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This is a famous quote from "On War".

The attacker must grasp the moment, do what he can, and stop in moderation. The attacker should immediately switch to the defense while he is still able to organize a strong defense and the counteroffensive forces of the hostile forces have not yet formed. That's the apex of the offense"

If you go beyond the apex of the attack, you will incur a counterattack by the enemy who is stronger than your own, and if you stop the attack too soon, you will reduce the victory you should have. It is very important to correctly judge the apex of the attack.

In Lorraine's view, the orcs attacked. It's too child's play in commanding, and it's disgraceful to win. They have long since crossed the apex of their attack. But he was still under the strong orders of the patriarchs of various clans, and he tried his best to enter the spot

Just like the old old barbarians and half-orcs used to be, shout and rush forward in a swarm, and if you can beat it, you will win, and if you can't beat it, you will run away, and if you can outrun their people. can live.

When the Ruman army faced the deserters all over the mountains, they were usually only dumbfounded, and those guys ran up, and they were very skillful, and it was not easy to chase.

There is no perfect chain of command, each unit fights in silos, and there is no reserve for playing a decisive role at critical moments.

Beware of their own people among the tribes. Even larger than the human army opposite, in Lorraine's opinion. This is also understandable, fighting with humans, losing the fight, just screwing the head and running, according to experience, humans will not chase after the back of the ass to raid their homes and destroy their doors.

But these are their compatriots

At the beginning of the net, they relied on a brave force to suppress Ney'an's army to retreat step by step.

But the orcs were exhausted by this moment, and when they attacked, they seemed weak. If you can take one more step, you won't take half a step more, almost all of them have become soy sauce people, and when they wield their weapons, they are also listless.

They are indeed a hard bone now, and they may die if they rush forward, and they are getting slower and slower.

And the patriarchs of the various tribes have also begun to plan for themselves, passive slacking off, although the shouts of the orc warriors are still fierce, and the opposite side of the Naian army is still crowded with orcs, but the fact is that the orcs are no longer able to attack.

Their bottoms are all stains of sticky blood. And there is already a layer of half-orc corpses on top, even half-orcs who are famous for their belligerence, looking at the corpses under their feet are still chilling.

Even if Vichin and Torek were still leading their people upwards, they could only swing their battle axes again and again in vain, and even if he knocked down one soldier, another would immediately take the same position.

And his originally black and shiny armor. Now it was also full of sword marks, and the helmet had long been knocked off in the battle, and at this moment, the head was sticking to blood and sweat, clinging to his face, looking like a wolf.

Lorraine saw that the defensive counterattack tactics he had developed had worked, and the gallant soldiers of the empire relied on their close cooperation. Firmly withstood an enemy twice as numerous as them.

He looked at the chiefs behind the orcs with disgust, and suddenly remembered a famous saying: when people praise the bravery of soldiers, it can only mean one thing, and that is that the commander is as stupid as a hunter. Forcing the loyal warriors to die senselessly.

Sigo did this in Stalingrad, and at the last moment, he also promoted Paulus's classmates and sent them to death. Give it back, but everyone is not stupid, and the classmate still raised his hand and surrendered at the last moment.

Lorraine took a deep breath. He waved his hand at the Praetorian Guards beside him and said, "Order." It's time to let those pups move."

A bright magic bullet flew out of the Praetorian Guard mage beside him and soared into the air. Then it exploded.

Then, a rapid horn sounded in the camp of the Naian army, and the sound of "woo, woo" spread over the two warring sides and towards the vast wilderness. After the signal comes out. Lorraine put her right hand on her eye, staring straight in the direction of the orc camp, her eyes narrowed without blinking, her left hand clenched, her nails sunk into the flesh, and her fist slammed against the female wall of the fortress.

Five minutes passed, and it was still as usual in the distance.

Ten minutes later, the orc camp was still deserted.

Fifteen minutes later, a thin cloud of black smoke suddenly rose from the orc camp, and if you didn't even squint your eyes and look closely, you couldn't see it at all.

In a few breaths, the line of black smoke quickly thickened and thickened, followed by a burst of fire from the low black smoke.

Lorraine hammered his palm, then crossed his waist with one hand, and pointed to the half-orc camp opposite, and laughed: "Whahahaha,"

Vera knew that Lei Dang's arrogant appearance made people itch when they looked at it, who did she learn from.

As the flames rose, more and more black smoke rose from the orc camp, and the little fire also expanded rapidly.

First a line, then slowly widening. It turned into a piece, and after a while, the entire orc camp was filled with black smoke and fire.

A group of orcs ran out of the camp gate. Screaming wildly, rushing towards the battlefield.

In an instant, a group of ironclad cavalry rushed out of the camp gate, chased the orcs, and cut them to the ground.

Seeing this scene, all the human soldiers were shocked, straightened up their tired bodies, and shouted, "Hurray." 10,000"

The orcs turned their heads to look at their camp in a panic, which had turned into a sea of fire. The leather tent burns and gets up and comes out... The smoke of the decay merged into a huge smoke, and the half-young man of the guard was like a terrifying and hideous black dragon.

