Not all of the northern tundra is flat land, and some areas here have very complex topography, as evidenced by the ravines and valleys.

It was only a few dozen miles in circumference, as if it had been scratched by its claws on the earth, leaving behind a rugged ravine, not deep but narrow, and each trail could only accommodate a maximum of two people. If the human legions did enter, their military formations would be completely useless. It doesn't even take too many orcs, as long as a few hundred-man teams guard the end of each ravine, they can trap the human legion.

Baroque led the orc coalition to arrive here a few days later, he surveyed the surrounding terrain, and nodded with satisfaction!

Gathering all the coalition leaders again, Baroque began to assign tasks and explain what they were going to do next. The orcs listened quietly, and their mouths began to grin involuntarily, with excitement and stunned, and they couldn't help but have a deeper understanding of the cunning of the Baroque.

When the orc coalition arrived in the ravines, they did not hide their tracks, and the scouts of the double-headed eagles had already discovered their tracks. The orc sentinels found that the army of the two-headed eagles had already encircled and suppressed the area, and it might not take three days to catch up. And these three days are especially crucial, and the things that Baroque tells need to be done with great busyness.

Fortunately, the majesty of the Baroque had convinced all the orcs, and no one went against his will, and although the three days were short, when the figure of the Double-headed Eagle Legion appeared in the distance, it was finally completed.

The three thousand orcs abandoned most of their horses and baggage, and scattered into the ravines with only their weapons, and avoided the eastern part of the ravines and valleys as the Baroque had arranged. A hundred orcs specially selected by Baroque followed him to a hidden place that had been chosen a long time ago, while another hundred were led by Angel and Barrotan, followed by the magician Pahomi, and rushed to another place in advance to hide, waiting for the signal to act. When everything is hidden, wait for the Legion of Two-Headed Eagles to arrive. The trap has been laid. Whether or not old Humpel can be baited, only God knows ......!

Although General Humpel grieved the tragic death of his son, he was not swayed by this sentiment when he led the army. Even if the scouts finally found the trace of the orc coalition three days ago. He also marched in exactly the safest way possible, leaving no chance for the enemy to take advantage of it.

The reason why the human elite legion dared to enter the tundra to wipe out the orcs without worrying about the logistical burden, and even their logistical problems have been reduced to a negligible level, is entirely because the legion is equipped with large storage magic props.

Storage rings are convenient and lightweight. But after all, the space is too small, a legion of 10,000 people needs at least twenty rings for all the heavy food, grass and weapons, but the quartermaster of the legion is only three or five people, so it is not enough for him to wear all his fingers full of rings, and because of the complexity and high price of storage rings, no empire can afford to equip a legion with twenty storage rings with the largest capacity. As a result, the storage capacity is larger, and the storage belt that requires a slightly simpler manufacturing process has become the standard equipment of the legion.

Three quartermasters and three storage belts were enough to store all the supplies that the 10,000-strong army could consume for three months, and Old Hampel didn't have to worry about logistics at all. So he ordered the legion to march at maximum speed while it was safe to do so, and after three days he caught up with the orc coalition. When he saw the last group of orcs snarl defiantly at the human legion with their weapons defiantly, and turned to burrow into the ravine-crisscrossed valley, Old Hampel waved his hand to stop the legion's preparations for the assault. A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth...... Self-righteous orcs, thinking that picking a narrow terrain will lure me into leading a legion in? Orcs are orcs, and your brains will not be comparable to humans in a hundred years.

Old Humpel gave the order, and immediately more than a dozen powerful Douqi warriors acted as scouts and drilled into the ravines and valleys, and after a while, suddenly there were bursts of shouts from the depths. In the end, only two blood-stained fighting warriors stumbled out, and they fell to the ground with only half a life left. Enduring the severe pain, he reported to Hampel: "The orcs have an ambush inside...... Our legion enters ...... It will all be scattered, and the strength of the military array will not be able to exert ......!"

Old Hampel nodded, and asked the unconscious scout to be carried down to heal his wounds. He had expected this to be the case. Just to confirm. Obviously, there is a guy among the orcs who is a little willing to use his brain, and it is good to think of such a method, but that's all.

The old general galloped to a high ground and looked at the terrain in front of him from above. Somewhere in the hidden woods a mile away from him, orcs in camouflage of freshly budding and green branches remained motionless, fearing detection. Fortunately, Baroque has unleashed the secret art of concealment, and in the face of this perverted concealment of the Hebrewonian wolf, even the old Hampel of the Sky Knight did not find out in the end. Moreover, his attention was now focused on the area around the ravine, and he did not look to the rear.

