The attacker must seize the opportunity, act within his capabilities, and stop when enough is enough. The attacker should immediately switch to defense when he can still organize a strong defense and the counterattack force of the hostile force has not yet been formed. This is the peak of the attack.
If you exceed the peak of the attack, you will incur a counterattack from the enemy that is more powerful than yourself; if you stop the attack prematurely, you will reduce the victory you should achieve. It is very important to correctly judge the peak of the attack.
From Lorraine's point of view, the command of the orcs' attack was too childish, and it would be disgraceful to win. They had already passed the peak of their attack. However, they were still under the forced orders of the clan leaders.
, attack desperately.
Just like the old tricks of barbarians and orcs in the past, they shouted and rushed forward in a swarm. If they could beat them, they would win. If they couldn't beat them, they would turn around and run away. As long as they could outrun their compatriots, they would survive.
When Ruman's army faced deserters all over the mountains and plains, they were usually dumbfounded. Those guys were very skilled at running and it was difficult to chase them.
There is no perfect command system, each department operates independently, and there is no reserve team left to play a decisive role at critical moments.
The tribes are even more wary of their own people than the human army on the opposite side. In Lorraine's view, this is understandable. When fighting humans, if you lose, you lose. Just turn around and run away. According to
From experience, human beings will not go after them and raid their homes and destroy their doors.
But these compatriots will~!
At the beginning, with their bravery, they were able to force Naian's army to retreat step by step.
However, the orcs were exhausted by now. When attacking, they seemed weak. If they could take one more step, they would not take half a step more. Almost all of them turned into soy sauce. When they waved their weapons, they were also listless.
They discovered that this was indeed a piece of hard bone. If they rushed up to it, they might die, and it became slower and slower.
Moreover, the clan leaders of each tribe also began to plan for themselves and were passive in their work. Although the orc warriors' shouts of killing were still fierce, and the opposite side of Nai'an's army was still crowded with orcs, the fact was that the orcs were no longer able to attack.
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The soles of their feet were covered in sticky blood, and the ground was already covered with a layer of orc corpses. Even the orcs, who were famous for their warlike nature, still felt chilly in their hearts when they looked at the corpses under their feet.
Even though Vechin and Tolek were still leading their tribesmen to rush upwards, they could only swing their battle axes in vain again and again. Even if he knocked down a soldier, another one would immediately take his place.
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And his originally black and shiny armor was now covered with sword marks, and his helmet had long been knocked off during the battle. At this moment, his hair, which was sticky with blood and sweat, clung to his face, looking embarrassed.
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Lorraine saw that the defensive counterattack tactics he had formulated had worked - the heroic soldiers of the empire relied on their tight cooperation to firmly withstand an enemy that was twice their number.
He looked at the patriarchs behind the orcs with disgust, and suddenly remembered a famous saying: When people praise the bravery of soldiers, it can only mean one thing, that is, the commander is as stupid as a hunter.
Forcing those loyal and brave soldiers to die needlessly.
(This is what Xiao Xige did in Stalingrad. At the last moment, he gave Paulus a promotion and asked them to die. But everyone was not stupid, and Xiaobao still promoted him at the last moment.
The hand surrendered.)
Lorraine took a deep breath, waved his hand to the guards around him, and said: "Issuing the order, it's time to let those bastards move around~!"
A bright magic bullet flew out from the hand of the Guards mage beside him, went straight into the sky, and then exploded brilliantly.
Then, rapid conch trumpets were blown in the Nai'an army camp, and the sound of "Woooo...woooo" spread across the warring sides and spread into the vast wilderness.
After the signal was sent, Lorraine put his right hand on his eyes and stared straight in the direction of the orc camp. He narrowed his eyes without blinking. He clenched his left hand so tightly that his nails were dug into his flesh.
Knocked down on the parapet of the fortress.
Five minutes passed, and everything was still business as usual in the distance.
Ten minutes later, the orc camp was still deserted.
Fifteen minutes later, a thin plume of black smoke suddenly rose from the orc camp. If you didn't squint your eyes carefully, you wouldn't be able to see it at all.
In a few breaths, the line of black smoke quickly became thicker and thicker, and then a stream of fire appeared from the lower part of the black smoke.
Lorraine slapped her palm, then put one hand on her hip and pointed to the orc camp opposite with the other, and laughed: "Wow hahaha..."
Vera finally knew from whom Leo learned that arrogant look that made people's hands itch just looking at him.
As the fire rose, more and more black smoke emerged from the orc camp, and the little fire also expanded rapidly.
First there was a line, then it slowly widened and became a sheet. After a while, the entire orc camp was filled with black smoke and fire.
A group of orcs ran out of the camp gate, yelling wildly, and ran towards the battlefield.
In a moment, a group of armored cavalry rushed out from the camp gate, chasing the orcs and cutting them to the ground.
Seeing this scene, all the human soldiers were shocked, straightened up their tired bodies, and shouted: "Long live. Long live~!..."
