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With a cloth scarf tied on his arm, Ogg raised his hand and pointed at the tight formation of werewolves and foxes on the opposite side, "Crush them for me!"

Perth clenched his long knife tightly. Before going out into battle, he took a last look in the direction of his human allies. A man named Arslan was standing next to their weapons that had been covered with straw again. His body was as tall and straight as a gun, his eyes Looking at the battlefield calmly, Boss turned his head and galloped away.

The three rounds of arrow rain volleys ended, amidst the thunderous shouts of killing, the two cavalry in front of the charge slammed together like the peaks of surging waves, like Lin's spear piercing through armor and flesh, and in an instant Dozens of orcs of various races were picked off their horses. The criss-crossed front lines made it difficult to use long weapons, and the cavalry abandoned their spears one after another and fought at close quarters.The centurions and thousand commanders of the two camps shouted loudly to command their subordinates, and at the same time rode their horses back and forth to look for their opponents and fought hard. On the battlefield, blood splattered, limbs flew, and people fell off their horses constantly. Among the chaos, those who fell off the horses who were still alive were trampled to death by the horseshoes of their enemies or friends before they could get back up again.

The battle has only just begun, and it has become fiercer than the Tiger Clan expected. Even the temptation is avoided. The opponent will do his best as soon as he makes a move, fighting for life and death.The melee of nearly 2000 people on the front line of more than one kilometer was amazing, and the sound of killing spread far and wide. The women and children of the Fox tribe who were isolated from the battlefield came out of the huts and looked at the direction of the battlefield in fear.The infantry orcs who were waiting to fight held the weapons in their hands tightly, looking ahead nervously, waiting for the order to let them attack. The Patriarch Aquinas who was guarding the main line looked at the fierce battle ahead, his face still looked as usual, holding the reins The blue veins protruding from the back of his hand revealed his mood.

Victory or defeat depends entirely on today, and the most critical part is not in their hands. The outcome of the battle depends entirely on whether those humans can do what they said, a battle is a foregone conclusion.

Ogg looked at the battlefield, unconsciously stroked the wound on his upper rib with one hand, his face sinking like water.Surrounded by hundreds of people yesterday, even one of those two people was unable to stay, and he was injured. This was an unbearable shame not only for Ogg, but also for his tribe.The power of those two humans was beyond his imagination. In order to eliminate this threat, no matter how much it cost, he must win this battle.It's just that the werewolves and a small number of fox tribes who fought with them were very skilled in riding and fighting skills, and their fighting spirit was even higher. On par.

Ogg didn't expect a quick victory, he stretched out his hand to summon a commander, and after a few words, the other party took the order and left. Soon a group of people rushed out from the side, obliquely thrusting behind the wolf and fox cavalry from the side, and Aquinas was also surprised when he saw this. Immediately send 800 people to entangle them. If the Tiger Clan cuts off the connection between the forward and the main battalion, the morale of the forward who is attacked by the enemy will be greatly hit by their exhausted methods.

But as a result, there are only nearly [-] knights left in the wolf fox's formation. Like the infantry, the fox tribe has as little combat experience and willpower, and the fox tribe is weaker than the werewolves. More than half of the majority.

There are at least 2000 people waiting in front of Auger's formation, not all of them may be the main force, but the number alone is enough to crush them after breaking through the front line.The Orc Empire has only been established for more than two hundred years. Without a powerful and wise ruler like Emperor Samor, the state form in which most of the power was transferred to the Senate has gradually become loose. He is not good at strategy, and the battle situation is mostly determined by the overall strength. In a frontal battle on such a flat terrain, the winner can almost be judged from the lineup and numbers.

And from yesterday's temptation, although Ogg is conceited, he is not a proud and stubborn leader. To achieve his goal, he does not hesitate to sacrifice.

Boss raised his long knife, the back of the knife rested on the wooden handle of the mace, the nail teeth inlaid on the iron head almost hit the armor on his shoulder, and at the same time, the short spear in his hand was thrown into a slanted stab In the belly of the tiger man, the tip of the spear was pulled out, bringing up a line of blood. He turned sideways and swung his backhand horizontally, cutting off the throat of the werewolf swinging the stick.The armor on his body is particularly complete and exquisite. There is also a rough but fierce wolf head engraved on the front breastplate. Regardless of his obvious status as the general, as long as he kills him, he can get this armor. This temptation is enough to make his enemies Eloquent.

Once again beheading a strong leopard man, the giant white wolf lowered its head and closed its teeth, biting off the head of another tiger man who was still alive, but a nearby werewolf just chopped off a tiger man, and then The neck was hit hard, and he fell down with a muffled sound. Boss raised his head and glanced at him. Not long ago, there were thirty or forty werewolf knights following him, but now there are less than 20 people left.

