The torch on the town's bell tower was lit, and I stood on the bell tower looking out at the orc camp in the distance, waiting for Reggie's bloody wind.

Of course, I couldn't see Reggie and his riders, but I could see the subtle changes in the torches in the camp opposite. And when I saw a flock of flaming torches rushing out of the orc camp, my heart fluttered, and Reggie's horse team made contact with them.

I didn't dare to ring the bell, but shouted to the heralds downstairs to get ready for battle.

The running torches were probably the wolf cavalry, and in the field east of the town they sometimes scattered, sometimes gathered, sometimes charged in a straight line, sometimes circled. Reggie's harassment seemed to have been completely resolved, and they were driven far away by the wolf cavalry and could not even get close to the camp. Although the number of wolf cavalry visible to the naked eye in this chase is decreasing, I hope that our few cavalry will be as safe as possible.

The chase lasted for a long time, and when the end of the eastern earth showed the whiteness of the fish's belly, the orc cavalry returned straight to the camp. It's just that the scattered appearance of their return has made me feel a little more at ease.

The cavalry returned triumphantly!

I rushed down the bell tower, only to see Reggie covered in blood, especially the right side of his body was almost red with blood, and there was an arrow stuck in the back of his thigh.

I grabbed the reins of his horse, and he grinned at me when he saw me. "I'm fine." He said.

I tried to comfort him, but he was in great spirits now, and when the soldiers helped him off his horse, he propped one leg on the ground and said he wanted to see the commander.

Just when I helped him into the room to get his arrows, I heard the bell of the bell tower ringing loudly, and the orcs attacked!

"Can you still do an attack on the flanks?" I hurriedly asked.

"There are too many orcs." He grabbed me. "Just past their barracks...... We ......," he said, looking at Lothar, "we have a bad battle to fight. ”

I put on my helmet and rushed out of the house, knowing of course that it was a bad fight. A...... A vicious battle that determines the direction of the future.

The orcs didn't charge, they slowly advanced, holding their ground beyond the range of the wolf cavalry's bows. As the sky grew brighter, the orcs appeared in the center of the array with trebuchets.

Ten minutes later, when I saw the burning fireball flying towards us, I thought to myself that it was over!

Huge fireballs slammed into the ground, no explosion, only shattering, rolling, ignition, and stones fell in different places, some even smashed into the soldiers' arrays, and soon some houses in the town were set on fire.

The orcs did not stop throwing stones, and after firing a dozen flaming fireballs in a row, the infantry finally began to advance.

Although the stone-throwing did not cause many casualties, the wailing and burning houses after the falling rocks undoubtedly caused great psychological pressure on the soldiers.

The orc infantry with huge shields gradually approached from beyond the range of our bows and arrows, and the orc archers were not idle, their bows and arrows were far longer than ours, and they could already attack us when we could not shoot them.

All of them held their shields to bear the rain of arrows poured by the orcs, and some of the arrows even penetrated the shields directly, and some of the unfortunate ones who were hit by the arrows could be killed by the random arrows that followed if they tilted their bodies slightly, and they did not even have a chance to scream a second time.

Looking at the approaching orcs, their shields were like a wall, a wall that was about to fall. I was afraid it would fall, but I could see it roaring as it opened and pounced on our orcs with an axe.

"Lothar called you." Sandel ran and grabbed me.

The last time he was seen in full gear was when he recaptured Brightwood, "The oil is ready." He said, "I need you to rush out with someone and set fire to their vanguard butts." ”

I nodded and rushed out, "Be careful, come back alive." The words he commanded me drifted into my ears.

The cavalry was again ready, and the canisters of fire oil that had just been prepared were tied to the horses. I gasped as I looked at the tiny watermelon-sized jars.

I rushed out of town with my men to the south, and by this time the orc vanguard was almost on the edge of the town.

Gotta be fast!

We'll have to rush into their array as fast as we can, igniting enough orcs to create an attack rift. I could have been shot, but there was no better way.

Scared? Of course I was afraid, but at this time, I had no choice but to be afraid that I had to do it.

And then there was no turning back.

The orcs spotted us coming out of the flanks, and their archers reacted quite quickly and immediately tried to stop our charge with their bows and arrows, and the horses were already pumped to the top speed, but I was still too slow to rush in front of them in an instant.