Vera grabbed Lorraine's arm and shook it vigorously. He shouted happily: "Young master, that fire is so spectacular." ”

Lorraine raised her fist and shouted at the soldiers below: "Yes, the goddess of victory is pulling your skirts, kill him for me."

General Ferdolis also excitedly drew his long sword, and shouted: "Reserves, press on all fronts." ”

"Roar" slaughtered them. The soldiers in the rear also pounced at this time, and followed to join the battle group.

The cavalry behind the formation mounted their horses, raised their weapons, and galloped out of the camp with a wild shout. Go around in a half circle and kill towards the side of the orc.

Vichin and Torek stared at the skyrocketing fire behind them. It was like falling into a cold cellar, and his face suddenly turned pale.

Before today's battle, he had also thought carefully about the tactics that humans could use from the perspective of human beings.

From his own point of view, he thought that the human race would use all its forces on the frontal battlefield, after all, whoever it was would not dare to disperse its forces in the face of twice his own troops.

If Lorraine knew, he would definitely laugh at the terrible fact that Vichin and Torek were uneducated, and they had not even learned the art of war. ”

In one sentence, the key to success is summed up. Two armies of similar strength wanted to win in a single battle on a frontal battlefield. Medieval Europe and Japan during the Warring States period had this condition, if nothing else, there were too few of them.

Even the decisive battle between Caesar and Pompey was fought three times in a row, if it weren't for the Egyptian Prime Minister's brain, Pompey's head would have been stabbed and Kai didn't know how long he would have to struggle

Vichin and Torek turned and shouted, "Go back." Fall back. Come back with me to save De Ipole. ”

A horn sounded, and the orcs collapsed in an instant, and began to retreat like a tidal wave.

When they retreated, the ground was in shambles.

Everyone was stunned by what they saw on the ground.

Like seashells left on the beach at low tide, countless corpses were revealed. Those who were stoned, those who were shot by arrows, those who were stabbed by swords, those who were stabbed to death by spears, and those who fell to the ground because they were wounded and trampled to death by their companions, lay on the ground.

Some of the orcs, who had not yet died, groaned to themselves in the pile of dead bodies, crawling on the ground, arms outstretched helplessly. You want to get the attention of your companions and save yourself from the arms of death.

Lorraine naturally wouldn't let go of this bargain at this time, and pressed the orcs for a long time, waiting for this opportunity, and immediately waved his hand heroically. yelled: "Up, kill." ”

Legion Commander Ferdolis stood under the banner. Then yelled: "Blow the trumpet, attack." ”

The officers raised their swords aloft. Pulling at his throat, he hissed desperately and ordered, "The whole team." The whole team.

Amid the angry shouts of the officers, the jagged formation immediately became neat again.

With a sinister smile on their faces, the Imperial soldiers looked at the orcs running with their backs to them, and these battle-hardened veterans knew that the following was the "slaughter time" of free carnival

The officers swung their swords down vigorously and shouted, "Enter"

The Imperial soldiers, with the sound of loud trumpets, were marching in unison, mercilessly trampling over the corpses on the ground. Slowly pressed towards the chaotic formation of the orcs.

The warriors of the first row held aloft a strong tower shield one man high.

In the second row were swordsmen with swords.

In the third row were the dagogoners with spears up to three meters in length.

Behind them are the archers and the magicians who are heavily protected.

They were neatly arranged in a steel phalanx that was both offensive and defensive.

The neat and tight Ruman phalanx, which was the pride of all the imperial generals, slowly but surely pressed towards the already panicked orcs. It's like a heavy roller rolling towards an egg, it's slow, but as soon as it passes through it, it will inevitably smash the objects below into pieces.

The half-orc chiefs were terrified when they saw it.

They all knew that this would not work, it was different from before, they could not escape, the camp was burned, and the belly was attacked by the enemy, and the soldiers of the Ruman Empire were in front and behind.

The half-orcs in the phalanx were immediately devoured, and the soldiers did not even slow down their pace.

In front of them, a group of cavalry was waiting for them, riding their horses, running slowly towards the orcs, carrying sharp knives that were still bleeding.

The orc leaders struggled to assemble their ranks. In the midst of the orcs that covered the steppe in front of them. More and more orcs gathered together to form a black chaotic formation.

Although Vichin and Torek were anxious, they also knew that they would not be able to do anything at this time, and they had 20,000 men. None of them can escape from this battlefield.

The Durch warriors, though scattered in the retreat, were able to maintain a rudimentary formation, and Vichin and Torek had to stop and organize their soldiers to face their pursuers again, as the rest of the chiefs.

There were just more orcs, ignoring the cries of their collars, passing by their own care, and fleeing into the depths of the steppe.

