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Although the orcs suffered a setback, these warriors swooped down on the emperor ** battle line again with their unique bravery and unparalleled momentum.

Like the tide of the river and the sea, the stormy waves are swept up.

'Boom, boom, boom, boom......'

The rumbling cannon rang out again, shocking the earth.

The cannon spewed out a five-foot-long flame, once again spraying the deadly projectile high.

The cannon swept away the orcs in front of it in a fan shape like an autumn wind sweeping away leaves, causing terrible casualties.

But the orcs in the rear roared and shouted, and surged up again.

Immediately after, arrows rained down.

Knocked down a large area of the orc again.

When they rushed again, the mages in the air began to rain down their fiery crystals.

But the orcs again crossed the corpses of their companions and bravely continued to rush forward.

At four hundred meters to two hundred meters, this distance from the line of fire. They left behind countless corpses.

The corpses piled up and turned into a hillside of flesh. It caused great distress to the fighters in the back.

The green meadow had been watered with the blood and had become extremely muddy, like a swamp. It is possible to trap their ankles.

The stumps and severed arms piled up, like dense bushes on the mountain, and from time to time they tore at the body. From time to time, blood droplets of minced flesh splattered, and the warriors behind the pouring were all over the place, and even fell into their mouths.

Occasionally, I feel that something on the ground is stumbling on my feet, and when I lower my head, I will only see a bloody stain under my feet, and only when I raise my feet can I see that it is a piece of human intestines. And it was hot, emitting a white mist.

The stumps and severed arms were scattered all over the ground.

People walk over it, and they tripped over those things if they didn't care.

Or, the big foot stepped on it heavily, and there was a "quack" scalp-numbing fracture sound. And it's hard, piercing the soles of the feet, like stones, and it hurts!

Between these two hundred meters, there were corpses, blood, stumps and severed arms.

Under the command of Lorraine, these elite imperial warriors built up a range of near and far firepower, air-space integrated strikes. It's like a giant grinding disc.

It rotated every moment, devouring all the orc warriors who rushed forward bit by bit, until they all turned into bloody corpses.

It took almost a century to cross this short distance of 200 meters.

The patriarchs looked at their fierce young men who had just rushed forward a few steps, and in the next instant, they were all turned into corpses, and countless warriors were sacrificed in vain.

This huge loss made their hearts ache and pull their heads.

You must know that whoever can rush to the front is the bravest and most determined warrior among the tribes.

But in the face of such a despicable and powerful weapon as the Empire, they simply did not have time to come close and unleash their bravery.

In the blink of an eye, these warriors were either shot with bows and arrows, hit by artillery fire, or hit by explosive crystals falling from the sky, and then fell, and died in vain.

The orcs looked at the enemy at this time, but they couldn't get close. It can only be in vain to keep running, attacking, and then dying......

They couldn't help but despair, and let out a terrible, angry roar!

But despite this, those orcs are still extremely kind.

They were under the rain of arrows, the cannon fire, and the carpet bombardment of the magicians. Still struggling forward, a ** death charge.

In the midst of this frenzied attack, the orcs running at the forefront struggled past the corpses of their comrades and the mud all over the ground, and suddenly felt a lightness in their bodies.

They raised their heads and saw that the current emperor ** array was already in front of them.

The two-hundred-meter death line has finally been crossed!

Although the emperor's firepower is intensive, it is facing this surging crowd. In the face of this sea of people who did not count the deaths, they lacked the support of a dense platoon of guns, because this was still not enough.

The half-orcs saw that the Emperor ** Formation was just before, and there was a burst of enthusiastic cheers. It was as if victory was already in sight.

But then, the rumbling of cannon fire rang out again, shattering their dreams.

The warriors of these heroes again fell in large swaths.

Every inch they advanced, they had to pay a huge number of casualties.

But no matter what, they're still moving forward, and they've done it!

100 meters,

Countless orcs fell in the process of impact, but their companions rushed over their corpses and rushed again.

The distance between them and the imperial front is also getting closer and closer.

At this point, they don't care if they can win or not. There is only one belief left in my heart, rush forward, and let these damn humans bleed too!

The distance between the two sides has made it possible to see each other's faces clearly.