Although our horses were all heavily armoured, they were not to the point of being invulnerable. The shield I was holding was able to catch a few arrows that were fired at me. I've been praying for a little faster, a little faster. I have the impression that if you run fast enough, they won't be able to shoot me.

The torch in front of the saddle bridge was not extinguished by the speed of the speed, and when I saw that it was rushing in front of me, I directly took off an oil tank and ignited the fuse on it. Twisting my face and glancing to the side, the knights followed me closely and rushed into the enemy line, and when the burning oil canister smashed into the orcs, their hideous faces also caught my eye, and my eyes saw them so clearly that the moment I saw their faces was frozen in my mind like portraits.

I'm throwing forward, and I'm at the front of the pack and I have to make a way for my brothers behind me, a way to catch the orcs off guard, a way to keep them charged.

I don't want to die, but I'm ready to die.

Yes, if it's a big deal, one or two knives, it is estimated that it won't hurt too much, and you may lose consciousness in an instant. Don't be afraid, kill one is one, kill two and earn one!

I heard the roars of the orcs, which were not the same as angry roars, and they were also sentient, and they knew that it was painful to be burned by fire.

I don't feel like I have time to look back, even for a second, I'm afraid that the moment I look back I'll fall off my horse, I'd rather see how I fell.

At last I really saw how I had fallen, and as I was about to pierce their line, my horse was struck in the front hooves by a sweeping spear.

The horse stumbled, and I snatched it straight from the horse. I almost suffocated when my front chest hit the ground.

I felt the horse's hooves pass me, and I was startled by the sight of the galloping figure. I struggled to get up from the ground, and an orc rushing towards me was knocked out by a warhorse.

I was a little dazzled, and with the only bit of consciousness I drew the knife and dagger from my waist.

Seeing that there was no enemy in front of me, I jerked around, and an orc was running towards me with a big grin. I didn't attack, I just raised my knife to parry the axe it was slashing at me, and the blow was so hard that my ears buzzed when my knife was skewed by the axe it slashed, and the noise around me at the moment made me a little unbearable.

Still, I was conscious, and with a shard on my waist, I twisted my wrist and the knife in my hand ran towards its jaw. Its axe was not that nimble after all, and my knife was still much faster, and before it could pick up the axe again, the tip of my knife cut directly through the skin on its chin, and its head tilted back, and the dagger in my left hand stabbed directly into its throat.

At that moment, I saw another orc charging at me.

With a strong force, I pulled out the dagger inserted into its throat, took a left step and twisted my body, my body swirled, and the right-hand knife that swept past in a circle forced the axe raised by the rushing orc to force it to parry, and the dagger in my right hand stabbed it into its armpit as it was.

Suddenly, a rocket landed in front of my eyes, and then countless rockets landed next to me. I was overjoyed to see the orcs who had been hit by the arrows fall to the ground or flutter into flames.

Finally I heard shouts of killing, and yes, our men rushed over. Have they broken through the shield walls of the orcs?

At this point I had lost my direction, I didn't know anything at all, I could only turn my body to look for our people. Our people didn't see it, and a shadow that pressed over me made me subconsciously raise my shield.

A very heavy blow!

This time, except for the feeling that my left arm seemed to be broken, the wooden shield felt like it was shattered for me. I rolled out to the side. Before he could fully raise his head, the huge figure pressed back again.

The smashed left arm, which was in severe pain, is now unable to exert its strength, and I can only roll again. The thought that came to my mind was that I couldn't roll around anymore, and I had a few orcs waiting for me right now.

Jumping up from the ground, I tried to take in as much of the situation as I could. And when I looked at the giant who wished to be more than two heads taller than me, the only thing I thought of was a knife that spread out his hand and pulled out the pistol.

With the explosion of gunpowder, smoke rose and I saw the orc fall to his knees directly in front of me.

For a second I looked at the orc I had shot through the head in front of me, and I remember putting away my gun. After picking up the knife from the ground, I ran through the crowd. Move, move quickly before they even notice me, I guess it will keep me alive a little longer.

I finally saw the human soldiers who had been killed, and I had never felt the same sense of belonging, intimacy as I had when I met them. I didn't make any extra moves, just to rush to their side quickly, and I only felt safe when I melted myself into their torrent.

And they saw me, and wondered if they would be surprised that someone could rush out among the orcs.

But I'm very content at this point, and no matter what the future holds, I won't have much fear if I still have them by my side.