Knight Lord: Start with Daily Intelligence.

Chapter 101 One blow to win

On the blood-stained grassland at the foot of the Heisen Mountains, two armies with completely different styles collided fiercely and fought brutally.

In this bloody bayonet battle, the stark difference in the fighting styles of the two races was vividly demonstrated. The human line was like a steel dam, blocking the surging green tide. The greenskins shouted ferocious war cries, and thousands of goblins and orcs fell. The huge and brutal monsters charged the well-trained human infantry.

The attackers were constantly attacked by heavy halberds and huge spears in the middle of the battle formation, and in the middle there was an explosion of powerful blood power from the knights. Sometimes, just the shock wave of the knights' powerful psychic energy was enough to defeat the timid and savage monsters, especially the goblins.

On the other hand, the orcs in the green tide were much harder to stop. They would often strike at the vital points of the formation, and then the people would have to face these fiercest warriors of the Old World. In a one-on-one battle, human soldiers were no match for the orc warriors. These monsters moved slowly but could fight endlessly, even if spears pierced their bodies.

Likewise, some good tactics can make up for the shortcomings of the human soldiers' individual strength. Lancers and greatsword attendants form tight formations to bear the brunt of the charge, buying enough time for the foot knights to circle around the orcs' flanks and defeat them.

The human soldiers repelled attack after attack, but more and more enemies appeared on the road along the river, and the orcs and goblins seemed endless.

The huge advantage brought by numbers, like a dark cloud pressing down on a city, weighed heavily on everyone's heart.

The dwarf Boros Dragonhammer swung his warhammer and knocked down a goblin that rushed in front of him. He complained like a cannon, "Damn it! These orc bastards are simply fearless. The dwarf has already smashed six or seven monsters, and they are still charging forward fearlessly. Big guys, we must think of a solution quickly."

A nun from the Church of the Dawn Goddess stood at the rear of the group. With a wave of her hand, green energy erupted across the grassy plains. A fiery current of heat and blinding light erupted from the ground. [Divine Spell: Geyser]'s underground spring water erupted upon the monster-filled battlefield, sending dozens flying.

Although this damage wasn't enough to significantly impact the orcs, allowing them to rise and continue fighting, the dazzling brilliance of the divine power still struck fear into the hearts of many monsters. This power, beyond mortal understanding, caused the courage of more than a dozen goblins to collapse. They scrambled to their feet and fled the battlefield screaming. They paid no attention to the frailty of the Dawn Church nun. If they could break through the phalanx of guards and attendants ahead, even two or three goblins could have knocked her down, ripped her soft robes, and wantonly ravaged this delicate young woman.

However, the human knights seized this opportunity. When the monsters were knocked down in large numbers by divine magic and the army formation was shaken, Knight Orstein took the lead and launched a fierce counterattack with three teams of armed attendants.

A large number of orcs were demoralized by the violent attack and fled from the front line.

Orcs have this distinctive style. When the battle begins, they will join the battle with enthusiasm and fearlessness of death.

But if the battle is long and tense, and they are always at a disadvantage, at some point they will suddenly lose interest in the battle and become bored. At this time, they will withdraw from the battlefield without looking back, thinking that this boss is not capable of leading them to fight to their heart's content.

Then their warlike nature will make them continue to fight each other until the biggest, strongest, or most insidious greenskin suppresses everyone, climbs to the top of the tribe, and leads them to start a hearty war against humans and dwarves again.

Therefore, the decapitation tactic is the most effective for the greenskins. Generally, the largest and strongest one in the green tide is the warlord or boss of their tribe.

The second is the swift attacks, which cause them to suffer heavy damage all the time, but they cannot stand firm and can chop people to their heart's content.

At this moment, Knight Orstein launched a fierce counterattack, causing the monster wave to become unstable. Su Li, standing on the high ground, saw everything clearly and immediately seized the opportunity: "Charge Knights, attack immediately with all your forces. Don't give them time to regroup!"

The charging knights on the right side of the battle formation received the order and immediately jumped on their horses in an orderly manner. The knights kissed their sharp swords, and then when Hildreth swung his sword forward, all of them galloped out on their horses.

There were five teams of sixty shock knights, almost the entire army of Hessen shock knights.

Sixty gleaming blades were raised high, and the knights shouted a single word to renew their oath of loyalty:

"For Hessen, for glory!"

Filled with pride, Hirud rode her horse towards the greenskin wave ahead, raised the golden rune sword of the Sun's Dawn, and shouted:
"Follow me, soldiers of the Bauhinia family, charge!"

A burst of enthusiastic cheers immediately broke out on the human front, and every pair of eyes pointed to the south.