Although the orcs still keep falling, they are suffering huge casualties every moment. But they were getting more and more excited.

"Long live our people!"

"For the glory of the Great God Ston!"

"Kill all the humans!"

They waved their weapons and roared incessantly. Charge more fervently towards the Imperial Wars.

The orc archers saw that they had reached their range and immediately shot their arrows into the sky.

But then the holy white light in the sky was seen. It was the shield of divine blessings wielded by the priests.

The arrows slammed into the wall of light, clanging and clinking, and finally lost all their strength and fell haphazardly from mid-air.

Even though there were arrows that slipped through the net, firstly, the orc bows and arrows were crudely made, and secondly, the empire's armor was strong, so those arrows did not cause any loss.

When the orc commander saw this, he immediately decided. Orders were given to the archers.

"Throw away those broken bows, brethren, and rush forward. Our people are invincible in melee combat!"

Then with those archers, they also rushed forward under the fire of the Terrans.

The distance between the two sides is getting closer.

Eighty meters!

Seeing this, the officers on the front lines of the empire responded with their usual indifference, and then shouted the command.

"Hold your ground!"

The heralds shouted loudly, passing down orders layer by layer.

'Hold your ground. “

"Hold your ground!"

“......”

"Prepare to ramble. “

"Prepare to ramble. “

"Ready to Collide"

“......”

Hearing the order, the Imperial soldiers bent down and put their shields on their shoulders, ready for the imminent massive impact.

Behind them, the spearmen also clenched the spears in their hands, one foot in front and one in the back, ready to stab.

Thinking of the impending bloody fight, the warriors trembled slightly under the stimulation of adrenaline, and clenched the weapons in their hands.

But for Lorraine, these are all backward plans, just in case a half-orc really rushes through the line of fire set by himself.

At the same time, a unit in the second line had quickly crossed the line of archers in the rear and came behind the first line of shields.

They were all burly, with big shoulders and round waists. The muscles of his arms bulged high, and at a glance, he knew that he was definitely powerful.

They were carrying a strange jar, and in addition to that, they were carrying several iron balls, some of which resembled those shells of the artillerymen, but they were a few more than the shells.

They were the second legion under Lorraine, the Grenadier Corps.

In the middle of the seventeenth century in the history of Lorraine, the grenadiers were even a specialized military department, independent.

Grenadier, this title is so honorable that it is even given to those soldiers who fought bravely as an honor.

At the same time, it also shows how elite and outstanding the grenadiers are among the infantry.

Even in World War II, in order to improve morale, the Germans also named the elite units of the Third Reich with the title of "grenadiers", that is, this title has an aura of honor.

As long as you wear this title, you will have at least +5 morale. And there are also bonuses on defense and offense.

These soldiers were even used against the torrent of tanks. This shows how strong they are.

When the soldiers arrived at their positions, they began to quickly assemble simple trebuchets using the instruments in their hands.

The trebuchet was so simple, it almost looked like a lever, but it was only a superficial appearance, and underneath it was a thick, powerful bullet used as a charging device. And in order to be able to throw things farther, in the middle friction part, Lorraine even used bearings.

This kind of pole can easily throw something weighing five kilograms to 80 meters away. Although it is far inferior to grenadiers and mortars. But in this era of cold weapons, it is enough to be proud of the world and bully all enemies to death.

The grenadiers had assembled the mechanical grenadiers in tens of seconds.

At this time, the orcs had already braved the artillery fire, charged regardless of life and death, and advanced to a distance of fifty meters.

At this time, the grenadiers carefully placed the jars on the catapults, and then put their torches together at the mouth of the jars.

I don't know what was in the jar, and it started to burn immediately.

Immediately after, with an order, the shooter pulled the mechanism.

Just listen to the mechanical sound of 'buzzing ......'.

Propelled by the powerful force of the bullets, all the fire cans flew into the air.

Nearly 1,000 trebuchets shot out together.

The scene was spectacular.

Billowing smoke from the fire pot flew into the sky, arcing through the sky before falling into the raging tide of orcs.

Immediately after, the fire pot burst.

For a moment, it was as if the gates of hell had opened.

