The protection of the true God? Mortals cannot use these on the battlefield. Due to the basic rules of the world, direct intervention by gods is absolutely impossible.
The forest guardian of the elves? He has used his own life to demonstrate the consequences of breaking the rules.
But for the warriors who fight to protect their people, this is enough.
Roland, the king of Lan in the mortal world, declared their glory, and the sleepless ones in the heaven announced that their heroic deeds will be recognized by the world. Even if their lives fall, even if they fall into the river of Styx forever, as long as their honor remains, for the true brave men of the north,
This is enough.
For the orcs, this is simply killing them. God's protection may be illusory, but when it is truly verified, it is extremely fatal.
"What will he do? Let the church called the God of Law join the war? Or personally intervene and impose divine punishment?"
In particular, the orcs' original patron saint, the God of War, had fallen in the last holy war. Without checks and balances, they were even more afraid of the true god's intervention.
"It's no longer time to hide. Lund, send your main force up. Kagla, your blue-feathered harpy tribe is mixed with my blood ax tribe. Our warriors lack aerial cavalry and spellcasters.
Cover. Hamar, Sostro, don’t let your heroic knights regret on the edge of the battlefield. Even if they are dismounted, they are still our most elite warriors. Our warriors who climb the city lack the leadership and command of the elite backbone."
The chiefs whose names were called nodded silently. Although they occupy the top ranks of the coalition forces, they have strong troops, but they have always avoided the fate of their own people serving as front-line cannon fodder. But when they really need to fight, they will use all their energy.
Blood was invested.
"Unplug him within two days! Beat the war drum for me. I will go into battle myself!"
Chief Bloodaxe slammed his fist on the conference table, and the shattered city sand table seemed to be revealing the fate of the city. At this moment, this orc king, who was more like a businessman than a king, finally showed his blood and spirit of the orcs.
Heavy snow falls from time to time, but the temperature never reaches above zero. This damn weather can freeze the exposed organs directly.
The night is already dark, but the number of orcs surrounding the walls of Red Maple City has not decreased. On the contrary, with the return of the Wolf King's army, the number of troops attacking the city has increased again, including a large number of wolf cavalry who are famous for their agility and good fighting skills.
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Hundreds of large bonfires served as temporary torches and heating devices. After discovering that there was not enough wood, the orcs threw the plundered precious books and artworks directly into the fire like worthless firewood, while the orcs in the distance
In the camp, the unique rough singing, dancing and war drums of the orcs could be heard.
"Damn the orcs! They don't even care about us."
In fact, contrary to the angry humans, this proves that the orcs have regarded the humans in front of them as warriors like themselves. They worship their ancestors on the battlefield of honor and comfort the sacrificed war souls. At the same time, they are also offering sacrifices in advance to those who are about to fight.
Dead tribesmen.
In the eyes of the orcs who believe in the God of War, Horatius, dying in battle with honor is not an unacceptable outcome. Death in an epic battle is a gift from the God of War. Therefore, they sang "God of War"
He died calmly in the name of God. He longed for a huge war that could please the ancestors.
Of course, since Horatius has died in the last Holy War and the current God of War Calompos is a member of the human pantheon, the orcs' prayers cannot be answered in any case. That kind of prayer is more akin to the longing for their ancestors.
And grateful, they thanked fate for giving them a glorious battlefield and a chance to challenge their own destiny.
"If we win this battle, we can return to the Great Plains of Beanlua where the orcs originated! It is said that it is incredibly beautiful. After this war, I can return to my hometown and get married."
In their eyes, the war has come to an end. As long as they get rid of these humans who hinder them, they are only one step away from completing the great cause of their ancestors.
The first batch of charging orcs had arranged their own funeral arrangements and had already begun rushing to the battlefield. After completing their sacrifices, they believed that their souls would always be with the tribe, and they would not be afraid of any sacrifice on the battlefield.
"We admit that these northern humans are also warriors, and cowards are ashamed to die. This will be a great war in which only one side can survive! Perish without a fight!"
In every corner of the city wall, war drums and desolate horns continued to sound, and hymns to praise the war continued to be sung. The orcs' general attack had lasted more than ten hours.
