Throne of the North

The morale of the war on the hillside increased greatly. Unexpectedly, it was discovered that the battle in the dark night did not seem to be as difficult as imagined. Because the warthog orcs were tall, they were also affected by the night. It was unknown how many human reinforcements were coming down the mountain. .

When the morning light arrived, except for the corpses on the ground, everyone's faces were filled with the joy of victory.

"I am Weilun, the knight commander of Lord Baron Moore. You are..."

A tall knight came out. His armor was stained with a lot of blood, and some scraps of meat could be seen hanging on it. The armor had dents and cracks. The strength of the warthog orcs made this knight unbearable. Minor injuries.

Two people from the reinforcements also came out, and one of them had a frustrated voice.

"Empire, Legion of Light Judgment, Lord Baron Lane, Centurion, Quinn."

It's not that he is naturally indifferent, but that the time from an illiterate commoner to today is too short, and his cognitive reserve can only allow him to introduce himself concisely like this.

The person next to him is much more fluent.

"The Imperial Light Judgment Legion, Commander Baron Lane, Knight Squire, Legion Centurion Colin."

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"Moorland welcomes everyone."

Baron Moore was a middle-aged man with a big belly. When he saw the reinforcements arriving, his eyes almost laughed out of sight, and his whole body relaxed visibly.

A large amount of exquisite food was served. The two hundred soldiers from the North Wind Province had never eaten such food, and their eyes were bright.

"I'm sorry, Lord Baron. Commander, Lord Baron Lane, has an order that we cannot eat these foods."

Colin refused, and Quinn next to him swallowed his saliva but held back his words.

It's not that they are not allowed to eat, but suddenly eating these over-nutritional things will upset the stomach, destroy the balance of the body, and seriously affect the combat effectiveness.

"It's just a meal, no big deal, right?"

Baron Moore was a little dissatisfied that these mud-legged soldiers actually rejected his kindness.

This is rejecting a nobleman.

"I'm sorry, Lord Baron, this is an order from the Commander."

After Colin finished speaking, he looked at the soldiers behind him and continued:

"It is enough to ask Lord Baron to give us normal enough food. We also need a camp, and we also need to have weapons and equipment reserves provided by you, Lord Baron."

"The warthog orcs' attack will not end. Before Lord Ryan orders a counterattack, we will help you protect your territory and prevent the warthog orcs from destroying your wealth."

Baron Moore was a little angry, but hearing the words of the warthog orcs behind him calmed him down. He waved his hand and ordered the slaves to take away the food, but then his expression became a little difficult.

"There is not much food for you in my territory. I gave two batches to the kingdom before, one batch to the Holy See's army, and not long ago, I gave another batch to your Light Judgment Legion. Now the food in the territory Not enough to eat.”

"That's not something we should be thinking about."

Colin said righteously that he was born in Exnel and has been following Mr. Ryan for two years.

"Lord Ryan said that if we cannot get enough food reserves, we need to retreat back to the legion to accept the food distribution from the legion."

It was a miraculous phenomenon that Baron Moore could produce exquisite pastries, bread and wine that hundreds of people squandered, but he could not produce a large amount of food that ordinary civilians could eat.

"We will wait for your food shipment, but the dry food we carry only allows us to eat for three days, so we need to consider whether to retreat after two days."

Colin looked at Baron Moore. The baron's face also became gloomy, but in the end he had to say:

"I will give you enough food, but you must guard my territory. If my orchards are plundered in any way, I will accuse your highness of Adams of your evil deeds!"

Colin didn't speak anymore. He didn't think what Baron Moore could do to Baron Lane, and he didn't think his accusation would make Baron Lane do anything to them.

Among the military camps, this place is obviously much better than the main camp of the Light Judgment Legion in Baron Turner's territory, and the baron is also arranging slaves to cut down trees to expedite repairs.

"According to Knight Commander Weilun, the Warthog Beastmen almost all appeared here from the territory of Viscount Harry in the northeast. The place has been completely occupied. It is said that the Viscount has escaped."

"What we need to defend most is this direction. The mountain we fought on is the best position. We can attack the orcs from a high place and eliminate the influence of their tall bodies. This Weilun is not a brainless knight. He He was quite smart and waited until we arrived.”

"But the location of this mountain is not at the edge of the barony. There are some farmlands outside and a field of hundreds of acres of flax."

"The Warthog Orcs don't have much interest in flax, but they have also done a lot of damage. My idea is that before the next Warthog Orcs arrive, we need to find a suitable defensive position on the edge of the barony or even outside."

"We can't really all stand on the mountain waiting for the warthog orcs to attack. This will not help our performance in front of Lord Ryan."

After Colin finished speaking, he looked at Quinn with burning eyes. Of course he was ambitious, and as a knight's attendant, he also knew what Lord Ryan's reward would be. It was a blessing that could make him more powerful, not to mention , if he performs this matter perfectly, he will have a status in the Tundra Territory second only to Brand and other adults.

Human desires drive their actions. Colin definitely wants to do more than simply defend Baron Moore's territory. He wants to fight for a future.

