The Ogre Overseers are dead, and the Vanguard of Gambis launches a general assault on the Orcs of Greyhound Village in the afternoon.

Heavy-armoured dragon knights charged ahead, lining up to drive the six-legged dragon along the path built by the pioneers. Maybe this is not called a charge, the dragon knights try to avoid the war beasts from trampling on the wheat field, but the speed of the dragon at the moment is faster than the war horse charge. Although the knights were willing to be limited by the road in order to protect the wheat fields, the terrifying appearance, terrifying roar, and ferocious momentum of the alienated war beast were enough to deter the orcs of Greyhound Village.

Frightened orcs scurried around, goblins trying to enter the village, jackals trying to flee, and the two breaches in their walls were huddled together.

The Swift Bird Light Riders outflanked them from both flanks, and they were the real charge. The two-legged land-traveling birds of prey did the least damage to the wheat seedlings, and Randall's guards rode them through the wheat waves at high speed, using their rosewood warbows to shoot the orcs who tried to escape, forcing them to flee into the fence of Greyhound Village.

Nearly a thousand cavalrymen were the last to appear, and they unhurriedly entered the outskirts of Greyhound Village, jumped off their horses, held shields and fine iron halberds, and formed a battle formation to surround Greyhound Village.

The lord selects the most elite vassal soldiers as cavalry, and they are proficient in the use of long and short weapons and long-range bows and crossbows, and are proficient in cavalry warfare, and even better at foot combat, so they can be called all-round warriors. In most cases, cavalry generally choose to dismount and fight on foot, and the war horse is mainly used as a tool to carry weight and maneuver and maintain the physical fitness of cavalry. There are occasional cavalry shots, but there is absolutely no cavalry charge in groups. Because goblins, kobolds, and gnolls don't like dense formations, and only centaurs like to charge in groups.

Compared with omnivorous centaurs, herbivorous war horses have a significant difference in strength, physical fitness, and flexibility. It would be foolish for a human cavalry to charge a group against a centaur, and a dense charge against an ogre would be a suicide.

Thousands of orcs huddled together in the cramped Greyhound village were not conducive to the ogre's terrifying powers. Even ordinary ogre brutes pose a mortal threat to the Bronze Horseman.

The vanguard completed its deployment, and the battle soon began.

However, this group of entrenched orcs has a particularly tenacious will to resist, after all, they are numerous and powerful, and they are equipped with simple weapons and equipment, and their overall strength can be called powerful, even if they can defeat a Count Lord, even if it is a standard high-level knight team, it is difficult to take Greyhound Village in one go. The main reason is that they have no way to escape, and there is no choice but to fight to the death.

In fact, from the very beginning, the vanguard army of Gombis was ready to completely annihilate the entrenched forces of this group of orcs, but they had to protect the wheat fields and the remaining walls of Greyhound Village as much as possible. Otherwise, the orcs should be scattered in the first place, and then pursued from the rear, so as to minimize the casualties of the soldiers.

Storming the trapped large group of orcs is sure to be an uphill battle.

There are no surrenderers in race wars, and it is inevitable that the orcs will resist stubbornly, but their organization is surprising.

The Dragon Knight stuck the ogre Overseer's head on a stake outside the village, and the expected chaos didn't happen. The orcs were already in a mess, and when they saw the leader's head, they were still in disarray, and the two silver-level berserk ogres didn't seem to plan to compete for the leader's position right now.

The Ogre Overseer's goblin slaves temporarily took over the orc tribe, ordering the goblin slaves to bring in debris to block the two breaches in the fence, the dragon kobolds spewed flames and ignited obstacles, blazing with flames and heat, and goblins threw stones from behind the wall, mixed with large boulders thrown by the bear goblins. The soldiers of the vanguard army raised their shields and retreated from the smashed.

The orcs were so angry that many excited goblins climbed the fence and tried to shoot the human warriors from a high position, but they were pierced by sharp arrows and fell off the fence screaming. The village goblins screamed and screamed, and then they fought back even more violently, and the stones thrown turned from heavy rain to torrential rain, and from a distance, it looked like a column of water pouring down. The shield defense was definitely useless, and the vanguard soldiers avoided it one after another, and deliberately screamed loudly.

