(I'm very sorry.,Because of a little negligence on my part.,Forty-two chapters were sent out as forty-one chapters.,Today it's a supplement.,Please forgive me)

"Pull the bowstring! Load the ballista, prepare the fire oil, and prepare the torsion trebuchet!"

Following the orders of the commanders, the sappers pulled the huge bow with force to the sound of slogans, loaded the clay pots filled with fire oil and stone cannons onto the launch track, and the weighted large crossbow bolts protruded from the launch port of the ballista.

"Crossbowmen——, get ready!" Ustan commanded loudly, "All ——! on their shoulders."

The three rows of crossbowmen immediately crouched down, stepped on the hoop with their feet, pulled the crossbow string apart with the help of the bracket, pulled one out of the quiver and put it on it, and then carried it to their shoulders with a brush, dragging the handle with only their right hand.

"Ten steps forward——! "With the whistle, the crossbowmen carried their heavy crossbows and trotted to the back of the Roman army.

The nimble sapper stood on top of the trebuchet and lit the fire with a tallow torch.

"Report to the sir——! the catapults are all ready——!"

"All ready—" Marshal Terenus nodded at Will, and the other party immediately understood, and turned to look at the trumpeter: "Launch ——!"

"Understood!" the commanded bannerman immediately raised his battle flag, and then quickly pointed forward!

"Launch ——!," the commander roared, "all ready to ——, a salvo!"

"Knock ——————————!!!!"

Countless large fireballs dragged long lengths of black smoke through the sky for a moment, flying towards the orc army that was roaring madly with a strong temperature.

Most of the oil fillers didn't actually hit them, because there were a lot of trees nearby, which caused the oil fillers to burst on top of their heads, scattering into a red slurry that sprayed down from the top of their heads!

Some of the large fireballs with lower angles rushed directly into the orc formation from the front, dragging out a line of fire on the ground, and all the orcs who approached, as long as they were stained with a little fire oil, would burn all over their bodies, and then quickly turned into a pile of charcoal in a miserable howl.

Unlike the wanderers, the orcs of the Taal tribe are not short of food and drink, so their body hair is denser, and most of them have an animal skin coat - this thing is really a little bit of a thing.

Heavy large crossbow arrows swept over the heads of the army, and with the sound of "woo woo woo woo" breaking through the air, it turned into a black shadow of death, and hit the orc army head-on, sweeping directly from the front of several rows of enemies as if it were cutting wheat!

Because of the need to guard against the cavalry charge of the coalition army, Kosai deliberately arranged the military formation very densely, so that he could buy himself time to react when the enemy charged. However, the current situation is due to this decision, and the coalition trebuchets and ballistas are over-performing, and the dense salvo of crossbow arrows and fire oil has caused considerable confusion.

But this made Kosai very puzzled, how did the enemy move these big guys into the forest? If there were only one or two, it would be fine, but Weishenme would have so many? Such an attack would have at least dozens of powerful units!

Kosai had also tried to bring the trebuchet into the Forest of Silence, but the big guys had just walked a little way before they fell apart completely, and it was impossible to assemble them again. In a fit of rage, it killed several human slaves who were carrying trebuchets, never using them again in the rest of the battle.

What's even more puzzling is that the Noldor Elves actually use fire oil in the Forest of Silence!

So, Kosai won't understand that there is still an assembly machine on this shijie, and it won't understand that in the face of revenge and enemies, anyone will change a lot, and it will probably be hysterical.

But it can't be delayed any longer!, Kosai looked angrily at the raging fire. The enemy's long-range offensive has already caused it a lot of losses, and this loss has already hurt its muscles a little———— it has even seen some orc warriors of small clans start to crumble!

There are no speeches, no slogans, for orcs, declaring war and attacking only need to do one thing.

"Roar—————————— roar ——————————!!!!!!!!"

Kosai's whole body was half-squatting, curled up like a lobster, as if he was going to roar out all the liliang in his body, and his arms were full of green tendons with red eyes.

"Roar—————————— roar ——————————!!!!!!!!"

The orc warriors followed the roar of Kosai, no preparation, no slogan, and after the roar, all the orcs brandished their shields and weapons and trotted towards the coalition infantry lines!

Their steps were not fast, but they were full of firm conviction, and the entire army seemed to be a black curtain that shrouded the earth, obscuring the entire shijie in tearing and chaos.

The earth was trembling slightly, it was the sound of their footsteps, the power that made the heartstrings tense, even if it was so far away, it could still be clearly felt!