The orcs turned around in panic and looked at their camp, which had turned into a sea of fire. The billowing smoke from the leather tents after burning formed a huge smoke column, which condensed and rushed up.
In mid-air, it looks like a terrifying and ferocious black dragon.
Vera grabbed Lorraine's arm, shook it vigorously, and shouted happily: "Master, that fire is so spectacular."
Lorraine raised her fists and shouted to the soldiers below: "Young men, the goddess of victory is lifting up your skirts, kill them all~!"
General Firdolis also excitedly drew his long sword and shouted: "Reserves, press on the entire line."
"Roar... kill them." The soldiers in the rear also pounced forward and joined the battle group.
The cavalry guarding behind the formation got on their horses, raised their weapons high, and galloped out of the camp while screaming wildly, making a half-circle and killing the orcs from the side.
Vechin and Torek stared blankly at the fire soaring into the sky behind them, as if they were falling into a cold cellar, and their faces suddenly turned pale.
Before going into battle today, he had also carefully thought about the tactics that humans could use from a human perspective.
From his own point of view, he thought that humans would use all their forces on the frontal battlefield. After all, no one else would dare to spread their strength when facing twice his own strength.
If Lorraine knew about it, he would definitely laugh at Wei Qin and Tolek for their terrible lack of education. They have not even learned Sun Tzu's Art of War, "Victory with righteousness and surprise."
One sentence summarizes the key to victory. Two armies of similar strength want to win in a single battle on the frontal battlefield. That is why medieval Europe and Japan in the Warring States Period had this condition. For no other reason, they
There are too few people.
Even the decisive battle between Caesar and Pompey lasted three times in a row. If the Egyptian Prime Minister hadn't lost his mind and chopped off Pompey's head with a knife, Xiao Kai might have had to fight for much longer~!
Vechin and Torek turned around and shouted: "Go back, retreat. Come back with me to save Deipole."
A horn sounded, and the orcs collapsed instantly and began to retreat like a tide.
When they retreated, the ground was a mess.
Everyone was stunned by the scene on the ground.
Like shells left on the beach at low tide, countless corpses were revealed, including those killed by stones, shot to death by arrows, stabbed to death with swords, stabbed to death with spears, and others because of
The injured man fell to the ground and was trampled to death by his companions, lying on the ground in a mess.
Some half-orcs who had not yet expired were still groaning among the corpses, climbing on the ground and stretching out their arms helplessly, hoping to attract the attention of their companions and save themselves from the arms of death.
Lorraine naturally would not let go of this advantage at this time. He had been suppressing the orcs for a long time and was waiting for this opportunity. He immediately waved his hand boldly and shouted: "Go ahead, kill him."
Legion commander Firdolis stood under the banner and shouted: "Blow the trumpet and attack."
The officers raised their swords high and shouted at the top of their lungs: "Form the team, form the team."
Amidst the angry shouts of the officers, the uneven formation immediately became neat again.
The imperial soldiers looked at the orcs running with their backs turned to them with ferocious smiles on their faces. These battle-hardened veterans all knew that the following was a free carnival of "massacre time~!"
The officers swung their swords down hard and shouted: "Attack~!"
Amidst the loud sound of horns, the imperial soldiers were marching in neat steps, mercilessly stepping over the corpses on the ground, and slowly advancing towards the chaotic formation of the orcs.
The soldiers in the first row held up a strong tower shield as high as a person.
The second row is composed of swordsmen holding bright swords.
The third row is composed of dragon spearmen with heavy spears up to three meters long.
Behind them are the archers and the magicians who are under special protection.
They lined up neatly in a steel square that was both offensive and defensive.
The orderly and rigorous Ruman phalanx, which was as proud of all the imperial generals as it was a copper-walled and iron-walled formation, slowly but firmly pressed against the orcs who were already in a state of confusion and panic.
It's like a heavy roller rolling over eggs. Although it is slow, as long as it passes above it, it will definitely smash the objects below into pieces.
The orc chiefs were all horrified when they saw it.
They all knew that this would not work. It was different from before. They could not escape. Their tent supplies were burned and they were attacked from both sides. There were soldiers from the Ruman Empire in front and behind.
The ones behind were approaching step by step. All the orcs who were tightly wrapped in the phalanx were as if they had entered the mouth of a monster and were immediately devoured. The soldiers did not even slow down their pace.
In front of them, a group of cavalry was waiting for them. They rode their horses and trotted slowly towards the orcs, holding sharp long knives that were still bleeding in their hands.
The orc leaders desperately organized their teams, and among the orcs that covered the grassland in front of them, more and more orcs gathered to form a black and chaotic formation.
Even though Vechin and Torek were extremely anxious, they also knew that if they didn't help at this time, none of their twenty thousand people would be able to escape from this battlefield.
Although the warriors of the Dulci people were very scattered during the retreat, they could still maintain a basic formation. Vechin and Torek had to stop and, like other clan leaders, organized their soldiers to face the enemy again.
Chasing troops.
