Chapter 103: True God
Seeing that the orc troops on the opposite side simply directly hedged and chiseled through the monster defense line, the high-level commanders of the demon clan who were observing all this in the rear stand couldn't help but gasp, they were very familiar with all the arms of the orc empire, and what level of strength could the apex of each arm reach, which had been fully verified in the previous battle process, but the phalanx of less than five hundred people in front of him only took less than twenty breaths to kill the center of the monsters, and then it took thirty breaths to break out of the encirclement, you must know that the monsters fighting with these more than four hundred orcs alone are medium and large monsters that have exceeded the orc phalanx by eight times, the monster with iron scales and sharp teeth is actually like a weed in front of these orcs.
"How much did they lose in battle?" even the Supreme Commander trembled a little when he said these words, but he could calculate an approximate number without reporting to the Supreme Commander.
Less than ten people!
In the face of more than ten times as many monsters, less than five hundred orc troops suffered less than ten battle losses, which is definitely abnormal!
On the battlefield, the frightened monsters have completely lost the mind to continue fighting, panic has replaced madness and bloodthirsty, the sky flies away from the battlefield, and the ground is also running wildly, each monster has the same consciousness: must stay away from those strange-looking monsters, and farther away.
"Sir, do we continue to rush now, or go back?" Throwing off the eyeballs on the wolf's claws, the adjutant who had been secretly protecting Alf asked with a slight gasp, the surrounding orcs had high fighting intent in their eyes, just waiting for Alf's order, even if it was a sea of swords and fires, they had the confidence to rush through the obstacles and finally obtain the true glory of the orcs!
"Back to the city".
The simple and forceful answer did not cause much surprise, and the orcs who obeyed the order were partly on guard, others cleaning the battlefield, carrying their glorious companions on their backs, and walking slowly until the gates slammed shut.
Demon camp
"Quickly inform the main force attacking the Kotler Empire of this news, the warriors of the Orc Empire have changed in an unknown situation, you must pay attention to it!" After speaking, the commander who took the initiative to ask Ying to be in charge of the siege made a general analysis of the sudden war before, the orcs in front of him were not reinforcements falling from the sky, but the original orc warriors in the originally crumbling city wall, but even so, the medical level of the orc empire could not be so superb, these orcs must have received some special favor, not only the body recovered, but also the combat effectiveness of the surge more than twice the commander, the commander clearly knew that the original combat effectiveness of the demons and the orcs was one to two, but now the demon warriors can fight with the orc warriors to one is not sure, the strength of these orc warriors greatly exceeded his expectations, which also disrupted his long-planned plan.
I'm afraid the next battle won't be so smooth.
Compared with the worries of the demon commander, Alf in the city let out a long breath in a corner where no one was paying attention, the madness had been lifted, and feeling the soreness of his muscles, Alf smiled heartily, he was finally comfortable fighting this battle!
I believe that not only him, but also those warriors who have just returned from the battlefield are the same, it turns out that this is the real orc, this is what the orc should look like, Alf just finished sighing in his heart, he was surprised that his feet were slightly cold, and when he looked down, he saw a trace of mist steaming, and a sore feeling disappeared under the light of the mist, and the injuries on his body healed as quickly as before, and Alf, who was overjoyed in his heart, immediately rushed to the city, and it turned out that the entire royal city was once again shrouded in mysterious mist, and the cheers under the city walls were like a tide, and the young werewolf commander at the head of the city couldn't help but wet his eyes。
"Beast God above, young werewolf, obey the call of our true god, show your most primitive power, and respond to my true god!" The bear shaman, who was also bathed in mist, smiled and accepted Alf's salute, which he deserved, but then the old shaman also saluted the young commander, and Alf did not shy away.
"The compatriots in the city have been healed, and now we can be said to be invincible. "Alf went out of the city, but the shaman did not go out of the city, in addition to blessing the totem aura to those young warriors who charged, this wise shaman has also been paying attention to the changes in the city, these fog that awakened the orcs continued to gush out from the ground, as if endless, the fog seems to be light, but it is firmly guarding the half of the city outside the city wall, as long as it is within this half a mile, the wounds on the orc warrior's body will heal faster than any kind of medicine, the closer to the city wall, the more obvious the effect, the orcs in the city are almost minor injuries can not survive a breath of time to heal。
"Don't be undefeated, we need to be cautious, but now we have less pressure, but it's a pity that ......"