Terenus looked indifferently at the army of orcs rushing out of the flames and smoke in the distance, without the slightest fluctuation of emotion———— it was this group of beasts that destroyed the Knights of the Dawn, killed his most Haode men, most Haode comrades and brothers, and kept himself awake at night in the condemnation of his heart.

But now Terenus is free of tears, or those feelings have long since been drained. The only thing he could think about now was how to get the beasts to pay for their actions.

"Let the archers prepare. Terenus commanded, "Let them taste revenge too!"

"Archers——————, take arrows!"

The Noldor Southern hunters in the rear line began to calmly draw their arrows, sticking them into the soil in front of them, their slender fingers pinching the tail of the arrow feathers, and their eyes had already swept over the heads of the infantry line. They know where their targets and enemies are, and the vibration and force of the bowstring will tell them the power and range of the next arrow.

"Launch ————————!!!!!!!"

With a roar of rage, the Noldor hunters took advantage of their rapid-fire advantage to the extreme! The elm longbow in their hands turned into a machine cannon, and the sharp wolf's tooth arrows chased one after another, and the back arrow chased the tail of the front arrow, pouring out like a bead of water, and then rushing into the sky.

When such a terrible rate of fire appeared two thousand, the entire sky was covered with their rain of arrows! The sound of the bowstring vibrating was endless, and the black arrow shadows poured down, and the raindrops generally smashed into the army of orcs that were moving slowly, and the arrows covered the sky covered the sun's rays, and the battlefield with a pleasant temperature suddenly became frighteningly cold!

The entire battlefield was filled with the screeching of arrows piercing the air, and it became denser and denser, like locusts crossing the border, and there was no way to escape.

The orc army moved slowly in the torrential rain formed by the flying arrows, holding their shields high in their hands to cover themselves———— but it was completely futile, and the round shields with a small area were soon full, and one after another fierce and sharp wolf fang arrows hit their bodies through the gaps between the shields.

Because the Noldor elves use wolf tooth arrows, most of the orcs are only pierced, and the barb is stuck in the flesh and can't be pulled out, and if you want to pull it out, I'm afraid you have to pull off a large piece of meat, but at least there is no danger to your life at the moment, but there are also more unlucky ones, who were hit in the eye and throat, and were killed directly on the spot!

The orc warriors marched towards the enemy in this rain of death, and with a cry of sorrow, the warriors in front fell to the ground, and the warriors behind them stepped directly on its body and marched forward. One footprint after another, even if he was still alive, he was trampled to death.

By now, both Kosai and ordinary orc warriors know very well that they can't stop no matter what———— because turning their backs on the enemy is certain death!

They are accumulating their anger, ready to vent their anger when they rush in front of the enemy!

It was a road paved with blood and corpses, and any pause and cowardice would add to worthless casualties and waste their liliang in vain.

"Either way, these enemies are warriors. Theodore looked at the approaching orc army with some emotion: "I believe that an army like them can charge against the rain of arrows is rare in the world!"

"So, we can't let them get out of here alive!" Diodore suddenly turned cold, gritted his teeth and said, "We're going to leave all these guys who aren't afraid of death here!"

With that, Theodore waved his hand downward, and when the herald beside him saw it, he immediately raised a battle flag and lowered it forward.

Then, to everyone's consternation, the Roman legionary infantry, at the centurion's whistle, went from ten to five, one after the other. Soon, ten wide passages were vacated in the center of the infantry line.

What's to be done?

"All the crossbowmen are in position——, move forward!"

At the shouts of Wing Commander Ustan Konstantin, two heavy crossbow squadrons quickly passed through the passage and stopped two meters in front of the infantry array.

"Crossbow ——! three-stage shooting!"

The Roman crossbowmen perfectly inherited the discipline and training specifications of the Roman military system, and in Theodore's opinion, this way of fighting in line was the most suitable for such a well-trained crossbowmen.

The heavy crossbow will cause a huge recoil force on the archer, but it also indicates that it can have a very powerful impact when encountering an enemy———— and all enemies who are hit head-on by the crossbow arrow will inevitably take a step backwards and be stepped on the ground by the warrior behind them.

The military formation that is already in the charge must not stop!

The enemy is already close at hand, how can it be stopped at such a time?!

With surging rage, Kosai took the lead in rushing out of the queue with his two-handed battle axe held aloft, and then the entire orc army changed from an irregular quadrilateral to a cone-shaped formation.

Blood, about to stain this ruin!