He didn't have the time to think about it, victory was their only goal in this battle, no matter what means they used.After a while, he estimated the approximate casualties, raised his long knife, and roared to make the nearby werewolf knights approach him.

Ogg, who was about to send out another cavalry team, noticed the changes on the battlefield. Those werewolves and foxes were gradually gathering together to form a relatively tight front. He looked at this situation and thought for a while.

The tiger commander who had come to stand by in front of him peeked at his face, cast his eager eyes on the battlefield, and whispered in an uncontrollable urgent voice: "Patriarch, they are retreating...!" The opportunity cannot be missed, If those wolves crumbled at this moment, his attack would not achieve much results!

Ogg didn't give the order right away, he was still afraid of yesterday's talent talent, the black-haired human's strength was terrifying, but if there was no blessing from the silver-haired human, it would be impossible for a bereaved family to recover from Yale's shaman. Escape from the poisonous fog.But the strength of that strength talent should also be limited. Once his victory is determined, if that person makes a move, at most he can sacrifice hundreds of soldiers to exhaust the opponent's strength.

"Deka, go up and break through them! Crush them!"

"Yes!"

The long-awaited thousand-rider mixed-race cavalry plunged straight into the battlefield like a sharp spear, and the leader of the tall tiger man raised his big knife high and slashed all the way, with unstoppable momentum. Boss looked at the brigade of troops rushing behind him , rode his horse out of the front line, swung a knife and bumped into the tiger commander, and dozens of cavalry followed him closely. Fighting with them, the front line fluctuates like waves for a while, but it always maintains integrity.

Bravery can't make up for the inferiority in numbers. While fighting, the wolf and fox knights gathered their formation and retreated slowly. The ever-increasing tiger clan was like a huge millstone, trying to grind them down layer by layer until they broke the game.

The mount under him neighed, and the patriarch Aquinas realized that he had lost strength in his hands. The plan was a plan, but the actual battle was so tense, even better than all the battles he had experienced in the past, which made his heart rush for a long time. Stirring up, taking two deep breaths, he turned his head and looked in the direction of those humans. The silver-haired power talent disappeared, and the entourage of the Far Eastern magician remained in place, watching the battle in front of him. The companion couldn't hide the tense expression on his face, but he still had that expression, without even moving his eyebrows.

It is said that this man used to be a famous mercenary... Chief Aquinas frowned, and raised his hand to send someone over to send a message to those humans. The day has already passed, when will they be able to do it?

Before Trot's orderly arrived, the man named Arslan finally moved. He turned slightly, raised a hand, and gave orders to his subordinates in their language. Those who had been waiting for a long time Human beings bent down to uncover the straw curtains one after another, and the dark holes of the shiny steel body under the straw curtains appeared one by one.

Patriarch Aquinas finally saw what they had been hiding all along. He didn't know their function, but he felt murderous aura from the behavior of those steel creations, the gestures and expressions of those humans.

Commander Deka's thick-backed iron knife was already full of gaps, but by virtue of his size and strength, he firmly held down the white-haired werewolf who had fought with him for dozens of rounds, and blood continued to flow from the knife edge on his face Next, one temple was beating vigorously, but his face was full of excitement and greed. This is the biggest prey on this battlefield!

"Die!"

He roared and pressed down suddenly, Boss's face was flushed red, the veins on his forehead were bulging, but he suddenly withdrew his strength from his hands, and turned to the side, the opponent suddenly lost strength, and the useless knife slashed down obliquely, in front of the white wolf. There was a long bloody opening in the flank, which was almost bare. The giant wolf, which was already covered in blood, wailed and jumped forward, bringing Perth and his long knife to the enemy's chest and abdomen. The blade broke the body When he came out, the tiger man's eyes were wide open, and he straightened his body with the last remaining strength, and another cold light came from the side, and chopped off his head with one knife.

"Keir!" Boss looked at his comrade who held up his opponent's head high, with a half smile on his face when a pain came from his ribs. He turned his head and saw that it was a jackal on the ground who was attacking from behind. gaps in his armor.

The jackal came a step too late, and Perth killed him with just two cuts.Gray Wolf Keel scooped up the tiger commander's head and put it close to Perth's side, "Be careful! You're tired!" He said in a low voice as much as possible.

He didn't need to remind him specially, Boss knew what was going on with him now, panting, he lowered his head and touched the side of the white wolf's neck worriedly, his pulse was beating extremely fast, it couldn't last long, but the enemy seemed to have no end .

"It's almost time, let's go!"

The shock and anger of yet another commander being killed did not have time to spread farther, and after another round of backlash, the Tigers on the battlefield realized that the opponent had retreated!

It's not a temporary gathering to organize the formation, but a retreat that clearly shows defeat!Surprise hit the hearts of these warriors who had fought extremely hard just now. The ferocious battle between the wolf and fox tribes had just won their respect and fear, but they failed to persist for a longer time, revealing their true strength.

