Chapter 161 Please remember to take a detour (3 more)
(President gavemepower added 18/20)
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The Yongge Forest at night is a forbidden area for orcs. After losing the support of trolls, no orcs dare to risk being ambushed by the elf ranger and enter the forest in the middle of the night.
It was not until the human army slowly pressed out of the woods and was less than 600 meters away from each other that the orcs of the two clans roared and charged towards the humans.
“Lok’tar-ogar!”
The majestic battle cry resounded through the sky.
Of course, this has nothing to do with another group of orcs who are still foolishly surrounding Silver Moon City 25 kilometers away.
Looking at the orcs coming from the outside of the port like a tide, the corners of the "Four Knights of the Apocalypse" raised their mouths at the same time.
Braumuch raised the exquisite elf sword in his hand high: "Arrow--"
Five thousand crossbowmen immediately worked.
The powerful crossbowman sat on the ground, supported the foot of the crossbow with his feet, pulled the bowstring with his arms, and pulled the bowstring on the trigger of nearly one person's high-footed crossbow.
The crossbow crossbow tilts the rollers and uses mechanical force to pull the powerful bowstring that is difficult to pull by human hands.
Thirty seconds later, work together and start!
Most of the orcs in the charge did not notice that a thick black "dark cloud" suddenly soared into the air.
In the dim moonlight, dark clouds go to the highest point and begin to fall under the action of gravity acceleration.
"Shu!Shu!Shu!Shu!"
I don't know how many orcs were nailed to the ground by sharp crossbow arrows. The leather armor they gathered out randomly and the iron-clad shoulder-pillars were no match for the extremely sharp silver crossbow arrows.
The so-called protection is no different from a piece of waste paper in front of these blue arrows.
The Duke of Braumuch suddenly smiled bitterly. She knew that many elf rangers were separated from their main force and could not retreat back to Silver Moon City, and chose to continue fighting in the forest. However, most rangers could not even afford iron-headed arrows, and had to use wooden arrows made of sharp branches. The power can be imagined.
And the crossbowman led by Stantholm...
In addition to a crossbow, it is also equipped with a half-person-high rectangular wooden shield, a 50cm-long steel sword, and is wearing wolf-skin armor with iron on the front.
Yes, these wolf-skin gods are still from the WARCHING CLASS.
The crossbow soldiers were all armed to this point, let alone the infantry in front.
Heavy infantry is a full set of mitril silver armor, light infantry is thin steel armor with 2mm thick, and swords and spears are very stainless steel. If you hit such a luxurious configuration, the soldiers' combat power will naturally increase exponentially.
The army of ten thousand people led by the four horsemen took neat steps and crushed the beast soldiers who had been shot a little by little by the rain of arrows.
“Waaaaah——”
A white-clawed orc rushed over with a roar. He was obviously shot in many arrows on his shoulders, which did not damage his ferocity at all. He raised the telephone pole-like thing high? It was a street light of a high elf.
The gorgeous carved club head is on the human shield. If it were before, most human soldiers would have to kneel on the spot with their arm fractures.
The war has been fought for so long? The small tactics of the divine horse have been thoroughly studied by the alliance. The soldier who led the lead not only raised his shield with both hands? There were also two heavy infantry soldiers next to him to help share the burden? The three-sided shields overlapped in the shape of a font, and they took the thunder attack of the orc warrior.
The orc's bravery ends here, in the next second? More than six spears and poisonous snakes pierced out from the holes or gaps of the shield. Not a single blow? Instead, after stabbing, immediately twist the spear head, draw the gun and stab it again.
A dozen orcs were bleeding from the guns in a row, and they were severely injured? The scarlet fanaticism in his eyes finally faded with the passage of life.
The orc's death was just a microcosm.
The four major legions steadily moved from the south and east directions? towards Yangfan Port.
When they entered a distance that was visible, they stopped advancing, but defended on the spot, and let the evil centipede cart follow.
At the entrance of the harbor thousands of meters away? Some orcs rushed out under the command, and more orcs were in a daze until the strange "puff puff" sounded.
Humans actually set up mortar positions calmly while almost facing each other.
When the incendiary bomb and high-explosion grenade fell into the port area in a humming sound, the entire unloading area immediately burned.
About one-third of the orcs turned around and rushed out of the port regardless of concern? Most of them became targets for crossbowmen? A small number became sacrifices for heavy infantrymen.
But more orcs were driven away by the flames? They were rushing to the ship and even swung their butcher knife at their own people.
No, in the eyes of orcs, orcs from other clans cannot be considered their own people.
On the warship that had just left the harbor? Orgrim looked at this scene and was speechless for a long time.
"Varock, what would happen if I ordered the Blackstone clan to disembark and fight against humans at that time?"
"The Great Chief, according to my knowledge of the man named McDonald Stantholm, he would withdraw his troops without looking back. Humans have a large number of carriages, and their movement speed is above us."
I have to say that the one who knows you best is always your enemy.
At least this later generations of King Sarufal was right. If Orgrim did this, McDonald would definitely retreat with a smile, and then continue to let the army travel thousands of meters a day and slowly strangle the main force of the orcs.
The air throughout the port was filled with a disgusting and pungent smell of smoke, which stimulated the orcs' sense of smell and taste.
The fire and smoke that soared into the sky swept through the clouds, and when they were in harmony with the surrounding scene, it seemed that a vortex of flames was slowly devouring the lives of the orcs that were still left behind.
It's like a damn noose that's suffocating the orcs.
The orcs at the port no longer have the intention to fight, although their number is no less than the population troops outside the port. When the mortar fired a fire bomb and sealed the entrances and exits of Yangfan Port with flames, each orc was filled with despair.
Their courage is meaningless in the face of the continuous flames, and even humans do not need to attack. As long as they keep smashing into mortar shells, they can be burned to death.
Yangfan Port is a deep-water port. Once you leave the wharf, you can easily flood the water depth of an orc.
Even so, there were still many orcs caught in fire. They knew they could not swim, but they still screamed and jumped into the water.
At this time, dozens of ships that were still in the port were broken, and the port had turned into a cage that imprisoned life.
Orgrim could no longer bear to watch, but an existence attracted his attention.
On a hill southwest of Yangfan Port, a continuous torch suddenly lit up, illuminating the top of the hill like daytime.
Even four or five hundred meters away, Orgrim still saw the Stantamour battle flag that made him angry.
Those were two crossed swords that were pressing against a golden cup.
Since Stantosom is the headquarters of the Church of Holy Light and is also called the Holy City, the Stantosom family in this parallel world changed the family pattern to this way before three generations.
Therefore, it is also called the [Holy Grail Battle Flag]!
Orgrim narrowed his eyes and stared at the overly young human under Zhan.
McDonald felt a sense of emotion. He knew that Orgrim might be on a boat ahead. He smiled and pointed to his own battle flag on his head, and then gave a throat-cutting ceremony.
"Orc! Remember to walk around when you see my battle flag in the future, otherwise... the dead orc will be the best orc!"
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ps, I would like to emphasize that some [一] and [一] are used incorrectly, which is a pot of transcoding in my mother, and I have no choice for the time being.
Chapter completed!