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In the sound of whining horns. The orcs shook off their rough mi-footed hurricanes and trampled over the ashes with a jagged pace. Begin to advance towards the human camp.

It wasn't until they were a mile apart that the orc team stopped.

The soldiers were led by their respective patriarchs. Raise the weapon in his hand above his head, "Whoa." screamed.

When Lorraine saw it, he couldn't help but be extremely curious, and stretched out his hand to call over a warrior of the orc tribe who had taken refuge in him.

In the early days of the war, many orcs living on the border had already taken refuge in the Terrans under the coercion and temptation of Lord Lorraine. And these guys were dazzled by Lord Lorraine's big votes and houses, and they followed him with determination.

If the full score of loyalty is 100 points. Then they are loyal up to one hundred and fifteen!

Even, they also formed a servant army composed of pure half-orcs, followed behind the Emperor ** Regiment, and worked hard to help the Emperor ** Regiment.

Of course, if they occasionally can't change their dog to eat, they go out outside the border line, reach out to their compatriots, and rob it, rob it, rob it, rob it, rob it, rob it, grab it, and grab it. But as long as it is in accordance with international practice, the Lord of Lorraine is divided, and his old man pretends not to see it.

Those half-orcs who were called in the textbooks of the empire's five-year compulsory education "deeply aware of the righteousness and conforming to the trend of history" were hated by their fellow clans, and were called beast traitors, referred to as beasts, and the title of rape seemed, like. Maybe "a little lewd?"

Lorraine called the orc, then pointed to the other side. "What are they doing that?" he asked.

The orc took a look, then replied respectfully, "Lord Hui, that is a moment unique to my clan. And I'm invincible. Immortal, homeless, extremely heroic. ”

Lorraine froze, looking at the pride on the half-orc's face, but her heart was extremely disdainful: these poor ghosts. Even the worst quality alcohol cannot be bought. Only by shouting slogans to prick the *point

But at the same time, this gentleman is keenly aware of the huge business opportunities: if I spend some time and let the Flying Eagle Company buy some rotten potatoes or something at a low price and refine them into wine, I can definitely sell them for a big price.

Just when he was wandering out of the world again, thinking wildly.

At this time, I saw a half-orc holding a black scorpion banner on the opposite side walk out of the military formation.

Vichin and Torek alone walked at the forefront of the Durchi, out of range of the Emperor's bow and arrows.

Hanging their tomahawks heavily on the ground, Vichin and Torek looked up at the thick formations on the high slopes, their eyes flashing with a gleam of sunlight reflected by their armor and blades, and he narrowed his eyes.

Looking at the well-equipped and well-disciplined human army at the top of the slope, Vichin and Torek were suddenly stunned, and he suddenly thought of himself who had been as stupid as he had been three years ago.

"No, at that time, like these ignorant tribesmen, he thought that the steppe was the whole world, and Vichin and Torek glanced at his compatriots and snorted contemptuously.

"If you think you're at the forefront and kill the most, you're a qualified patriarch. And so on. Perhaps, he can only slowly rot on the sandy beach in the south, and live his whole life just to grab a few beasts and a few women. ”

"If there had been no Deibol, if there had been no Deibolevichin and Torek muttering to themselves. He couldn't tell what he felt in his own heart, to the lepref-like woman. There is gratitude, love, resentment, and anger.

"Soon, as long as we can occupy Neyan. Human craftsmen, human farmers, and our orc warriors, I can build an invincible legion. All that stand in my way, I will stab them and tear them apart. ”

Vichin and Torek raised their tomahawks, raised their heads, and roared with all their strength, "Fight." ”

The black-armored soldiers behind him roared along with Vichin and Torek, and their momentum instantly overshadowed the orcs on the entire battlefield, causing the human soldiers to look at them sideways.

Lorraine suddenly came back to her senses, then raised her chin slightly.

The orc next to him immediately understood. He was presented with the resume of the orc patriarch in a low voice.

Lorraine was amazed at the moment. He stared carefully at Vichin and Torek on the other side. I am also very interested in such a half-orc patriarch who has the ambition of mixing a grassland.

According to the information transmitted by the secret intelligence agency in his hands, the Goblin Venture Capital Company under the East Factory, the previous patriarch of the Abendan tribe is also determined to unify the grassland.

But the poor fellow died at the hands of the man on the other side, and Vichin and Torek were ambitious enough to organize an allied army of orcs for the first time ever, even though the tribes had their own agendas.

Lorraine knew that a character like this would either be a mess against the sky, or he would die a miserable death, and this guy in front of him, Lorraine rubbed his chin. Xindao: Fortunately, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like it's against the sky, at least it looks frustrated, which doesn't meet the aesthetics of the greatest women of this era.

As for why men who conform to the aesthetics of strong women can be prosperous. Isn't this nonsense, even one. A man who can't build the world's first harem, how much ability do you expect him to have.

Seeing the orcs screaming there like beasts, Vera glared at them dissatisfied, Mosuo held her white and tender hands, trying to trick them to teach the lion not to tolerate a dog barking, and similarly, the dragon could not tolerate other creatures to be arrogant.

