The horns were blown immediately in Nai'an's military camp, and more soldiers poured out of the camp and quickly ran to their posts.
Under the angry shouts and slaps of the professional officers, the cavalry, heavy infantry, archers, ballistae...all the troops took action quickly and formed a battle formation facing the orcs.
The positions of different arms were in order, and the formations were neat. The battle-hardened soldiers of the 10th Eastern Legion clenched their weapons and looked solemnly at the enemy on the opposite side.
At this moment, several teams suddenly rushed out of the orc formation.
These half-orc warriors were like a swarm of swarms, not caring about the attack formation. They ran towards this side and rushed towards Lorraine and the others while shouting.
What surprised Lorraine and the Naian troops was that half of the orcs' formation did not take any action and stayed in place, just like a group of bystanders.
Immediately afterwards, a rapid drumbeat sounded from behind the orcs.
The orc warriors around Vechin and Torek even waved battle flags and shouted loudly.
"Come fucking back."
"Do you have any brains?"
"..."
Legion commander Firdolis has been on the battlefield for a long time. When he saw this, his eyes flashed and he said anxiously: "My lord, take this opportunity to kill half of their people first."
Lorraine shrugged and said: "Don't look at these half-orcs, they are not that stupid. But let everyone move a little bit, just think of it as a drill."
Following his order, trumpets and trombones were sounded, and military flags were waved. The Nai'an Army mobilized in an orderly manner.
The archers on both sides of the formation came forward and shot at the corners of the formation.
The heavy infantry of the Chinese army raised their tower shields and heavy spears, preparing to engage the enemy.
The armored cavalry mobilized their horses and began to move on the flanks, preparing to pass through from the side in a roundabout way.
At this moment, a long and shrill horn was heard from the Orc army on the opposite side, and the Orc team that was about to charge forward suddenly stopped again.
Those orcs stood extremely bravely outside the range of bows and arrows, spitting and farting at the human camp, pointing in this direction and yelling curses.
Immediately afterwards, they saw that the cavalry here had formed a formation and were ready to charge. They immediately retreated at a speed several times faster than when they came.
Legion Commander Firdolis was about to order an attack, but found that there was no chance. He couldn't help but laughed angrily and cursed in a low voice: "The military orders are unclear, and everyone fights on his own. There is no military formation when entering, and there is no order when retreating. Moreover, there is no order."
Greedy for life, afraid of death, reckless and without any plan, such an opponent is a once-in-a-lifetime encounter."
Lorraine also smiled and nodded, saying: "Your Excellency, the Army Commander, what you saw is not bad. But..."
He changed his voice and continued: "However, we still can't underestimate them. After all, there are many of them. Let alone a hundred thousand orcs, even if we kill a hundred thousand pigs, we can tire the soldiers to death."
Do you see the black army in the middle? According to intelligence, it is the initiator of this orc alliance, the Dulci."
Legion Commander Firdolis put up his hands and looked south for a while, nodded and said: "It still looks like an army. The other orcs are just like a bunch of gangsters.
However, it is not impossible. As long as they lure out their flanks and defeat them, the formation of the black orc troops will definitely be broken up by their own people. When the time comes, they will use the cavalry to follow them. Hmm, they will not even have a chance to retreat.
No."
Lorraine nodded slightly and said: "Okay, when the war officially starts, we will grab the tribes on both sides and fight hard. Let's see how these Dulci people will play after the flank collapses."
The orc warriors who rushed out saw that their flanks were completely exposed, while their companions behind not only did not move their heels, but also looked at themselves with gloating and shouted: "Go up, we will support you mentally."
It's almost as if he didn't say it clearly: Go and die. Don't worry, after you die, I will take good care of your wife and daughter.
They could only retreat in frustration, and then started to accuse each other in the same way, with their own people yelling at their own people.
There was a stalemate on the battlefield for a while.
The orcs were making trouble among themselves and making noisy noises.
On Lorraine's side, he saw that there was a rift between the orcs, and of course he wanted to take advantage of it as much as possible to see if there was any possibility of dividing the enemies. If it could cause them to fight, that would of course be better.
