It didn't take long for the newborn Pegasus to hover above the entire position.

The morale, which was already quite high, suddenly rose again. The soldiers held their weapons aloft in obsessively salute the Pegasus knights who soared through the sky.

With the Pegasus Knight, facing giants is no longer a one-sided beating.

The current Pegasus Knights may not be skilled enough, but soon, they will become a formidable force for their enemies.

Lilith smiled from ear to ear.

She performed miracles and received her due reward, and she could clearly feel that she had more believers. That's the power of faith!

Martin bowed deeply to the Red Knight: "Thank you for your generosity. Your tolerance is comparable to the vast sky. ”

Lilith is her own dedicated goddess, and Martin didn't plan to let her dig the Red Knight's believers' basic plate, since the Red Knight is so generous to let it out, Martin, who is a man, naturally wants to help with a sycophant.

Anyway, you don't want money.

"If all the believers in the Order were dead, there would be no place for us new gods in this world. Bakaria was originally Lilith's, and I was nothing more than an inheritor. ”

"Well, after this battle first, if you have the chance, you'd better divide each other's priesthoods. Martin said.

After all, the teachings of the two goddesses are quite similar, and if it is not a family relationship, this is actually very taboo.

I didn't expect the generosity of the red knight to be beyond expectations.

"It's okay, even if I keep only the knightly priesthood. There's nothing between me and Lilith that I can't share. Let's do it first, I'm eager to see you do well on the battlefield. As for the avatar and oracle of Geush, leave it to me and the Green Knight. After saying that, the red knight stroked her bright red hair, neatly and neatly, turned around and left.

"Ugh. The Red Knight was so crisp that Martin felt like he was a villain, and owed her a lot.

It's a pity that Martin doesn't have time to pay attention to this, he doesn't force every ally to be like his own woman, let himself be as he likes, don't make trouble, don't pig teammates, thank God.

This was a rather primitive era, where the front-line command relied on roaring, and the rear command relied on running.

Originally, Martin also thought that Lilith's magic transmission could make it easier for him, but it turned out that he thought too much.

There is a special kind of blood mist in Geush, and without the corresponding magic art, everyone will be covered in a blood mist, unable to hear or see, which becomes a typical chaotic war.

In terms of individual combat power, the orcs are quite advantageous.

The Red Knight has a kind of fighting spirit that can withstand the blood mist of Geush, but unfortunately the transmission on the battlefield is gone.

A battle of 100,000 people is quite time-consuming and laborious. It took almost an hour just to unfold the formation.

It was now past one o'clock in the afternoon, and Martin knew that the battle had to end before nightfall, otherwise humanity would lose even more when it entered the night battle.

"aaaagh!" the orc and goblin shamans roared again.

Hearing this strange roar, a group of orcs and goblins were like fighting chicken blood, thief spirit. They yelled and clashed their weapons into each other.

Martin placed the strongest of the Kingdom's infantry regiments in the center of the front line, with newly formed pikemen on both flanks to prevent the opposing wolf cavalry and boar cavalry from attacking by surprise attacks.

The middle formation was an intermediate force composed of horsemen on foot who had lost their horses and their retainers. Between the front and center formations, there were archers. And Bakaria's cavalry units were placed in the rear.

Although the formation is relatively conservative, considering that these are soldiers who have experienced real battles, as long as they do not collapse, or go back, they are the spark of inheritance.

As long as the veteran is not a ruffian, the fastest way to train the army is to use the old to lead the new.

Martin is confident that he will be able to pull out an army of a million in Bakaria by giving him a few months.

Since we are facing the danger of extermination, we don't care about reckless militarism, and if we can survive, we can think about future economic development or something.

"Woo-woo-" the orc's horn whistled.

"Knock, knock!knock!" the drumbeat of human beings resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Different races, different beliefs, different philosophies, doomed to have only one winner.

There were no heroic declarations, no senseless verbal battles, and the orcs attacked almost as soon as they were in position.

Brutal orcs, still terrifying.

This time, it was clear that they were still facing the same enemies. These humans, who were once defeated by their subordinates, no longer tremble at the sight of their burly bodies and huge weapons, let alone flee backwards after the slightest resistance, allowing them to chase and slaughter them from behind.

They may fly with the power of their mallets, and they are also well-made, and spears from the southern city-states pierce the green bodies of the orcs.

One human fell screaming, and soon someone else screamed to fill in his comrade's place.

The human battle has become extremely resilient.

"Charge, let my cavalry rush me!" a large orc general grabbed the breastplate of the herald beside him.

He is more than three meters tall, and his ugly face alone is the size of a human washbasin. The trapezoidal green face is full of potholes. He had a small forehead, a wide chin, and a mouth full of rotten teeth, and the mere smell of his mouth made the herald want to die.

He was wearing a fat armor made of large steel plates, and the crotch armor around his waist looked like a withered sheep's head, but it was actually the head of a demon.

The back is a flag, which is actually made of the dragon claws and one wing of the bipedal wyvern.

Being grabbed by his own boss, the herald was also in pain, so he could only hold his breath and say: "Understood, Az Khan* Slaughterer Overseer!"

Heavily armored orcs rode out on a round and massive boar.

If in the past, the Bakarians basically couldn't use this kind of tank-like shock cavalry.

A weak bow and arrow can't shoot through the armor of the orc cavalry, and using the cavalry to hedge is to deliver food, and when the pikemen encounter this kind of monster cavalry, they will basically be knocked away by at least four rows of spearmen in a single shot. Basically, it was only human life that could be used to stagnate the impact of the boar cavalry.

With the miracle of the goddess of the lake, everything is different.

Hundreds of Pegasus knights soared into the air, carrying the knights with their graceful wings, and swooped down from the sky. Draw bloody arcs close to the ground.

For the knights who are skilled in horsemanship, not only will they not fall off their flying horses, but they will also be able to see the moment when the two sides meet, and with a longer riding spear, they will hit the boar knight's head or breastplate with a single shot.

The powerful impact caused the special cavalry lance to explode from the front of the gauntlet, while the impact on the other side was absorbed by the orc cavalry.

The lucky orc screamed and died on the spot. The unfortunate ones will fall to the ground and be trampled alive by the boar, which comes up from behind and weighs more than a ton.