After seeing the orcs' wolf cavalry withdrawing from both wings, they actually chose to rest for a while and reorganize their armaments.

Not only did Herbert not feel any relief behind the battle line, he felt even more hopelessly depressed.

Herbert, who is also experienced in battles, can naturally understand the orcs' plan to some extent.

A short pause could not allow them to recover enough physical strength after having experienced a high-intensity defensive battle.

On the contrary, after excessive secretion of adrenaline, both the will and the physical state will deteriorate as time goes by.

He didn't realize it at first, but as time went by, he was convinced that his left arm bone must have been broken into several pieces, and severe pain continued to sweep through his nerves.

But unfortunately, there are not many priests available for healing in the entire position.

Most of these half-empty priests tried their best to restore the status of the shield warriors at the front.

What a pity, most of these pastors have not been very happy in life, so they choose to work with merchants for a pitiful reward.

During the years when they were kidnapped by the drow and trained in the Underdark, the vast majority of priests suffered from lack of firm faith or despair, which led to the collapse of their faith channels.

Being able to still retain a little bit of priest rank today can be regarded as a firm belief, right?

Under such bad circumstances, it almost means that the orcs plan to launch a general attack before dawn and defeat it.

But Herbert was puzzled to find that in such a harsh and desperate situation, the jackals and gray dwarves still did not show the slightest trace of the chaos they had before their demise.

On the contrary, they just let the militiamen transport the seriously wounded and unfortunately dead soldiers to the rear, and then selected some of the strongest Zeelandian militiamen to serve as front row shield warriors.

Most of the adventurers in these selected militia are not too low in level. Although they are not as good as the well-trained jackals and gray dwarves, they will not be directly defeated in the subsequent orc attack.

‘Are they also waiting for something?

'In other words, do we still have reinforcements?'

At the same time, the shield swordsman Sigard at the center of the most defensive line was also asking the same question:

"Boss Hotz, there are a lot of orcs on the opposite side. I always feel like I can't handle it if this continues, huh?"

"You also show us all! Are we waiting for reinforcements?"

This question also attracted the attention of everyone around him. It was also a matter of life and death.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that just relying on such a small rocky slope and such a thousand elite warriors to withstand the charge of three thousand wolf cavalry has created a miracle.

If there were no unexpected variables, everyone present would probably be hanging on here.

When Hotz heard this, he slapped his head. He actually almost conveyed this most important message, almost missed the big event, and said loudly:

"Brothers! Don't worry, don't despair! We also have reinforcements! They are already on the way!"

As this news spread, people's hearts became a little calmer, but what puzzled everyone was

Where can they get reinforcements?

From the perspective of the Silver Moon immigrants, even if the Silver Moon Knights set out now, it would take at least three hours to arrive.

The old miners of Zeelandia are well aware of their family background.

Since the battle of the beast tide, although the elite troops of Hog Mining have recovered, but those who followed Hotz and Fischer to the surface are just the ones in front of them, right?

Even if Director Ige and Old Tiger 'Gu Nianjiu' support the surface, they can't mobilize all of Zelandia's few remaining defense forces, right?

But at this moment, the ancient and desolate horn of the orcs sounded again.

Everyone's nerves became tense again.

I also saw a barbarian tribe on the left wing of the orc infantry regiment taking the lead in launching an attack. After the barbarians started to move as the front army.

In the center of the orcs, an extremely burly orc with two black iron shoulder pads on his shoulders raised his battle ax high and roared:

"For the glory of the beast god Gruumsh!!"

“Crush them!!!

“lok ‘tarogar!”

"Ouch!"

"ha!"

These orcs were much more experienced than the barbarians. They only launched the charge when they were about a thousand feet away, that is, when they were within range of the archers!

For a moment, it was like two dark waves rushing towards Minas Tirith's defense line.

"They are barbarians from the Black Wolf Tribe! Be careful, they will turn into violent beasts!"

In the center of the defense line, Pantos, a mountain barbarian, recognized the types of these barbarians at a glance.

As soon as these words were spoken, they were drowned by Hotz's roar:

"Erect the shield!

"Hold on!"

This first batch of barbarians are not as nimble as the Wolf Riders, nor do they have the heavy armor, so they are relatively easier to deal with.

Because it is impossible for them to cross their defense line!

As long as they can hold on to the first wave without being washed away by the defense line! Then it is not impossible to kill them all next!

With the dense influx of more than two thousand barbarians, especially in the central area, these barbarians who had no way out actually let out wolf howls in the middle of the road, and their originally arrogant shapes actually expanded twice again, and their faces

Thick hair actually grew on it.

Then he resolutely bumped into this layer upon layer of collapsed shields.

There was a muffled bang!

Hotz and his team's defense line was knocked back several feet by the densely packed beast-turned-barbarians, and half of their feet were sunk deeply into the mud.

"withstand!"

It’s like a group wrestling match!

Once the defense line is torn apart, the consequences will be disastrous.

Fortunately, although the militiamen behind Hotz and the others were generally not very good at fighting, they still had a lot of strength in mining all year round. Despite the crowds, they were able to stabilize the first wave of the most violent momentum.

The desperate barbarians were frantically waving various stone weapons in their hands, smashing the shields, and even trying to attack the soldiers behind them through the gaps in the shields.

At this time, the advantages of the equipment became apparent. Even if some stone knives occasionally penetrated the gaps, it would be difficult to break through the fine iron plate armor. Only blunt instruments such as hammers were more deadly.

Seeing that the orc army behind him was approaching, Hotz knew that he could not wait for them to gather together.

"Put it back!!!"

"ha!"

They gathered all their strength and slammed forward with the tower shield! Then they retracted violently.

The beastly barbarians in the front row were knocked backwards.

"kill!!!"

At this moment, the gnolls and gray dwarves tilted their shields, and then thrust out the chain swords in their hands.

Buzz!

Massive amounts of blood and broken organs spurted out along with the roar of the chain saw, immediately staining the shield surface with a layer of sticky blood.

Even if there are those who are arrested, they will be hit by hidden guns fired by the militiamen, and lose all their strength.

The first layer of barbarians fell, and when the barbarians behind them were waving their weapons crazily and preparing to fight back, they were met by Hotz and his team, whose shields were uneven and full of scars but still as tough as a mountain.

Their attacks can only add scars in vain.

"Collide!!!"

"ha!"

"kill!!!"

At this moment, Hotz and the others were like Spartan warriors transformed from the Blue Star, using mechanical and repetitive movements to cruelly and efficiently harvest the lives in front of them.

After just a few rounds, these unlucky beast-like barbarians quickly collapsed under the horrific and bloody casualties.

But they hadn't escaped far before they were attacked by the orcs.

In the eyes of the orcs, fleeing in battle, especially the fleeing of slaves, is an act that must not be tolerated!

Because routers tend to disrupt their military situation, and once this behavior spreads, it can easily lead to a chaotic rout.

Looking at the oncoming orc army, Hotz, who was already showing his fatigue, knew that this was their most difficult moment in the war.

It’s finally here!

Because the tactics used to deal with frost wolves and barbarians may not be so satisfactory for these powerful orcs.

Especially Onarom, who serves as the vanguard after the barbarians who serve as cannon fodder, are the strongest warriors among the orcs!

A high-level berserker of at least level 10!

Accompanied by a dull loud noise.

The war-tested tower shield in Hotz's hand was directly cut into a huge gap by the orc's giant ax!
To be continued...