These oils are all carefully refined by the Flying Eagle Company, and the combustion value is extremely high. When it cracked, it immediately burst into flames.

Just listen to the 'boom'.

In an instant, a bright red flame rose into the sky, straight into the sky.

Within a radius of ten meters, everything turned into a sea of fire.

Countless orcs were ignited by the canister and turned into a humanoid torch.

They kept rolling and jumping in the midst of the fire, screaming in agony and pain.

The terrible scream resounded through the heavens and the earth, piercing people's ear drums, and they couldn't bear to see it.

Immediately after that, the second row of tanks had already flown out.

Third row

Fourth Row ......

Those stonethrowers are simple to use and easy to operate.

In a very short period of time, they have already thrown five rounds.

In their frenzied throwing, no matter the cost.

More than 5,000 piles of fire were blazing, and although there was a slight difference in the middle, they managed to form a wall of fire that separated the orcs in front and behind.

If the fighters in the back wanted to continue the attack, they either rushed directly through the sea of fire. Or go through the raging flames.

If you rush directly through the sea of fire, you will inevitably be burned into a charred corpse. The unfortunate ones who couldn't hold their feet, or were pushed by their companions behind them, confirmed this.

And if you go through the flames, then their offense will inevitably drop greatly.

The fighters in the rear hesitated for a moment. In the face of the raging flames, no matter how brave they are, they have to concede three points.

However, the warriors in front of the flames saw an opportunity, and they still bravely continued to charge towards the Terran position!

The rumbling cannon rang out again.

Immediately afterward, bows and arrows rained down.

The orcs immediately fell countless more, and they were all in mourning.

Although their offensive front had been weakened, these valiant warriors roared and waved their weapons as they fought forward.

"Rush forward, we orcs are the kings of melee combat. ”

"Rush up there and let these damn humans shake under our sharp axes!"

"Rush up and show them how good we are. ”

"Rush up and kill them all. Avenge the death of your comrades!"

"Rush up ,......"

Forty meters,

Thirty meters.

With the unique degree of a half-orc, this short distance can be swept by with just a few breaths. The human soldiers simply didn't have time to reload their shells, not even their bows and arrows again.

As they ran, they looked at the enemy on the other side. Find a gap to get into the enemy's camp at the first opportunity, and let your tomahawk chop through their fragile necks and feast on the blood of their enemies.

But they were surprised to see that in the face of their own attacks, those humans were not the same as the enemies they had encountered before. They didn't scream and run away like a girl, but they didn't panic at all.

The guys filled in their heads and did what was at hand in an orderly manner, and the calm attitude of facing their tomahawks and facing death was an incredible surprise.

But the orc warriors still didn't hesitate.

They roared like rushing streams, and gathered together and rushed towards the cannons.

It's these damn things that take the lives of their own companions.

They must destroy the evil and despicable things created by these human beings with their evil thoughts as soon as possible, and avenge their companions!

At this moment, near the cannon, a group of burly men wearing high hats appeared there.

The guys smirked, then exhaled and threw the black iron pellet in their hands into the air.

The iron pellets fell to the ground and landed beside the orcs.

Someone was running, and glanced strangely at the iron pellets that were spinning on the ground, snorting white smoke, and wondered, how could humans throw these things?

Immediately after, a burst of fire flashed.

A huge wave of explosive gas swept across its radius.

In the midst of that 'boom' explosion, the orcs fell again.

The mighty attack that had been raging like a tidal wave from the beginning had been almost completely shaved away like layers of potatoes under the attack of human artillery, bows, magicians, and grenadiers.

At this time, their numbers are even more scarce.

If they were angry just now, now they can only be regarded as trickling streams at best.

But these warriors still did not flinch and charged bravely!

When they saw that the cannon was close at hand, they shouted and jumped high to the side of the cannon.

These brave orcs were fully convinced that their power was far beyond that of humans.

'The Great God of Stone will bless his bravest warriors!'

Once you get close, start hand-to-hand combat, and when you get there, the unarmed human soldiers will inevitably be killed by themselves!

At this moment, I listened to an order.

The orc, who was staring at blood-red eyes and waving his battle axe, suddenly appeared, and the shield hand of the Terran had already rushed over, and the tall tower shield appeared in front of him, firmly blocking the way.

