The sky was getting darker, and the two armies were already in a scuffle.

The last afterglow of the setting sun reflected the blood-red earth, and the whole world was immersed in blood.

The heavy infantry successfully broke into the orc army formation, and the superiority in equipment was vividly reflected at this time.

The Terran heavy infantry, full of armor, against the orc soldiers without armor on their upper bodies, was not a fair duel from the beginning.

The formation was torn apart, and the orc soldiers in front were squeezed and retreated, and the two wings stood out.

Realizing that something was wrong, Balatz hurriedly ordered a change of formation. It's a pity that the idea is plump, but the reality is skinny.

It is not easy for multiple races to fight together, and it is not easy to be able to put up a military formation. If you want to change the formation freely, it will be too embarrassing.

The order to "change the formation" not only failed to reverse the situation, but instead caused the military formations on both flanks to be chaotic.

Especially in places where different races converge, there are a lot of jokes. Many orc soldiers couldn't even distinguish between the south, east, and west at this moment, and became headless flies scurrying around the field.

Seeing this scene, Balatz was almost so angry that he vomited blood. It was really shocking, and although he knew that these orc armies were useless, he never expected them to be so unbearable.

The armament is not as good as that of the Terrans, which is determined by productivity.

The limited armor is on the soldiers of the five royal families, and even if there is excess armor piled up in the warehouse to eat dirt, it is impossible to equip them.

This is a matter of principle. Once the vassal race grows bigger, it's a matter of minutes to be anti-guest-oriented.

From the standpoint of the orc royal family, they can lose to humans, and they can't let the vassal race grow bigger.

What he loses to mankind is the position of the hegemon of the continent, and he can still be in a safe corner; The vassal races are growing, but they are shaking the foundation of their existence.

After years of exploitation and oppression, the contradictions accumulated between the orc royal family and various races in the country are not necessarily lower than the hatred between orcs and humans.

In the eyes of humans, all orcs are one. But in the eyes of the orcs, only their own race is considered their own people, and the orcs of other races are competitors.

"All the troops are attacking!"

Balatz ordered with a slight hesitation.

Taking the initiative to find an expeditionary force for a decisive battle was not in his plan.

But the plan can't keep up with the rapid changes, and if the elite of the expeditionary force is allowed to play, their military formation will be collapsed sooner or later.

Instead of being beaten passively, it is better to attack from master and slave and drag all the soldiers of the expeditionary force into the water.

His rich life experience told him that the Alpha Kingdom was not generous enough to send hundreds of thousands of elites to reinforce the Principality of Moxi.

As long as it is not elite, the gap in everyone's combat effectiveness will not be too large. Only by large-scale melee can their superiority in strength be brought into full play.

Anyway, it's almost dark, so let's start a big brawl together when night falls!

"Cavalry legions attack, target both flanks of the enemy!"

Hudson ordered decisively.

Choosing to start the war at this time, he was mentally prepared to fight in the dark.

For ordinary armies, a scuffle in the dark of night is a disaster.

But the expeditionary force is different, it seems to be an elite force, but in fact, the proportion of elite soldiers is less than thirty percent.

Directly set up the formation and collide with the orc army, and the pseudo-elite mixed in it are easily intimidated by the brutal battle.

On the contrary, there is a cover of night, and the sight only stays within a limited range, which is more conducive to their play.

As long as you can't see the condition of your distant companions clearly, the morale of the army will not collapse. After hacking a few orcs to death, maybe the morale of the army will be even higher.

However, this kind of play is only suitable for the army with high morale. An army that is disheartened will only collapse faster in the night.

After all, in the dark of night, in addition to competing for the strength of the two sides, the more important thing is the collision of people's hearts.

Hudson was betting that the morale of the expeditionary force would be higher than that of the orc army.

The two armies chose to attack at the same time, and the shouts of killing resounded throughout the world, and the first thing that broke out was a cavalry and archery tactical combat exercise.

Countless arrows poured into the orc army like a tidal wave.

After the three-wheeled cavalry finished shooting, the cavalry not only did not choose to charge, but retreated dozens of meters before returning to its previous movements.

There is no best tactic, only the most suitable tactic. An armour of orcs without armor is the best target on the battlefield.

