Chapter 290: Turning the Tide
On the battlefield, height is often the distance of attack, and this thing can be the dividing line between life and death in minutes.
If the Holy Grail Knights, who wielded the Golden Holy Flame Weapon with the blessing of the Red Knight, could still deal with trolls two or three stories high, then for giants who were often ten or eight stories tall, it was completely useless.
At first, the Knight of the Holy Grail used his skillful horse control skills to try to cut the giant's leg in a circle, hoping to cut the giant's hamstring and make it fall.
Unfortunately, this is very difficult to do.
Regardless of the fact that the orcs tied the thick bark of the giant as leg armor, the thick skin of the giant itself alone made people despair, it was a tough thick skin that was half a meter thick and ten times stronger than a car tire.
The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, and there is basically no opportunity to attack the same point repeatedly.
The agility of the giants was greatly enhanced by the orc shaman and the goblin wizard after dancing the god-like "Whoa
Not to mention the 20-meter-long trunk of a spruce hardwood, which is used as a mace, like a windmill in the hands of giants.
At best, the average knight has a chance to rush up and make a blow, and then it's over.
No matter how hard the knights struggled, they couldn't reach the giant's knees.
If it's a fully armed Rick Empire, it's the musketeer and the breech cannon that bombard him together. But this is Bakaria β the land of knights. The most unfortunate thing is that Bakaria lacks the core air force Pegasus Knight.
Traditionally weak ranged units, they simply cannot pose a threat to the giants. Those large trebuchets were so low in accuracy that they made the soldiers desperate.
Giants are not the ones who can't fight back, and agile enough giants can not only dodge boulders, but can even grab flying rocks in mid-air and throw them back to smash the trebuchet to pieces.
This is the main reason why it is one-sided on the battlefield.
However, here comes Martin.
Before he knew it, he had become the savior who carried the hopes of all the Bakarias.
"If only His Excellency Martin Lorraine were there. β
"That giant killer Martin Lorraine!"
"That's right!"
"Where is our great hero of Bakaria now?" someone asked with a cry of resentment and unwillingness.
"He has an even more important mission, to go to the Bloody Championship to save our former patron saint, Lilith, the goddess of the lake!"
"But we're all dead, so is there any value in guarding it?"
It's a dilemma, it's a doubt, it's a despair.
At this moment, there was a burst of golden light in the sky, and Martin came out in a shining light.
Countless golden threads fell from the sky, cutting into the back of the neck where the giants were most weakly guarded.
The golden light flashed, and almost all the giants who were hit in the back of the neck were stunned to find that their bodies were numb, and the whole person lost all strength and fell down.
Since it is a humanoid creature, it has the inevitable weakness of a humanoid creature.
The war drove the giants of Kaos to evolve thick skin on their feet and hands, as these locations often collided. Fatal places such as the heart, eyes, throat, and thigh bifurcations have also evolved differently.
For example, the well-developed pectoral muscles can clamp the piercing spikes, the eyes have a thick eye mask, the throat has a thick skin, and even the thigh bifurcation can be retracted.
It's a pity they didn't know that the traverser knew something called a 'three-dimensional motorized device'. Protecting the back of the neck is also neglected.
Not only does that location have the giant's spine, but if it is cut off, it can immediately cut off the connection between the giant's brain and body. Because of evolution, the giant secretly moved his carotid artery and jugular vein back closer to the cervical vertebrae.
As a result, this Achilles' heel became nowhere to hide under the weakness of Martin's [Giant Killer] ability to see through it.
"Poof!poof!poof!poof!" The axe shot through the lightning, dealing relatively limited damage.
Limited damage, creating almost infinite results.
On the battlefield, more than twenty giants hung up in one face. The blood on their necks and their collapsed bodies quickly alarmed all the soldiers on both sides of the battlefield.
Vimana haughtily reduced his speed and cruised around the hill at a speed of less than twenty kilometers. It's as if a great emperor is patrolling his territory, constantly slaying any massive monster that dares to break into his field of vision.
Giants, trolls, and big spiders the size of a house, as long as they are seen by Martin, are a dead word.
"Patronus is above! It's Lord Martin Lorraine!"
"Oh my God!
"Long live the Giant Slayerβ"
"Oooo
Seeing the Scarlet Bonus Sword Battle Banner fluttering in the wind on the stern of Vimona's ship, the morale of Bakaria's soldiers suddenly skyrocketed.
On the other hand, after recognizing Martin's battle flag, the orc side was immediately affected by Martin's [Orc Buster] trait.
"Ahhh
"It's over! It's over! We're dead. β
"The giants are dead, we can't be his opponents!"
No matter how the orc shamans screamed "aaaagh!" tens of thousands of orcs fled in a panic as if they had lost their minds.
The army of the Bakaria Kingdom was stunned for a moment, and only then did they come to their senses under the shouts of the various regiment commanders and officers, and began to launch a counter-charge. Wielding swords and spears, they stabbed and split the foolish orcs who dared to turn their backs at them.
The situation reversed, and the army, which was good a moment ago, mainly orcs, collapsed.
"What?"
Everything happened so fast that even the incarnations of the orc god Geush and the knight god Red Knight, who faced each other on the battlefield, did not wake up at the first time.
Everywhere is the collapse of the orcs, everywhere is the pursuit of the humans to the north.
Orcs may be faster than humans, but they are never faster than four-legged horses.
In positional warfare, Bakaria's cavalry regiment was meaningless, and even knights who were confident in their martial arts dismounted and joined the battle line as foot knights. But in this kind of pursuit battle, Bakaria's knights and cavalry can play the greatest role.
"Kill!"
"Avenge Your Majesty!"
The die is cast!
But Martin had no intention of chasing the orcs, and he drove Vimona in the direction of the king's flag on the hill that was lowered at half-mast.
At the top of the hill, Martin saw General Carlos, who was supposed to be in his forties, who looked like an old man in his sixties.
Under his leadership, Martin saw King Keane. On the shelf in front of the king's bed, the ornate breastplate was inlaid with agate and ruby sapphires. The heavy armor of the dwarven hand was carved like a work of art, but there was a large jagged gap at the right waist.
The king lay on a white marching bed, almost deprived of all life and breath.
"Boy, you're here. β