Imperial Crown.

Chapter 501 Bloodbath (2)

Frontal battlefield.

At the massive breach in the Bloodstone Great Wall, Raven's Twin Crescent Moon Formation stood ready for battle.

Central Army: Light Infantry, Mercenaries, Black Blade Heavy Infantry, etc. Legion Formation.

Right wing: Holy Knights, heavy cavalry, light cavalry, etc. legion formations.

Left wing: crossbowmen, horse archers, and other legionary formations.

The first to engage were naturally the light infantry phalanx of the central army. Leading them were local second-generation transcendents Herve and Lamb; neutral Pinard; and other transcendents from other regions, such as Pip.

This is the first line of defense, so we've assembled a full four extraordinary beings to hold the line!

Even if Raven didn't want to fight the orcs and wanted to preserve his own forces to avoid unnecessary sacrifices, since he had led his army to someone else's territory, this decisive battle was inevitable and unavoidable. Since a decisive battle was inevitable, death was to be expected.

Moreover, he also wanted a permanent enclave in the fertile land of Nightthroat Province! As a future hideout for his cunning schemes, it was absolutely impossible to do so without a tough battle!

The idea of ​​always getting the better deal without suffering any loss is something you only see in novels and movies; such a fantasy doesn't exist in real life!

3+ vs. 22!
This is destined to be a bloody battle! A bloody final battle!

The first to rush through the gap were the chaotic boar-men, brandishing exaggerated weapons and cursing in orcish slang, fearlessly leaping across the blood-red rocks. In terms of sheer burst power in a short time, even the tiger-men were no match for the boar-men! It was just that the boar-men lacked stamina and couldn't sustain it!
"kill!"

With a shout, Hervi gently spurred his horse's flanks, and the Blood-Eyed Warhorse galloped off like lightning. With a straight thrust of his Black Blade, he pierced the throat of the boar-man who had raised his weapon high, and the head flew off, blood gushing out!
Lamb, not far away, cleaved downwards, instantly shattering the boar-man's armor and manhood in two!
Pindl rode on his Paige, his childlike little feet hooked around Paige's neck, locking it tightly! Sharing meals and lodging together during this time had forged a deep connection between them, resulting in remarkably seamless teamwork! With Paige's help, Pindl no longer needed to constantly use his combat skills. Instead, he would wait for Paige to charge at the enemy, then unleash a furious barrage of blows with his hammer, often blasting the orc's helmet and head off with a single strike! This allowed Pindll to fully experience the bloody thrill that aligned with his reasons for joining the army!
Pip was riding Clawed Yellow Lightning. With a sudden flick of his Black Blade, he hooked a tiger-man's wrist into the crescent-shaped branch on the side of the Black Blade at an extremely tricky angle. Then, with a sharp twist, the tiger-man's right hand and axe fell off at the same time!

Too many! There are just too many!
I originally thought the breach in the Bloodstone Wall would stop the orcs from charging in full force, but now it seems more like a flood bursting from a dam that has been holding back for a long time, which is more impactful and shocking!
Despite firing three shots with magic crystal cannons before the battle, they only managed to kill 2,000 to 3000 orcs at most! Compared to the orc ground forces of around 200,000, it didn't even cause a ripple!
The light infantry corps, which were the first to bear the brunt, were mostly not equipped with shields. Even those that were equipped with shields were at most small round shields or wooden shields. After all, the main tasks of light infantry corps were raids, sprints, and flanking maneuvers. Heavy shields and square shields would seriously increase their burden.

However, this also caused them great suffering when facing orcs. Although humans were more agile than orcs, in the face of overwhelming strength, the instinctive act of raising their shields often resulted in the shield and arm being shattered! Moreover, orcs were already thick-skinned and wore armor. When these ordinary soldiers thrust their spears, at best they would draw a spray of blood, but they couldn't even break the orc's bones. At worst, their spears would pierce the armor, causing not only no harm to the orc but also sending them staggering backward!
Henry was a member of the light infantry phalanx. He was only 17 years old this year. In fact, his birthday hadn't passed yet, so he was only 16 and a half. This little guy, who was born in Snowmaple County and later became a blacksmith's apprentice in Eric's Castle, was chosen by Thor because of his great strength and became his squire. Later, he came to the Orc Empire and was incorporated into the light infantry legion.

After all, Thor, being an extraordinary being, often has to carry out more dangerous missions, and having him follow along would only be a burden.

