, we have worked hard to come here and have not gained anything, do you think I will withdraw my troops so easily? But to show my respect for you warriors, we can withdraw our troops for the time being. Commander, what do you think?"

"Since His Royal Highness the Third Prince said that I have no different opinions, let's fight again in the future!" After saying that, Yi Tian turned his head and went down the tower, for fear that the third prince would regret it, at least this ending was already perfect, and Yi Tian didn't dare to ask for anything more.

"Three Princes, are we really going to withdraw, now is a good opportunity!" said a Minotaur Wise Whisper.

"The retreat is only temporary, and tomorrow I have to make this Yitian suffer a little!"

"Pass the order: the whole army retreats!" the Third Prince whispered to one of the Man-Eater sentinels beside him.

"Yes!" the devouring sentry ordered.

"Whole, Army, Retreat, Retreat !!!"