It's just that there are more orcs, regardless of their leader's shouts, passing by them and escaping into the depths of the grassland.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
Although the steps of the imperial soldiers were slow, they were extremely firm. Every step was like a reminder, knocking on the orcs' hearts.
Opposite them, the half-orc clan leaders tried their best to cheer up their warriors.
At this moment, they even gave up the long-used riding whips and directly used knives to drive away those guys, trying in vain to regroup them.
"Brothers, don't be afraid. We have no retreat."
"You son of a bitch, hold on still and hold on to the guy in your hand."
"Anyone who dares to escape will be killed!"
"Young men, there are so many of us, we can definitely kill them."
"Fight them~!"
"If we don't fight, we will all die here today. We still have more people than them."
"..."
However, under the kicking and scolding of their respective clan leaders, the half-orc warriors still had their military morale fluctuating, and kept retreating in the face of the slowly pressing Ruman phalanx.
The entire front line was constantly twisting and shrinking, and some places even broke apart without attacking.
Lorraine looked at the orcs opposite and couldn't help laughing, and said: "Even Amol and Hadou may not be able to reorganize their formation during a retreat."
"The opportunity has come~! Annihilate them all"
"The enemy's battle lines will collapse at the first touch."
"The cavalry is ready to intercept and kill, and must kill the enemy as much as possible."
All the imperial generals were relieved when they saw this. Even if they organized themselves again, the orcs would not be able to pull off any tricks.
Everyone is closely observing the actions of the imperial army on the battlefield. The soldiers in the battle cannot control the overall situation and are likely to catch the small ones and lose the big ones. The legion commander Firdolis needs to give orders to the troops from time to time.
Just when Lorraine and all the humans thought they had a chance to win, they heard a strange drum sound.
The sound of the drum was not loud, as if it was coming from far away from the horizon, but it was very clear, and you could even hear the murmur in the sound of the drum.
That strange sound seems to be ringing in the bottom of people's hearts. Although it is not high, it is enough to shake the soul.
At that moment, the whole world seemed to pause.
The originally clear sky suddenly seemed to have fallen with a layer of dust, and the sunlight seemed to have weakened a little. The originally slightly cold autumn wind suddenly became colder, causing Lorraine to shiver and her heart to beat twice for no apparent reason.
"What...what's going on?"
Suddenly, everyone on the battlefield stopped and looked around strangely. They all felt that the originally noisy battlefield seemed to have suddenly become quiet. There were still roaring orcs on the opposite side, but something seemed to absorb all these sounds.
Walk over.
Immediately afterwards, a large gray fog was seen rising from the rear of the orc army formation.
Then it was like a black sandstorm, rolling down and covering the middle of the battlefield. Those who had been killed by the empire's war machines lay scattered on the ground on top of the orc corpses. The imperial soldiers in the front row were only a few meters away from the black mist.
More than ten feet away, he was about to rush into the fog.
At this time, another burst of orders was heard.
Under the urging of the officers, the imperial soldiers took steps again and strode forward without hesitation.
The Imperial Legion has strict military discipline, especially the elite Tenth Legion of the East. These brave warriors will never stop even if they are facing mountains of swords and seas of fire before receiving the order to retreat.
When Lorraine saw the gray mist, she felt a sense of déjà vu, as if she had seen it somewhere before, and she couldn't help but feel moved in her heart.
He turned his eyes and saw that Vera was also tilting her head next to her, with a puzzled look on her face, showing a thoughtful expression.
At this time, the battle soul stone around his neck suddenly became hot, and Lorraine suddenly understood.
He hurriedly waved his hand and ordered sternly: "Commander, blow the trumpet quickly and order the army to stop advancing, retreat two hundred feet, defend in place, and stay vigilant. Quick~!
Priests, ask for priests, priests with the highest holy skills. Let them come to the front."
Following his order.
"Woo~wu~~" The distinctive loud horn of the Imperial Legion sounded immediately.
During the advance and retreat, the strength of different armies was revealed, which was different from the orcs who dispersed as soon as they retreated. After receiving the order, the soldiers of the empire first made the formation closer, and then from back to front, under the command of the officer
Back up step by step in an orderly manner.
The Imperial Legion seemed to have changed its formation with just a 'swipe' sound.
It turned into an immovable steel formation. The shields of the soldiers in the front row were placed next to each other, forming a tight shield wall. The soldiers cautiously stepped back behind the shields.
The spear was raised diagonally, ready to be lowered at any time to engage the charging enemy.
At this time, I saw a series of strange noises coming from the fog.
Like the roar of a wild animal when being hunted, or the howl of a human being undergoing torture, the sound coming from the black mist made the hair stand on end of those who heard it.
Listen carefully, after the howling, there is a voice whispering like singing in a strange voice.
Then there was the sound of heavy footsteps coming from the black mist. It didn't sound like walking, but like dragging feet on the ground, making a tingling sound.
"What is going on?" Everyone couldn't help but look at each other.
At this time, a black shadow staggered out of the black mist, revealing a slow-moving orc.
When everyone saw the appearance of the half-orc, they were all shocked, and an uproar ensued.