They were furious and waved their tomahawks in their hands. He slashed at the huge shield in front of him. There was a spark from the smashed shield.

But the shield of humanity is still firmly in front of it.

But then, I heard another command from the human commander.

"Spearman, step forward, stab!"

Immediately afterward, the spear-holding soldiers tightened their grip on the spear and stabbed it through the gap in the edge of the shield.

Immediately, it was withdrawn.

Bright blood splattered out with their movements.

Through the shield, a roar could be clearly heard outside, and the roar was as angry as a wounded beast.

But the soldiers didn't pay any attention to it, just stopped slightly, and then stabbed out again with great force!

Then, repeat the same action again.

They are so sophisticated and smooth, even a little mechanical, like old farmers who plough the fields, but act on instinct that has been cultivated over the years.

As they stabbed out again and again, they retracted.

The roar outside gradually subsided, and the sound of the shield beating died down.

The shield opens.

Immediately afterward, with the axemen in front and the archers behind, a group of Imperial soldiers rushed forward.

They don't care about three, seven, twenty, as long as they see a half-orc, whether they are dead or alive, they immediately slash their swords, and stab three or five first.

Then, with the help of the grenadiers, they quickly cleaned the battlefield in front of the artillery. Kill all the orcs one by one, until you are sure that there is not a single one alive, and then you can quickly come back again.

The orcs behind the line of fire all screamed in anger when they saw the tragic death of their companions. Keep waving the weapon in your hand.

But they were stopped by the raging fire, and could only stand there staring. Little by little, I could only move from the gap in the fire to this side.

At this moment, I heard a loud horn sound.

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Lorena flew high in the sky, looking down on the battlefield.

As a powerful mage, in this war, he can only watch it.

Especially looking at the tsunami-like frenzied attack of hundreds of thousands of orcs under the command of Lorraine, the imperial warriors used the weapons in their hands and almost did not let them get close.

She couldn't help but sigh secretly.

Although the fighting below is in full swing, the blood is flowing like a river. But she's still a little out of the world.

Thinking of the prophecy of the first master of Lester, Luo Lina couldn't help but feel a little sad: in the future, magicians will inevitably decline, and the future will be the world of alchemists!

Could it be that in the near future, he will be laid off?

I think that I worked hard at the beginning, got up and climbed in the middle of the night, practiced hard and accumulated magic without sleep, and I had the current ability, but that bastard in Lorraine easily built a cannon that was even bigger than a magic cannon, uh, no. It should be a cannon that works better than the magic cannon.

Because a tenth of the magic cannon is more expensive than his cannon, it is impossible to make so many.

Could it be that all the qiē I made before was going to be in vain?Book portal members upload it by hand, two books +, just add 3 in front of the click......

Although he has now made a clear breakthrough, it is very likely that he will become a magician. But what's the use of that?

Even if you become a magician, your abilities will increase even more than you do now. But in the face of these weapons made by Lorraine.

Cannons, grenades, incendiary grenades...... One by one, they appeared. Those half-orcs who blew up cried wolf.

Moreover, the preparation of these things is simple. The requirements are a world of difference compared to that of a magician. As long as it's a person, it's going to do it.

In other words, as long as a person has these things at hand, he can have power compared to that of a magician. And compared to magicians, they didn't have to practice magic or recite spells. Not to mention, you don't have to worry about running out of mana.

It can almost be said that the power is infinite, even if the most powerful magician touches them, he will feel a little helpless.

Alas...... If your career is so unsmooth, it's better to find someone to marry earlier, and then have children early!

If the Rest Magus knew the mood of his most proud disciple now, he would have chased him down and smashed Lorraine's body to pieces.

You must know that Lorence is only twenty-two years old now, just in her teens. And now there are signs of being promoted to a magician.

Once leveled, he is the youngest magician in the history of magic, and there is no one.

At this time, I heard a loud military horn sound.

There was silence on the part of the military formation.

The shelling from the Imperial side stopped.

The archers also stopped firing their arrows.

The sound of the trumpet immediately interrupted Lorina's thoughts.

But instead of being angry, she was happy, and suddenly her spirits lifted, and finally it was my turn to appear!