Journey Through the Plane of the Lord God

The great prophet Holy Messiah, in the holy city of Messiah, called on the followers of Yahweh to fight back against the invasion of tribal orcs.

The army of human survivors in the Kingdom of Stormwind, under the leadership of the Priests of Yahweh, used the famous "The enemy advances, we retreat, the enemy advances," the great leader of the heavenly universe before the Messiah traveled through.

When the enemy is tired, we attack; when the enemy retreats, we pursue." The sixteen-character strategic mantra.

They did not provoke the main force of the tribe's orc army, nor did they attack the large tribal camp where warlocks, shamans and a large number of orc warriors gathered.

Instead, they only use a small team of no more than a hundred people at a time, led by three or two Yahweh priests, to frequently conduct sneak attacks on logging camps, mines and other tribal infrastructure where only orcs work.

It is not about how many orc soldiers can be killed, it is just about training and letting some new recruits see blood.

To be honest, if these operations were not done too often, it would indirectly affect the tribal leaders' ability to obtain benefits from these infrastructures.

Only a few dozen die each time. There are tens of millions of humble orc slave laborers in the tribe who belong to the lowest slave class in society. They are simply not worthy of those fat and big-eared orc warriors who have brought disaster to the Kingdom of Stormwind.

The gentlemen set about encirclement and suppression.

And every time the tribe gathered hundreds or thousands of orc warriors to encircle and suppress these human squads, these "guerrillas" always collapsed at the first touch, and were "killed" by the orc warrior masters and fled in all directions.

Although because of the powerful protection and healing power of the Holy Light of Yahweh possessed by those damn "Holy Light Rats", every time the orcs encircled and suppressed them, they were essentially unable to kill a few frail humans who seemed to be running away in a hurry.

But the poor impression of these humans passively resisting and fleeing in battle has been deeply engraved in the hearts of every orc warrior who has participated in the encirclement and suppression.

Therefore, except for a few shaman spellcasters in the camp who have some brains and feel slightly uneasy about the fact that the remaining humans after the destruction of the Kingdom of Stormwind are still able to assemble tens of thousands of armies, most of them consider themselves pure men.

The orc warrior leaders, who knew how to be tough, picked up their weapons without hesitation and led their followers to attack the human army.

The military force of nearly 70,000 tribesmen, including orc laborers and orc warriors, rushed out of the camp and quickly collided with the human crusaders.

Then, these orc warriors were surprised to find out.

The once weak human warriors actually fought on a par with them and the noble and powerful orc warriors who were the backbone of the tribe.

No, even, even stronger than them!

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Lucor Coren is a devout believer in Yahweh. After the invasion of the orcs, thanks to his trust in the Holy Light Cross Church of Yahweh, he and his family fled to the wilderness in advance under the leadership of the priest.

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However, people like Luke Coren are almost in the minority.

In the days after the invasion of the orcs, when the survivor camp he was in was just established, Lucor Coren saw too many people who did not follow the advice of the priests of Yahweh, and their homes and relatives were fled before

The nobles were destroyed, or were destroyed by the invading orc army.

But it was precisely because he saw too much loss and too much regret in other people that Luke Coren did not want to lose his family and friends.

For his future life and for his future descendants to live in a peaceful environment, under the guidance of Yahweh's sacred faith, he bravely put on his chain armor, holding a shield in his left hand and a gun in his right hand, and fought with thousands of people around him.

Wan, together with the human soldiers like him, attacked the orc warriors.

Looking down at the entire battlefield from the sky, Lucor Coren's human team of a thousand men followed closely behind the knight guards led by Commander Andre. Under the light of the holy gift halo blessed by their feet, they looked like

A surging wave of platinum holy light collided with the pale green wave of orcs on the opposite side.

As a veteran soldier who has participated in "guerrilla warfare" many times, he has passed the "Holy Light Cross Church Universal Warrior Training Manual" to become a trainee high-level soldier, the most junior officer of the Holy Light Cross Legion, Captain Luke

Mr. Lun, calmly loads the temporary war belief network through the holy aura under his feet, receiving and conveying the orders of the paladin captain of the thousand-man team he belongs to.

As the distance between him and the orcs got closer and closer, he received the commander's order in his mind and gave the order to his ten-man team to stop.

Not only his team, but all the human legionnaires around him stopped in their tracks instantly, as if they had pressed the pause button.

"My brothers, raise your shields!"

