"withstand!"

?Sodlor's voice was almost instantly overwhelmed by the orcs' roar. Although the first row only contacted thirty or forty people, this wild impact still made the nobles behind him hear the roar like muffled thunder-

The front was squeezed and transformed. The barbarian soldiers encountered these stronger opponents for the first time. They held their shields with serious expressions, and tried their best to resist the guys in front of them...

"Blessings of strength!"

"Shield strike!"

"boom!"

The neat infantry array collectively used this tactic of forcing the enemy to retreat, but this time the enemy was not knocked out, but instead staggered and rushed up again in half a step. The orcs were strong in body and had extremely strong ability to fight. Unless they were injured by the long sword, they would always have strong toughness like wild beasts. If the barbarian soldiers were not equipped with strong equipment, most of the first row of soldiers would have fallen down at this time.

However, these equipment really play a role.

Although the orcs' impact was fierce, it had a "three-pronged" flavor. After the current three impacts could not open up the situation, the compression level of the entire front immediately began to slow down - this was mainly because the wolf cavalry were not good at infantry battles at all, or they would not fight at all!

Their battles are entirely based on instinct. Whether it is a battle between tribes or a fierce and internal duel, there is never a saying of "array" or "cooperation". Except for Zoro's specially trained troops, all other orcs are like this.

This also caused the orcs' offensive to slow down immediately after three minutes. Once they lost their momentum, they were completely suppressed back under the ramp!

The advantage of "conquering one's height" is definitely not something to say. Originally, the barbarian soldiers were about the same height as orcs. When they were in the uphill position, the orcs had to use 30% more strength to deal with each push and collision - orcs could withstand it once or twice, but after ten or eight times, the physical strength of these guys quickly reached their limit...

"bite!"

"Bang!"

The sound of such weapons and armor colliding everywhere is heard. Orcs advocate "one force to reduce ten times". Great strength is everything, but they don't know... When inferior weapons meet excellent armor, it is difficult to cause unnecessary damage except shock.

The noble private soldiers they attacked before were basically leather armor, and they were no different from paper when facing the impact of the wolf. However, the barbarian soldiers wore "hard iron armor" and were so thick that they were not able to wear it. In addition, this was a face-to-face infantry battle. The orc's attack power dropped significantly after the wolf bonus, and the defense of the tower shield completely felt a sense of "nowhere to start".

After three or four minutes of crazy attack, only three barbarian soldiers in the front row were pulled back due to shock injuries, while the second row of soldiers who were following the bench easily blocked the opponent outside!

The city wall composed of fifteen tower shields is indestructible. Although there are many orcs, they cannot deploy more troops on the narrow ramps. This "fuel-adding" tactic that the most taboo military strategists has forced Roddy to stand on the side of the advantage invisibly!

The barbarian soldiers ruthlessly cut and slashed the orcs. When the wolf cavalry lost the bonus of the wolf, they completely became a group of scattered soldiers who fought on their own. Faced with the united defensive array, the first orcs finally had to humiliately drag a group of wounded men to retreat after leaving twenty-three corpses.

"Did you see it? The enemy is not afraid!"

Roddy knew that morale must be maintained at this time, otherwise things like losing without fighting will be uncontrollable. With his words, the soldiers responded with shouts, and then cut off the heads of the dead orcs on the spot and placed neatly in front of the trench.

The nobles, who had always looked ugly, breathed a sigh of relief and raised their swords excitedly and cheered - their originally desperate mood immediately improved significantly.

But the orcs in the distance could not bear this provocation. Even though someone asked Godard to launch a second wave of attack, the governor reached out to stop them, turned to look at the human camp that was waiting for him, waved his hand, and actually took everyone to retreat...

The beast soldiers protested in confusion, but Godard was unmoved and led the large army directly to the camp in front of the mine cave three hundred meters away and ordered to be stationed.

It was at this moment that the sun completely fell into the horizon, and the surrounding scenery changed from warm to cold, and then it became dark. The orcs who were still indignant finally realized the intention of the governor, and they calmed down one by one and stopped clamoring. However, occasionally someone would curse a few words, and then they honestly lit a bonfire to prepare food for the wolf...

"Don't make trouble for yourself at night. They can't escape. Even if we don't attack, they will rush out hungry after three days. Do you understand?"

