Arnold felt that the muscles on his arms, back, and waist were almost no longer his own. They were really sore and numb. In the short period of time from the orcs charging to stopping, he commanded his archers to quickly shoot ten waves of arrows.
, one after another the enemy died under the sharp arrows.
But now he had to issue an order to stop shooting, even if the enemy stood motionless not far away, because continuing to pull the bow string would likely cause the soldiers to lose their muscles, causing them to directly lose their combat ability and become a burden on the battlefield.
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The elven longbows equipped by His Majesty the King can be said to be good at everything. They have a long range and are easy to maintain. In this heavy rainy weather, the arrows shot still have strong power and very good accuracy.
The only problem was that the force required to pull the bow string was too high. The strong bow in his hand was like a wild horse that was difficult to tame. Every shot required Arnold to use all his strength.
Arnold also knew that this was a weapon designed by the elves to serve themselves. He had also been lucky enough to see the battle scene of the elf prince, and it was as relaxed as a dance. In any case, he would never be able to reach that level in his life.
Already.
However, in order to regain the strength of his arm as soon as possible, Arnold, who was once a sharpshooter at Rhodok, made a special trip to visit Mr. James, the most skilled doctor in Feslite, and learned some massage techniques, which he then taught.
All archers.
Arnold was different from his younger brother Arnold. He decisively gave up the use of crossbows as a captain of the Archers Brigade and spent a lot of time improving his bow and arrow skills. He believed that only by using the same weapon with his subordinates could he be better.
Understand the actual situation of your subordinates and make correct commands.
It is precisely because of this due diligence that whenever the archer troops are needed, the King of Rovanion will order Arnold to become the archer commander. If he unfortunately dies in battle, it will be the turn of another captain to continue to take command.
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Perhaps, after one or two battles, Arnold will take over the position left by Bandak and become the new shooter commander. At least, there are already such rumors among the soldiers.
Arnold didn't think much about this rumor. "Be loyal to Your Majesty and do your duty with all your heart" was probably his life creed at this time. However, His Majesty's identity was upgraded from captain to captain, then from captain to lord, and finally
Became His Majesty the King.
During this process, Arnold's identity is also constantly changing.
More than ten years ago, Arnold and his younger brother were just silly boys who farmed for the elders in the village. But now, he owns his own house in the most central area of Feslite and married a beautiful and virtuous wife.
She has a well-paying and very decent job, and in response to the call of the cabinet, she gave birth to two boys and a girl. The eldest son has reached the appropriate age and has begun to receive education in school.
Arnold was very satisfied with his current life. If he were still in Rhodok, he would never have such a life in his life. In order to keep this happiness, Arnold was willing to sacrifice his life for his king.
At this time, Arnold kept rubbing his sore muscles through the hard scale armor, his eyes fixed on the wolf cavalry jumping up and down the western hillside. As one of the few officers in Rovanian, he
Having received a somewhat systematic tactical instruction, I knew that the approach of the wolf cavalry would definitely break the current peaceful situation.
Thinking of this, he kneaded his muscles faster. He needed to recover his strength as soon as possible, because once the orcs launched a charge, the archer troops he led had only one choice, which was to draw out the daggers from their waists and blend into the infantry.
The formation covers the flanks of the entire formation.
If there is a suitable battlefield environment, he can actually choose to break away from the protection of the large army, wander to any side of the battlefield, and launch a side attack on the enemy who is entangled with the infantry. However, this operation was covered by cavalry in the past. Now,
But there are no such conditions.
At this time, if the strength of the arm can be restored one more point, then the subsequent attack on the enemy will be one point more powerful.
Soon, the howls of the wolf cavalry were getting closer and closer. The strange rocks and short slopes on the hillside were no hindrance to the dexterous wargs. As these powerful and dark creatures approached, a huge shadow emerged from behind.
squeezed out from the gaps between the mountains.
"Troll!
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A cry of surprise came out of Arnold's mouth, and he immediately closed his mouth. If, as an officer, he showed panic, the blow to his morale would be too great.
However, Arnold was not the only one to recognize the enemy that suddenly appeared on the hillside. Although he didn't see many of them, a large part of the soldiers present had participated in the Battle of Gushan ten years ago, and screams of exclamation appeared one after another in the human race.
among the team.
Even Dwalin and several of his dwarf companions, who were standing at the front of the team, had nervous expressions on their faces, because there was not just one giant monster covered with moss and scales, but twenty or thirty.
Their thick-boned right hands held terrifyingly huge wooden sticks, and a crude wooden shield was tied to their left arm. Although the craftsmanship of these shields was so crude that it was impossible to look directly at them, the thick wood
Enough to withstand the penetration of any bow and arrow.
It was obvious that these pain-resistant monsters had suffered enough from elven bows and arrows in past battles, so their leader had put a lot of effort into preparing these trolls for long-range attacks before the raid.
And this was Lagash's biggest reliance for launching this raid. His original plan was to let the orcs tangle with the humans first, and then send the trolls to break the formation, so as to catch the opponent off guard. However, he planned to be suddenly released by the human leader's breath of fire.
It was destroyed, forcing Lagash to send out trolls to break the current deadlock.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Allen, who is still very weak in strength, watched the trolls begin to blend into the orc formation, with a solemn look on his face as well. He is the most elite.
His subordinates, namely the Twilight Knights and Elf Rangers, are still on guard in the mountains and may not be able to come back in time to deal with the current situation.
As for the abilities that Allen has mastered, only chain lightning has a certain paralyzing effect on trolls. The lethality of fire is extremely weak against this monster that has almost no pain. Even if Allen's flames are not affected by rain, I'm afraid
It was also difficult to deal with this huge monster that suddenly appeared.