Due to the obstruction of the city wall, the siege battle can easily turn into a bloody and cruel meat grinding mill. When both sides have limited warriors on the front line at the same time, under the attack of spellcasters and mage towers, this represents endless cannon fodder and
sacrifice.
It is already midnight, with a total strength of more than 120,000. The orcs have already surrounded this place. As for humans, even though they have the advantage in numbers and individual strength, with the help of the cover of the city wall, this place is still the most powerful.
A helpless meat grinding battlefield.
The defenders of the city were also having a hard time. Under the cover of the air cavalry and the charge of all kinds of huge war beasts, an orc warrior successfully climbed onto the wall every moment. Even if he was quickly thrown down again, but that
The sacrifice of the human defenders for a moment was destined to be twice that of the orcs.
Facing the orc troops whose numbers and strength far exceed our own, facing the tide-like orc army.
The first layer of the city wall has fallen into chaos. If a division goes up, it can be chewed up in a blink of an eye.
The incredible orc army with high morale was a living nightmare. Countless orc armies surrounded the city wall like ants. The elite reserve forces carefully prepared by the chiefs exploded with astonishing power at this moment.
Finally, the first layer of the inferior city wall built by the earth mage using "fossils into mud" and "stone shaping" had begun to collapse, and the orc army also suffered heavy losses in the hands of the city's defense equipment and defenders.
"Go to hell! Orc Butcher!"
The long sword with silver brilliance split open the defense of the orc general, and the silver light that came out took his life. Renee kicked him off the city wall without hesitation. The screaming orc warlord would eventually meet him.
Come to your own end.
"Your Highness Renee!"
"Knights, clear the city. Throw all the orc corpses to me, and pay attention to the archers. The next wave of attacks is coming soon, hurry, hurry, hurry!"
There is an irresistible majesty in the delicate voice. The magic of war that makes people mature always makes people sigh. After experiencing the tempering of this war and experiencing countless blood and sacrifices, the cruel burden and responsibility have made people sigh.
Renee, who was still a new recruit, has matured. At this time, she has become a mature general who can stand alone.
"Your Highness Renee, all the mammoth war elephants of the orcs have rushed out. According to the command, prepare to abandon the first layer of the city wall and retreat to the inner layer!"
"Retreat? You told me to retreat? How dare you tell me to retreat? Look at this war, look at the sacrificed warriors. The bodies of the soldiers were not recovered in time, how dare you ask me to retreat?"
The herald is also an old acquaintance of Renee. Even if Renee's roar is right in front of him, as An Yinluo's adjutant, he knows that he cannot retreat at this time.
"You think I want to retreat, but I also want to fight those beast cubs to the end. The losses of our main army are even worse. The magic power of the earth mage has been exhausted. The city wall has kept up with the speed of destruction. If this continues,
Once the orcs break through the defense line, it will be a meaningless massacre, and there is no other way to retreat to the inner city."
"Okay. You can retreat. Let you take another look at the confidence of our Lan tribe. Dimiret, are Leeroy ready yet? If you continue to delay and delay the fight, I will chop off your head!"
"...It is undergoing a comprehensive self-examination. You can log in within five minutes. However, the battle time should not exceed ten minutes, otherwise it is very likely to self-destruct!"
"Okay, Northern Lights, deliver the Titan Warriors remotely to me first! Let our allies hold on."
When the orcs' mammoth war elephants suddenly attacked again, the city walls were knocked to the point of collapse. Countless orcs boarded the city walls densely. At the critical moment when all the city walls began to fail, the knight princess finally gave the final order, and Donglan opened the door
Your own secret weapon.
The huge battleship started up again, and the open hatch was opened. What flew out with the rocket was the prototype Roland Titan. As experimental machines, they had completed their historical mission and would erupt in their final glory on the battlefield.
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"boom!"
The five Titans fell directly among the orcs who had climbed up the city wall. The orcs looked at the behemoth in front of them blankly. The tallest and strongest elephant orcs were only as big as the Titan's calves. They could not carry heavy equipment at all.
The Iron Giant poses a threat.
The crazy steel giant stepped on it with his feet and slapped it with his hands. Those unexpected products originating from the underground world finally revealed their true nature - a war machine without mercy!
"You beasts! This is for my son, who is not yet ten years old!"
The furious mecha crushed the orc in front of him with his own hands.