Quinn next to him couldn't understand. He instinctively relied on Colin's decision-making. This was also his flaw. After all, as a civilian, after being transferred to become a soldier, his knowledge and understanding were still in the ignorant state of a civilian. .

In short, you can only respond to other people's actions and have no ideas of your own.

"It's all up to you."

The next day, food that could feed two hundred people for half a month was delivered to the military camp. At the same time, Colin also led a group of soldiers to the edge of the baron to select a suitable position.

"This is it."

Riding on the northern war horse, Colin pointed to the woods ahead. There was a gravel field outside the woods, which should be the remains of the stream that dried up and changed its course.

"The warthog orcs are tall and their swinging movements are larger. Trees can very well limit their combat power."

Two hundred people quickly came to the woods with the supplies they had received from Baron Moore to build a defensive front.

Among these two hundred-man troops, there is only one bronze knight named Colin, and there are three formal knights and twenty-six trainee knights. They come from the nobles of the North Wind Province, and even Centurion Quinn is just an ordinary knight. people.

A simple defense line is not troublesome. All they have to do is use the terrain to block the warthog orcs' attack, and then use the terrain advantages of the woods to fight against the warthog orcs.

The warthog orcs arrived faster than expected. In the afternoon of that day, perhaps because they were afraid of the gaze of the great being in the dusk, the warthog orcs who were out of Hernan's sight still took the initiative to attack the noble territory outside the fan. attack.

"The orcs appear!"

The scout's discovery made the troops in the woods become nervous. When Colin rushed out of the woods, the orcs had not noticed that there was suddenly a human army here.

He took out the beast bow on the back of the war horse. This is one of the standard equipment of the Bucks Legion soldiers. The war horse armor and weapons include long spears, swords, daggers and beast bows. It can be said that it is too gorgeous. The three official ones next to it Knights are envious because of these.

He bent the bow and pulled the arrow, and the sharp arrow flew across the sky 180 meters away, piercing the chest of the warthog orc. The huge force made the orc stagger until he fell down with blood pouring from his chest and back. The second sharp arrow When the second orc was hit, the other warthog orcs reacted and looked in the direction of Colin violently.

"Damn humans!!!"

The warthog beastman roared angrily and rushed directly in the direction of Colin.

Facing the stench that hit his face, Colin kept bending his bow and drawing the arrow with a calm expression. After the bronze knight's powerful strength caused the arrow to be shot, the warthog orc fell.

It wasn't until the orc was only forty meters away from him that he turned his horse's head and returned to the woods with several other knights.

The orcs had no brains and didn't even think about traps or anything like that. They just screamed and charged towards the woods.

The moment his strong body touched the vines, the trees on both sides shook violently. However, under the strong inertia, the warthog orc was still tripped and fell to the ground in front of him.

By coincidence, a few stones stood there. For a moment, the warthog orc's face was bleeding, and one of his eyes was directly broken. The severe pain made him howl, but soon, he rushed out amid the shouts of death from around him. The spear of the human soldier ended all the screams behind him.

"Kill!"

As expected, the dense environment of the woods prevented the tall warthog orcs from fully utilizing their advantages of opening and closing. They were stabbed continuously by spears from all directions. More and more warthog orcs fell. The small-scale war began to turn on the side of the human army.

"You damn humans!"

A warthog beastman screamed, gave up his weapon and rushed towards a soldier. His sharp teeth bit directly into the soldier's head. The terrifying bite force crushed the soldier's head before the spears from around him could arrive.

Because of the blood rage, he kept swinging his arms, tearing off a huge piece of bark from the tree trunk, and also knocked away several soldiers around him.

"Kill!"

A soldier found an opportunity in the face of luck and stabbed the spear in his hand directly into the chest of the orc. Looking at the orc who slowed down, the soldier opened his eyes wide and was extremely excited.

"I killed him, I killed him!"

However……

In the pool of blood, the warthog orc's eyes turned violently red. He slowly stood up. Under the dusk sky, his body was burning with gray flames, and then a layer of bone grew on the surface of his body. , and at the same time, a bone blade pierced the flesh and blood from the arm, growing out in pain.

The knife moved upwards and penetrated the human soldier's head. His height allowed him to lift it up to the position of the human head. In the moment of red and white splashing, the soldier's excited smile just now still stayed on his face.

"roar!"

A beast-like roar made the warthog orc go crazy in the blood. Colin had quickly come here, but still failed to stop the warthog orc warrior from killing the three soldiers who were stunned on the spot.

The moment the knight's long sword and the bone blade collided, Colin's face turned pale.

"How can there be such a strong force?"

When he retreated, the orc warrior had once again swung the bone blade down, and his speed was nearly twice as fast as before when he was in the ordinary orc state.

As a last resort, Colin could only bend his legs slightly and hold the sword with both hands to block.

But the warthog orc did not have only one arm to block with both hands. The other strong arm clenched a fist and smashed towards Colin's head. The huge power and speed made Colin unable to dodge and was blown away. There was bright red blood flowing out of the gap in the armor.

