After sending the message back, Uhtred only ordered to leave medicines, food, and 10,000 soldiers to guard the far north fortress, and then hurriedly led the army to pursue the northwest, the direction where the orcs left.
The Northern Army now has a total of 120,000 soldiers, of which 30,000 Karst troops are the most elite, and the rest are troops from the south. Although they are much worse than the Far North Fortress Army, they are hungry, tired and demoralized in pursuit.
The remaining orc army is more than enough.
For three consecutive days, the Northern Army rushed to pursue them at twice the normal marching speed. They carried only a small amount of supplies and followed the tracks left by the orcs.
They must annihilate all the remnants of the orcs here! Only then can they be worthy of the unjust souls who died in Karst City, the heroic souls who sacrificed themselves in the far north fortress, and the 300,000 northern defenders and countless people who gave up.
People!
They have only one belief, kill them all!
At this time, the orcs had been divided into two parts, also heading northeast.
Among them, those who returned directly along the way they came were more than 10,000 orc warriors led by Grom Yuhou. They had only one purpose, to intercept the pursuing Northern Army!
On the other hand, most of the orc army led by tribal leader Thor took a long way around the way they came and wanted to advance towards the defense line of the Far North Fortress. They would withdraw from the Far North Fortress to the Far North! This is very important.
Dangerous, but indeed the safest method. Because at this time, more than 100,000 troops have been gathered at the new entrance of Hengduan Mountain. It is the army of the Fourth Prince coming from the east! Since the Eastern Oakley Empire has already fought with the elves who are marching westward,
The fire is on! So the pressure on the eastern border of the empire dropped sharply. The fourth prince decisively mobilized elite troops to form a large army and quickly seized the new entrance to Hengduan Mountain to prevent the orcs from running back or the orcs in the far north from going south!
So without knowing it, Saul made a decision that seemed absurd but actually was the best.
In this way, the large army led by Thor moved towards the sad place a few days ago.
As the distance between the Northern Army and the Orc Death Squadron gets closer and closer, a battle destined to fail is about to begin!
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Grom panted heavily and commanded the team to stop.
More than 10,000 orc warriors were extremely exhausted at this time. They had not eaten for several days. But with a sense of faith, they sustained themselves.
Grom had a premonition that the human army was coming soon. In order to give them the illusion that the army was continuing to run northwest, they could only wait where they were, pretending to be cutting off the rear for the army.
However, in the wilderness of this northern region, apart from the snow, there is no terrain to rely on, let alone whether the orcs can establish a camp at this time.
More than 10,000 warriors sat in the snow, grabbing two mouthfuls of snow from time to time to cool down their thirsty throats and make their empty stomachs feel a little better.
Grom looked at the tired and hungry warriors around him and frowned. Under such harsh conditions, how could he face the surging human army if he couldn't replenish his physical strength!
Grom is making a difficult choice. He can only face the human army with the fiercest battle and make them believe that they are the team left by the orcs to stop them! This will not work! Grom shook his head fiercely and denied it in his heart.
That's the only feasible way!
However, as time becomes shorter and shorter, the distance between the two armies becomes closer and closer! Grom must make a decision!
Grom took a deep breath, stood up, and faced more than 10,000 orc warriors. He said painfully: "Warriors! We are about to face the human army. I believe that our brave orcs will never be afraid.
They! However, in order to allow the leader to take our compatriots back, we must delay as much time as possible! However, hunger prevents our hands from wielding weapons! I, I need someone to voluntarily give up his body to let more
The brave warriors fight for the chance to go home for their compatriots!"
After finishing speaking, Grom closed his eyes in pain. Although orcs have eaten humans, they did so out of necessity! No intelligent species will feed on another intelligent species! That is the most basic instinctive rejection!
But now, he had to issue this order, this unbearable decision!
Following Grom's words, more than 10,000 orc warriors fell silent. Yes, they are willing to die, but to be used as food for their own kind is too unacceptable. However, if they don't do this, more orcs will die.
, the cruel and helpless reality forces them to make a choice!
After a long time, an injured orc warrior stood up with a smile. He knew that he did not have much time left, and he also knew that he did not have much fighting power after being injured. Therefore, it is better to become a compatriot than to be killed by humans! At least, such a death is
worth it!
One, two, and more orcs started fighting. Grom suddenly knelt down and knelt down towards the warrior who stood up.
In the tribe, you kneel to the sky and kneel to your parents! You will never kneel to other people! Even if you die, you must die standing! This is the motto of the orcs. Now, Grom, the hero of this tribe, has volunteered to become
Orcs kneeling with rations.
One, two, when all the remaining orc warriors knelt down towards the willing orcs, the hundreds of standing warriors laughed. They looked at each other, then laughed and shouted: "For the Horde!" and waved.
The weapon in your hand is here to kill you!
With tears in his eyes, Grom ordered the remaining warriors to distribute their corpses to everyone.
