The first wave of arrow rain quickly sloped down from the top of the valley. Due to the condescending position and the help of the wind, the power of the arrows was doubled than usual. The rain of arrows like a rainstorm quickly overwhelmed the greenskin troops. Due to the lack of effective protective tools
, a large area of green skins instantly fell into a pool of blood. The weak goblins were almost killed with one arrow, while the stronger orc warriors could barely withstand a few arrows, but they were hit by several arrows. Even if they were not killed,
There is basically no fighting power left.
At the same time, at the back of the valley, war horses neighed, and a large number of Ugor cavalry descended like a storm, surrounding the only gap in the valley.
Blocked in front and pursued by soldiers behind, the greenskins let out an angry roar.
"Despicable humans!"
The green-skinned orcs roared in anger, but this did not change the fact that they were besieged. The leader Gotia Bloodclaw roared, and led the few black orc warriors around him to charge towards the mountain. They were all the way
They are all competing with these human cavalry, knowing that if these cavalry start running, they have no chance of catching up. Right now, the only place where they can break through is these human infantry on the hilltop.
At least they won't be as disgusting as the people on horseback.
Seeing the leader charging, other greenskins followed suit. The gentle slope in the valley didn't look too long, but at this moment it became a nightmare for the greenskins.
Because the human defenders not only have bows and arrows, but also other tools... Rhodes asked everyone to prepare rolling stones in advance. At this moment, almost all the soldiers went into battle. The long-range troops with bows and crossbows used their long-range weapons to kill the enemies. There were no long-range troops.
With weapons, he lifted rocks and threw them at the orc troops that rushed up.
Two hundred steps, one hundred steps, fifty steps, the gentle slope within a short distance of a hundred meters became the death zone for the orcs. Intense arrow rain and rolling stones fell from the top of the mountain, knocking over groups of orc infantry, and the goblins were horrified.
Howling, not daring to step forward.
The blood flowed continuously from the hillside and spilled into the earth, irrigating this barren northern land.
However, even after crossing this death zone, the danger does not mean that it is gone, but on the contrary, it becomes more terrifying. The musketeers from Dulong City and Black Hammer Castle formed a line formation and fired intensively at the enemies within fifty steps.
Even the strongest orcs couldn't withstand the close-range shots from the dwarf shotguns. Blood splashed in the air like wine from a broken bottle.
The sound of dwarf muskets echoed on the front line above the entire valley. Amidst the smoke, the green-skinned orcs fell to the powerful dwarf muskets one by one.
"preparation."
"Fire!"
"preparation……"
"Fire!"
The Dulong City officer repeatedly ordered. While the soldiers in the front row were shooting, the soldiers in the back row were loading projectiles and preparing for the next round of shooting. They took turns to shoot. The advantage of the condescending terrain fully demonstrated the power of muskets and bows. When the fierceness
Yes, when the green-skinned orcs finally rushed forward, what was waiting for them was not machetes or battle axes, but rows of spiked fences. Behind the fence, there was a deep trench, even though it was only as tall as a person.
, but at this moment it is almost an insurmountable gap. Because behind this trench are hundreds of dwarves and humans holding shotguns.
Each round of shooting fired hundreds of bullets into the orc crowd. Green-skinned corpses were stacked one on top of another in front of the trenches and fences.
A few lucky orcs broke through the fence and jumped into the trench, but no one climbed out of the trench alive. The dwarf musketeers walked to the edge of the trench expressionlessly and shouted at the green-skinned orcs in the trench.
snapshot.
With several lifetimes of hatred, some dwarves even whipped the greenskins to death...
Roar……
Finally, the greenskins began to retreat, roaring several times before leaving to express their extreme dissatisfaction.
However, now that they are here, Rhodes will not let them go easily. Under the bursts of thunder, Rhodes raised his battle ax high and ordered all the Bear Knights to charge.
Although there are only eighteen people in number, these eighteen bear knights represent the strongest fighting force in the north. The lost bear knights are resurrected in the north. The Knights of the Sons of Esun are full of enthusiasm and follow their lord to charge.
The high priest Yeskovitch ran and roared loudly, and at some point a golden spear appeared in his hand. With a wild roar, the high priest threw the golden spear. Only the air was heard.
The sound of being torn apart reached my ears, like a golden light flying over the valley and flying into the pile of green skins. After piercing three green-skinned orcs and a short goblin, it landed and was stuck on the ground.
.
"Kill them all, leaving no one behind!"
Riding on the back of the giant bear, Rhodes shouted loudly. Lightning gathered on the tomahawk. When passing by the first orc, the thunder ax easily chopped it down, and blood spurted out from the orc's chest.
Then came the second one, then the third one... Every time the Thunder Tomahawk struck out, there was a blast of lightning. Those little goblins were so far away that they were frightened and ran away with their heads in their hands.
The thick smell of blood hit his face. Rhodes rotated the battle ax and threw the mithril battle ax forged by the dwarves. The runes on the handle of the ax shone with white light, along the direction where the orcs were densest.
, the battle ax whizzed away. Rhodes pulled out the Cold Iron Sword on his back. Even though it had not been used for a long time, it was still a family heirloom sword.
The green-skinned orc who was trapped in the battle stood in front of him, making his final struggle. However, the white bear Ursok pounced directly on him. Under the crushing weight, the green-skinned orc was directly knocked to the ground. When he got up again, the giant
The bear's fangs were already biting into his face.
The orcs finally ushered in the bloody battle they wanted. However, their number was too small at this time. Three thousand northern soldiers surrounded the remaining 1,500 greenskins in the valley and slaughtered them.
Even though there are only more than a thousand, there are still many orcs injured by arrows, not to mention the little goblins, who have already lost their fighting ability.
Rhodes roared and beheaded the orcs, and the green-skinned leader Gotia Bloodclaw rushed forward. With his brute strength, the orcs were not frightened. However, Rhodes just stepped sideways slightly after the opponent's machete fell, avoiding the attack, and at the same time
He smashed the orc's head with the hilt of the sword, and the blood claw was knocked dizzy. Just as he was about to fight back, the thunder battle ax roared from mid-air, and before the orc could react, an ax cut off his arm.
Gotia screamed in pain, and scarlet blood flowed out from the severed hand, flowing all over the floor. But Rhodes showed no mercy, holding the ax with one hand, and slashed through the orc's chest at close range. The ax penetrated
The breastplate split the beating heart in two.
There were such bloody massacres everywhere. A few days ago, the green-skinned orcs attacked the human castle and massacred the people there. A few days later, in this unknown valley, the Northern Alliance forces joined forces to massacre the greenskins.