"ah!"
“Ouch!”
"Baka!" The sound of broken bones was heard.
The knights arrived in an instant, their sharp steel lances crashing into the orcs. The harsh friction, the miserable wails, and the teeth-grinding cracking of bones all spoke volumes of the brutality of war...
"Stop them!" Ounaville, who had just escaped from the tornado, no longer looked as bright and handsome as before. His heavy armor was covered with holes made by wind blades, and blood was constantly oozing out of the wounds. Although he looked miserable, his injuries were not serious, and were mostly superficial.
"Cut through them!" Roland shouted as he rode his horse.
The heavy iron hooves ruthlessly trampled these ragged orcs, as smooth as a hot knife cutting butter. These crowded orcs did not slow down the speed of the Knights' charge at all. The deafening sound of horse hooves drowned out the orcs' clamor. Orcs were constantly pierced by lances and trampled off their horses, but the orc army still continued to surround them.
"Don't get surrounded! We can't lose speed!" Renault shouted as he swung his lance and swept across the orcs.
"Let's break out from the side!" Roland turned his horse's head and charged to the side.
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"The orcs are coming! Everyone get ready!" Van Erwei looked at the approaching orc army calmly. He waved his hand to signal all the soldiers who could attack from a distance to get ready.
"Shoot!" Vanerwei waved his hand, and suddenly a rain of arrows fell from the sky. Hundreds of long steel arrows fell from the sky, and the orc vanguard fell down immediately.
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"King! The orcs are attacking the infantry!" Renault looked back and found that the orcs decisively abandoned the highly mobile knights and turned to encircle the infantry.
"Where's Caslo?" Roland looked up and found that the flying dragon had disappeared from the sky.
"King! We have to disrupt the orcs' offensive! Our infantry can't hold out for long!" Renault urged.
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"Cardo! Hold on!" At this moment, Kaslo had already left the battlefield. He was preparing to pull out the armor-piercing arrow that had shot into Cardo's abdomen.
"Hey! Man! You're lucky!" Kaslo smiled and pulled out the arrow with force. As the arrow was pulled out, a burst of dragon blood splashed out.
"Damn it! An enchanted armor-piercing arrow!" After carefully examining the arrow in his hand, Caslo casually broke the steel arrow.
Because of the dragon clan's strong physique, this minor injury will heal quickly. After sprinkling medicine powder on the wound, Caslo climbed back onto the dragon saddle, flapped his wings, and returned to the sky.
"Caslo is back!" Renault saw the dragon flying from a distance.
"Swish~" A row of orcs who were about to approach the infantry were instantly knocked down by the wind blades.
"Charge back! For our brothers!" Roland gritted his teeth and shouted as he looked at the flickering flames of fighting spirit on the knights. The previous round of charge successfully killed hundreds of orcs, but facing the orcs' crazy attacks, the consumption of everyone's fighting spirit was also extremely terrifying.
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"Hold on!" Vanerwey's palms sweated as he saw the orcs getting closer and closer through the rain of arrows. He could only hope that the shield wall outside could successfully withstand the orcs' attack.
"Heavy sword without edge!" The Dowinion heavy swordsmen shouted in unison and activated their skills. The bright battle energy flames formed a nearly five-meter-long thick battle energy flame column on the long swords in their hands.
"Bang!" Through the gaps in the shields, the huge pillar of fighting spirit and flames was swung down fiercely by the Dowinian heavy swordsmen with their right arms.
“Crackle!”
“Crack!”
“Crack!”
The teeth-grinding sound of bones breaking was heard, and the orcs who were swept by the skills of Dorwinion Heavy Swordsman were instantly killed on the spot. The heavy sword without an edge gave Dorwinion Heavy Swordsman a powerful range attack ability. The originally sharp longsword was transformed into a pillar of fighting spirit with elemental burning, which was more outstanding in breaking armor and internal injuries.
"Charge!" Seeing that the subsequent influx of orcs overwhelmed the various strange corpses on the ground, the Dowinion heavy swordsmen raised their tower shields, and the battle flames condensed into mysterious patterns on the tower shields. The next second, the Dowinion heavy swordsmen took a step forward and pushed the huge steel tower shields out.
"Brutal!" Van Erwei looked at the orc who was beaten to death in horror. Yes, it was beaten to death in the literal sense!