What is the specific result of the battle, the chaotic scene is really impossible to count, the only thing that is certain is: the orc army under the rain of arrows, the morale of the army is constantly being consumed.

The kraft candy-like gameplay made Balats's mentality collapse. It was so shameless that instead of charging, the cavalry played with bows and arrows.

It's the first time you encounter such a shameless enemy, where can you think of a way to deal with it for a while?

What's more, the army has already launched a charge, and it is not at all possible to stop if you want to. Any untimely order could lead to a major rout.

Even if he knew that it would be expensive to continue like this, Balatz could only grit his teeth.

Even more collapsed were the orc soldiers on both wings, advancing against the enemy's rain of arrows, and it was not possible to be strong enough in their hearts.

It's a pity that they were pushed forward by the rear army, and they couldn't stop at all, and they could only grit their teeth and hold on.

For a while, the screams resounded in all directions, and even on the city wall, they could be heard clearly.

Because of the light, it is no longer possible to overlook the entire battlefield from the castle tower at this moment. The Count of Martins commanded the army, also purely by feeling.

Looking at the magic lighting equipment one after another, Count Martins knew that the time for the attack was up, and if it was too late, the expeditionary force outside would be scolding his mother.

Now is not the time to pit teammates, and in the next battle, the Principality of Moxi still needs the expeditionary force to continue to contribute.

"The order goes down, and the lights shine on the orc army camp in front of you. The 123rd Army of the garrison attacked, and the expeditionary force flanked the orc army in front and back!

The Light Mage accompanied the army, waiting for the opportunity to cast an illumination spell on the orc army camp, bringing all the light scrolls with him, and attacking the scrolls with half of the force......"

With an order, countless lights flashed in an instant. I don't know whose invention, but I also deliberately put a reflective shell on the magic lamp, so that the light can shine forward to the maximum extent.

A group of alchemists established by magicians immediately set up an incomprehensible magic array, and the bright light emitted by countless lamps and lanterns directly converged together.

The city wall, which had been illuminated by magic lamps, dimmed again, and the lights were all moved above the orc army. It was like the sun falling from the sky, illuminating the camp as if it were daytime.

The sudden scene made the orc soldiers very uncomfortable. The dazzling lights illuminated the way forward for them, but they also exposed their figures.

The target was found again, and the crossbow arrows and magic crystal cannons above the castle tower rang out again. The defenders who rushed out of the city were first sent by a wave of magic rain.

Countless scrolls flew all over the sky, tearing apart the large array of the orc army in an instant. Without waiting for the front-line orc officers to order the gap to be plugged, the army followed the tearing hole and killed it.

After witnessing the offensive of Moxi's army, Balatz was so angry that he directly burst into foul language. It's too bullying, the expeditionary force only relies on armor and blades, but the Moxi people are directly magical.

This kind of attack regardless of the cost, no matter how powerful the orc army array is, it can't parry.

A round of magic rain fell, directly clearing a clearing, and any resistance in the face of extraordinary power seemed pale and powerless.

The Great Smash Bros. had begun, but the battle scene was somewhat unexpected by Balats. In the past, in the face of magic alchemy technology, he went to an extreme that he had never heard of.

At this moment, the cover brought by the night belongs only to the enemy, and they still enjoy the "day" brought by the light.

"Pass the order, let the masters of the army destroy the magic lamp on the enemy's castle tower, and they must not keep it on!"

In a panic, Balatz hurriedly ordered.

Countless figures flew out of the army and headed straight for the city wall. Unfortunately, this order was obviously too late, and as soon as the figures of these people burst out, they exposed themselves.

Countless crossbow arrows shot directly at them, and the master who was lucky enough to break through the army's arrow rain was intercepted by the master of Moxi before he could touch the city wall.

It was destined to be a cost-effective battle, and the magic methods on the city walls could not be destroyed, but the orc masters who rushed out suffered heavy losses.

Hudson, who commanded the battle from afar, witnessed the slaughter brought about by this technological asymmetry, and his heart was shocked.

Magic can still be used like this, and he has learned it this time. Sure enough, people's potential is forced out.

The sudden outburst of the Moxies reacquainted Hudson with his unreliable ally.

Originally, Hudson was planning to hit the morale of the orcs first, and then use the chaos in the night to slowly lead the orc army apart.