"Boom, Ann, Boom"

Although the steps of the Imperial soldiers were slow, they were unusually firm, and every step was like a urge, knocking on the hearts of the orcs

On the other side of them, the orc chiefs desperately cheered up their warriors.

At this moment, they even abandoned the horsewhip they used to use for a long time, and drove the guys away directly with knives, in a futile attempt to reorganize them.

"Do not be afraid, brethren. There is no way back. ”

"You son of a bitch, hold it steady, take the guy in your hand. ”

"There are those who dare to escape,"

"Yes, there are a lot of us, we can definitely kill them."

"Fight with them"

"If we don't fight, we'll all die here today. We're still more than them. ”

But those half-orc warriors, under the kicking and scolding of their respective patriarchs, were still fluctuating, facing the Ruman phalanx that slowly came back, and kept retreating.

The entire front is constantly twisting and contracting, and even in some places it has broken apart without attacking.

Lorraine looked at the orcs opposite. couldn't help but laugh dumbly, and said: "Reorganizing the formation in the rout, even Amor and Haddou may not be able to do it." ”

"Opportunity to annihilate them all"

"The enemy's front collapses at the slightest touch. ”

"Cavalry prepares, intercepts and kills, and must make the most of the enemy's casualties. ”

When the generals of the empire saw this, they were already relieved, even if they organized again, the orcs would no longer be able to come up with any tricks.

Everyone is closely observing the actions of the God ** team on the battlefield, and the soldiers in the battle cannot control the overall situation, and they are likely to be captured, so the corps commander Ferdolis needs to give orders to the troops from time to time.

Just when Lorraine and all the humans thought they were winning, a strange drum beat was heard, "Tom." rang out.

The sound of the drum was not high, as if it was coming from far away, but it was so clear that you could even hear the murmur of the drum.

The voice of the abandonment seemed to sound in the bottom of people's hearts, although it was not high, but it was enough to shake the soul.

At that moment, the whole world seemed to pause.

The originally clear sky suddenly seemed to fall a layer of dust, the sunlight seemed to weaken a little, and the originally slightly cold autumn wind suddenly became cold, blowing Lorraine shivering, and his heart beat twice for no reason.

"What's going on?"

Suddenly, everyone on the battlefield stopped and looked around strangely, and they all felt that the originally noisy battlefield seemed to suddenly be quiet, and there were still roaring orcs on the other side. It was as if something had sucked the sounds out.

Immediately after, a large gray mist was seen rising from the rear of the orc formation.

And then it was like a black sandstorm. Tumbling and flying down, shrouded in the middle of the battlefield, those that had been killed by the Empire's warplanes. Falling on top of the corpse of the half-orc on the ground, the Imperial soldiers in the front row, only a dozen feet away from the black fog, were about to rush into the fog.

At this moment, another command was heard.

I saw that the imperial soldiers, under the urging of the officers, took another step and strode forward without hesitation.

The Imperial ** Regiment is strictly disciplined, especially as the elite Tenth Army of the East, these heroic soldiers will never stop until they receive the order to retreat, even if it is a sea of swords and fires.

Lorraine saw those gray mist, and had a sense of déjà vu, as if she had seen it somewhere before, and couldn't help but feel a move in her heart.

He looked at it. Seeing Vera next to her, she also tilted her head, with a puzzled face, revealing a thoughtful expression.

At this time, the battle spirit stone on his neck suddenly became hot, and Lorraine suddenly understood.

He hurriedly waved his hand and ordered sharply: "Herald, blow the trumpet quickly, and order the legion to stop advancing." Retreat two hundred feet. Defend where you are and stay vigilant.

Priest, come to the priest, ask for the priest with the highest holy art. Let them come to the front. ”

With his command.

The loud horn of the emperor ** Tuan te sounded immediately.

Between advance and retreat, Fang showed the strength of different armies, which was different from the orcs who dispersed as soon as they retreated, while the soldiers of the empire, after receiving the order, first made the formation more compact, and then moved from back to front. Under the orders of the officer, they retreated step by step in an orderly manner.

The emperor's ** group seems to be just a "brush, a sound." The formation has already been changed.

It turned into a large array of steel that did not move like a mountain. The shields of the soldiers in the front row were next to each other, tightly forming a shield wall, and the soldiers cautiously stepped back behind the shields.

The spear is erected diagonally, ready to be lowered at any moment to engage the enemy who rushes up. At this moment, I saw a strange sound coming from the mist.

Like the roar of a wild beast when it is hunted, or like the wail of a man when he is tortured, the sound that comes out of the black mist. Creeps those who hear it.

Listen carefully, after this howl. There are also voices that whisper like singing in a quirky voice.

Then heavy footsteps came from within the black mist. It's not like you're walking, it's like you're dragging your feet on the ground, and it's like a stinging sound.

"What the hell is going on?" the crowd looked at each other.

At this moment, a dark shadow staggered out of the black concentration step by step, revealing a slow-moving orc.

When everyone saw the appearance of the half-orc, they couldn't help but be surprised, and then there was an uproar.