"Shoot! Don't stop your attack!" Vanerwei encouraged the soldiers in the crowd with Manikati in his hand.
Compared to the calm defense of the Dorwinian heavy swordsmen, the 400 light infantry stationed on both wings had a difficult time.
They desperately held on to the wooden tower shields to resist the desperate attacks of the Orcs. Their formation was deformed by the Orcs' repeated attacks, but they relied on their willpower to reorganize the team again and again and restore the neat shield wall. The enormous pressure they were facing at the moment could be seen through the concave and deformed surface of the tower shields.
"Kill!" Two rows of spears poked out through the gaps in the shields, and the sharp tips of the spears pierced the leather clothes and muscles of the orcs. As the spears were pulled out in a rotation, one orc after another fell in front of the formation.
"For the glory of knights!" The knights of the Holy Knights entered the battlefield again. Under Renault's command, they flexibly moved around the flanks of the orcs, taking a bite from their flanks from time to time, and then hung not far from the orc army.
"We still have too few soldiers..." Roland sighed helplessly as he looked at the infantrymen who were surrounded. Their fighting spirit was almost gone and they could no longer charge into the group of orcs recklessly. If they continued to go deeper, Roland's only knight group would suffer its first casualty.
"Caslo was held back..." Renault looked at the flying dragon that was flying high in the sky. Fearing Onavelle's cold arrows, Caslo did not dare to let the dragon wantonly kill the orcs below. He could only release his breath from time to time to support the places that were about to be overwhelmed. Seeing the two armies fighting each other, Caslo was afraid of accidental injuries and could not let the dragon release the dragon language magic that could cause large-scale destruction. After all, it would not be fun if that dragon language magic hit the shield formation of his own people and broke it.
"Hold on!" Vanerwei, holding the flaming Manicati, killed an orc who broke through the light infantry's shield wall, and pulled up the fallen light infantry.
"Young man! Back off! Add another man!" After seeing the light infantryman's trembling hands and bleeding shoulder, Van Erwei frowned and quickly asked the wounded soldier to retreat.
"Ah!" An orc thrust his long sword forward, knocking a light infantryman, who was left wide open, to the ground. Finally, the first casualty appeared!
"Bang!" A quick-reacting Badanian archer drew his sword and blocked it, but another orc who rushed over swung his battle axe and chopped him down.
"Dang!" Looking at the axe mark on the arm shield, the Badaniyan archer was suddenly frightened.
"Oh no! The elite orcs are attacking!" The Badanian archer said in horror as he looked at the armored orcs in front of him.
"Swish!" Manikati slashed through the void and chopped the advancing orc in half with one sword. The smell of burnt barbecue came in the air.
"Stop them!" Van Erwei roared.
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"Run and shoot!" Roland, lacking in fighting spirit, could only lead the knights on their horses to circle around the orcs and shoot arrows. After a period of training, the knights' archery skills... were barely acceptable.
"Buzz!" The bowstring in Roland's hand trembled, and an orc in the distance fell down in response to the string.
"Your Highness! Let's charge again!" Renault said anxiously as he looked at the surrounded infantry shield formation.
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Here, Vanerwei faced his biggest test!
The Dorwinion heavy swordsmen suddenly discovered that the orcs in front of them were retreating collectively. As they were wondering through the gaps in their helmets, a roar was heard.
"Bang!" The buzzing sound spread throughout the battlefield, and even Roland and his group who were moving around and shooting stopped. Onavel, wearing heavy armor, holding a war hammer, rushed over and launched the skill Thunder Strike, then heavily smashed the tower shields of the Dowinian heavy swordsmen that were deeply embedded in the ground. The shield wall composed of a hundred tower shields was smashed up fiercely, and the dozen or so Dowinian heavy swordsmen who were facing it from the front flew up and fell to the ground twitching.
Although seriously injured, the lives of the Dorwinion heavy swordsmen were not in danger. With the shield wall skill, they together withstood the full force attack from the 5th-level warrior.
"Orc warrior!" Vanerwei narrowed his eyes. The frontal defense was finally broken. If he wanted to form a shield formation again, he had to get rid of this orc!
"For the goddess of nature!" Vanerwei, holding the elven holy sword Manicati, jumped high with his long legs, and the holy sword carrying the wrath of the elves fell from the sky!