In addition, due to the fact that it is getting late, if we launch an attack now, it will inevitably turn into a bad battle. Once the fight reaches night, the orcs' night eyes will take a lot of advantage, and Lord Lorraine will never
You will suffer from this.
By the time the sun turned to the west, the orcs' camp was almost ready. When it came to setting up camp quickly, the orcs were indeed not able to build it.
Although their camp was not good, it was just a tent where people could sleep, but it was chaotic enough. Lorraine was very doubtful that if he put all the cavalry in, they would get lost in it.
Got it
At this time, a long conch horn sounded from the orcs' side.
After confronting the human army for most of the day, they finally withdrew into the camp. Almost instantly, countless fires rose in the orc camp.
Lorraine pouted, thinking that today's bustling day was over, then stood up, stretched, and said: "Retreat, let's have dinner.
Oh, by the way, soldiers, the weather is dry and the weather is dry, be careful of candles."
Legion Commander Firdolis was stunned for a moment, then glanced at the dry grassland in front of him, nodded with a smile, and said: "Yes, sir. I understand."
After sunset in the west, the land becomes dark.
In the whistling cold wind, the sky turned dark little by little, and finally there were only bright stars.
Only hazy black shadows remained on the prairie, and a few lights on the opposite side indicated the location of the orc camp.
Vera leaned on the wooden railing of the watchtower, shrank her head to avoid the cold wind, tightened her coat, rubbed her face vigorously, pushed Lorraine next to her dissatisfied, and said: "Master, let's
Go back, it's very cold, and those orcs probably won't come. It's very late..."
As he spoke, he opened his mouth again and yawned.
Lorraine couldn't help but smile bitterly.
After returning to the camp today, I heard that Orcs would attack the camp tonight and arranged for people to ambush her on the way. Vera seemed to have heard something interesting, so she started yelling and making trouble, and she must follow her to watch.
look.
In desperation, he could only take Vera to guard the watchtower in the center of the camp after dinner.
In the first moment, Vera held a large bag of snacks and threw them into her mouth. She tilted her head and looked south, and asked Lorraine every three minutes, "Why aren't you here yet?"
"Come or not."
Lorraine just raised her head and counted the stars in the sky.
By the time Vera tore open the third paper package, she had already started to smack her mouth and yawn, and then she chatted with Lorraine out of boredom.
"A store opened in the city a few days ago."
"Hmm." Lorraine hummed.
“The food they sell is delicious.”
"snort."
“It’s just a little bit more expensive.”
"ha."
"Master, give me..."
"no."
"They haven't said anything yet."
"no."
"mean……"
"yes"
"Huh...huh..." Vera fell asleep.
Lorraine turned her head and looked at Vera's little head bit by bit, laughed dumbly, picked up the blanket next to her and put it on Vera's body.
At this time, there was a sound of gentle footsteps, and a Guards mage walked over cautiously, saying in a low voice: "Sir, they are here."
Vera was suddenly shocked. She jumped up from the chair, looked out, pinched her fingers, and said anxiously: "Where? Where? I'm just waiting to set fire to it."
She looked around twice, then turned back in disappointment and said, "Master, isn't there?"
Lorraine sighed softly, pinched Vera's smooth chin, turned her head to the side, and said: "Don't make any noise, keep your eyes open and look there."
Even though there was only starlight, it did not affect the vision of the dragons. Vera saw that on the west side of the camp, a figure was sneaking towards this side. The orcs in front were all holding bows and arrows.
The whistling wind covered up the sound of them stepping on the withered grass. Night attacks were a common method of Orc war. They had sneaked all the way. If they hadn't triggered the mage to set up magic alarms around the camp, they would have been in such a situation where there was no moon.
In the dark of night, it is really difficult for humans to spot them.
The soldiers in the camp took action quickly, but they were afraid that the fat meat that was about to reach their mouths would slip away again, so everyone was cautious. They only heard the sound of soft footsteps and the sound of armors rattling.
