Baroque suddenly knew what he was wrong―――――― after all, he was an orc, this race is not the material for playing battle arrays, iron-blooded, brutal, courageous, and fearless of death, this is the way for orcs to win! Couldn't the orcs in the glorious period of the past have wise men? Isn't there anyone smarter than Baroque? Since none of them have developed a battle formation that belongs to the orcs, it means that this road is definitely not suitable for orcs.

Baroque thought a lot, and it became clearer and clearer. He is like a fool who shows off in front of the original with a knock-off, although the copycat looks good, but in the eyes of connoisseurs, it is still full of flaws. Maybe it's okay to scare some foolish people, but once you meet a royal family like Bucred who has been trained in military, politics, resourcefulness, and so on since childhood, the shortcomings of the orc battle formation will undoubtedly be exposed.

The biggest reason why they were able to defeat the Crown Bucks that day was that they were taken by surprise and caught Roxana and any of the Crown Bucks soldiers off guard. Coupled with the sudden appearance of the beastly armored warriors, the killing of the Crown Stag's several commanders, the boost to the morale of the army by the Baroque, and the reinforcements of the War Bear Clan led by Protoya. Finally, there is the shamanic army of the Valley of Miracles, and many factors make the crown bucks hate. Otherwise, with just a team of 10,000 people, even if it is a Baroque command, it may not be able to win.

What was the basis for the orcs to win? Baroque locked himself in a wooden house for more than ten days, and no one was seen. Even if the chief of the Battle Bear Clan, Protoya, led 30,000 orcs to rush to reinforcements, even if the Patriarch of Ortu sent several orcs with a team of 10,000 people one after another, he did not see Baroque himself. In his place, Muru received the brothers who came to his aid. Speaking of Baroque's state at this time, he also shook his head with a worried face: "I don't know, Baroque Shaman locked himself in the wooden house more than ten days ago, and ordered no one to disturb him. ”

Protoya and several orc heroes who came to help had no choice but to wait, but of course, Muru did not stop his training, and Baroque did not stop it. There were already as many as 120,000 orcs, almost covering the surrounding grassland. The dense tents and the cattle and sheep used as food could not be seen. Even Bucred was secretly frightened, but relieved............ Such strength. He should be able to survive the attack of the Adria Empire next year, right? In any case, he is one with the orcs at this time, and if the orcs are defeated, he will have to die. The orc wins, and his plan can be further developed.

Half a month later, Baroque finally walked out of the wooden house, his expression was no longer gloomy, as if he was relieved from his troubles. It did not change the training of the army. Instead, he instructed Mu Lu and the others to continue to train strictly, and not to slack off. Then he found the Venon shaman, the highest ranking among the battle shamans, and several other shamans, and talked for a long time. On the same day, he and a few shamans left the grassland of the horse farm, braved the bitter cold of winter and the snow all over the field, and headed in the direction of the Valley of Miracles!

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On the battlefields on the southern coast of the continent, the Papal army has been in a bad situation lately. As if they had gone mad, the dragons, under the command of the golden dragon king Obasetta, launched endless attacks on the defense zone. At the beginning, the Holy See lost a large area because reinforcements did not arrive in time. The army suffered heavy losses. When the reinforcements from the rear arrived in a hurry, whether it was the Seventh Legion of the Bright Warrior Order or the Tenth Legion of the Knights of the Cathar, including the legion commander, almost all the thousand commanders were killed. Except for the few Apocalypse Thrones who commanded the army, there were only a few hundred captains with the highest positions, and these two legions could be said to have lost everything.

The Holy See rushed four elite legions, barely able to withstand the dragon's attack, but only reluctantly, wanting to make a difference. There are still too few troops............ There were nearly a hundred of the huge figures that covered the sky, and even the Venerable Apocalypse had never experienced such a situation. Uhtred the Apocalypse has been mortally wounded in the battle with the Golden Dragon King. He was rushed back to the Bright Mountain for treatment, and at this time the two Apocalypsees were Belchem and Cresida, and the controllers Davenport and Fermo Banning were in command of the frontline battle. Taking advantage of the interval between the dragon's attacks, the four high-ranking members of the Holy See gathered together to meet.

Everyone was exhausted and emaciated. Those dragons are so energetic that they can even attack without sleep for days on end. Humans simply can't do this, and they have to take turns fighting. However, the intermittent replacements of clans are the most vulnerable to attack. Ordinary Phantom Armor Warriors need several alliances to pose a threat to the dragon, and there are too few flying Phantom Armor Warriors, and just a group of weak Wind Whisper Scouts are simply going to die. It is because several Apocalypse Ones always need to rush to the forefront when the army is transferred. It was also at that time that Uhtred was entangled by Obasekita, and a mouthful of dragon fire could not avoid it, burning one of his arms. Even if it can save lives, it will be crippled forever.

