Throne of the North.

Chapter 337 Kingdom War (Part )

"There are more than sixty warthogs in the village to the east. Colin, take your soldiers to deal with them!"

"Quinn, there are more than fifty warthogs in the Green Lake Manor in the west. Get rid of them before dusk."

"You must come back before dusk. If the war is not going well, I will send people to support you."

After Michaela finished speaking, she led the rest of the people and continued forward towards Viscount Harry's territory.

In fact, there were not many warthog orcs left in Viscount Harry's town. Most of the orcs were distributed among the resource points in the territory. So after the army of more than 1,900 people had passed more than ten miles, only 1,000 people were left by Michaela's side.

Arriving at the edge of town, Michaela ordered the troops to be on alert.

"If Colin and his men's attack goes smoothly, orcs will soon escape. Kill them and never let them enter the town."

His guess was correct. Although the Warthogs didn't have much brains, their instinct to seek profit and avoid harm still made them fear death, so they would run for their lives.

When Colin and other centurions led their men to launch sneak attacks, causing the continuous deaths of these small orc units, the remaining warthog orcs would also flee and try to escape back to Viscount Harry's town.

They were all stopped by Michaela's army and killed outside the town. Before dusk, Colin and several other centurions returned. More than 900 of them were murderous and were ready to rush into the town if they disagreed.

"We can't attack now. In the dusk environment, the orcs may go berserk under the gaze of the alien god, and their bloodline may evolve into orc warriors."

"I intend to attack at night."

"night?"

Several centurions were a little frightened, as night was not a good time to attack, and their soldiers could not be seen.

"Orcs can't get rid of their bestiality either. Do you remember how Lord Ryan defeated Viscount Hora?"

"It is fire that will dispel all darkness and coldness and bring fear to our enemies."

Michaela's eyes were wild.

"Coincidentally, I know that Viscount Harry's territory has a large amount of grease stored there."

"As long as the hogs are more chaotic than us, our soldiers will not collapse."

As dusk fell and night fell, the warthog orcs in the town did not even notice the appearance of a huge army outside, let alone imagine that in this human territory that had been ravaged by them countless times, there would be dozens of people boldly moving through the streets.

"Hurry up, move all the oil drums out!"

The knights were so strong that they could carry two oil barrels weighing dozens of kilograms on their shoulders at the same time and run wildly, bringing the barrels to all corners of the town.

"If they really set the fire... Viscount Harry would go crazy."

Quinn's palms were full of sweat and he was extremely nervous. As an honest farmer, he had never done such a thing before.

"It's okay. The places we chose are all stone houses. These houses won't be burned by the flames. At most, they will become darker."

"Light the fire!"

Boom! ! !

The fire dragon was boiling in the dark night, and the blazing flames burned the sky of the town. Countless hog orcs had just been awakened when they heard deafening shouts of killing coming from afar.

"Kill!!!"

The shouts and screams from all directions plus the dazzling flames around them frightened the orcs. Looking at the dark gaps between the flames, they didn't know where the enemy would come from. When the screams of one orc after another were heard, all the remaining orcs panicked.

"No running away! Charge at me!"

The tall orc warrior roared and killed several warthog orcs with the bone blade on his arm, trying to get the orcs to attack, but even he himself didn't know where the enemy would appear from.

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In the alley, ten human soldiers huddled together nervously. The hog orcs could not see the enemy in the dark, but most ordinary human soldiers could not see either. Their malnourished bodies made it difficult for them to see in the dark.

But why did Michaela attack at night? Because they had taken up positions in advance.

Just like the ten soldiers in this alley, their mission was that no one was allowed to leave this alley less than fifteen meters long before dawn. With the light of the fire outside, they could vaguely see the running of the warthog orcs, and the alley that they had been familiar with for two hours made them feel a little relieved.

"Kill them all!"

In the distance, the roars of knights were heard from the flames. The darkness had the least impact on the knights. Those powerful knights held torches in their hands and their horses' eyes were covered with cloth. It was said that in the town, wherever they passed, the warthogs were terrified and even their will to fight was gone. They could only avoid the charging knights and flee in all directions.

This scattered escape gave the soldiers hiding in the darkness an opportunity.

"Get ready! Get ready! Orcs are coming."

In the alley, ten people nervously grasped their spears. In the light of the fire in front of them, several hog orcs panicked and did not know where to go. In order to avoid the knights rushing in the sea of ​​fire, they instinctively wanted to rush into the dark alley.

As soon as they approached, the soldiers in the alley waved their weapons nervously, shouting to cheer themselves up and dispel all the panic in their hearts.

"Kill!!!"