The bear-man shaman also sighed, and then smiled and comforted: "Even if it is a little late, we still come after all, and we who have been ignorant for a long time have finally been favored by the true god." After the bear shaman finished speaking, Alf immediately asked.
As a high-level shaman of the orc empire, the relationship with the beast god is several times higher than that of ordinary orcs, and the totemic power of the shaman comes from the fanatical belief in the beast god, in order to call for the favor of the beast god, and transform these favors into a halo blessed on the orc through the totem pole, giving the orc warrior strength, but for thousands of years, the beast god that the orcs believe in is not the real beast god, but a pseudo-god who usurped the position of the beast god, this unknown pseudo-god intercepted the power of most of the orcs' belief in the true god, and also disguised himself as a beast god to give back to those calls from the shaman, and this false god who doesn't know who it is has been pretending to be and deceiving for thousands of years in this way, and it is precisely because of this that the true power of the orcs has also lost their true selves because they have not received the true feedback of the beast god for the power of faith.
These mist are obviously the power of the real beast god, this wonderful power first made all the orcs awaken the real orc power, and then through the awakening of power, the lost soul of the orcs was opened to the barrier of self-dust due to the lack of faith power, feeling the most primitive orc power, and clearly clarifying the true existence of the beast god for thousands of years.
"So...... We still have to believe in the beast god now?" Alf said he didn't understand this explanation, but he was very good at finding the crux of the matter.
"Yes, we don't need to change our faith, for the truly great beast god, we have always been devout believers, and now what he has released is not a favor for the beasts, but a kind of guilt, of course we must believe in the beast god, and we must serve as always, until death. "Watching the moon fall, the sky is still dark, but the dawn is just around the corner, and tomorrow's weather is only one for the orcs: clear skies.
Alf breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "You said so, I don't have to worry about it, since we have gained strength, then we should use this strength to do something, otherwise it is we who should feel guilty." After speaking, looking at the glimmer of light at the end of the canopy, Alf sighed and said: "I really want to see the joyful expressions of other people, and I also want to see the enemy's ......" As soon as the words fell, Alf's expression suddenly changed, because he suddenly thought of a question, just because he thought of this possibility, he was shocked into a cold sweat, and then the werewolf commander with a complicated expression looked at the phalanx opposite, and a trace of pity began to appear in his eyes.
Fifty miles within the borders of the Gary Empire.
"Sir, there is a small river beyond this hill, and we can fix it on the spot. A minotaur who had lost half of his ear dragged an iron rod and staggered to the bellows and gasped.
The bellows' face had been wrapped in layers of gauze, revealing only a pair of bull's eyes, and after hearing the voice, he thought for a moment and nodded.
Miscalculation!
The demon commander is far more cunning than he thought, originally he planned to go around to the rear of the demon clan to feint, even if it can't disrupt the early deployment of the demons, but as long as it can attract attention a little, as long as the other party's commander can be distracted, the Kotler Imperial Marshal Seka can find the opportunity to bite the main force of the demons, but unfortunately, the bellows of action leaked for unknown reasons, and was ambushed in a small col less than ten miles behind him, if it wasn't for the sudden fog, they would be greeted by the end of the entire army, not to mention the annihilation of this enemy several times their own under this mysterious fog。
Strange to say, the fog seems to have a mysterious power, has been healing the orcs in battle, the effect is even better than the totem pole, but unfortunately at the beginning of the battle, his own team shaman sacrificed himself, intending to fight for a trace of life for his own troops, if the shaman did not die, now you can ask the reason.
The main body of this force that came with the bellows were orcs, and after the ambush, there were not even a hundred people of other races in the team, you must know that when they set off, the bellows brought a full 3,000 people, but now there are not even a thousand.
Troops of less than a thousand people simply could not play even a little harassing role in the rear, and the bellows were thinking as they walked, and then they could do something with the little force they had at hand.
"Sir, an elven ranger said that there is a demon quartermaster camp after the river, should we do something to fan the flames in the back? A fox warrior scratched his chin with a dagger and asked with a smile, this guy is one of the guards of the bellows, he is agile and good at assassination, this expedition, this young man of the fox clan has blocked several attacks for the bellows, and he is a savior of the bellows, and he is also a top student of the military academy, with outstanding military ability, and like himself, he is also very good at fighting behind enemy lines.
"There's no point in a small quartermaster camp, let's find a way to do something big. Exhaling a white breath, bellows' gaze turned further east.
The sun is rising.