The valley is long and narrow, like a shuttle with two tips and a wide middle. In the middle, the area of more than ten miles wide is all vertical and horizontal rock ridges and ravines, sparse vegetation and narrow and difficult to walk, suitable for orcs such a single powerful race to fight, but definitely not suitable for human soldiers. The west side is immediately against a steep mountain wall, and there is no passage. To the east, there was a gentle slope, which was relatively open, and the old general immediately had an idea. He grinned............ Very well, since the orc mongrels have entered the ravines and valleys, then don't come out again, let me die in it!

He immediately ordered the dozen or so remaining magicians to set up four magical giant crossbows borrowed from the Golden Horn and the Crown Stag Legion, and bombard them at the entrance to the ravine. There were only eight magic arrows in total, all of which were consumed.

Most of the rocks in the gullies are weathered and very fragile. In the face of the magic giant crossbow that can destroy the strong city wall, it was completely blasted into rubble without suspense, and after eight shocking loud noises in a row, the entrance to the gully valley has been completely buried by the rubble, and there is a faint scream. It seems that some orcs in the valley who were too close were injured by the flying rocks.

The orcs here are impassable, and the old general issued an order, this time it was a very strict marching order: "Everyone should march in a queue of hundreds, accelerate through the gentle slope of the east, rush to the rear of the ravines and valleys, and block the retreat of the orcs!" Once the orcs are blocked, nothing but slaughter awaits them.

Horsemen were already marching up the gentle slope towards the northern exit of the ravine, and old Hampel could not wait, he arranged the march, and then led his convoy into the gentle slope. In the woods behind the gentle slope, Baroque's nervous heart finally let go, and he took the bait! General Humpel was certainly cautious, but after all, he had just died of his only son, and it was impossible for his emotions and spirits to remain unaffected. He only saw the disadvantages of the gully valley to the human army, and immediately came up with a countermeasure, but in order to urgently block the retreat of the orcs, he neglected the most fatal point - the reason why the gentle slope on the east side is called a gentle slope is because above the slope, there is still a mountain, and the rocks on the mountain are the same as in the gully valley, which have been weathered and fragile by the wind and sun!

Eight thousand soldiers had already entered most of the gentle slope, and although it was more than ten miles long, the Baroque knew that it was impossible to wait for them all to enter, otherwise the cavalry at the front would have to walk out of this gentle slope. Angley they hid at the other end and hidden, they would not be launched without the order of the Baroque, once the cavalry was allowed to drill out, even a hundred-man team, it was enough to cause a headache............ At least Baroque didn't think that a hundred orc warriors would be able to compete with the human hundred-man team that formed the battle array.

The three days of orc busyness are finally about to show their value, and Baroque issued an order, led by Plottoya, and his own Beamon behemoth Abbas first roared out of the hiding place, and before the humans could react, they rushed and slaughtered wildly. Before humans formed battle formations, the Beamon Behemoth was the most ferocious killing machine.

Immediately following Plotoya are the tribal elders of the Berserk Tribe, who are also several beast masters, leading their respective beasts: the Monster Lion, the Giant Back Black Bear, and the Fanged Boar...... Charge at the humans. All the strongest warriors of the orcs are desperate, because there are at least a thousand humans left outside, and once they are allowed to form a battle formation, the advantage of the beast division will be lost, and even if they can be evenly matched, they will not be able to block the gentle slope here, let alone buy time for the Baroque!

This can be said to be a battle for survival, the orcs are not afraid of death, and some of the smart humans have realized that something is wrong, and they are even more crazy to fight back, desperately forming a battle formation, and sending people to chase after General Hampel to report the sneak attack. A large number of human soldiers died in the mouths of the beasts, and the orcs could not have escaped unscathed, and a strong, berserk tribal elder was covered in sharp arrows, and his beast fell to his feet, but he continued to fight with his great axe until his head was cut off by a nearby human soldier...... , Patriarch of Noltega, the more than ten most courageous warriors of the roaring tribe who followed him have all been killed, but none of the warriors are wounded in the back, Noltega roared with tears in his eyes, and kept attacking the human beings in front of him, allowing the wounds on his body to become more and more ......!

Baroque had already fused the Wolf Beast Armor at this time, and rushed from the crowd of fighting people to the top of the gentle slope with the magician Savati in one arm, came to a flat position, and immediately set up two magic giant crossbows, and shouted at Savattie: "Activate the magic arrow, aim at the rock wall and shoot me ......!"

The continuous schist wall above the gentle slope has been chiseled by three thousand orcs in the past few days, and it only needs to be bombarded by a magic giant crossbow to collapse!

The magic crossbow rang out, and the heart-pounding vibration was sudden...... It's like the sky is falling!(To be continued.) )