The soldiers whispered cautiously, and the officers lowered their voices and issued orders back and forth.
"Orcs are indeed very smart." Lorraine said suddenly.
"Huh?" Verachi said, "How do you say that?"
"A night raid approaching from a leeward position can prevent the sound and smell from being known to the opponent prematurely, thereby exposing the whereabouts, but that's right," Lorraine shrugged and said, "In autumn and winter, when walking in grasslands and woods from a leeward position, I don't want to burn
They are so sorry to God. Vera, tell me their location and number of people."
"Oh" Vera looked around and said slowly: "Well, it's still six hundred feet away from us. How many people are there... Anyway, that area is full of people. It's so dark that I can't count clearly.
"
The officer whispered the order: "Calibrate the rocket from 600 to 700 feet."
Vera jumped over, smiled sweetly at the officer, and said, "Brother, I'll be the first to release him."
Legion glanced at Lorraine hesitantly, then saw Lorraine nodded in agreement and said, "Okay, miss."
"Okay, okay." Vera jumped happily, pulled out her wand and ran to the front of the archers, waving her wand to start gathering fireballs.
"Light the fire and prepare."
Under the officer's order, the archer quickly ignited the arrow wrapped in fire oil cloth, and then there was a squeaking sound of pulling the bowstring.
Vera shouted boldly: "Let go." She threw her hand and threw the fireball.
Following a burst of fire, they flew out of the camp.
The half-orc who was bending down and sneaking saw the fire in the sky and screamed loudly.
"Exposed."
"Run, retreat, retreat."
"Why retreat? Just rush up in one breath and follow me."
"Run."
"Kill."
Just when they didn't know how to advance or retreat, they heard a sound of "Coax~!", the fireball hit the ground, and exploded brilliantly. The fire suddenly jumped as high as a three-story building, instantly engulfing all the people in the flames.
Orcs.
As the overwhelming rockets fell down, I was unlucky to be hit by the rockets, and my body fell to the ground with a sizzling sound.
The withered hay was instantly ignited, and the entire grassland quickly burst into flames. The bright firelight illuminated the sky, and also illuminated the horrified faces of the orcs.
Lorraine could see the orcs struggling in the flames from a distance. The orcs inside the fire scene fled in panic, while those outside the fire scene were running back desperately.
Without waiting for the officer to speak, the archer set up his bow and arrow and shot fiercely at the fleeing orcs.
Even in the limelight, black soot soon began to float down from the sky, followed by a pungent smell of smoke, accompanied by the miserable howling of the orcs in the fire, which made people feel sick in their stomachs.
uncomfortable.
The flame children expanded outwards unscrupulously, and the nearest one had burned to the edge of the camp. However, Lorraine and the others had already set up fire breaks when they set up camp, and now they could only watch helplessly as the fire spread.
When there was a buffet barbecue outside just now, the soldiers in the military camp were still sleeping in their own places. At most, they would curse for a while after being woken up.
When the fire lit up half of the sky, the soldiers ran out of their tents and crowded in front of the camp to look at the spectacular fire scene outside.
The orc camp opposite also became lively, with gongs and drums beating, people shouting, and the noise clearly reaching Lorraine.
Seeing that the scope of the fire field was getting bigger and bigger, these half-orcs woke up and realized that if they didn't take action, they would be burned soon.
Many orcs ran out of the camp holding torches and lit the hay in front of them, burning an isolation zone.
The orcs who came out for a sneak attack were not so lucky. They were caught between two fire fields. Running south, they could only run into the fire that the orcs had just lit. As the fire burned bigger and bigger, they could only
Can be driven by flames to escape to the west.
Everyone knows that in the grassland, neither animals nor people can escape wildfires. They can only hope to encounter a river or a ditch or something to stop the spread of the fire.
Watching the orcs who came out to attack were chased by the flames, they ran farther and farther under the light of the fire, and finally disappeared into the darkness.