The sharp spears stabbed at the hog orcs. The arrival of the spears killed the hog orc who was running first instantly. The stimulation of the blood and the darkness ahead made the hog orcs behind even more frightened. Half of them wanted to escape, and the other half wanted to attack.

"Don't be afraid, they can't see us!"

"Kill them."

Someone shouted in the darkness, and the soldiers rushed forward. They had their own formation, and their spears would not accidentally hurt friendly forces.

In this alley, the bravest one wins when two meet in a narrow road, and this bravery obviously belongs to the human side, because they are more familiar with this alley, because they know that they were the ones who initiated this war, and they also saw the knights fleeing in the flames and chasing the orcs with torches.

These conditions gave them the courage to fight the orcs.

"Stab them to death, damn orcs, get out of our land!"

The soldiers roared angrily, which was also their way of dispelling fear. When lives were threatened, humans were not afraid to fight with orcs.

In less than a minute, several orcs died in front of them. From beginning to end, the orcs had no idea how many human soldiers were in this dark alley.

One or two escaped, and the soldiers in the alley wanted to give chase but were awakened by one of them.

"Don't chase us. The Knight said that we should stay here and not go out before dawn."

"Well, I want to kill another orc. It would be best if I could cut off his head and hang it at home. Then I can tell my son about my performance on the battlefield."

"Hahaha, wait till tomorrow morning, there will be plenty of orcs ready to chop off your head."

After this battle, the ten soldiers felt much more relaxed and were no longer afraid of the darkness.

Three-quarters of the town, large and small, was blocked by human troops, who were killing the panicked hog orcs bit by bit. They fled and were killed by the soldiers hiding in the dark.

Only the orc warriors were not so afraid of fire and darkness. They organized the orcs around them to surround them, but their enemies were also the knights like Michaela.

"kill!"

In the flames, a charge horn sounded, and hundreds of elite soldiers rushed towards the orc warriors in front. They were stronger, and would not retreat in fear even when facing orc warriors. At this moment, they launched a charge towards the orcs in the scorching battlefield.

Michaela took the lead and charged towards the tall orc warrior. The fully armed charge gave him tremendous power. The knight's sword blocked the opponent's bone blade, and then the northern warhorse under him knocked the orc warrior away.

Falling into the sea of ​​fire, the screams of pain from the burning further destroyed the remaining orcs' psychological defenses, and the charge of the human army had already reached them. The sharpness of the knights' swords could easily tear the orcs' muscles. Although they were tall, once they were injured, the wounds would bleed profusely.

Following the surroundings, brave soldiers also rushed to the battlefield. No matter how many orc warriors there were, they could not change the outcome of the war.

Michaela had dismounted and was fighting with a shield and a knight's sword in hand. After the first round of charge, he removed the cloth from the warhorse's eyes and let the horse go. In a complex environment like a town, warhorses were often not suitable.

The long sword hits the shield, this is what he learned from those violent war bear warriors. The sound of such collision seems to make the warriors calmer.

Looking at the two warthog orc warriors in front of him, Michaela took a deep breath, and the strong energy and blood gathered into the phantom of a stag that roared, giving him tremendous strength and speed. He rushed out, and at the moment when his shield blocked the attack of a warthog orc, the knight's sword also tore the opponent's throat. Then he retracted the shield to his shoulder due to the pressure of the orc's huge force, and stomped on the stone slabs under his feet with his legs. He rushed towards the other orc with the power of his body.

The shield hit the orc warrior's chest. When the huge force caused the orc warrior to fall to the ground, the battle was declared over.

The long sword stabbed into the opponent's chest, and then the shield smashed madly into the orc warrior's head. The sharp fangs left hideous scratches on the shield, and finally blended with the head in the red and white.

Standing up, Michaela continued to kill the other orcs. At this time, some of the orcs had already started to flee, and the soldiers behind Michaela were chasing them.

The battle lasted all night, with shouts and screams throughout the town. The slaves and civilians of the viscount's territory hid in the cellar or dark corners of the room, listening in fear to the deafening noise outside all night long.

The moment dawn arrived, thick black smoke rose from the pale sky. Those were the soldiers putting out the fire, which was not an easy step. The knights shuttled through the streets and alleys, calling on all the soldiers to assemble in the town square.

That was also where the fiercest fighting took place last night. The warthogs liked it here. The square was more comfortable than their caves in the North. On the contrary, human houses were not suitable for the tall orcs.

This is also the reason why there are still slaves and civilians hiding in the town and have not been found.

Seeing soldiers returning from all directions one after another, Michaela asked their centurions and knights to count the number of people and casualties.

“I want to see the bodies of the dead and the living. I know there may be citizens of this town among these soldiers, but the moment they become soldiers, they are not allowed to escape back to their homes.”

