"Shoot!"

With a command, a rain of white arrows roared out and headed straight for the orc army that was blocking the way.

"Raise your shield, attack!"

The simple wooden shield was instantly propped up, and it was hard against the rain of arrows, and it pressed towards the Terran army step by step.

The enemy in front of him looked like an orc elite, and Duke Argiellon was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.

said that they would let them go, but as a result, their battle flags were hung high, and the orcs did not show the slightest weakness.

It's impossible to argue with orcs. This kind of shady insider trading, once it is exposed, he is finished.

It was not only they who broke through from the southeast, but also the aristocratic coalition of the southeastern provinces led by Count Pierce, as well as the aristocratic armies of the two southwestern provinces.

Now everyone is fighting together, not to mention that every move is in the eyes of each other, but in general, everyone is still paying attention to each other.

"Valiant knights, for the sake of glory, follow me!"

Duke Argiellon roared.

If there is no road, then there is only one way to fight your way.

Seeing this scene, Agustin, who was in charge of commanding the orc army, shook his head secretly.

It's not that he doesn't keep his promise, it's a change in the script. The human race is not as distinctive as the orcs, even if he wants to focus on the southern nobles, the orc soldiers under his command can't tell the difference!

If Duke Argiellon's army was to leave, it would be equivalent to letting go of the Terran army in front of him.

The trouble of the Orc Empire is already big enough, and if the Northern Expeditionary Army is allowed to retreat again, it will really be the end of the world.

"Cavalry attack, stop the enemy's knights!"

The bloody battle began. The two elites of the world collided fiercely on the prairie.

Duke Argiellon's war hammer was like a wind sweeping leaves, and the three Bimon cavalrymen who intercepted it were instantly flown kites, and then, blood and screams flew at the same time!

The guards followed him closely, picking up the miniature magic crossbow and aiming it around, four short arrows flying out with each pull of the trigger, followed by a scream and the sound of falling horses.

Not far away, Count Pierce had already thrown away his battle shield, and held the knight's spear in both hands at the same time, like a white light shuttling among the enemy, and the silver-white spear head was instantly draped in red.

The coach took the lead, and the morale boost was obvious. Infected by this atmosphere, the soldiers who were originally nervous gradually became bloodthirsty and crazy.

Either fight your way out alive, or become food for your enemies, and finally turn into ...... Nourishing this vast prairie.

At the first moment of the army's breakthrough, Marshal Campbell ordered the camp to be burned, and the fire was still burning behind him.

Facts have proved that the psychological warfare is still effective. Compared to the previous battle, the speed at which the orc cannon fodder army moved was obviously much slower.

When it encountered an interception by the Terran army, it immediately stopped and entangled, without the slightest intention of rushing forward.

They are all smart, and the fruits of victory belong to the five royal families, but their lives are their own.

The threat of the human race is indeed very great, but it is the five royal families that directly oppress them. It is not a common orc empire to be able to change the nature of oppression.

The most direct impact of this passive sabotage is that the casualties of the five royal armies responsible for frontal interception have increased greatly.

Not only in the southeast direction, but also in several other directions. In the face of the Northern Expeditionary Army, which fought with "fire" on its back, the orc royal army responsible for intercepting it was also uncomfortable.

The war was scorched at one point, and both sides paid a heavy price. I don't know when I started, several tribal patriarchs have gathered.

……

"When the time comes, what are you thinking about?"

"Why don't you speak, the alliance has already sent someone to pick us up. You only have one chance, and if you miss it and want to get out of their control, it's not that simple! ”

The grumpy wildebeest tribal patriarch urged eagerly.

It's just the human race sowing discord, but it's not so easy to divide the races. The core impact on them is the rebel group within the Orc Empire.

In order to escape the fate of being cannon fodder, the tribes who fled in a hurry were forced to move towards the alliance after the initial chaos.

In order to strengthen the alliance, the members of the rebel organization have taken action to pull orcs everywhere.

The various ethnic groups on the front line are naturally within the scope of the alliance.

"The armies of the five royal families have not yet all been put into battle, and once we take the lead in running away, I am afraid that we will be hit by a thunderbolt immediately!"

One of the sheep-headed monsters said worriedly.

The five royal families are too powerful, even if they agreed to act together in advance, they became hesitant when the matter came.

"It's not that exaggerated, there are also the troops of the Alpha Kingdom dragging it, they don't dare to pursue.

If we let go of these enemies for our sake, it will be the end of the five royal families! ”

The old man with a leopard's head said mockingly.

It's not that they don't want to live and die with the orc empire, it's that the five royal families are too pitiful. If you lose a lot of money, you have to reduce the strength of these vassal tribes.

Continue to follow them and die on the battlefield is only a matter of time. If you don't want to die, you can only resist.

Can't be provoked, can afford to hide.

The territory of the Orc Empire is vast enough, and the five royal families are limited, and their control over the place is not so tight.

The rebel alliance occupied a territory that was easy to defend and difficult to attack in the rear, and directly played the division of the princes.

"There's nothing to hesitate about, if you're willing to leave together, then take your clan with us.

I don't dare to leave, and I am ready to continue to work for the five royal families, and we will not stop us!

As long as you don't become a traitor and report it to the five royal families, everyone is still your own person. ”

The snake woman said with a smile.

It's a pity that everyone can't afford this smile. A few who were still hesitant were instantly devastated.

Knowing the secret, if you don't join, that's the potential risk. When it comes to the net worth and life of the family, no one will be soft.