The power of the goblin's bow is actually quite amazing, and the stones thrown are the size of an adult's fist, and they can smash a small tree the thickness of a bowl within thirty meters. The soldier's head was directly hit by the goblin throwing his bow, and the bleeding from the head was light, and even with a steel helmet, the neck might be broken. Of course, the power of throwing a bow is much smaller, but with such a dense stone attack, the armored knight is not willing to make a hard connection.

Not only embarrassment, but also danger.

The stones thrown by the bear goblin are the size of a round melon and weigh dozens of pounds, while the stones thrown by the ogre are simply more than 200 pounds big, and if they fall on the ground by inertia, it is a pit.

The two sides were separated by a high fence, and the "screams" of the humans made the orcs more and more excited, and they threw stones harder, but the direction from which the screams came also attracted the attention of the big goblins, and several gnolls took a glance and were immediately set on fire by the archers. The angry orcs immediately changed directions and threw stones desperately.

The chaotic and fanatical nature of the orcs makes it impossible for the goblins to effectively control the behavior of their men. After a few rounds of this, the stones thrown from the Greyhound Village became sparse.

They don't have enough stones left.

Equipped with special armor, the six-legged swift dragon smashed headlong through the obstacles arranged by the goblins, and the dark red charcoal fire flew in the sky, and the earth-shattering roar of the alien war beast symbolized the brutal prelude to white-knuckle warfare.

Dozens of swift dragons rushed into the Greyhound Village, and the two earth-elemental friendly knights of Gillian and the Knights of Glory led a team of knights to follow, and immediately fell into the siege of the orcs.

Mostly goblins.

With an average height of 1.3 meters, these scrawny humanoids are synonymous with weakness and cowardice, but when they are outnumbered or have no way out, they display the wildness and strong desire to attack of orcs. The life of the goblin is either running away or chasing food, and the poor physical strength and slow creatures are all eliminated.

In fact, the goblins are as nimble as their minds, and when one of their kind is killed, the rest of the goblins scream and flee. The green-skinned dwarfs scurrying all over the ground look similar in the eyes of their opponents, and they spread out like a tide, gathering like a tide, making people dazzled. Like a frightened zebra, the whole herd starts running, and similar markings can make predators dizzy and lose their targets. Goblins are not zebras, they are outright predators, when they see the butt of their prey, they always can't help but attack, the goblins in the distance shoot stones from all directions with their bows, those goblins with short wooden spears and rudimentary short knives simply pounce on them, come hard, if the enemy does not react, then come again, or jump on the enemy's back and scream, until the enemy turns back, they scream and scatter, desperately shrinking to the feet of the ogre.

Ogre brutes are 2.7 meters tall, and their dwarf goblins don't get in their way, and they don't care if they trample a few goblins to death. They wielded their sticks and smashed the six-legged rapids distracted by the goblins. These terrifying monsters are so powerful that they can knock the armored knight out with a single blow, but the large wooden stick that slams into the companion only makes it fall on its heels, fully illustrating what a meat shield-type violent output unit is.

The knights, of course, will not be hit by ogres, and their main opponent is the bear goblin.

There is an argument in monsterology that ogres and goblins come from the same origin, because bear goblins can be regarded as shrunken ogres. They are the same tenacity, the same infinite strength, the same stupidity and brainlessness, and the same orcs fighting the main force. Since ancient times, the orcs who have killed the most knights have been bear goblins, they have five times the strength of ordinary people, and although they do not have racial talents such as combat instincts, berserk or bloodthirsty, they are too dull to fear pain, stupid enough to be afraid of death, and tough enough to be killed by a single blow. Grabbing, dragging, and biting are their most common means of attack, and they have been used in perfect succession.

