The once morale-like orcs scurried around the narrow area like blind flies.

The scene was ridiculous, with the still formed infantry line of humans to the east and the blazing fire belt to the west. If they want to run, there is no way to run.

They panicked and were confused.

Even the human soldiers who had regrouped their front and began to approach step by step did not care.

There was only one realization in their minds: fighting someone like Martin was stupid in itself, and I couldn't defeat him.

Opportunity!

If he didn't even see that, Kuden would be a commander in vain.

He immediately seemed to return to that enthusiastic youth, and although he was now the commander of the front, he was forbidden by Martin to lead the charge, but he still screamed like a knight about to charge at the enemy position: "Rush over! Rush over! Regardless of formation! Charge in a squad of five! When the greenskins come to their senses, it will cost us ten times as many lives to pick them up." ”

In fact, he was right.

It often takes five elite soldiers in small formations to barely compete with a single black orc. Now that they were rushing forward, as long as the sword and shield soldiers could withstand the black orc's indiscriminate counterattack, the three pikemen who followed could easily find the black orc's flaws and plunge their spears into the cracks in the armor of the slow and messy black orc.

"Oh my God! We killed the Black Orcs!"

"Hell, this guy is so strong, I stabbed him three times in the heart and he didn't die!"

The Bakaria soldiers were surprised to collect their heads.

Below the two wings of the plateau, two armies of cavalry stood quietly a moment ago. They were the cavalry units of the Golden Horse and Golden Eagle Knights.

When they first heard about this plan, almost every knight with a brain thought it was nonsense. Because according to the plan, they first had to slowly climb the slope at an angle of 30 degrees to the ground, at least a kilometer long. Once they set foot on the plateau, they form a frontal array and launch a final assault on the scattered orcs.

The cavalry in the climb is simply a live target, as long as two teams of infantry are placed, all the cavalry must rest.

Will the enemy give them so much time to form a team?

It's a joke on the lives of the knights!

But Martin said lightly: "I will create that opportunity." If the Bloodlettes are captured before then, evacuate quickly, and do not make unnecessary sacrifices. Filling the knights of the kingdom with such a as attacking the hillside will make me feel uneasy even if I die. ”

The commotion above, the knights heard it.

Soon, they saw their own regimental commander from the large hanging basket lowered from the cliff on the side of the fortress, or rather from the elevator.

"General Jaeger. ”

"General Fargodi. ”

The knights who took the lead gathered around.

"Prepare to attack!"

The orders of the two generals stunned them.

The orc strikers were almost wiped out, and even Ggyint was burned by the Earl of Lorraine. If we don't go up, we won't even be able to catch the boar knight's pigskin. Trist laughed and shouted, "The whole army is attacking, and the target is the remaining Chinese army of the orcs." ”

"Oooo

On the plateau, the forward of the orcs fell into a state of annihilation. The only one who is still resisting is the giant.

"Whew!whew—" The giant let out a muffled roar, wielding the great stick of the long trunk as it sprinted into the crowd, striking again and again in vain.

Heaven blessed the giant with a huge physique, but also deprived him of agility.

If it was against two armies, the existence of the giant was undoubtedly a bug, and no mortal could fight against his earth-shattering power with his physical body.

He can easily throw any front into pieces.

But turning the confrontation into guerrilla warfare is another matter.

Assis was the first to attack. He also knew that his arrows would not be able to deal a fatal blow to a giant whose skin was as thick as a wall. His arrows could not even penetrate the giant's eyes, because the corneas of the giant's eyes were so thick that when he shot them, the arrows dangled to the corneas. In the end, the giant thought it was blocking his vision, so he casually erased it.

What Assis did was to unload all the giants' armaments like a cow.

"Bang!boom!"

If it's a hundred steps through Yang, it's just a note that doesn't move.

But Asis is a hundred steps to wear 'Young'!

Arrows of this level, no matter how violent the giant's movements, can swing through the wind and break the hemp ropes that are used as a fixture.

"Wow!"

"Knock knock!"

Often, after an arrow, a large string of tree trunks tied up as armour fell down. Either that's a big chunk of boar skin.

Martin, Garr, and Sylvie stood in the distance, quietly watching Assis play [Armor Breaker] against the giant.

The giant was furious, instinctively feeling threatened, and anxious to calm his anger with a killing. It's a pity that he couldn't find an enemy.

The human soldiers around him had already slipped around under Martin's command. The only ones left were the ballistas that could not be taken away.

The giant rushed over, smashing one ballista cart after another in two strokes, and it hurt Martin to see it.

Ballista sieges were also quite effective. At the very least, a three-meter-long crossbow bolt can easily penetrate the giant's skin and cause damage to the giant.

Unfortunately, unless it is a critical shot, a ballista that is not very accurate will often get stuck in the giant's muscles after shooting through the skin, and cannot move an inch.

"That's it. Let the soldiers pull their ballistas far as they can!" Martin waved his hand, and the last of the human troops around him withdrew in a tidal wave.

In this world, it is the stage of three humans and one giant.

A spearman armed with a spear as red as blood, a female knight as beautiful as a silver angel, and a young man with a red in gold and an unusually bright eye.

With a mocking look on his face, Martin hooked his right index finger at the giant, sending a message that could be easily understood across races - come and die!

The giants are furious!

"Roar—" It was an earth-shattering roar.

The earth trembled humbly, and the blood-and-waste battlefield roared beneath the massive soles of its feet.

If Martin was still the simple traverser, he would probably be frightened by the scene in front of him and would not dare to move at all.

However, everything is different.

has experienced life and death, played the burning of Lorraine Castle, survived the death match, and even Jingguan, something that he once thought he would never do in his life, was easily done.

Martin himself still felt an inexplicable excitement!

"Sure enough, I've changed! I'm completely blending into this chaotic and wonderful world!" a smile tucked into Martin's mouth, and he drew his sword!