Orc Tyrant

The guards spread out in a scattered formation. They attacked uphill, ignoring the weak cover provided by the shade of the slope.

The main offensive force advances towards the horizon under the firepower of the Iron Catastrophe, even though bullets and neighing grenades are scorching their gray armor.

"This is Tharu, Xiami's firepower has increased, and my striker has almost entered the attack range."

"This is the big green, we are on top! Xiami has been defeated."

When the combat bulletin cascaded into Guk’s communication channel, the King of Oak broke into the vortex of war without hesitation.

"Enjoy this battle, boys!"

The heavy fire hammer hit the huge power armor, so that the air around him was filled with metal shavings from the missiles.

The chief of the court guard, Kundera Ka, rushed forward beside this mighty king. He knew that it was better than shrinking under the weight of the coming fire. It is a great thing to be allowed to accompany the overlord during the storm. Glory is rarely imposed outside the elite.

Mangul, the head of the guards, his voice rang in the communication band.

"Boss, we have already occupied the eastern fortress and are suppressing their artillery positions."

"Well done!"

Guk laughed and strode forward steadily, even though a direct cannon from above was shooting at him.

"Shoot him!!"

The human commander was roaring at the artillery, and the huge pressure from the pale behemoth made him tremble.

boom!

The explosion was only a few steps in front of Guk, and the rain-like metal debris and dust spread to the surroundings.

Kundera felt a tingling pain between his shoulder and thigh, but the physiological function beyond mortal quickly suppressed the main wound, and he didn't even have time to check the extent of the damage.

Ahead, his boss is already charging forward.

The Overlord’s Hammer stood a few yards in the middle of the storm-like rain of bullets, and then the huge figure suddenly jumped onto the defensive position that the defenders hurriedly erected, like a furious giant.

"Waaaaaagh!!!"

Guk let out a roar of battle and raised his mechanical claws to fire at humans. The few defenders who had not been blasted to pieces by the flat-fire barrage were all set on fire by his special bullets.

"They are retreating. Focus their fire on the left flank and fire on the western position."

The human beings who were the first to bear the brunt collapsed under Guk's sullen anger and retreated to the opposite side of the hillside. The attacking dirty car and tank formations have begun to pour firepower to the defenders in the west that are still resisting and drive them off the top of the mountain.

At Guk’s feet, the rudimentary fort was abandoned among the bloody, burning remains of human corpses because they tried to stand in front of the King of Oc.

Glancing around, Guk shouted through the communicator:

"The engineering team stepped forward! I want to quickly build a wall on the west side of the **** and deploy the artillery to the rear. All the bosses will come to see me immediately."

The commanders of the Guards gathered from all directions to the top of the mountain, Kunderaka took a moment of rest to observe the surrounding environment of the hill.

Behind him, leading to the southeast, a river valley is clearly visible-a river valley basin is now full of armor and artillery transported by heavy trucks.

"Boss, the scrap iron is in place."

At this time, six scrap iron mechas also arrived at the front line through transportation.

Guk decided to take the top of the **** immediately, instead of slamming it under human fire. After the heavy losses in the previous few days, the scrap iron gang has recently been reorganized and has not yet shed blood.

"Who is missing here?"

Guk glanced at the leader of the guards gathered, then fixed his gaze on Manggul.

"Big Thick Legs and his kid are still attacking the stronghold in the west."

Following his gaze, Gu Ke found a wide and overgrown valley in the north. A guard is continuously attacking rows of low stone bunkers, defensive positions, and sloping dikes. A fortress surrounded by a trench of barbed wire.

The structure of the overlord guards is more fragmented than the legions. They are based on squads. There are about 100 guards in one squad. The entire guard corps has 110 squads, and each squad leader is independent of each other. Only Guk and Mangul can give them orders directly, and of course Guk has a higher priority than Mangul.

"It seems that the hanging flag is from those dried shrimps in Aswan."

Upon hearing Mangul's words, Kunderaka said mockingly:

"Ha, aren't they all dead?"

On the occupied positions, the fart spirit was climbing on the steep **** and was sent to the west side of the hill to undertake the construction of fortifications, with the unique speed and cold precision of the Guards.

When the construction of the fortifications began, all the leaders gathered on the side of the overlord, and the overlord's hammer stood above the steel giants like a mountain covered with iron armor.

Seeing that everyone was almost there, Guke raised a metal hand armor and pointed it at the fortress in the valley below.

"Tell me what you saw."

Dalu, the leader of the 95th squadron, was the first to answer.

"A stupid shrimp fortress is very small, with only a dozen shrimps in it, and the site is not well selected, and it will be overlooked by higher terrain to the east and northwest.

Guk gave a noncommittal hum and continued:

"anything else?"

Another leader stood up. He was from the 83rd squad and his name was Huo Maw.

"I wondered why these fortifications were so hasty and perfunctory. It seems Xiami is planning to build outlying positions, but our offensive forced them to abandon these unfinished walls."

"In short, they are too weak!"

"Yeah, these shrimps are bad."

Guk raised his hand and interrupted these meaningless words of contempt.

"The answer is not that simple, look at it, maybe you will start to understand that the enemy can also learn a lot."

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! ! ! !

A small group of white helmet guards carried a large number of ordinary Ouke boys and charged towards the last defensive position of humans in this area.

The 19th Infantry Regiment of the Black Legion is garrisoning the stronghold.

boom!

Captain Volan neatly changed into a new magazine, stepped sideways over the low parapet, and fired at the green leather climbing up the stone wall.

He dumped bullets at them, and hit the wall and the scarred sandbags with an inaccurate return. It seemed that at the same moment as a few heartbeats, the empty pistol clicked again.

He withdrew back, the gap in the firing platform was replaced by another soldier, and the voice of Sergeant Okan rang in his ears.

"Bunker No. 6 is overwhelmed, sir, I request the support of the remaining troops."

"Permit, Okan, take your own company and dock with me in Bunker 4."

The communicator rang out a gunshot, followed by heavy breathing:

"Confirm, sir."

Volan withdrew from the bunker opposite the central position, while continuing to load ammunition.

The form is very severe. The Greenskins continued to blast the outpost for an hour, ignoring the corpses they had piled up in the fortress recess.

The trench was completely filled with monster corpses, and the barbed wire fence had been destroyed. If the hills above the fortification terrain were captured by Oak so quickly, it wouldn't have been so embarrassing. Volan knew it was only a matter of time before it was captured.

It's not that there are no friendly troops around, and the Sixth Defence Division of Tyre is only one kilometer away from here.

But obviously, they seem to be more willing to hold their positions and watch from the sidelines.