"It's done!"

A gruff voice rang out, and in an instant responders gathered.

"Haha, everyone is willing to join the alliance, then it's their own people.

This is a contract of accession, which can be regarded as a free sponsorship of my old leopard! ”

The leopard head said loudly.

As he spoke, he had already taken out a knife and put it on his finger, and a drop of blood landed on the contract.

"Bloodline Pact!"

The knowledgeable old man of the fox clan blurted out his debut.

Compared with ordinary contracts, this kind of contract with blood as the medium is significantly more binding.

Once you break the contract, not only will you be unlucky, but even the descendants of the bloodline will have to be finished, and you will properly cut off the deed of children and grandchildren.

"The fox is very knowledgeable, yes, this is a bloodline contract. In order for everyone to work together in the future, some necessary means are still needed.

However, you can rest assured that there are no other terms in this contract, except that we will join forces to free ourselves from the rule of the five royal families. ”

The leopard head said steadily.

It's all for the good of the alliance, and he has a clear conscience.

As he spoke, he handed the contract to everyone and asked them to inspect it.

There was no trick in the first place, so naturally the problem could not be found, and soon a group of orcs fell into the contract with blood.

……

On the Western Front, Marshal Campbell, dressed in armor, holding a shield in his left hand and a knight's spear in his right hand, stood in front of the formation, staring at the enemy ranks in front of him.

Because they set fire to the camp, they encountered the orc army that blocked the way, and they had to be lost at night.

"Warriors, the time has come to make a difference. Rush out from here and kill all the enemies that stand in our way!

For the sake of the kingdom, for the sake of the human race, for the sake of glory, rush ...... with me"

He shouted a charge, but the first thing he did was not charge, but a rain of arrows.

Obviously, this was agreed in advance, and boosting morale was the signal that was emitted.

The means were a little obscene, but this round of unexpected arrow rain sneak attack still brought a lot of trouble to the oncoming orc army.

The irritated orc commander roared angrily: "Kill, kill all these despicable Terrans!" ”

In the blink of an eye, the two armies collided head-on. There were no bells and whistles, just the sound of steel colliding.

Field Marshal Campbell ignored the cries of the enemy, and only the knight's gun in his hand was answered to them.

Sweeping, stabbing, provoking...... All of them are the basic skills of knight training, but in his hands, the knight spear seems to be alive, and every movement will take the life of an orc soldier.

As if he was born for art, the brutal battle also became full of artistry in his hands.

Maybe this is his true face, the steady old marshal, just a disguise on weekdays.

The outstanding performance made Marshal Campbell quickly become the most dazzling cub on this battlefield, and also attracted him the most hatred.

"The Terrans are really blessed!"

In the distance, Alex, who was watching the battle, couldn't help but sigh.

From the outbreak of the Great War to the present, he has seen too many Terran elites. Although most of them died on the battlefield, it doesn't mean that these people are not good.

The victory of barbarism over civilization can only prove the fierceness of barbarism, but it does not mean that civilization is useless.

When it comes to individual combat effectiveness, the Terrans are not ranked on the continent at all, but the ultimate overlord of the continent has become the Terrans, which is the charm of civilization.

Although it is the most primitive family-style training system, in terms of talent training, the human race is still at the forefront of all ethnic groups on the mainland.

wants to follow the trend and learn, but Alex has no way to start. There is no way, the population base of the Beamon clan is too small.

Before the war, there were less than 300,000, and now there are not even 200,000, and who knows how many will be left after the war?

"Pass the order, at all costs, take down that old immortal!"

Alex ordered indifferently.

As a long-term enemy, it is natural to get to know the enemy's main generals.

It can be said that in addition to the newcomers who suddenly appeared like Hudson, the main generals of the Alpha Kingdom, as long as they have appeared on the battlefield in the northern frontier, the orcs will have a record.

Just a fighting force, Marshal Campbell is not worthy of his fear. Determined to keep him, the main thing is to recognize his identity.

Marshals, in any country, are not readily available.

Especially in a country like the Alpha Kingdom, where the orcs fight every once in a while, the marshal's gold content is even higher.

If you don't have enough prestige to command the three armies, you don't want to get the title of marshal, this is almost the consensus of all countries.

Leaving this veteran behind is more strategic than completely annihilating a legion of the enemy.

……

There was a "whoosh" sound, and Marshal Campbell hurriedly dodged sideways, and the arrow missed from the right side.

Just a little bit, his keen perception saved his life again.

Marshal Campbell secretly said that it was not good, and his intuition told him that he was being targeted by the enemy.

Just as he was about to shift the battlefield, a rain of arrows fell directly from the sky, followed by screams.

Regardless of the enemy's attack!

Realizing this, the big gun in Marshal Campbell's hand danced more vigorously, and the demon wolf sitting down quickly broke away from the area covered by the rain of arrows.

"Campbell, do you still know me?"

Looking at Beamon, who was blocking his way, Marshal Campbell only felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

"Looks like you've forgotten your old friend!

But that's okay, I'll help you remember.

Back then, it was you who cut off my military road and set foot on the Qingyun Road from then on! ”

Beamon's words made Marshal Campbell's face change, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "Impossible, aren't you already dead?" How are you still alive now! ”

"Haha......"

"I was already dead in your mind, no wonder you were able to forget...... But it doesn't matter, you're going to die today anyway! ”

As he spoke, Beamon had already launched an attack on Marshal Campbell, and the sharp sword in his hand slammed directly.