The Gnolls are always the most ruthless and cunning bloodthirsty killers, roaming the perimeter of the battlefield, their green eyes full of a desire to kill, ready to drag their wounded foes over and bite them to death, tasting his flesh. The gnolls must be sure to make a move. If the warrior's will is not strong enough and is targeted by the gnolls, it is inevitable that he will be distracted, and the result will be that he will be captured by the bear goblin.

However, the deadliest orcs are actually kobolds.

They are miners and blacksmiths among the orcs, with a cowardly and brutal contradictory nature. As miners, they don't lack strength, and they also eat certain minerals, which make their claws hard and sharp, and they can cut minerals from the stone walls and tear through the armor and flesh of their enemies.

Fortunately, kobolds are not dexterous and pose no threat to athletic warriors. Mixed among the goblins, they climb onto the back of the six-legged raptor and tear through the dragon's chain mail and inner armor with their claws, digging out the muscles beneath the tough skin. The dragon rolled on the ground in pain, crushing the kobolds and goblins on his back, but was hugged by the bear goblins.

The role of transcendent knights and clerics on the battlefield is not as great as imagined, Victor jumped to the top of the highest warehouse in Greyhound Village for the first time, and shot three goblins, but how to fight the red-eyed orcs, how to fight, they rely on instinct to cooperate in battle, and do not need any command at all.

It's no wonder that the Chosen One is able to crush the orcs, the wizard goes down with a large fireball, and immediately empties a goblin, while the transcendent knights and high-ranking priests have no area kill skills. Victor's Fury Realm can kill goblins and kobolds in large numbers, but it's very draining. He had to conserve his energy during the battle, or he wouldn't have only five Void Wind Elementals to damage the Ogre Overseers.

Therefore, the elite soldiers in full armor followed the knights and drove into the Greyhound Village battlefield in groups. And Roland had already led four high-level female knights over the fence, touched into the Greyhound Village from behind, and killed the two silver-level berserk ogres first, without giving them a chance to display their berserk talents.

Luckily, Victor had killed the Ogre Overseers in the Orc's lair ahead of time, otherwise the three-headed Ogre would have led thousands of Orcs to crush the Onbis Vanguard head-on.

They were holding metal maces.

Theoretically, Victor alone could wipe out this group of orcs, and if they didn't escape, it would probably take more than two months to kill them. If they run away, there's no way to do it.

Now, the thick-skinned dragon acts as a shield to attract the orc's firepower, the knight fights the ogre and the dragon, using his shield to pick up hundreds of kilograms of trolls and cut off their heads with a sword; the arcane warrior protects the elite soldiers from the bear goblins and forms a ten-man combat unit to squeeze the orcs in the middle; the high-ranking knights can take the lives of a large number of orcs with a single sword; Nelson is the most dazzling one on the battlefield, he has no scruples in using the whirlwind slash, and the two decapitating greatswords are invincible, and there is a bloody storm everywhere he goes。

This stupid bear is murderous, and if he doesn't educate him well, even if he doesn't die, he will exhaust the priest to death...... Victor shook his head, and with a squirming arrow, he shot an ogre brute with a large stick ready to hit a spinning top.

Nelson's body was wrapped in a white-gold glow, and it was the battle priest's magic that replenished his life potential. The Whirlwind Slash is very physically demanding, and it is especially vulnerable to being whipped by ogres.

Victor has always thought that the Whirlwind Slash is flashy and can only bully goblins and kobolds. But he now deeply realized that goblins are the biggest troublemakers in both combat and logistics, and no orcs are worth mentioning without goblins.

What about ordinary humans?

The last ogre crashed to the ground, and the battle drew to a close. Armed with spears, soldiers mercilessly slaughtered greenskin goblins and kobolds cornered, and knight squads searched the dilapidated construction area for the missing fish. Those who escaped from the gnolls naturally had the Swift Bird Light Rider in charge of chasing and killing.

In the middle of the night, the sun was setting like blood, and the battle in Greyhound Village was over. The village was filled with the foul smell of blood, the soldiers covered their mouths and noses with towels and began to clean up the bloody battlefield, the battle priests were busy treating the wounded, and the knights and nobles all moved to the lake outside the village and camped to rest.

