Foreign female military division: the marshal's little favorite wife

With so many skeletons standing in a phalanx, any weakness in their mobility would be ignored. They just need to wait in place for the arrival of the human troops.

Although Christopher knew that if he attacked, facing this group of dark skeletons would be very disadvantageous, but now he has no choice but to attack, and defeat the coalition forces of the orcs and the undead before the energy of the corrupted soul is fully charged .Otherwise, Dirk Fortress will soon be lost.

What Christopher will attack next is Shire, an important city of the Orcs.

This city is a barrier outside the king's capital of the orcs. If this city is captured, Christopher's troops can directly approach the city and threaten the king's capital of the orcs.

Christopher's troops drove out of the fortress. When they approached the orc city of Shire, they saw dark skeletons in front of them from a distance. These dark skeletons were the evil creatures summoned by the dark mages of the undead clan. .

Seeing the dark skeletons piled up by ants, Christopher felt uncomfortable for a while. This may be the cruelest and most difficult war he has experienced since he became famous.

Christopher knew that it was so meaningless to let his brothers rush to fight these dark skeletons without emotion, life, and wisdom.

These soldiers are hot-blooded men, with parents at home and wives and children at home.They are all waiting for their triumphant return to share a family relationship.But now, these good men of flesh and blood are going to fight to the death with these bones without breathing or heartbeat!

But there was no way, and with tears in his eyes, Christopher gave the order to attack with difficulty.

The horn of attack sounded, and under Christopher's command, the 30 troops of the First Human Race Army were dispatched, rushing towards the orc camp like a tide.

This kind of momentum is really like the Yellow River entering the sea, the Yangtze River breaking its embankment, rushing down thousands of miles, and swallowing mountains and rivers with anger.

In front of the orc camp, more than 100 undead dark mages seemed to be happy to see such a scene.

The bull-headed half-orc, the leader of the orc army, couldn't help but waved the big stick in his hand and shouted: "Christopher is attacking, haha... Come here, pass my order, and gather all my cubs! Get up and fight with Christopher! If we win, we will kill pigs and sheep at night, and eat and drink good wine and meat! Haha..."

Farmar, the leader of the dark mage of the undead tribe, gave the orc commander a blank look, and thought: Sure enough, it is a creature without intelligence, but this IQ is too low, right?Why……

But the leader of the necromancer sees that the bull-headed half-orc leader is also the supreme ruler of the orcs, so he naturally doesn't dare to say something disrespectful to him, and judging by the IQ of the orc leader, he will not think about anything Whether people are important or not, when he loses his temper, even if the Frost Lich himself comes, he will probably kill him first, let alone him as a little mage.

The leading necromancer cautiously suggested: "Commander of the Tauren, I think now that the human army is coming, we should avoid its edge first and retreat with the artifact Corroded Soul, and in this way, I can also summon the dark with the necromancers." Skeletons, use dark skulls to consume the vitality of the human race. It can also give the human race a false show of weakness, and accumulate energy for the artifact to buy time."

The tauren leader's eyes were red, and his nostrils were filled with flames. He shouted angrily: "What did you say? You mean to let the marshal escape? What do you mean by that? Are you mocking my orc army for being afraid of Christopher?" Can't do it? Someone, cut this daring guy off!"