"Raise your shields, warriors!"

"Three feet in front of your chest, shield up!"

Due to the limitations of normal human spiritual power before advancing to a formal professional level, the lower-level officers in the Holy Light Cross Legion cannot transmit multiple words of complex instructions at one time like their paladin commanders. They can only transmit complex instructions through the Holy Gift.

The temporary war belief network built by Halo transmits a single word of command every minute.

For example, the "stop" command just told the surrounding comrades to stop, but more complex commands require direct oral command from lower-level officers.

Therefore, the current battlefield is filled with the roars of the Captains of the Holy Light Cross Legion.

Lucor Coren heard the voices of countless junior officers like him around him, and he shouted loudly and unceremoniously.

"Kill those orcs! Brothers, raise your shields!"

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The subordinates around him shouted angrily in unison, and stepped back slightly with their right foot in accordance with the "Holy Light Infantry Drill Manual", visually observing the trajectory of the oncoming ferocious greenskins swinging their battle axes, and at the same time raising the one-handed shield of their left hand.

Then, something happened that made all the orc warriors, and even the orc high-level officials in the camp who were paying attention to the battle, change drastically.

"Touch!" "Touch!" "Touch!"

The harsh collision sound was like a drum beat. On this huge battlefield, whether it was several short orc peons attacking together or those tall orc warriors, they were all wrapped up.

The human warrior with the light white-gold Yahweh light coming directly from the holy halo beneath his feet was directly pushed away!

Except for the extraordinary warriors who had already rushed out of the melee in advance and had a fierce duel with their respective official ranks and above, almost the entire battlefield paused for several seconds because of this incredible scene.

That's right! The battle ax swung by an orc warrior whose arms were thicker than human thighs and who could block five people with one beast was easily blocked by a normal human with a one-handed shield!

According to the practice in past combat experience, when faced with the battle ax swung by a real orc warrior with all his strength, Lucor Coren, whose right foot was already supported as a fulcrum to bear the force, tightened his grip on his shield.

"bump!"

The power he felt on the shield was far less than the attacks from orc warriors he had been exposed to in the past.

Could it be that what I met was a large peon?

Although there were still some doubts in his mind, Lucor Coren, as a veteran warrior, subconsciously swung the spear in his right hand forward like a python coming out of its hole, carrying strong wind.

"puff!"

The orc warrior had no idea that the human warrior in front of him was so powerful and fast. He had no time to dodge, and could only be easily pierced by Lucor Coren's spear with an incredibly confused look on his face.

The weapon hit his chest, and the gun head came out directly from the leather armor on his back, bringing up a large amount of black and red orc blood.

He quickly pulled out the spear from the corpse, using the shield in his left hand to protect his body during this action.

"Touch!" "Touch!"

Two more attacks from the unfortunate orc warrior hit Lucor Coren's shield.

"snort!"

Although he didn't know why he suddenly became much stronger, after a short battle, Lucor Coren, who was somewhat confident about his explosive power, groaned and unceremoniously raised his shield in response to the attack.

Pushing against it, the battle axes of the two orc warriors on the opposite side were directly pushed away by his strong force, and then taking advantage of this perfect flaw, he quickly thrust out the spear in his right hand, freeing two dirty souls again...

This battle, in which strength and weakness have been exchanged, is only the beginning, but it has already been concluded by the mighty power of Yahweh.

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Andre rode on a war horse, charging at the front of the human legion, with the bright red Holy Light Cross flag held high in his left hand, which was so bright in his boiling platinum holy light of judgment.

This sacred flag, given the power of faith by the Messiah, regulates and gathers the faith power of Yahweh believers throughout the battlefield. Half of it is transformed into countless Yahweh Holy Light and is infused into the bodies of all Yahweh priests in the legion. The other half

It forms a mobile sanctuary that covers the entire battlefield and can increase the power, speed and spiritual protection of Yahweh believers.

"Swish!" "Swish!" "Swish!"

On the cross sword in Andre's right hand, the rich and sharp holy power condensed into a huge holy light war blade that was more than ten meters long.

Every swing brought with it the howling of the wind and the lives of dozens of orc warriors trying to surround him.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

Fifty bodyguard cavalry armed with fists as thick as hand cannons rather than muskets, followed closely behind their commander, using weapons that occasionally emitted thick smoke to shoot at the surrounding formal steps.

Orc extraordinary people...