"Haven't our reinforcements arrived yet?" Cresida's hoarse voice sounded, he was hit in the chest by the dragon's tail yesterday, although he didn't break the bone, but it also made him breathless and vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, and today he always spoke in a low and gloomy voice.

"Yesterday the scout came to report, and the Divine Envoy still did not show up, and no one dared to disturb him. The Potent immediately sent two elite legions to rush here. But those damned elves won't open the path of the Misty Forest for us to pass, and our legions will have to make a detour as usual, and it will take at least seven days to arrive. Davenport said.

"Hey, seven days...... In seven days, we're afraid we'll be swallowing all the reptiles. Are those fat-bellied veterans on the Bright Mountain still holding the army in their hands and refusing to let go? A group of rat-eyed bastards, sooner or later, they will push the Holy See into the abyss and shake our foundations. Cressida snorted.

"Cressida's throne!" Fermo Banning, who was silent on the side, suddenly snorted coldly: "Please pay attention to your words, the Holy See, under the leadership of the great oracle and the Holy See, is bathed in the glory of God and has a bright future. Don't complain about your momentary frustration, you should take back your words. ”

Cressida froze, and subconsciously looked at the expressionless Apocalypse Belchem on the side. Only then did he hum reluctantly: "I retract my last sentence, but to the guys in the Senate, keep the original evaluation." ”

There was much more intrigue and deceit within the Holy See than in the secular court, and Cressida and Belchem belonged to different camps, and if the angry words just now were distorted by artificial transmission, they would not have caused a small stir. Fermobanning was a good friend of Cresida's, and he reminded him to make amends immediately.

There was silence again for a while, and no one was interested in speaking. Suddenly, there was a thunderous brass horn outside the tent, the enemy attacked, and the damned reptile came again!

The two Apocalypse Ones immediately jumped up and instantly triggered the Phantom Crystal Armor, flapped the wings of the Radiant Tiger King's Phantom Crystal Armor, and broke through the tent and flew into the sky. I saw the far southern sky, more than a dozen black dots flying here, extremely fast, and soon revealed their figures. Thirteen dragons spewed dragon flames and wreaked havoc, or swept the Papal warriors into the air with a flick of their giant tails, killing hundreds of people in an instant. And the soldiers on the ground kept shooting arrows, but it was difficult to shoot through the dragon's sturdy scale armor, and for a while there was a wail!

"Mobilize the mages and get the mages ready to use the magic crossbows!" Davenport ordered his men, directing the soldiers on the ground to attack the dragon with long arrows of adamantite arrows. The spearmen and tower shieldmen in the front row began to line up in battle. After the specially made tower shield was arranged, it blocked the dragon's terrifying dragon flame, and the dragon did not dare to pounce and attack again, otherwise once they were entangled in the spearmen battle array, they would not be able to fly into the sky. As long as the dragon falls to the ground, it is not far from death. Some time ago, except for a few dragons killed by the three Apocalypse, most of the dragons were killed in this way.

The figure of the Golden Dragon King Obasekita appeared from a distance, causing the hearts of the two Apocalypse to sink and feel that something was wrong. The day before yesterday, Obasetsita had severely injured Uhtreid, but the Dragon King had also been torn apart by the phantom armor claws of the Apocalypse, and he was not lightly injured. I didn't expect to recover so quickly and come to the battlefield again. Now that there are only two of the three Apocalypse Ones left, it is already difficult to stop the Dragon King.

Just when everyone in the Holy See thought that it was time for a desperate battle, there was a faint roar in the rear. The battlefield stalled on both sides. When the jungle behind them was thick, a large army galloped forward.

The Dragon King roared angrily, while the Holy See cheered and their morale was boosted. Although this is not a legion among the two major forces of the Holy See, the fluttering flag is also familiar to the people of the Holy See. It is the four elite legions of the Adria Empire, Iron Thorn, Three-Headed Vulture, Double-headed Eagle, and Golden Horn. Although it is still inferior to the Holy See army, it is definitely a well-deserved elite in the secular country -- of course, they have been on the battlefield in the south for a long time, and they do not know that the Adria civil strife has caused the strength of the four major legions to plummet! And for this, whether it is the four generals who have returned to the position of the legion commander, or the Fokker senator who came to send them, they have deliberately chosen to forget, and no one has told the apocalypse!

In the sky, Obasetita flapped her huge wings and suppressed her anger. The repeated attacks he led his clan day and night had exhausted the Holy See army, and it only took a little more effort to collapse it today. But I didn't expect them to come with reinforcements at the last minute. Could it be that those damned elves broke their promise to let go of the Misty Forest Passage and let humans pass through?

Obasekita swore that if the elves let him go, he would absolutely destroy all the trees of the Misty Forest along the coast, so that the elves would be cut off from the sea from now on!

Raising his head and letting out a roar, the Golden Dragon King led his men back! )