"The great God of Light is above, slay all these sinful heretics. A temple foot knight, waving his two-handed greatsword in his hand, shouted a slogan.

Under the command of his sword, dense elite infantry swarmed towards the orc defense line like a tide, no formation, no waves, no so-called tactics, but they had the most important point, and the most deadly point, they had an almost infinite force.

Just now, after the formation of the charging Templars was out of order, Cardinal Fries, in the end, gave the order to retreat mercifully, perhaps because he privately thought in his heart that it would be more economical to die less Templars and more infantry troops!

When the Templars turned their horses' heads and successfully retreated to their formation, a little count found that they had suffered nearly a thousand casualties in such a short period of time.

And their opponent killed and wounded so many elite Templars, but only paid the price of five dead and twelve wounded, and these unlucky orcs were extremely coincidental to be injured by the Templars' throwing weapons.

In addition, they also successfully consumed some of the orcs' ammunition and iron ball bombs, but it was a pity that at this time, they were separated from such a short distance, and they clearly looked at the orcs, and took out baskets of iron ball bombs from the space ring, and stacked them into a hill not far behind the defense line.

As soon as the Templars retreated and gave way to the orc defense line, the 10,000 infantry were ordered to charge towards the orc defense line, and at the same time, there was an infantry team of 30,000 people, moving towards this side, it seemed that the Friesian Cardinal was planning to drown and exhaust the orcs alive with dozens of times the force.

Just like the replica of the Templar Knight's charge just now, the little dwarf and the heavily armored guards quickly retreated, and then the kobold musketeers hurriedly stepped down, and only after such a short rest, some of the hot muskets in their hands had not even completely cooled down.

This time, in the face of the charging infantry, the kobold musketeers fired ten more rounds of fire before retreating, compared to the Templars, these infantry of the Temple of Light were also considered elite, but the gap in both the speed of the charge and the ability to protect was amazing.

At every burst of muskets was fired, rows of infantry, numbering at least fifty or more, fell, and at first they were intent on moving the horses away, but soon they discovered that it was a complete multiplicity.

There was only a slight delay here in the rejection of the horse, and the corpses of the infantry who had been killed around the rejection of the horse had already formed a gentle slope almost parallel to the rejection of the horse;

Then, in a few undulating jumps, Modo reappeared twenty paces in front of the breastwork, and then he was crucified to this position like a huge reef between the rapids, and the surging infantry was not spared after hitting his wide-open sword.

The crowd of infantrymen who charged had to forcibly divert from the little gnome's position and advance to the left and right of the little gnome in order to attack the orc's defensive line, but after this, the intensity of the attack faced by the guards was immediately reduced by more than half.

A series of machine blinks sounded, and the little dwarf who had just split a heavy armored shield warrior in half along with the shield hurriedly lowered his head; the dense armor-piercing arrows shot at him under the stimulation of the strong crossbow, just listening to the series of breaking sounds in the air, he knew that this time the strong crossbow shot had hit at least more than two hundred strong crossbows.

As with the results of countless previous attempts, Modo's body was hit by the force carried by the dense armor-piercing arrows, and the impact was half a step back, and then most of the steel armor-piercing arrows were completely defeated in the battle of the adamantite armor, and after a crisp sound of impact on the armor, they bounced far away.

The small half of the body was also filled with precious materials, and even armor-piercing arrows that had been used to pierce the outermost layer of the little gnome's heavy armor, but that was the end of their battle, Modo also had a layer of chain mail and a set of leather armor on his body, which could completely protect them.

So the little dwarf, who has been fighting hard for a long time, although the dense arrows on his body at this time completely made him like a feather duster, the actual damage was not at all......

In the beginning, in the eyes of these devout Light Temple believers, if it was like an abyssal demon, Modo has now completely upgraded to a terrifying abyssal archdemon king, a dwarf who only has a slightly higher position on their waists, is simply a tireless killing beast.

Until now, I don't know how many powerful people with great names in the branches of the major temples, with strong faith and incomparable hatred for heresy, rushed up to the little dwarf, trying to kill this heresy.

And then the result is extremely frustrating, no more than three moves, and it will be split into two or more segments by the little dwarf.

The only thing that can make them happy is that there is only one such unreasonable pervert among the orcs, the little dwarf, and the remaining powerful orc guards, although they are also very elite and very difficult to fight, but at least they are still within the normal range.

In fact, after such a long time in the battle, with the orcs as strong as the troops, the defensive line that could still be held did not collapse, which was already a huge miracle in the eyes of the spies sent by countless forces.

Therefore, after a few hours of fighting now, the Temple of Light side has more than 6,000 dead and more than double the number of wounded, and the first signs of the orc defense line to be breached are very understandable, even admirable.

The infantry of the Temple of Light were so crazy that when the first group of 10,000 people was about to collapse with more than half of them wounded, Cardinal Fries, in front of the 30,000 people standing by behind him, held a temporary mass on the spot, and then threw himself into the battlefield.

Afterwards, all the spies of the forces watching the battle emphasized this point in their reports, and they described to their leaders that after this brainwashing mass, in a short time these infantry seemed to become, without pain, only knowing how to kill and poke madmen, and even appeared on the battlefield, with their legs cut off, still crawling towards the orc guards.

Soon, under such an attack, although the orcs were still holding on, almost all of the minotaurs and bear-man warriors in the front row withdrew from the battle, most of them were seriously injured and dragged to the back of the battle for emergency treatment, and a small number died directly on the spot......