Lorraine shook her head and thought: It's a pity that this kind of fire can only be set off once. Then she looked down at Vera, who was leaning on the wooden fence and staring at the fire scene excitedly.
Looking at the fire scene in front of him, Lorraine suddenly had a vague idea in his mind, and frowned in thought.
This fire was so spectacular that even Nai'an's soldiers had never seen it, and waves of exclamations came from below.
Vera fanned her little hands to push away the ash that fell around her, and looked at her victory with a smile. When she saw Lorraine frowning and staring at him, she turned around and waved to Lorraine, her eyes were so happy that she smiled.
.
After Firdolis stretched his head on the top of the fortress to enjoy his eyesight, he shouted to the soldiers below: "Stop playing and go to bed. There will be a battle tomorrow. Close the team, close the team."
The archers below were particularly excited. They had fired rockets often before, but this time they fired rockets to the best of their abilities. They shouted "roar" and retreated with great satisfaction.
The guards around Lorraine were trying to flatter Lorraine, and they followed Lorraine and sighed: "Your Excellency knows things like a god."
Lorraine smiled in fascination, patted his head, and then waved his hands modestly, saying: "That's not the case anymore. With so many tribes, there are always a few crazy people who want to take advantage."
After daybreak, Lorraine got up and took a look. As far as he could see, the entire land turned black, and streams of green smoke flew out from the ashes and blew away in the morning breeze.
A layer of ashes fell on the tent, and there were black and gray marks on the ground.
Near the camp, charred corpses were scattered on the ground.
A group of soldiers ran out of the camp and stepped on the ashes. Every step kicked up the boss's dust, which soon dyed them black.
These soldiers had nothing but mournful expressions on their faces as they stepped forward to carefully examine the corpses that had fallen in the fire one by one. Looking at their strange expressions, you could tell that those orcs looked ugly enough.
The horn was blown in the orc camp, first loudly, and then became louder and louder.
Soon the orc soldiers came out of the camp, and among the ashes of this place, they began to form formation facing Lorraine.
Originally, after the long march and the noise last night, the orcs should have rested for two days before the decisive battle with the humans.
But they had no choice but to wait no longer. They had very little food left. If they couldn't find supplies anymore, they would have no choice but to starve. By then, the Qianli Grassland would be their open-air cemetery.
This time, the orcs came out in full force, intending to use their superior strength to defeat the humans on the opposite side as quickly as possible, and rush straight into the human city ahead.
Vechin and Torek promised to deceive the humans into opening the city gate, allowing everyone to rush in and rob them. These half-orc clan leaders, for the rare moment of unanimity, pulled out their younger brother to fight with Lorraine and the others.
The formation of the Orcs was not thick, but rather very wide. Coupled with the inviolable distance between each tribe, 20,000 Orc soldiers formed a long queue.
Above the heads of the orcs, countless flags depicting various totems were fluttering in the strong wind.
Lorraine moved a chair and sat on the top floor of the fortress. Suddenly he raised his head and glanced at the sky. The bright sunshine was shining on the earth. There were no clouds in the sky. The slightly cold autumn wind blew through the battlefield, carrying black ashes from both armies.
Pass through and fly to the east.
"If Adele were here, she would have to complain about bad skin again." Such an idea suddenly popped into Lorraine's mind for no reason.
He looked past the Orc army formation, past the dense tents, and looked at the prairie on the horizon. Lorraine stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the void and murmured: "What's mine, it's all mine."
Vera wrinkled her nose, tilted her head and looked at Lorraine, thinking: Why does the young master look so familiar!
Immediately afterwards, Naian's soldiers spread out their formation on the top of the slope, with the projection troops at the front. The crossbowmen stuck a few arrows under their feet and stared at the orcs in front, assessing the distance and wind direction.
The main heavy infantry in the army were wearing Ruman Empire-style armor, holding a human-high tower shield in one hand and a long sword in the other.
The officers shuttled between the two columns of soldiers, checking everyone's equipment while shouting: "Everyone, cover the left side of the other person. It is strictly forbidden to leave the phalanx. No retreat is allowed without orders."