It may even have the opposite effect. Imagine a huge monster with its whole body on fire rushing in front of you with a strange force that ordinary people cannot resist. Most soldiers are unable to cope with such a situation.
The energy of the chain lightning will be mostly shared by the orcs around the trolls, and without the cooperation of elite soldiers, it will be difficult for Allen alone to deal with these trolls in a short time.
"Woo~~ha~~" "Aww"
With the reinforcements of the trolls, the orcs, who were still very worried at first, let out hoarse and unpleasant cheers. Urged by the howls of wolves, the wide crescent-shaped front began to approach forward one after another. The orcs moved faster and faster.
It came faster and faster, and a shower of arrows also covered the area where the trolls were as the orcs advanced.
A large number of orcs died under the attack of arrows, but even the weapons made by elves could not penetrate the thick wooden shield. The missing arrows were nailed to the troll's arms and legs covered with moss and scales.
, causing these monsters to roar as they were attacked.
They didn't scream because of pain, but because they felt they were being provoked.
"Everyone pick up their bows and arrows, aim at the trolls, and kill them."
Arnold gave the order to prepare to shoot as soon as the trolls appeared, but this could not stop the enemy from approaching. The dark orc army and the soldiers who were waiting for it were getting closer and closer.
"You are the most elite warriors in Rovanion. No matter what appears in front of you, you must stick to this front. At this time, His Majesty the King is with us."
Gale's breathy voice broke through the patter of rain hitting the armor, and the order to "hold the line" instantly spread throughout the entire infantry team along with the shouts of the officers.
The heavily armored soldiers clenched the large shields in their hands, staring closely at the huge figure that was getting closer and closer, while sharp spears stretched out as far as possible from the phalanx, aiming at those
The approaching dark shadow.
Seeing the sudden appearance of a large number of trolls, Allen frowned. He guessed that there would be a high probability of trolls in the orc army, but he didn't expect that there were so many trolls in the Gray Mountains area.
monster.
But after thinking about it, this is also in line with the living habits of these guys. Except for the trolls who followed Sauron in Mordor, most of the other clumsy creations that imitated the Ents like to live in areas close to the Northern Wasteland. For example, the former
The Kingdom of Angmar, close to the Etten Wasteland of the Misty Mountains, must also include the Gray Mountains, which have been most severely eroded by darkness.
It's just that the appearance of these guys completely disrupted Allen's previous plan. He planned to wait for the orc leader to approach the battlefield, and then summon the Lion Hunting Knights on the northern hillside to launch a surprise attack on the enemy.
Although the hillside to the north is a bit steep, and there are rocks and trees in the middle that hinder the speed of the cavalry, the equestrian skills of the Swadia knights are barely enough to cope with the geographical environment there. That hillside is also the best place Allen can find. After all, this is
It is among the mountains. It is not easy to find a place where the cavalry can charge. At the same time, it is even more difficult for the enemy to take the bait.
Now, the enemy took the bait obediently, but sent an unexpected force to disrupt Allen's rhythm, and the half-orc leader riding a warg stood far away on a boulder.
Looking at the decisive battle that was about to begin, he was not close to the battlefield at all, but he was very sorry for his life.
Faced with such a crisis, Allen could not just watch the tall trolls rush into the formation under his command with the help of the cover of the orcs. Even the phalanx composed of elite dwarf veterans could not withstand such an impact. Humans
Even worse.
These trolls probably only need one powerful swing to penetrate the infantry phalanx commanded by Gale. Then it will be a melee. Facing the orcs who have an absolute advantage in numbers, Allen knows that although the combat effectiveness of his men is already very high, it will be a melee.
That's true, but I'm afraid there won't be a very good outcome when faced with such a situation.
Thinking that the soldiers who followed him would suffer a lot of casualties, Allen kept searching the hillside behind the orcs, preparing to find a terrain suitable for cavalry assault and directly summon the Lion Hunting Knights.
At this time, Allen suddenly spotted an unusual place out of the corner of his eye. On the hillside covered with dark clouds, a goat with huge curved horns suddenly appeared, and the goat sitting on the goat's back
He is a strong figure wearing heavy armor and a crown on his head.
The person who came was none other than Allen's friend, Thorin II, the son of Thrain and the current King of the Mountain.
As Thorin stood firm on the hillside, dense crowds of dwarf knights also appeared under the dark clouds, closely surrounding their king. Then a thunder exploded in the dark clouds, and the deafening sound was enough to illuminate the entire area.
The electric light in the area attracted the attention of everyone present.
Even the trolls with low intelligence stopped and looked behind the thunder.
There were no extra movements or inspiring speeches before the battle. Allen just faintly heard the words "For the King" in the sound of rolling hooves, and saw the dwarf cavalry launching a tide-like charge along the hillside.
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Seeing this scene, Allen did not hesitate anymore. He quickly summoned the knights at the location he chose and gave them the order to charge forward. Then the dinars in the simulator vault disappeared with a crash.
Allen blessed all the soldiers behind him with "Rising Flames".
Compared to the members of the Knights who can be replenished with dinars, Allen still cares more about the soldiers who have flesh and blood and families behind him. As long as these soldiers can survive on the battlefield, Allen is willing to pay any price he can bear.
After completing all this in an instant, Allen, who was wearing ancient sigil armor, casually pulled out a ruby sigil two-handed sword from his back.
This is a new weapon that Allen just got from the Pendor continent. Its exquisite hand guard is inlaid with a huge ruby, and the fiery red pattern starts from the hilt and extends all the way to the sword that shines with sharp light.
The tip of the sword.
When Allen's hands clenched the long sword, the fiery red patterns on the sword began to flash, and the rainwater that collided with it was evaporated into nothingness in an instant. For a while, Allen's whole body was shrouded in white mist, and a streak of
Orders like rumbling thunder also sounded from the white mist.