Henry's initial dream was simple: to be able to eat his fill. He ate so much that his parents had to find a pretext to kick him out, which led him to become a blacksmith's apprentice by chance! But being able to eat had its advantages: at less than 17 years old, Henry already had a body stronger than the average adult! And he was incredibly strong, but apart from brute force, Henry had almost no other strengths!
Fortunately, that alone is enough!
"drink!"

Henry roared and thrust his spear forward. If it struck an unarmored part, it would often pierce through the orc's body, ending its life! If it struck an armored part, it could bury the entire spearhead, completely incapacitating the orc!

As a result, more and more Eagle Army soldiers surrounded him, relying on him to resist the front, while the others attacked from the flanks, causing the boarmen to collapse. In just half an hour, more than ten boarmen corpses lay on the ground.

But for the ever-growing number of orcs crowding into the breach, it was nothing more than a drop in the ocean.

"Roar!"

A tiger-man who was slaughtering the Eagle Army saw Henry, and Henry saw him too. Their eyes met, and they quickly locked onto each other as targets!
Although this tiger-man wasn't extraordinary, his years of carnivorous diet had made him extremely robust and powerful. His armor was very tight, and the large axe in his hand was scarlet, with blood flowing down it like a small stream. "Weak humans should obediently kneel down and submit to the orcs, licking their feet, their testicles, their anuses... becoming sex slaves, becoming their food... instead of daring to challenge the orcs' majesty!" The tiger-man walked calmly towards Henry, speaking in a low voice. His voice was filled with absolute confidence and suppressed ferocity.

“Harel.” The tiger-man approached Henry, looked down at him, and said, “Name, human.”

"You don't deserve to know."

Henry snorted coldly, his words dripping with disdain, but his hands involuntarily gripped the gun barrel tightly. The oppressive aura of the orcs was simply too overwhelming; it was hard to imagine the feeling of oppression without experiencing it firsthand!
"court death!"

Harley immediately flew into a rage, raised his giant axe and swung it down at Henry with such force and speed that the air whistled as it was torn apart by sheer physical strength!

However, Henry made a move that surprised everyone: he rolled on the spot, refusing to confront the orc head-on! He fully utilized the advantage of his long spear, aiming it powerfully at the tiger-man's feet!
"Damn bugs!" Harrell's expression changed instantly, and he quickly did an emergency jump, otherwise he would have lost both feet! The scene made Harrell look quite comical, and it only fueled his anger!
After dodging the shot, Harrell leaped forward and pounced on Henry. Since Henry was unwilling to fight him head-on, he was determined to get close and see how this damned bug would dodge!

"Swing the hammer hard, drop it lightly"—this was the only "skill" 17-year-old Henry had ever learned, a blacksmithing technique taught to him by Mr. Guy. So, that last thrust, seemingly powerful, was actually achieved without much effort from Henry! "Now!" Seeing Harel leap towards him, Henry felt a surge of joy. He yanked his spear back sharply, thrusting it towards Harel in mid-air!
"Hmm." "Eh?" Harel, who was in mid-air, was in an awkward state where his old strength had been exhausted and his new strength had not yet been generated. The expression on his tiger-like face froze. He had obviously realized that what had just happened was just Henry's feint. Otherwise, it would not have been possible for Henry to stab him so quickly! His heart was burning with anger. He brought down his great axe and chopped at the spear!

The axe blade and the spear tip clashed, producing a piercing clang of metal striking metal. The dense sparks, like fireworks, were clearly visible even in the bright sunshine of broad daylight!
Huge! Incredibly powerful!
This was the same thought that popped into their minds at the same time!

Harrell finally landed and kicked Henry hard. Henry raised his spear to block, but he was still kicked and staggered backward.
"Die!" Harel was already close enough to give Henry no chance to breathe. Ignoring the spears thrust at him by the other human soldiers, he swung his giant axe down hard at Henry's shoulder!

With a swing of his spear, Henry aimed for Harel's throat, resolutely choosing a desperate, life-or-death strategy at the last moment! It clearly worked; Harel's fierce expression shifted, a flicker of surprise crossing his eyes! Although he held the absolute advantage in close combat, his opponent's weapon was longer than his giant axe. If he disregarded everything, they would at best die simultaneously! This was not the outcome Harel desired. A thought flashed through his mind, and his survival instincts compelled him to swing his giant axe at the spear.