When the sun set, the war report was delivered to Victor.

In this battle, the Vanguard of Gombis annihilated 1,456 goblins, 3 goblins, 82 bear goblins, 398 kobolds, 177 gnolls, 45 ogres, 2 berserk ogres, and 1 ogre overseer. Except for those orcs who were not in the village and a few fierce gnolls who managed to abscond, the orc forces entrenched in Greyhound Village were completely eradicated.

The vanguard threw 50 six-legged dragons into battle, 4 killed, 9 seriously wounded, and the rest lightly wounded; 45 soldiers were killed on the spot, 37 seriously wounded, and 135 lightly wounded, mostly by goblins with bows and stones; none of the knights and clerics were seriously injured or killed, and they were the main objects of Victor and Roland's defense.

It was undoubtedly a brilliant victory, and the warriors rejoiced, but Victor's heart was heavy.

The night breeze was gentle, the light of the silver moon shone over the quiet lake, the soldiers chatted and laughed loudly around the campfire, and Victor walked towards the tent of the seriously wounded, hearing muffled moans and sleepy murmurs. More than half of the 37 seriously wounded fighters were saved by the priest, and dozens of those who drank and ate meat were seriously wounded. The 12 combat priests that Pastor Friedes had arranged for the Gambis Vanguard were exhausted and insisted on performing requiem rituals for the fallen soldiers. And Victor has done his best.

It's just a battle, and there are many more battles waiting for the warriors of the human realm. On the battlefield full of flesh and blood, who dares to say that they can survive to the end? Who dares to say that they can protect their comrades-in-arms to survive to the end?

Victor has never been a cold man, but he has no connection with nobility. He had experienced battle, but it was the first time he had seen the brutality of race warfare. He was saddened by the heroic sacrifice of the warriors, but there was nothing he could do. Just as Sylvia hoped, she only wanted her lover to return home unharmed. In this wish, Sylvia is no different from the wife of an ordinary warrior, and Victor is no different from a normal warrior.

Some of the men were still busy in the loot camp downwind of the rest area, one of them an exceptionally tall man carrying the ogre's corpse in one hand, cutting through the tendons with a sharp knife. His movements are skillful and smooth, full of a unique sense of rhythm, but no one praises him. The burly figure looked silent and sad, and the others also had a gloomy aura on them.

Caligula is strong but does not dare to fight, his heart is kind and simple, and at this time, he works hard to eliminate the guilt of avoiding war. Charlotte, the Squire Knights of Silvermoon Manor, the Fierce Warriors of Mercury Manor, the Knights of Rose Manor, the Gripen Militia, and the Alchemist Soldiers did not participate in the Battle of Greyhound Village, and they are now just as embarrassed as the soldiers who guard the mounts, with the exception of the Alchemist Humans.

Victor smiled slightly, this was his order, because in a battle of this scale, he couldn't protect every one of his subordinates. And some of them are not ready for battle. With their energy involved, Victor might as well protect a few more knights who participated in the war. Although Charlotte and the others will eventually participate in the battle, they should not die here, but work with the lord to eliminate the orc entrenchment power without backup, get a chance to grow, or be buried in the ground like a sacrificed warrior, or even bury in the belly of the beast.

As the guardian of the Kingdom of Cambys, the legendary Highness of the Human Kingdom, and the successor of the Alchemy Empire, if Victor doesn't even have the ability to protect the growth of his subordinates, what is the use of his strength and status?

Victor would not sacrifice himself to save his men, nor would he be as impartial as Patriarch Friedes, who could ignore even his own children.

Since the people of Randall's family will of course be taken extra care of His Highness Randall, they must at least have a chance to grow.

Victor and Sylvia have the same short-term protection...... Well, a lord who does not protect his shortcomings is not a good lord, and a selfish clergyman is not a good clergyman.

Victor felt a little nostalgic for the heroic soldier and decided to appease his men, and it was not a good thing to be frustrated.

Then he saw Roland and Gillian walking together towards the booty camp.