Orc Tyrant

At this moment, the day is darker than the night.

The air was replaced by a strange mist, and the thick black mist swept across the hills of Orleans driven by the strong wind.

Brylan doesn't believe that this is a natural wind, it is by no means a natural climate phenomenon.

Between the battles, he heard the war witch Domiti speculate that this was some kind of large-scale witchcraft of Ouke—their savage spiritual power once produced terrible destructive power in the Battle of Tyre. This event is in the witchcraft. The art world spreads and wins.

It is said that the fourth great shaman of the Benedict Empire had a passionate collision with the chief great shaman of Ouke. The propaganda of the Benedict Empire was their victory. Since Ouke did not have a propaganda agency, he did not express any opinions, but the result came. Said that the victor of that battle was Ok.

What about this time?

For now, there is indeed a blaze of flame storm in the southern sky.

The Ninth Army, located at the assembly point of Orelson, together with some scattered troops and skirmishers from another Citizens Temple hunting squad, evacuated the camp area that had been completely destroyed, and was now stationed around an industrial area.

Brylan has never entered this place, but he knows that there is a huge underground space in the industrial zone.

Some of them are residential areas, there are air-raid shelters, and some military bunkers. This area was supposed to be a rallying point, but now it has become a defensive point, which is ironic.

There are still tens of thousands of workers who are too late to evacuate, and only the Ninth Army stands between the enemy and them.

The core of the industrial zone is a large smelter, which has been transformed into a small fortress. It covers and guards the gates of the underground bunker. The lower structure contains many entrances leading to the main underground roads, pedestrian roads, freight roads, and even There are tracks.

This smelter is worth fighting for.

WAAAAAAAAAAGH! ! ! !

The enemy kept attacking along the road, and in front were the fart spirits and ordinary boys, followed by the heavy armored boss in the formation, and finally the armored unit.

The boys who charged in the front seemed extremely enthusiastic.

They banged on the drums, screamed in their mouths, not caring about their lives, and blindly rushed to the high walls and gates, causing countless casualties.

Some of them had explosives tied to their bodies and rushed to the wall to detonate, trying to explode the wall.

Their behavior was puzzling Brian.

Those Ouke seemed willing, but begged to die, but in his impression Ouke was not a creature that was not afraid of death at all.

But their blind sacrifices clearly point to this conclusion.

It's like a kind of group thinking, a kind of hysteria.

He observed that the chief Ouke, in heavy armor, was supervising the battle behind a large group of boys, forcing them to advance with pain and threats.

Obviously, they were enslaved killers, and behind their madness stood a cruel master.

Perhaps they were promised some kind of reward in return for their hard work.

Perhaps they hope that if they can survive their faithful service, they can gain power.

Or they understand that the consequences of rebellion are worse than death.

Or maybe...

Brylan smelled a strong smell of alcohol, and these rushing Ouke seemed to drink a lot.

He saw in the book that the ancient barbarians would drink a lot of alcohol before fighting, and they believed that this would give them stronger courage to face the shield formation and spear formation of the civilized legion.

But it turns out that this has no effect, and can only make them die faster.

Another wave of offensive reached the foot of the smelter.

He has ordered the army to be the main force to repel the enemy, and those war witches and extraordinary warriors must replenish their energy and leave their precious mental and physical strength to more valuable goals.

The connection with the underground bunker is the key.

Ammunition can be delivered continuously to provide supplies for ordinary soldiers-mainly machine gun bullets and grenades.

But the shells of the heavy artillery, including the shells of its armored vehicles, are limited to those previously carried with the vehicle, as well as a small amount of supplies that were taken from the camp before the assembly point was evacuated.

Every shell is very precious, but light weapons and ammunition can be splashed on the heads of the green-skinned cannon fodder at will.

Heavy weapons should be reserved for more important targets.

Right now, those goals are approaching.

In addition to the main force of the Blood Skull Legion that has not yet aggressively attacked, there are signs that heavy armored units are gathering at intersections, and there may even be war machinery.

Brylan understood and supported the war witches' request to play, most of whom had a deep hatred with Ouke.

Although they were eager to participate in the war, Brylan demanded that they must preserve their strength and wait for the moment when only they can turn the tide.

But he did not understand those traitors.

On the way to retreat, with the help of a friend and judge, he uncovered the traitors lurking in the army.

One of his staff officers also had hundreds of soldiers.

They all became fanatical blood worshippers, and they kept leaking out the deployment of the army and the course of action, allowing Oak to accurately pursue the retreating troops, making it difficult for them to gain a foothold in a short time.

Bryland was confused.

What caused the huge transformation in them? What made them turn their backs?

The Republic conducted a large-scale hunt for blood worshipers 40 years ago, but did not hang them all, but executed the high-level believers. After ten years of service in the labor camp, the middle- and lower-level believers were all released.

Originally it was just punishment, but Breland did not expect that their crazy master would be so stupid that they could hold a grudge for more than forty years, and commit such a disdainful atrocities in one fell swoop that they would betray the entire race?

Brylan could see that the Chief of Staff felt very sad about this.

He had never seen that man so decisive and gloomy. This betrayal was more painful than the countless casualties. This betrayal suffocated him and shook his faith in victory.

There is also the transformation of those traitors themselves—their changes to their paintings and emblems, their addition of various weird patterns and decorations to their skins, and the status quo of their stubbornness with the ignorant fanatics.

Are they deluded by some kind of group illusion or witchcraft?

WAAAAAAAAGH! ! ! !

The next wave of offensive is coming.

Breiland could see a rolling green cloud and spears and knives rushing up the slope, and thousands of Ouke trampled on the bodies of the dead, rushing toward the gates and walls like a flood of a bank.

The defenders, including two companies of the armored battalion, three independent mortar companies, and two hunting squads, immediately opened fire.

On the other hand, the light weapons roared, the grenadier made a hollow roar, and the heavy machine gun in the bunker spit out the tongue of fire, biting the infantry line.

It was another massacre.

The green figure was harvested. Some of them exploded when they died, killing the same kind around them.

Brylan held the gun tightly, suppressing the urge to fire.

"Sir! Sir!"

The communications officer ran behind the line, and he attracted everyone's attention.

He ran all the way to reach Brayland.

"Sir—"

The communications officer said out of breath after the ceremony.

"Order from the headquarters, we must withdraw from the front within an hour!"

"why!?"

Brylan immediately seized the encrypted telegram in the opponent's hand.

"Po river defense line collapsed!"