Orc Tyrant

After the huge force smashed Mount Mihir, Oke pushed the front completely to the foot of the mountain, and the humans resisted this torrent by relying on a large number of fortifications and tunnels built earlier.

The battle was deadlocked all night and gradually turned into a tug of war.

Under such circumstances, Mount Mihir desperately needs a lot of reinforcements, and the continuous bleeding has overwhelmed the entire defense line.

In the early hours of the morning, the 66th regiment belonging to the 21st Division of the Empire began to brave the howling mountain breeze and climbed the **** of Mount Mihir to the north in the darkness.

They will be the first reinforcements to arrive.

The armoured vehicle at the front of the queue was clinging to the mountainside in a short form, advancing along the path connecting the southern lowlands and valleys.

This trail is very inconspicuous, but it is very clearly drawn on the map. Beacons arranged at intervals clearly indicate its location. According to the latest information, Ouke has begun to surround the entire Mihir Mountain, and the main arterial road has been It becomes less safe, so such trails are particularly important.

The short lights repeatedly emitted by these beacons are very important guiding information, but even so, the visibility is still pitifully low under the influence of darkness, and they can't make a mistake.

After several hours of dangerous climbing, the three regiments finally reached the maximum elevation point of the trail.

Soon they will drive down into the valley and drive straight to the Mihir line of defense.

Seeing that the sky over the mountain began to brighten, the driver of the lead car, Gavlin Lake, sighed in relief.

After a few long and tense hours, he was able to see through the closed car window for the first time. After a while, he had to look up to see the irregular shimmering light on the road ahead.

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! !

Suddenly, a rocket with a bright red tail flame shot towards him, passing through the airtight car window before moving his finger to the intercom on his ear. The explosion immediately killed him.

"by!"

The sudden roar from the intercom gave a tingling pain to the left ear, causing Bather, the head of the 66th regiment, to shrink.

"Take your **** transporter out of the road and fucking! Get out of the open area!"

The voice on the phone had the pungent accent peculiar to Tyre, but Bather did not immediately recognize him, this person was not his subordinate.

"This is Colonel Bather, the 66th regiment, immediately report his identity."

"Colonel, let your people get out of those **** vehicles and off the road, now! You are all under the gun!"

Bather turned to look at his entourage wizard, who was awakened by the explosion in front of him.

"I repeat"

He called to the stranger,

"Report your identity immediately."

There was a moment of silence in the communicator, and then responded:

"This is Yegosher of the 10th Company of the Night Blade. I will lead our company to merge with you under the command of the headquarters and go to Mihir with you."

The sound of artillery fire not far shook the road, and the loud noise even passed through the shell of the off-road vehicle.

"You have to get your people out of the vehicle, Colonel Bather, I know this sounds like crazy, but Greenskin uses some kind of guided missile. If you didn't see it with your own eyes, you wouldn't believe it!"

The wizard nodded to Bather, and the colonel turned to the correspondent:

"Ritz, let the boys get out of the vehicle and look for cover. This is the battle zone, with green leather in front of the road."

"Understood, sir!"

The correspondent answered and then relayed the order to others.

"Colonel, I think—"

The wizard stood up and said:

"We better set an example."

The wizard’s apprentice had already begun to help him put on the fur cap and cloak, and everyone in the off-road vehicle was preparing to leave the cockpit as quickly as possible.

"How did Oak know this way?"

Bather was a little confused, but it did not prevent him from putting on his coat and hat to get out of the car.

"It's hard to say, intelligence reconnaissance is full of difficulties, maybe it's just a little green-skinned troop that got lost."

A minute later, the driver opened the door, and the people in the car rushed into the darkness one by one.

As soon as Bather's boots hit the ground, he immediately ran to the side of the off-road vehicle, trying to assess the current situation.

The leading armored vehicle was billowing black smoke into the air, and the soldiers were pouring out of the truck from the rolling and crawling. Although they were shocked by the impact, they were unharmed thanks to the absence of more rockets.

Bather could see a man in a windbreaker at the back of the convoy, beckoning other soldiers to get on and off from the last few tanks they could use. Obviously, he was the night blade who had just talked to him, but he just didn’t know when he was mixed Into the team.

The soldiers acted in pairs and immediately found a shelter for themselves, enabling them to deploy safely.

Gunshots echoed nearby, and green-skin bullets began to swish past.

The wreckage of the lead crasher was clinked by fat metal pellets shot by the green skin, and the **** of the roadside was piles of rocks and dense bushes and pine forests that looked like hiding areas.

The Witley Grand Canyon is not just stones. The more to the north, the richer the vegetation.

"I suggest that our soldiers go to the woods, sir."

The army wizard said, his eyes gleaming in the darkness.

"Maybe we can flanks them while Greenskin's attention is still on our vehicle, I can feel that they are not many."

"Enter the woods, boys."

Bather immediately shouted in the phone:

"Strike from both sides of the road."

Then he called out to the leading chain.

"Captain, we are going to use the woods as a cover. How is your situation?"

"Not so good! Oak's firepower is fierce! We were nailed between the east forest line and the roadside recess."

Bather could hear the short blast of the light machine gun in the cold night sky during a series of desperate battles. When he was about to reply to the opponent, another explosion hit the lead car, and the vehicle instantly exploded into a roaring ball. Fireball.

The head restrained the urge to rub his eyes until he could not believe it until he saw the rocket hit.

For a moment, before the rocket hit the target, he caught a glimpse of a small green figure sitting on its protruding part. The creature's twisted and crazy face grinned happily with needle-like teeth and laughed wildly. Towards his own death.

They are really using a fart to guide the rocket.

The soldiers rushed into the woods from the left side of the road, exhaling clouds of mist as their boots trek through the slightly slippery road after the rain.

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! !

Suddenly, another rocket screamed past the smoking vehicle and came straight to Bather's unprotected shelter.

Everyone instinctively lowered their heads, but Bather's sight was much better this time, and his eyes followed these navigating farts.

The small green skin giggled and yanked its lever, but it was too late to aim the rocket's trajectory at the fragile human being.

As the rocket flew past their scalp, Bather felt that he heard the frustrated scream of the lunatic navigator. The rocket dragged its smoking trail and disappeared into the deep curtain before dawn, and then there was another worthless one. explosion.

"I'm so stupid!"

He roared:

"We have to retreat to the woods, now!"