Now it seems that there is no need for such a hassle at all. Faced with the front and rear attacks of the expeditionary force and the defenders, it was only a matter of time before the orc army collapsed.

The morale of the orc army that was originally cobbled together was not much higher, and it was consumed by Hudson for a while, and now he witnessed the collapse of his companions, and the blow to the morale of the army was absolutely fatal.

I don't know who led the way, and the orc army that gathered together, suddenly someone broke away from the army from both wings.

For a melee of hundreds of thousands of people, the appearance of a few deserters is nothing, but the impact of these deserters is huge.

"Warlords, go hunt down the deserters!"

As soon as Balats's order was given, he realized that the situation was not good. At this time, the Overseer team left and fell into the eyes of ordinary soldiers, and it was easy to be regarded as a rout who fled.

It seems to be chasing deserters, but in fact, it unfortunately acts as a "head sheep", causing more followers to run away.

Killing, there is no point. Cannibalism has long been commonplace within the Orc Empire.

As long as it's not a tribal one, it's a competitor; If even the race is different, it is even more "mortal enemy".

In the resource-scarce orc empire, if the orcs want to live better, they can only fight and take it.

Since it is an enemy, it is natural to have a black hand if there is a chance. If it weren't for military law, civil wars would have broken out between the tribes long ago.

"Pass the order, let the besieging soldiers rush over and participate in the battle!"

Balatz ordered again.

At the moment of crisis, he could no longer care about the constraints of military orders. If you violate the military order, you will certainly have to go to blood mold, but you can also look forward to the "conscience" of the boss.

Although this thing is a rare item in the upper echelons of the Orc Empire, there may be occasional exceptions.

If you lose the battle, you will not only die. The whole family, young and old, and even the tribe to which they belong, will be unlucky together.

It's a pity that everything was in vain, and when the collapse came, it ended up the same no matter how many armies there were.

In essence, war is fought with strength and morale. There is no absolute strength to crush the opponent, and the morale of the military is the key to determining the outcome of a game.

The morale of the expeditionary force is high, and the Moxies who are trapped in the lonely city are fighting against the water, which is not comparable to the orc army.

Seeing the orc army scattering and fleeing, Hudson not only did not order an interception, but restrained the cavalry's offensive and deliberately let them leave.

The army of more than 300,000 orcs was annihilated in the battle just now, and not even a tenth of them. If you want to rely on the expeditionary force to chase and kill, even if you kill until dawn, you can't kill much.

The best way is to lead the enemy to kill each other. It is not extravagant to expect many orcs to die in the infighting, as long as the hatred between the tribes is provoked, this army will be abolished.

As for the local disaster caused by the collapse of the orc army, Hudson believed that the Moxi nobles everywhere would be able to solve it.

If they can't even solve the scattered rout, then it proves that they are weak and deserve to be eliminated by this era.

……

Outside Fort Erent, in the camp of the Beamon army, Prince Butzweig, who had just received the news of the outbreak of the war, was directly taken aback.

The enemy actually did not follow common sense and chose to launch an attack overnight, making it clear that he would not give him a chance to return to help.

Whether to rush back to the war in the starry night is a tangled question.

Although the Beamon cavalry corps is elite, it has already consumed a lot of physical strength in the daytime battle, and if it runs all the way for more than two hundred miles, I am afraid that when it reaches the place, ten percent of its strength will be left at most half.

Leading tired soldiers to the battlefield is a military taboo. If you are not careful, you will suffer a big loss.

But without sending reinforcements, Prince Butzweig's heart was bottomless. The orc army besieging the city of Dapest was all bait, or outcasts, selected by the five imperial courts.

Troops that can be easily discarded have a bit of combat effectiveness that is self-evident. If they really have strength, even if they want to eliminate dissidents, it will make their deaths more worthwhile.

Vaguely, Prince Butzweig found himself in a "dilemma", and for a while he couldn't advance or retreat.

"Pass the order, let the Hawkman scouts immediately dispatch, contact the reinforcements of the major imperial courts, and urge them to rush to the battlefield as soon as possible!"

It's late tonight, so it's better to leave tomorrow morning. After all, there were 300,000 troops, and Prince Butzweig did not believe that he could not hold out even one night.

(End of chapter)