Although Vera looks well-behaved and clever, and always looks like Fengchuan has been poisoned by Lorraine's side, the Fang clan's decades of compulsory education are not given in vain.

As the race with the highest force value in the world, if you dare to jump in front of them, you usually slap them to death, take the delicious ones back to make hot pot, and throw them out to feed the dogs if they are not delicious.

Lorraine watched Vera puff out her white cheeks. puffed up and patted her on the shoulder. He said loudly: "It's a good thing to shout high, do you want to go to the forest to soak in the orangutans?"

The orc, dressed in tattered fur, now held his hands high above his head, his mouth wide open, revealing a mouth full of sharp teeth. The screaming appearance really looks like the yelling orangutan.

Hearing Lorraine say this, everyone around him burst into laughter.

Vichin and Torek flicked their tomahawks, pointed at the human formation, and shouted, "Kill."

"Kill!" the Durch behind him raised their weapons and roared as they charged at the human army.

All the orc soldiers roared in unison, and the tide rushed to the high slope.

General Phildoris stood under the eagle banner of the Ruman Empire, watching the stagnation. All over the field, the half-orcs whose footsteps shook the earth trembled, but they were still extremely calm and methodically giving orders.

Officers at all levels stood at the forefront of their respective ranks. Follow Ferdolis's orders to adjust your team.

"Put. ”

Watching the orcs enter range, the officer of the trebuchet unit waved decisively down.

The soldier picked up his axe and cut the rope, and with a "bang", the huge pole of the trebuchet was cocked. Throw a boulder the size of half a man into the sky.

The heavy stone was under the gaze of the human soldiers. It slashed through a poignant arc and smashed deep into the orc ranks, splattering flesh and blood in an instant, plowing a huge blood-colored gap from the orc soldiers.

"Dry bleaching"

"Good"

There was a burst of cheers among the legions.

"Quick, quick, give those bitches one more time. ”

In the angry scolding of the officers, the soldiers quickly put the pole back into place, and the soldiers who dialed the winch gritted their teeth and pulled the handle with a hideous face, and the rope soon squeaked.

The ballista man pulled down the bracket, and there was a loud "boom".

The huge crossbow bolt with the thickness of the arm flew diagonally into the sky, and the ballista bounced off the ground, and then fell to the ground in an instant, splashing a puff of dust.

The bolt flew over the human soldier's head in a visible trajectory, smashing a beautiful low parabola into the orc crowd.

Due to the great kinetic energy, those orcs who were hit by the crossbow arrows were like glass hit by stones, directly smashed to pieces by the huge inertia and heavy arrows, and burst like balloons.

The orc exclaimed, and the formation instantly became chaotic, the places attacked by the boulders and crossbow arrows were scattered, and the other places were crowded together.

At this moment, I heard a long and sad horn from behind the orcs.

Immediately after, the orcs, who had been screaming all along, sped up again. It's almost rushing towards the human position with all its might.

Ferdolis raised his right hand slightly, and said, "Archer quasi"

The heralds waved their flags. Loud chanting, "Archers ready, archers ready"

The order flew down layer by layer like an echo from afar.

The officers of the archery team in the front row received the order, raised their long swords in their hands, and shouted in a loud voice: "Quasi"

The archers drew their arrows and placed them on their bows. Then, with all the strength of the milk, the bowstring was pulled with great difficulty. There was a tooth-aching "crunching" sound.

The officers shouted loudly, "Shoot the arrows." Arrows, arrows"

Arrows like dark clouds were shot into the sky. It was like a terrible metal storm.

Bows and arrows fell, in the ranks of the orcs. It's like suddenly being sprinkled with a big handful of sand. In an instant, countless empty spots appeared, all of which were orcs who had fallen after being hit by arrows.

But these vacancies were immediately filled by the galloping orcs.

"Ready," put. ”

Another round of arrows poured down, and this time some orcs shrewdly raised their wooden shields covered in animal skins, but they were lightly shot through by sharp arrows.

Then came the third round, the fourth round

The orcs could only passively speed up their pace. Swiftly rushed through the archers' attacks.

At a distance where they could see the tongue of the orc leaf on the opposite side, with the order coming from the rear, the officers shouted: "Archers retreat."

The archers put away their crossbows, quickly turned and ran back, through the gap left by the infantry, and returned to the camp, rubbing their already swollen arms while waiting for the order to fight again.

The infantry quickly filled the gap and held their ground. Hold your shield to your chest and raise your sword. Waiting for the onslaught of the orcs.

The officer in the front row raised the long sword in his hand and shouted: "For the Empire." ”

"For the Emperor"

The soldiers roared angrily, their weapons beating their shields, blood surging into their brains, adrenaline secreting wildly, and their hands trembling with excitement.

"For the sake of the Empire, kill".

The orc who was running at the front "Puff Rumble" crashed into the soldier's shield, brandishing the rudimentary weapon in his hand, desperately smashing into the human soldier on the opposite side.