Godard is not a fool with a stubborn mind. The area where the other party is stationed is so large. There is no food or water in this kind of place. How long can more than 400 people have to eat or drink? If you can't attack, you must take the initiative. Under the disadvantage of night blindness, you will not be stupid enough to ask for trouble.

Although the place was an excellent defensive terrain, it essentially cut off his retreat. From a military perspective, Roddy set up a "death game" for himself.

"I thought they could have some way, but I didn't expect that I could only be stupid enough to hold on to the death, haha."

Godard did not expect that things would develop to this point, but he still took the initiative when he dealt with them when he was trying to deal with them. "Add the patrol team tripled at night, be careful of their breakthrough at any time, and set up the place. If these humans have some courage, then send them to death as soon as possible!"

"Yes! Governor!"

However, as soon as these orders were arranged, the orc in black robe appeared in front of him again like a ghost.

"Sir, it seems that you are in some trouble now?"

"It's not a hassle, it's just a little effort."

Although it was a cooperation, Godard never liked this shy guy. He waved his hand: "These guys will die sooner or later, you don't have to worry about it."

"Of course, your plan is of course very reasonable, but I can help you a little, such as... letting those humans spend this night 'pleasant'."

Godard frowned. He had noticed the hundreds of undead near the foot of the mountain in the morning. The other party's summoning technique was indeed fearful. He didn't want to have conflicts with the other party for a moment and simply agreed: "As long as you don't interfere with my soldiers, you can do whatever you want."

"no problem."

The black-robed orc's cheeks twitched stiffly in the shadows. Godard didn't want to see the creepy smile, so he turned his head and stared at the bonfire. The other party didn't talk nonsense and left quietly.

Ten minutes later, the human camp not far away recalled the shouts of fighting. An orc looked up, but Godard scolded him: "What are you looking at? You can't even see clearly when the other party runs in front of you. Can you see a fart from such a distance? Rest as you should rest, patrol as you should patrol!"

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"Save your energy and sleep when it's time to sleep, don't worry about anything else."

Two hundred meters away, Roddy said similar words at the same time. His calm tone did not make people feel that the situation is critical now - but in fact, the zombies surrounding the ramp were already densely blocked on the ramp outside for dozens of meters...

The smell of slightly rotten body and blood in the air was so terrifying that it was so irritating. The soldiers of the "Rose Cross" had a firm belief. They only had anger but no fear in the face of these undead creatures, but the nobles and private soldiers looked pale, because the undead were basically the private soldiers of other nobles, and they could even see some nobles themselves...

The barbarian soldiers in the front row attacked the zombies in unison, but they did not dodge and sometimes even opened their mouths to bite the tower shield. Faced with this kind of attack without any technical content, the soldiers would naturally not be polite. The rotation team kept cutting over the approaching undead. If there were too many people, they would take a step back and then rely on collective "shield strike" to stop the enemy.

This defense has been going on for more than ten minutes, and the barbarian soldiers are constantly consuming their physical strength. Although the battle is not strong, if this continues, they will eventually fall on the front line because of losing strength.

Of course, Roddy would not sit idly by. After lighting some temporary torches, he ordered: "Let those guys who have never fought a war go to the front line to assist in the battle, and be familiar with dealing with the dead as soon as possible."

He turned and shouted, "These guys are not much better than the wooden targets on the training ground. As long as you can cut off scarecrows, you can kill these zombies. Do you understand?"

"Don't be afraid of being bitten. There is a bishop and three priests in our team. They are all excellent priests who have experienced jihad. No one will die! Remember, we will not die here!"

p>Moranna must be constantly encouraged by such means, and Roddy's face was full of confidence, but when he stood in front of the platform and intuitively saw the increasing number of undead troops, he also had a string tense inside.

"If you rotate like this, it may be fine until the sun rises tomorrow, but if the other party still puts pressure on us, then we may be in danger..."

Soderol was also worried, and he also knew that the biggest problem now was not the enemy, but his own supply problem.

"Don't worry about those things. If you need to rest, go and rest. At dawn, we will counterattack."

Roddy reached out to take out a stack of scrolls from the storage box beside the "Train King", "I'm lucky I'm prepared..."

Not long after, group spells such as "Sacred Protection Enchantment", "Holy Light Burning", and "Gods Gaze" were released with golden light, and the screams of the undead creatures were heard. The offensive was temporarily suspended for a while, allowing the soldiers to breathe.

But not long after, the next group of undead rushed over again on the corpses all over the ground...

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