In the hatch, the angry volunteer pilot was struggling to operate the mecha. The pendant on his chest was a portrait of a family. But at this time, he was the only one left, and he himself also lost his left foot.
He can only avenge his hometown in this way.
The red warning light in the cockpit is flashing continuously. From the very beginning, this Titan mecha has reached its final hour. The overloaded operation not only gives it powerful combat power, but also allows it to transform into a super fire that may detonate at any time.
bomb.
"Kamt, come out quickly! It's about to explode. Activate the ejection rocket chair!"
The words of the Northern Lights Command Center were ignored by him. He discovered a tall centaur carrying a giant halberd and killing soldiers. He was a monster more than three meters tall. Under the halberd, he killed all the soldiers in one go.
If hit, a large area will be killed.
"Hamar! Hamal the Butcher! I finally found you."
Isn't this obvious characteristic the same as the butcher who massacred his hometown?
The roaring mecha trampled all the orcs in the way. Even though the mecha was already covered with orcs, and even though someone was tapping the eaves of the cockpit with a tomahawk, he did not slow down his pace.
but......
"Stupid piece of iron! Weak humans can only rely on this useless thing."
,
Every orc warchief is above legendary. How can Hamal, who is also known for his outstanding combat power among the chiefs, be so easy to deal with? The jumping Hamar is even higher than the Titan mecha.
"cut!"
The halberd fell, a huge golden arc brought death, and with the explosion, there were still the cockpit and half of the mecha.
There was an explosion from behind. Without even looking at Hamar, who was about to continue the killing, he didn't expect that the fallen mecha suddenly stretched out the only remaining handle and held him.
The proud centaur chief roared, and in the face of the terrifying brute force, the metal arm began to shake.
"Only the weak need to rely on these stupid foreign objects. We orcs can dominate the world with our own bodies! We are the advanced race that should occupy the center of the world!"
In the shattered cockpit, Kamt, who was covered in blood, was still biting the operating lever with his only movable teeth. Faced with the roar and ridicule of the huge centaur, he also smiled, because
, the red warning light has reached its last moment, and the Roland Titan's engine is on the verge of explosion.
"Really? Haha, let me show you the ambition of weak humans... See you in heaven, Aisha! Nini! Dad has avenged you!"
After letting go of the broken tooth that was already full of blood, his chin hit the red button hard. Finally, a burst of red light took over everything, and a mushroom cloud slowly rose beside the city wall.
"impossible......"
These are the last words of the proud centaur warrior. The weak humans have proved their courage with their lives. At least, they don't have to go on the road alone.
"Lord Hamar died in battle! The centaur tribe began to flee!"
"Chief Basolo died in battle!" The siege at the north gate failed, the siege equipment was destroyed, and reinforcements could not get forward.
"Lord Elosien died in battle! The defense line from the north to the south gate failed to attack the city!"
"Master Military Advisor Wen died in battle! The South Gate was defeated!"
For the chiefs who are still bathing their wounds, every piece of bad news is like a bolt from the blue, but what can they say? Why accuse these colleagues of exaggerating and being strong on the outside? In fact, in the face of the crazy counterattack of humans, they themselves are afraid of walking off the battlefield alive.
It's difficult, if that trembling red mushroom cloud explodes around you... Haha, hasn't the powerful Hamar already shown the result!
"Hamar, what a pity. Treat his family kindly."
At half pay, Eamon could only squeeze out this sigh, shook his head, and continued to clean his weapons. Now is not the time to be needlessly sentimental. Who knows if he will be next.
"Kamt, it's a pity. Treat his family kindly...Does he have no family anymore? Then put the reconstruction of his hometown as the highest priority."
At the same time, Renee also sighed when she learned that only two of the five pilots had returned, and that Kamt had not even started the rocket seat that had escaped.
"Dimiret! You're still fucking okay, I'm going to shoot you out with the goblin cannon!"
"Here we come! We must not let Leeroy overheat! Otherwise the explosion will be on our side! His power source is at least ten times that of Roland Titan! The entire city wall will be blown down!"
The floating warship finally landed, and when the hatch was opened, the even more terrifying war machine came down. Just its appearance made all the soldiers tremble in fear.
"What kind of monster is this! The Donglan people are simply crazy!"