Crack

The spear was cut in two!

"Die!" Harel couldn't stand the attacks from the other soldiers around him anymore. These attacks couldn't break through his armor at all, but they were incredibly annoying! His repeated failures to subdue Henry made him violent. With a few swift strokes of his axe, he cut down the humans who rushed up to try and save Henry!
"Your turn! Let's see how you escape this time!"

Harel stepped forward. The human soldiers, unarmed, were no different from pigs to be slaughtered before the orcs. Harel's terrifying presence stunned everyone around, and no one dared to step forward to stop him. "Killing you with one axe is too easy! I'll break your bones one by one, wash them clean, and make a delicious soup to reward myself! And I'll use your skull as the bowl!" With that, Harel slammed his giant axe to the ground and lunged at Henry bare-handed!

Henry felt a sense of despair; he knew his death was imminent, and he regretted not being able to be buried with his deceased captain, George. A buzzing sound still emanated from within his armor: "You'd better wash my feet clean, because they're covered in calluses and blisters!" Henry then sneered, "Oh! I forgot! You filthy orcs love stinking stuff! You're getting a good deal, you bastard!"

boom!
Harrell threw a punch, striking Henry's breastplate, which visibly deformed and dented. Henry was sent flying, spitting out warm blood, which was then trapped by his helmet, flowing out through the gaps. The nearly 2.5-meter-tall Harrell walked over with an unparalleled sense of oppression, stomping his foot on Henry's leg with a sharp crack.

"what!!"

Henry couldn't help but let out a wail, but he still didn't beg for mercy. Instead, he stared intently at Harrell. Henry had thought that when facing death, his mind would wander, because many veterans had told him that he might think of his father, his mother, his sister, his brother... But he didn't. His hateful gaze was fixed on Harrell, searching for any possible opportunity to kill him!
However, he soon despaired, because Harrell did not give him that chance. Instead, he bent down, grabbed his intact left leg, lifted him upside down like a rabbit, and then slammed him hard to the ground! At that moment, Henry, wearing leather armor, was like a riding whip in Harrell's hand, allowing himself to be whipped, ravaged, and lashed at!
Soon, Henry became confused, his whole body was dizzy and he saw stars. He felt extremely nauseous but unable to vomit, which drove him crazy and made him want to die quickly!
"Is it this foot? Hmm?" Harrell laughed loudly. "Or is it this foot?" With that, Harrell reached for Henry's broken right foot. The excruciating pain made Henry scream again. After all, he was only a 17-year-old boy, lacking an iron will. He had already done enough to endure this long! "Weren't you so eloquent just now? Now all you can do is wail?" Harrell's face showed extreme pleasure. "Beg me! Beg me now! Beg me and I'll give you a quick death, how about it?"

Harrell gritted his teeth and said, "He's nothing but a lowly human!" He had decided to end Henry's life.

Just then, with a buzzing sound, a feeling of a great earthquake suddenly came from afar.

Under Harrell's watchful gaze, a pure golden light suddenly rushed towards them from Raven's direction, like a tidal wave enveloping the entire battlefield. Immediately afterward, a golden light shield slowly formed like an eggshell, closing seamlessly at the highest point in the sky.

Golden light spread, and wherever it passed, the orcs let out painful howls. Some covered their eyes, some covered their ears, and some covered their heads...

Fifth-Order Magic Array - Divine Kingdom Radiance!

In just a few breaths, the golden light spread to Harrell and Henry. Harrell immediately felt a sense of discomfort, though he couldn't pinpoint the exact location. It felt as if something was growing inside his body, trying to crawl out! This discomfort grew stronger and stronger, making him dizzy and swaying. Henry in his hand also fell to the ground instantly.

The golden light spread to Henry's body, making him feel as comfortable as if he were back in the womb surrounded by amniotic fluid. The pain in his body was decreasing, his broken right leg was healing, his strength was increasing, and even his dizzy mind was becoming clearer.

laugh!
The first thing Henry did was to plunge the broken half of the gun barrel, which he had never thrown away, into Harrell's neck, ending his life.

This scene is playing out everywhere on the front lines of the battlefield.

The Divine Kingdom Radiance Array, reaching level five and consuming a staggering 80 gold coins in a single use, has delivered its intended effect! It's powerful enough to turn the tide of battle, comparable to the arrival of Lady Luck!

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(End of this chapter)