Without fire or any treatment, the warrior's flesh was cut off one by one and swallowed with blood mixed with his own tears.
After all the "rations" were eaten, Grom wiped the last tear from his eyes and stood up slowly. With a series of sounds, scouts of the human army appeared in the distance.
After the scouts discovered the orc troops, they quickly reported to the rear.
Uhtred was riding on his war horse, shaking his head and looking into the distance, listening to the report.
This must be the army sent by the remnants of the orcs to stop the main army.
Uhtred quickly made a command, at all costs, to quickly kill the orc troops in front of him, and continue to pursue the remaining more than 100,000 orc troops! He must not let them run away!
After receiving the order, the 30,000 karst troops rushed out of the military formation first, full of the flames of revenge, and rushed towards the orcs in front.
They want revenge! For the two thousand people in Karst City! For the 30,000 people who died unjustly in Karst City!
Grom looked at the 30,000 human soldiers rushing forward and found that they were well-equipped and full of this aura of determination!
"Warriors! This is our last battle! Let us fight to the death with honor! For the Horde! Charge!" Grom waved the giant ax in his hand and shouted loudly.
Along with Grom's roar, more than 10,000 recovered orc warriors grabbed their weapons, shouted "For the Horde!" and charged at the oncoming human army!
Within a few hundred meters, two armies full of determination charged towards each other!
When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins!
Whether it is the orcs fighting to the death or the karst army who have regarded themselves as dead people, there is only one voice in their hearts, kill!
Two hundred meters! The 30,000 karst troops did not stop. They just wanted to kill all the orcs in front of them with their swords! There were no bows and arrows, they did not stop, they just charged faster!
One hundred meters away! Grom roared again: "For the tribe! Lok-tarogar!" "Kill!" All the orcs roared with all their strength!
The generals of the Karst Army responded loudly: "Revenge! Revenge! Revenge!" "Kill! Kill! Kill!" Karst, whose eyes were red and only wanted revenge, roared equally hard!
Fifty meters!
Thirty meters!
Ten meters!
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
At the battle line of nearly 500 meters, at the moment when the two armies collided, thousands of Karst Army soldiers were knocked away by the impact of the charge of the orc warriors!
The Karst Army soldiers also used their weapons to pierce the bodies of the charging orcs!
This is a battlefield without a winner. Within just a few minutes after the collision, the two armies were mixed together! It was completely impossible to tell which part was human and which part was orc.
With the roar that resounded through the sky, the Karst army traded their lives for lives. Even if they died, they would drag the orcs, or hold their hands, or hold the weapon that killed them tightly! Let the robe behind them kill them.
!
The orc warriors fight alone. They completely ignore the weapons on their bodies and just insist on this belief! "Kill one more human before you die!" With this belief, one orc often kills two to three karst troops.
, to be killed.
In this way, in the chaotic battlefield, there is me among you, and you among me. The soldiers on both sides form small battlefields.
Broken limbs, blood, death, none of these can stop them!
A human soldier with his arm cut off suddenly hugged the orc in front of him, opened his big mouth and bit the orc's neck! The orc pulled out the spear stuck in his body, and dragged the human on his back who had bitten his throat.
Lifting his body, he thrust the spear at another soldier in front! "Poof!" The spear came out from the soldier's back with hot blood, but the soldier moved along the spear without caring! Putting the spear in his hand
The long sword stabbed the orc, and as the long sword came out of the body, two human soldiers and an orc warrior died standing like this!
This is just one scene among countless small battlefields. In just ten minutes, nearly half of the 30,000 elite human karst troops were lost! And the orc warriors also had less than 5,000 left!
Grom gasped and pulled out the ax from the body of the dead human soldier. A large stream of blood was thrown into the air. Grom suddenly took the mouth, and the fishy-smelling blood slightly relieved his dryness.
Thirsty throat. He has killed dozens of soldiers, but he has also left dozens of wounds, large and small, especially the horrific wound on his chest! It was left by a human general who fought to the death!
The battle continues.
Uhtred thought about the battle ahead and kept urging the army.
When the army arrived on the battlefield, nearly an hour had passed.
At this time, there were less than a thousand people alive on the battlefield, whether orcs or humans.
Grom held the ax with one hand and turned around to look around. There were only less than a hundred orc warriors left.
And Uhtred watched that in less than an hour, there were less than 800 of the 30,000 elite Karst troops.
After a brief breather, the soldiers on both sides, numbering less than a thousand, still roared with hoarse throats, and slammed into each other again!
After just a few seconds, except Grom, who was still standing, all the other orc warriors were killed!
Of the more than 800 Karst troops, less than 500 are still standing!
They surrounded Grom. This one-armed orc killed one general, seventeen generals, and 369 soldiers in more than an hour of battle!
Now, among the more than 10,000 orcs, he was the only one left. Grom took a slow breath, picked up the giant ax in his hand again, and launched a final charge towards the human army in front.
"For the tribe!"
The final roar echoed across the battlefield. At this moment, the hero fell!