The green-skinned boy and the goblins didn't know what was happening, but then the earth's tremors and the high-pitched and sharp horns enveloped their positions, mixed with the goblins' terrified and shrill screams.

Countless greenskins looked south in fear, only to see groups of human heavily armored knights rushing through their troops and penetrating deeply into their positions. A large number of goblins and orc boys had no time to resist before they were trampled into pieces by the waves of knights' charge. Spears pierced the broad chest of one orc after another, and longswords and war hammers slashed left and right, and a large number of monsters fell under the sharp attack.

The heavily armored knights shone brightly in the sun and were unstoppable. They crushed hundreds of goblin monsters with a single attack, and were invincible wherever they went.

A large number of orc boys and goblins fled backwards without thinking, not daring to face this terrifying front. But they had no way to retreat!

Behind the monsters was the wide Brienne River, and every monster that fled backwards increased the congestion of the position.

The hammer and anvil tactic works!
The monsters were driven by the knights to flee backwards, which greatly compressed the range of their activities. Some weak goblins were directly trampled to death by the orcs, and a large number of orcs were crowded together by the goblins. They could neither move forward nor backward, and could not even swing their machetes.

They could only roar unwillingly as they watched the elite human heavily armored knights charging violently. A large number of spears instantly pierced through their formation, piercing the chests of the fierce orcs, and a large amount of hot blood was spilled on the battlefield.

The knights' heroic charge aroused warm cheers from their own soldiers on the chariots.

"Good job! Fuck these sons of bitches."

"Just like that, crush all these filthy, smelly monsters."

"So majestic! Such a heroic, fearless charge! Push all these sons of bitches into the river."

Looking at the heavily armored knights, their armor shining in the sun, and their mighty and majestic charge, every soldier's yearning for the identity of a knight reached its peak!

At this moment, the knights charging with arrogance were the stars of the battlefield. Faced with their unstoppable momentum, no creature could withstand their raging tide, not even a giant dragon! With the blessing of God, the sharp spear tip could surely penetrate the hard scales.

The Green Tide couldn't stop the charge that even the dragons couldn't.

Just as the human soldiers cheered, the monsters kept retreating in the face of the knights' brave charges. As the space for movement in the rear was constantly squeezed, more than two hundred weak goblins had been squeezed into the turbulent Brienne River.

The space on the battlefield was constantly being compressed, and thousands of Goblin River Orcs were squeezed onto the riverbank, which was only about three or four acres. They were packed into the narrow space like sardines in a can, and there was no room even to draw their bows.

Humans fired their bows and crossbows indiscriminately, and arrows rained down like rain, leaving the monsters with no place to stand on the battlefield.

Although the greenskins were extremely ferocious, in the final analysis, they were the entire tribe, young and old, who went into battle. Many despicable goblins who were usually weak and only dared to steal other people's belongings were also among this wave of 5,000 people.

They are timid and cowardly, weak in strength, even have crooked teeth and are skinny, and are bullied by tribal members at will.

A troop composed of such personnel may be able to fight a favorable battle, but once it encounters an unfavorable situation, its morale will naturally collapse very quickly.

It was visibly that the morale of the Green Tide became low, and a large number of Goblins and Orc boys sneaked away.

Some cunning and clever ones jumped directly into the river. Su Li saw several goblins lying on their backs with their bellies exposed, their legs crossed, and their arms as pillows, disappearing downstream of the river.

These goblins are distributed in every corner of the continent. There are hidden goblin caves in the wild around every village. They steal property and even kidnap women, hiding in any valley, cave, or dense forest.

So as long as they didn't die on the battlefield, they could survive wherever they drifted. Of course, even if they died in the turbulent river, they wouldn't be at a loss. Staying in this fierce battlefield would only lead to a more miserable death.

The opportunity could not be missed. Su Li took a deep breath and ordered, "Musicians, blow the trumpets! All troops, launch a fierce attack! Push the monster into the water! One strike will decide the outcome!"

The resounding horn sounded like lightning piercing the sky, and the stirring military music began to play. The human soldiers immediately cheered and roared as they launched a fierce attack from all sides of their positions. The knights held high the red flag of the Bauhinia family, and the soldiers all over the mountains launched a full-scale attack on the monster.

The monsters were immediately suppressed by this powerful momentum. Countless monsters fell under the sharp spear blades. The retreating monsters pushed a large number of monsters behind them into the surging Brienne River.

If nothing unexpected happens, the human army will be able to achieve the most decisive victory over the Green Tide without having to wait until the Sun Goddess's grace is at its peak.

But it is obvious that the Green Tide is not composed entirely of these ordinary cannon fodder troops, they also have their own killer weapons.

Just as the human battle formation launched a fierce offensive, the despicable goblin lurker who had been hiding finally revealed his deadly blade!
(End of this chapter)