The human soldier withstood the impact. Immediately afterwards, the spearmen next to him were under the orders of the officer. Shout, will be in the hand

Suddenly there was a terrible scream.

At this point, the spear was withdrawn. Countless blood splatters splattered out, followed by a burst of people turning on their backs.

But the rest of the orcs didn't let it go at all. They glared at blood-red eyes, roared loudly, waved their weapons in their hands, and slammed them into the Terran soldiers on the opposite side.

The weapon slashed on top of the armor, out, the sound of Ding Dong, the long sword slashed on the naked body, it was a dull "poof".

The human soldiers, who were hit continuously and kept retreating, were quickly held up by their comrades.

The orcs who had heroically rushed into the human array had not had time to cheer, but they were surprised to see that they had to face the weapons that were reaching from three directions. And then in an instant. was smashed into a colander. Blood dripped down the blade of the sword into the dirt.

The soldiers in battle became more and more fanatical, in order to be able to slash the person on the other side, even ignoring the weapons already on their bodies.

The orcs are like the tide that keeps rushing towards the shore, wave after wave of the rocks, splashing blood-colored waves.

The well-trained human soldiers, relying on their sophisticated armor and tacit cooperation, did not retreat like a reef, clinging to their own front.

The orcs were accumulating in front of the phalanx of human soldiers. In the end, each orc soldier was pushed by the crowd and constantly rammed into the human's shield. And some orcs can even lie on top of the crowd. Leaping into the phalanx of the human race, they were only pierced by the sword of the soldiers who were waiting in the back.

The pressure on the front line is increasing, and finally involuntarily begins to step back. The soldiers in the back line quickly plunged into the gap and took their place.

Hit by weapons like tomahawks and maces. The soldier who screamed and fell to the ground was dragged out by the people behind him and handed over to the chain mail soldier guarding behind.

Every second, countless warriors fell to the ground screaming with blood, and the sparks burst out from the collision of weapons shone between the red-clad and silver-armored human soldiers and the black-brown half-orc warriors.

This is a hard-fought battle without any falsehood, the top legion in the human world, hard to shake the orc warriors who have grown up in battle.

Before I knew it, a large amount of blood was like a stream. The dry ground had slowly moistened beneath their feet, soaked the blackened weeds, and in some places even spilled over the ankles of the soldiers.

The roars of the soldiers, the tearing of the barrels of weapons, the screams of pain, and the screams of the wounded converged into a strange and terrifying noise on the battlefield, which was not inaudible at all. But it came to the ears very clearly

By order of the commander of the Phildoris Corps. The human soldiers strictly guarded their phalanx, firmly holding their positions.

The formation of the orcs was like a crescent moon in the inner four, constantly attacking the human position from the front and flanks.

And behind the human position, there is their fortress-centered camp in Lorraine, and the Naian army in the inner line can easily mobilize reserves. Going to support the forward in critical condition, Commander Fertorius was able to see the entire battlefield at a glance, and quickly passed on his orders to the troops in battle.

As the battle continued, the orc ranks became more and more chaotic, and even the human soldiers had to move around with them. At this time, the formation of the two sides has become two arcs, the half-orcs are in the big arc of the outer circle, and the humans are guarding the inner circle.

The orcs tried to break through the human formation, but each time they were pushed back by reinforcements that arrived quickly.

The Durci led by Vichin and Torek had been pushing and pushing forward, but they had never been able to break through the phalanx, which seemed to be composed of only a few rows of soldiers.

The crossbowmen on the high posts in the camp even kept shooting arrows at the orc team.

More and more troops asked General Ferdolis in the rear for reinforcements, and Ferdolis, who calmly observed the battlefield, simply ordered them to "hold on." Resist again

The battle continued for more than an hour, and both sides were exhausted and out of breath by this time.

To the anger and confusion of the orcs. No matter how they attacked, the Naian army only hid behind their massive tower shields. A long sword stretched out from the gap and stabbed a sword into the orc that had slammed into the shield.

It's like one. Like a hedgehog with spikes erected all over its body, the Neyan army has been shrinking continuously. Fortify their battle lines, so that they can only wave their weapons in their hands in vain, knock on the opponent's shields, and cannot attack at all. There is no way to exploit their numerical superiority.

At this time, the human phalanx had left its place. It retreated more than a hundred feet, but the tight and orderly formation never changed.

Lorraine did not come out of the atmosphere, standing on the fortress. Calmly observing the battlefield below, at this time, seeing the situation of the two sides, Lorraine finally breathed a sigh of relief, and gasped heavily, revealing a trace

When Vera saw Lorraine's smile, she knew that the orcs below were finished, so she just asked puzzledly: "Young master, we won there, why can't I see it."

Lorraine pointed to the team of half-orcs and said, "Half of the time of the net battle, between the front and rear arrays, our team retreated about eighty feet, and the next half hour. Our line had retreated about thirty feet, and our line had not taken a step back from just now until now.

This illustrates. They've run out of energy, and now, it's time for us to make a move (to be continued)