Although their retreat was still orderly, it was not a delicious retreat, but the camp behind them was only a small number of people, and the tribe behind them, what strength did they have, what chance of winning?Without the command of the leader above, these happy orcs chased after them screaming.

Aoge looked away from the battlefield, and turned to ask the old man beside him, "Shaman Yale, still haven't found it?"

The gloomy old man shook his head and put down the bone magic weapon in his hand. He didn't find a trace of abnormal power on this battlefield. If the human talent had either completely hidden himself, or had already left Now that this is the case, the latter guess is more likely, but neither he nor Ogg wants to believe it.

Looking at the tiger warriors rushing forward like a tide, Ogg said: "No matter where that human is, he can't change anything. You just need to protect me and yourself."

Looking at the comrades running back and the densely packed enemies behind them, the werewolves and foxes in front of the camp nervously clenched their weapons and lowered their bodies. The cavalryman said, "The loader is ready."

The team members standing in pairs next to the mortar mounts half-kneeled down in unison and opened the ammunition boxes placed aside.

“80……60……40……30……20……过线了！”站在阵地另一边的塔克拉估算着距离，举起手，“预备——”

After a while, the two team leaders waved their hands at the same time and gave a short order: "Launch!"

Even though I had been reminded in advance, the whistling sound of the shells ejected attracted the attention of the nearby eyes in an instant, but in the next moment, almost no one cared about this place. The eight mortars in the first round were uneven but The tiger clan's pursuers exploded one after another at an interval of no more than ten meters. The deafening explosion sound was accompanied by splashes of mud and blood, fragments flew, and stumps were thrown high into the air. The orcs who were not within the direct killing range were overturned to the ground, and the mounts of many orcs who were still some distance away from the explosion point were startled, and they stood up or fled in panic, causing additional losses, even their own side could not be spared .

There was no more time for them to react. With the sound of "ballistic correction--the second round of shooting preparation--", the second round of shooting began with an interval of less than 15 seconds. The chasing soldiers emptied one area, and eight shells were thrown at the panicked orc cavalry again, blood and flames flew everywhere again, accompanied by the screams of the tiger orcs and the mournful neighing of the horses.The tiger clan orcs who had never encountered and imagined such a situation became chaotic. Even if some orc leaders thought that this might be a means of strength talents, the interval between attacks was too short, and they could not organize their subordinates at all. Whether resisting or retreating—

Boss leaned tightly on the back of the beast, and looked back at the battle behind him in shock. With the flames constantly shining under the scorching sun, the violent explosions that made the werewolf's sensitive ears feel painful came one after another. With a wolf on his back, he even felt the vibrations coming from his partner's feet. When the first round of explosions happened, even he was almost startled. This is not a problem that can be solved by prior notice. At that time, he was shocked by the power displayed by that person, but he never thought that the Far East magician could make these survivors reappear on the battlefield!

Even though they knew that the dense thunderous explosions were their own support, the retreating werewolves and foxes still ran as hard as they could, trying to stay away from the place of the Hell of Fire, and even some orcs from the Org tribe fled with them, connecting with each other. I don't even care about the hostility between them.Ogle stopped the horse under him, and shouted angrily: "Is that the one who is gifted with strength?! Where is he—"

Another round of explosions, Ogg took a while to hear his own voice, "Let them disperse! Back! Back!!"

Looking at the chaos on the battlefield, Takla turned his head to look at himself. The werewolves and foxes were commotioning, and there was not much surprise in their eyes looking at the shelling position, but more panic.Takla showed them a smile that was definitely not friendly, then turned his attention back to his subordinates, and clicked his tongue a little dissatisfied.

This group of weak birds, it is not the first time for them to operate the mortar, but their hands and feet in actual combat are slower than in the exercise. Although the speed has increased later, but judging from this situation, I am afraid that there will not be too many opportunities to mature them. .

Eight salvos of eight mortars, half of the ammunition after halving the standard, has not yet used up one-third of the ammunition.

The shelling finally stopped, and Patriarch Aquinas still heard some echoes in his ears. He looked at the gunpowder ahead in a daze. The attack just now...was done by those humans with only a few dozen people?They are obviously not gifted with strength, what the hell... He turned his gaze involuntarily, and then met a pair of dark eyes.

A former mercenary called Arslan... under the Far Eastern magician... The Far Eastern magician!

With a jerk all over his body, Patriarch Aquinas woke up, remembering the plan agreed last night and his responsibilities.He turned around, finally drew out his sword, pinched the horse's belly, and pointed forward——

"The time has come, go forward—go!"

When the reserve team came out in front of the camp, Fan Tianlan said: "Calculate the distance and prepare for the second wave of attack."

Almost at the same time, in Ogg's formation, Yaruli Shaman ordered in his hoarse voice: "Scoop out all the 'Hearts of the Brave'!"