The surrounding soldiers surrounded him. Their current number was four times that of the orcs. With the help of several formal knights, they finally blocked the orc warrior.

"Look, look at them."

An apprentice knight opened his eyes wide and pointed at the other warthog orcs not far away. Half of them were burning with flames in the dusk. Gray bones grew out and covered their bodies. Sharp bone blades replaced the rough weapons in their hands.

Even Colin was no match for the power of an orc warrior. Now there were twenty more...

The mood of fear permeated the battlefield in the woods. They had never experienced such a scene in the war in the North Wind Province.

"What should we do now?"

The soldiers looked at each other. Colin behind them had climbed up. The strong blood and qi power brought to him by the deer spirit blessing allowed him to withstand the orc's punch on his head.

"Ah!!!"

Colin roared, and the blood in his body was violent, forming a hazy stag on the surface of his body. He roared, blood filled his eyes, making the world in front of him bloody, and rushed straight towards the orc warrior.

This time he did not underestimate the enemy, and moved his feet nimbly. As a human knight, his strength was not as good as that of the orc warrior, but the knight was good at forming a long route with six sides without any flaws in all aspects.

The Heroic Spear Knight's combat skills were added to the long sword, and a faint light flashed. At the moment when Colin dodged the attack of the orc warrior, he also slashed the long sword on the waist of the orc warrior.

The bone armor was instantly broken, and the flesh and bones were broken at the same time. The knight's long sword was stuck in the muscles and bones of the orc. The orc in severe pain smashed his arms frantically. He could not fully adapt to the extraordinary combat state at this moment.

"Come on!"

Colin let go of the knight's long sword and kept dodging, so that only less than one in ten of the orc warrior's attacks fell on him. Although every time he was hit, it was like being hit by a heavy hammer, but the majestic knight's blood and qi allowed him to hold on.

Boom!

A punch hit the orc warrior's waist, and the tall orc warrior fell down. Colin drew back his knight's long sword and chopped down the orc warrior's head.

As soon as the head fell, other orc warriors rushed over. They evolved in the dusk and broke through the defense line of human soldiers. If the warthog orcs could only deal with one or two human soldiers before, now, they can suppress four or five soldiers.

The bone armor on their bodies allows them to not worry about most attacks.

Colin's scalp tingled when he looked at the dozen or twenty orc warriors in front of him. He would definitely not be the opponent of so many orc warriors.

"Retreat..."

Before he could say anything, Quinn next to him shouted.

"Can't retreat, absolutely can't retreat, we can't outrun them! The forest blocks our retreat."

Indeed, they relied on the advantage of the forest to deal with the warthog orcs before, but now, the trees and the potholes under their feet will also become obstacles that prevent human soldiers from speeding up when retreating.

And the speed of the orcs is faster than them.

Colin still had a warhorse waiting in the distance, so he had no problem, but most of the two hundred soldiers would probably have to die here.

"They are not invincible!"

Quinn's voice echoed, and he raised the long sword in his hand.

"I order you as a centurion, attack! Attack!"

"Only by killing them can we survive!"

"For the glory of the empire! For the glory of the God of Light!"

Quinn's voice roared in the woods, and then he gritted his teeth and rushed towards the orc warriors.

"Damn you!"

Colin cursed angrily, and then he also raised his long sword and roared.

"For the glory of the empire! For the glory of Lord Ryan! Attack, no one is allowed to retreat!"

"Kill!"

The knight rushed to the front, and the soldiers behind him were not so scared, and in front of the military order, they had to grit their teeth and kill the orc warriors with weapons.

Quinn was able to stand out in battle after battle, relying not only on luck, but also on his grasp of war opportunities. His weak body, except for his agility, was no match for the orc warriors in any aspect, but he was able to successfully dodge the orc warriors' bone blades every time.

"Human, die!"

The orc warriors failed to attack and became more irritable, slashing at Quinn regardless of anything.

Just when a knife fell towards Quinn and the latter seemed to be unable to avoid it, Quinn knelt down at a dizzying speed, as if he had trained thousands of times to kneel down so smoothly.

But it was precisely because of this kneeling that the thick tree trunk behind him was exposed, and the bone blade was stuck in it and stopped just three inches above Quinn's head. Quinn also took this momentary opportunity to stab out the spear in his hand.

As a centurion, he should have armor and a knight's sword, but he didn't use them because the armor was too heavy and he couldn't afford it without training. The knight's sword was also too heavy, and it was not as convenient for him as the spear.

"What are you doing! Kill him!"

Quinn rolled away from the side and watched the violent orc warrior frantically trying to withdraw his bone blade. Fortunately, at this time, the soldiers finally stabbed the orc warrior with their spears.

As the first orc warrior fell in front of the ordinary soldiers, the other soldiers finally stopped panicking and launched an attack on the orcs under the stimulation of war.

The knights played a huge role in this. They were able to block the power of the orc warriors, but more importantly, the human wave tactics, two hundred soldiers attacked frantically, and even the orc warriors kept falling in a pool of blood.