"Of course you can—hahahahaha......" El Knight Captain was amused by him, and gritted his teeth excitedly, "Severcros—let us slaughter them!"

"Hahaha............" The entire phalanx of infantry knights burst into a burst of hearty laughter, and they all raised the kite-shaped shields and knight swords in their hands, kicked the tip of the sword with their feet, and rushed towards the orc Chinese army directly opposite: "For Severcro-!!!"

"Roar--!!!!" Seeing the humans charging at him on the opposite side, Totosa felt as if he had been mocked, when was it the turn of the humans to attack first?! Without hesitation, he raised his battle axe and swung it forward, and the entire orc wargroup once again charged the coalition army.

The fierce infantry knights met these enemies, who were not at all heavyweights like themselves, and the sharp conical formation became a sharp arrow from the infantry phalanx, piercing straight into the chest of the orc warband, and piercing into the surging gray frenzy.

When the arrows rushed headlong into the surging wind and waves, the frenzy of that moment was terrible to even Mars, the god of war—there was no racial difference, no difference of faith, and no other reason to tell the people the reason for the battle, but only one thing to think about - to kill it!!!

Without hesitation, the El Knight Commander waved his two-handed greatsword and smashed open the skull of the first orc warrior to meet him, and the burst of blood stained his vision, and he kicked the headless corpse that was still moving to the ground without mercy. Before he could raise his sword again, more and more orcs rushed forward, and at the moment when the cold light of the heavy spear pierced him, a kite-shaped shield erected a shield wall for him, and the heavy heavy spear pierced through the kite-shaped shield, piercing the chest of the brave knight with a terrible howl.

The infantry knights who shouldered the heavy responsibility desperately tore the Chinese army front of the orc wargroup, and opened the breakthrough little by little. The commander of the 1st Corps, Pabrik, who was guarding the rear. The old Roman soldier raised his sword and shouted in a heavy tone that was almost emotionless: "Roman legions - march !!! in disarray"

"Forward-forward-forward!" The originally tightly locked formation was suddenly unraveled, and the neat phalanx turned into a straggler formation composed of small teams, following the phalanx of infantry knights and pushing forward vigorously.

And the heavy infantry of Laria and Salion, who were sticking to the two flanks of the front, were still stubbornly resisting the repeated onslaught of the two flanks of the orc warband, biting their feet and holding on to their positions.

If you look at it from above, the entire coalition phalanx looks like a large V-shaped arrow of a flying bird, spreading its wings and stretching forward continuously, while the orc warband, which originally resembled a flat and elongated shape. At this moment, it was like plasticine constantly being pulled to both sides, and the thickness of the central military formation was slowly shrinking, but the length was increasing little by little.

Tearing the enemy's formation from the center, then outflanking them in two ways, splitting them up - this is Theodore's tactic, very simple, but also dangerous, because it is also very likely to be used by the enemy: if it does not succeed, the Chinese army in charge of counterattacking is in danger of being surrounded - because they have to meet the enemy on the left, front, and right sides at the same time!

The width of the battlefield meant that Theodore could not throw all his troops into it at once. He could only be divided into three formations, as was most commonly done by Roman legions. Therefore, those in charge of the first and second fronts, whether it is to resist the charge or counterattack, is an extremely difficult task, and it is absolutely impossible for non-elite divisions to do it.

But until now, the initiative was still in Theodore's hands. The enemy's forces have been thrown into it in full. However, the coalition had only used two-thirds of its strength, and there was still room for Theodore to deal with it calmly.

Now that the cards have been played, there is no way to turn the situation around except to go all out - it is up to the knights to defeat the orcs who have taken the fortress of Severcro completely.

"For the sake of Savincro-!!!For His Majesty the Human Emperor-!!!" The El Knight Chief, who was no longer in his prime, still wielded a two-handed greatsword with his strong arms, which even the orc's straight-edged swords could not match. Like an angry lion, it became the spearhead of the whole army, and every swing of that terrible greatsword would bring up a beautiful blood flower.

The knights who had been waiting for a while behind the formation seemed to be pouring out their accumulated anger at once. Roaring and rushing at the orc warriors in front of him, without skill or grace, they engaged in the most primitive and savage duel of power against these enemies who were a circle larger than themselves.

Perhaps the way these knights fought was very different from the other hoplites, and more and more orc warriors were attracted to them - and they also sensed that the enemy was doing what they had just done - and these lowly humans wanted to fight through the warband!