"If there is one person missing, we must find him, and the one who provided the clue——"

Michaela's voice echoed throughout the town square, and he reached into a box nearby, then grabbed a handful of silver coins and scattered them on the ground.

"Anyone who provides clues will be rewarded with five silver coins."

One silver coin could be a family's living expenses for a month. The wealth of five silver coins immediately made people greedy. Some people stood up and pointed out that several people in their team had escaped back to their homes under the cover of night.

"Three? Fifteen silver coins are yours."

Michaela pointed at the ground, and the soldier's eyes suddenly became firm. He ran over, picked up the silver coins and hid them in his clothes.

"Do you think he betrayed his companions?"

Michaela's voice spoke loudly, and the man who picked up the silver coins stopped, looking a little at a loss.

"But I tell you, this is not a betrayal. You should be thankful that he is still alive, and the rest of his team are still alive!"

"Those three deserters have escaped. Do you know that more than four hundred of our troops died in the battle last night?"

"Among the more than 400 people who died, if their team could have had three more soldiers who didn't desert and didn't affect morale, and helped their companions kill the three orcs, only three would have been needed. Of the more than 400 people, half of the deaths would have been saved."

"Has anyone died in your team? Is anyone injured? But think about it yourself. If your companions are fighting, or you are fighting by yourself, and there are three companions behind you who are not afraid of war like you, will you be afraid? Will you die?"

"This is not betrayal, but being responsible for your own life and safety!"

"Do you want to die? If you don't want to die, then you must make your companions become as fearless of war as you are. You can help him block the orcs' attacks, and he can also help you block the orcs' sharp fangs."

"You think he betrayed his companions? But those who escaped, did they ever think about your life or death?"

"You are warriors, and they are cowards!"

Michaela's voice made the soldiers determined and angry.

"Find them out!"

Soon, more than 30 people were beaten and kicked and taken to the square.

"Garcia died because you ran away. How can I tell his father that he died at the hands of orcs? It's all your fault, damn thing. If you were here, Garcia wouldn't have died!"

A man was beating a disheveled man madly, while all the soldiers around him were staring at these people angrily.

Indeed, if no one in their team was cowardly at the critical moment, perhaps more people could survive.

"Kill them!"

"Kill them!!!"

The roar of the soldiers caused the thirty-odd people to collapse, but Michaela did not give them a chance to beg for mercy. The knights took action personally and killed these deserters.

"Only if we unite can we drive out the orcs and take back the wealth that belongs to us."

Michaela kicked the wooden box beside her up, and the white silver coins fell all over the ground.

"Everyone, take a silver coin. This is the reward from the commander of the Imperial Judgment Legion, the honorable Lord of the Frozen Territory, Baron Ryan, to the brave ones!"

This time, the square became orderly, and every soldier picked up a silver coin from the ground. At this moment, more than a thousand soldiers from different territories and different nobles looked at each other with a lot more trust. At this moment, they seemed to have really become a complete army.

Tap tap tap~
The sound of horses' hooves trampling on the ground could be heard. Michaela looked in that direction and saw a figure covered in mithril armor riding a warhorse. Behind him were hundreds of densely packed, fully armed cavalrymen.

"Lord Brand?"

Michaela was surprised and excited, and said:

"Why are you here?"

"It's still to support your war here."

Brand looked at Michaela, and only then did the latter see that on the backs of the war horses of this stag legion were hung the hideous heads of warthog orcs.

"Did you kill all the orcs who escaped from the town?"

"of course."

Brand looked at the silver coins on the ground and interrupted Michaela when she wanted to explain.

"You did a good job. Lord Ryan won't blame you. If it were Lord Ryan, he might allow each of these people to take two silver coins."

"But your identity only allows them to take one."

"You are quite good. I think Lord Ryan will know your name after the war."

After Brand finished praising, he led the thousands of soldiers of the Stag Legion behind him and went through the other direction of the town.

"Viscount Harry can come back here. We have cleared out the orcs in the orchards and stone mountains outside. There are no orcs roaming around in Viscount Harry's territory for the time being."

The cavalry corps disappeared from sight. Viscount Harry's territory was just a node in their advance. There were more than ten battlefields similar to Viscount Harry's territory on the entire kingdom's front line, but the scale of this one was relatively larger.

Brand was ordered to provide support inside and outside the battle line, so naturally he had to use the mobility of the cavalry to help the soldiers of the legion win the war against the orcs.

"As long as there are no more than 5,000 orcs attacking Viscount Harry's territory again, Michaela and the others will be able to resist. We now need to rush to Baron Thomas's territory."

Boom! ! !
After leaving the town, the cavalry corps began to gallop across the land, rushing quickly to the next battlefield.

(End of this chapter)