The three trolls fell screaming.

Martin, who saw this scene from behind, frowned.

Karna can sell him a ballista, but it is impossible to support the Rick Field Engineer and the Ballista Artillery who gives him the real card.

All the ballista artillery was trained by Martin himself.

Of the 30 ballistas, only 8 shots were hit, which is really bad.

The troll at the front had five ballistas in his body, the one in the back was shot in the heart and stomach, and the other was even more exaggerated, and he was hit with one, but unfortunately it was a headshot.

I don't know where the rest flew.

Martin couldn't help but complain about Baccaria's rotten national situation that has never been known for its long-range strike force.

That's right, those who have the ability to survive in close combat are all heroes who survive one in a hundred.

Then don't look at the shocking elimination rate, if it weren't for the fact that Bakaria is still quite populous, this style of play would have destroyed the country in a few battles.

Ballistas are also quite slow to reload.

You must first use a rudder-like turntable to pull the strings made of the tendons of the monster back to the end, then put the ballista, and finally aim and fire!

A group of very skilled ballista gunners can take 2 or 3 minutes to complete a shot, to say the least.

What's more, the ballistae in Lorrainburg are all half-budding.

The trolls were getting closer.

Moments before the trolls charged, the ballista unit completed a second salvo.

This round of capture is a four-headed troll.

But the remaining five trolls finally rushed in front of the tortoiseshell car.

It's a tortoiseshell car for orcs, and it's not like that at all in front of trolls.

The huge wooden sticks made of tree trunks swung hard, and the spears that looked like hedgehogs were broken one after another.

Trolls with a lot of arrows and spears stuck in their bodies are mostly provoked to be ferocious.

"Roar!" it was a frenzied howl of intense pain.

The troll slammed it directly into his shoulder.

The huge size of the two-story building erupted with terrifying brute force measured in 'tons'.

Not to mention that the two-ton tortoiseshell cart was directly overturned, and the ten pikemen hidden inside were all shocked.

And that's not all, the troll raised his big wooden stick high and slammed it down with one stick after another. More than a dozen sticks fell, and except for the first two fighters who escaped through the small roof door, everyone else was smashed into biscuits along with the tortoiseshell car.

The bright red and the bent iron sheets and the slag of wood were all mixed together.

There were trolls who took the lead in breaking through the car formation, and of course the orcs behind rushed up.

This time standing in front was a phalanx of human sword, shield, and pikemen.

This time, the orcs all seemed to see the hope of victory, and let out a loud cry.

A centurion raised the huge iron axe in his hand and roared with all his might: "Rush over, orc warriors, let those weak humans taste the power of orcs!"

In addition to the trolls, the seven-story giant also broke through the human front.

When the even more exaggerated giant mutant mace was swept by the giant from the bottom to the top, the two-ton tortoiseshell chariot flew out like a high-flying ball.

The empty chariot directly scattered in the air and exploded.

The large pieces of iron, the coarse slag of wood that broke in many places, and the wild boar's skin, all of which were like butterflies scattered in a rainstorm, were completely burst.

The orc commander who was following the giant suddenly thought maliciously that it would be nice if there were rows of human infantry where the chariot landed.

This time you can definitely plow a bloody road.

A large number of black orcs followed the heavy steps of the giants and rushed into the chariot defense.

At this moment, a sharp voice suddenly shouted, "Gjint is on fire!"

It was clearly a goblin voice.

The voice is very high-pitched, and it uses some special method that cannot be concealed even on the entire battlefield.

Finally, the first orc looked back, and he let out an exclamation.

This makes the second, the third...... A hundred, a thousand orcs followed.

Every orc's face was branded with fear.

Because of their old nest Gjint, at this moment, the flames are soaring into the sky, not to mention three kilometers away, the fire, I am afraid that the flames of the sky can be clearly seen on the mountainside.

"Geush is on top...... Our home is gone!"

"Our city!"

The orcs are a mess.

Over there, Chief Bubol is going crazy!

He couldn't imagine how humans could bypass so many wolf cavalry scouts and run to their weakly defended lair.

Now, there are only women and children in the whole of Ggintri who are completely incapable of fighting, and less than a hundred orc warriors!

However, he quickly made a decision.

"Attack! Keep attacking! If we don't defeat these humans, we're going to die when we go back!"

Without the nest, without the jerky stored in the warehouse, they would starve to death before humans could attack them.

"For the sake of the Skull Clan, attack!" all the orc commanders roared in unison.

But it was at this time that suddenly a flaming burst of arrows fell from the sky. They shot at the chariot defense line that had just been broken through by the orcs, and the next moment, the entire defense line was ablaze, completely cutting off the front army of the orcs from the central army.

Bubor's heart sank into the abyss at once.

I heard that the lord of Lorraine was good at using fire, but I never thought that this Martin Lorraine was so ruthless that he put fire oil and other flammable materials on his chariot early.

Now, all the soldiers who didn't have time to withdraw were burned to the fire, along with the orcs around the defensive line.

The orc infantry, the giants, and the few remaining trolls at the forefront were all at a loss, not knowing whether to continue their attacks on the human positions.

At this moment, the orc commander in front of him seemed to hear a human voice shouting, "Separate! Separate! Welcome Lord Count!"

What separates you?

He was slightly stunned, and suddenly, he saw that the human infantry in silver armor and silver armor in front of him was retreating to the sides like a tide, revealing a wide passage in the middle.

If this wasn't a passage for humanity to give up, he might have felt it was an opportunity.

However, when he saw a figure in a golden helmet and golden armor walking out of the passage, he realized that the human general had arrived.

"Lorraine!"

"Lorraine! Lorraine!"

There was no need for command at all, and the soldiers struck the ground with the tails of their spears in unison. The sword and shield soldier slapped his shield with his sword.

The tsunami-like sound of the mountain made the orcs feel shocked.

Someone threw a handful of magnesium powder into the air, which looked extremely sassy in the sunlight.

Not to mention anything else, the aura that seemed to be descending from the gods shocked countless people.

It was an unusually magnificent golden-colored figure.

The golden armor clearly reflected the sun's rays, but the light seemed to dim the sun.

The orcs saw him merely as if their souls had been violently shocked by this glorious figure.