"Click!" A thick, straight-edged sword slammed into the shoulder blade of a Severcro knight, and the entire left shoulder was split in half with a thick double layer of chain mail. Perhaps realizing that he was certain to die, the knight laughed maniacally, threw away the zither-shaped shield on his left arm, pressed the back of the sword stuck on his shoulder with his left hand under the stunned gaze of the enemy, and without hesitation, waved the long sword in his hand, drew a beautiful semicircle in the air, and cut off the extremely ugly head.

Laughing madly, the Severcrore knight tossed aside the headless corpse of his enemy, and before he could pull out the straight-edged sword stuck in his left shoulder, three or four heavy spears had pierced his torso from front to back, and a large round shield of bread and iron slammed at him, and his high head was twisted behind his back with the sound of "Karakala" under the great force, and he staggered two steps, and fell to the ground with a thud.

The fierce fighting did not stop because of death, and the El Knight Captain who was at the forefront of the charge did not slow down his pace because the knights around him fell one by one, and there were one more clashes on the heavy sword, and the originally bright blade was about to be dyed red.

Al stared at the front, his chest heaving violently - he saw that the guy was unlike all the orc warriors, the armor on his body was so exaggerated, and the tomahawk in his hand was terrifyingly wide.

This guy is the leader of this orc tribe!" "Hehehahaha......" Al grinned as he carried his broadsword, believing that the other party must have discovered him - he had this confidence.

Slaughter it, and the battle is won. Al slammed his sword above his head without hesitation. The fierce Totoesar raised his battle axe and collided with the El Knight Chief, the axe and the great sword collided in unison, bursting with dazzling fire.

"Ahh!!!!!!!!!!h

A man and a beast shouted and roared hard, constantly waving their weapons, colliding with the opponent's blades, and the knights and orcs next to them avoided this small battlefield one after another, without the slightest fancy, it was completely a life-fighting style. Every time it's a hard time.

"Ahh Pierced the tip of the sword into its heart!

"Poof!" Bloody, hideous-looking Al thrust his sword into Totosa's left chest with all his might, his teeth clenched, "It looks like the heart of you brutes." It's no different from us!!hahahaha...... "The right hand slammed into the leg, and the entire sword body was inserted.

"Roar--!!" Totosa howled miserably, and Al, who was relieved, fell to his knees and fell in front of it. Enraged, the orc leader threw away his tomahawk and slammed his right fist to knock El to the ground.

"Hehe, hehehe, hehe, hahaha......" Al fell to the ground unable to move. He was still laughing madly, laughing at his enemy, not realizing that he was about to be killed.

"Roar, roar, roar, !!!" despair, anger, unwillingness...... God knows what Totoxar was thinking right now, but it had only one thought, and that was to kill this human no matter what!

Humble human beings, small human beings, how dare they, how can they ...... This is never true, never true!

"Click!" was a crunching sound, the sound of bones being smashed, slight, but more remarkable than all the sounds, and made people stunned.

Totosa, who had just raised his battle axe, had not yet smashed it down on Al who was lying on the ground, and a long sword that caught up from behind had already split its skull, and this burly and huge figure stood in place like a sculpture.

Gendry clutched the sword in his hand, staring at the scene in front of him in amazement, looking at this terrible monster, he didn't know where he got the courage to do it, his eyes widened, his throat twitched, and he pulled out the sword stuck in Totosa's head.

"It's dead!"

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The battlefield suddenly erupted in loud cheers, and the shock of the leader's killing made the orc warriors lose the courage to continue fighting, and the original bloody nature turned into cowardice at this moment, and they fled towards the castle behind them - while the coalition warriors began their final pursuit.

"Victory is yours, Theodore Julian...... No, you should be called Your Majesty. An indescribable smile appeared on Bran's slightly immature face, and he bowed his head slightly to Theodore: "Severcro...... The whole north is yours!"

"No, not yet. Theodore raised his sword lightly: "This castle is still there, this Broken Mountain has not fallen yet!"

"Soldiers - Attacking !!!!"

(Thanks to the lucky leaf (clover?) and the god of fire (who has been beaten several times again, Mr. Huo...... A.R. Tassadar (unfortunately I haven't played StarCraft much)'s monthly pass tip!I'm really happy!) (To be continued......)