Warhammer Seal

Chapter 196 The Battle of the Black Fire Pass ([-])

Even on the cliff, Wende felt the ground shaking slowly.

1 green-skinned orcs and their entourage have reached Blackfire Pass.

Orcs are not a race that likes to play tricks. After the goblin wolf riders spotted the imperial army at the other end of the Blackfire Pass, Wobard Ironjaw immediately raised his one-handed ax and shield, turned around and issued a slash at the army behind. waaagh's yell.

The orcs are attacking.

Damn it, time is too urgent, these green-skinned beasts don't need any rest, they can start fighting immediately after a long march.

Wende prepared a series of throwing siege weapons and planned to attack the orc army from high altitude, but all of these were not repaired, and he could only rely on the long sword in his hand.

The battle was imminent, and the imperial artillerymen immediately went into action, loading ammunition as fast as possible.

Mortars and cannons continuously bombarded the orc phalanx running over from the other side of the pass. The huge mortar directly blasted a huge fireball in the pile of goblins. Just one shell killed more than a dozen goblins, but there was no sign of it. No effect.

After killing a dozen goblins, a whole team of goblins ran out directly behind them. This time their morale was very high, and there was no rout.

The target of the imperial cannon is the trolls. As long as these monsters with amazing resilience penetrate into the phalanx of the imperial army, they will cause very big trouble.

A round of volley directly broke several trolls in the middle, no matter how good the recovery ability was, it was impossible for them to stand up immediately.

"Hit the giant, master, aim for the giant!"

"Don't shout, I'm aiming!"

Inside the steam tank of Queen Nun, the incense burner was adding power to the tank, and his master Geer was squinting one eye to aim. Human artillery is poorly made, but it is barely usable.

A cannonball was fired, and the huge impact directly dented the flesh on the giant's stomach. At the same time, he stepped back a few steps and half-kneeled on the ground, and then slowly got up.

The orc wild boar cavalry had already laid out, and the musketeers waited quietly for the enemy to come into range.

"200, 180, 150, shoot! shoot!"

Driven by the black powder, the lead shot bullets were shot out from the barrel of the gun, tearing the orc and wild boar cavalry who rushed to the front into pieces.

When the musketeers were about to take a breath, the green skins behind ignored the casualties and continued to charge forward.

Quickly reloading, another round of bullets rained, and even Wende, who was above the nearby valley, could smell the smell of gunpowder burning.

After only two rounds of ammunition were fired, the orc army had already charged up. The musketeers had no time to reload, so they immediately turned around and began to retreat, passing by the halberd soldiers walking in front of them, and the two sides changed positions.

Holding the well-crafted halberd tightly in their hands, everyone stepped firmly on the ground with their right hind legs.

"Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out."

The captain of the halberd soldiers standing at the front of the line ordered everyone to calm down. His hands were crackling as he clenched the halberd tightly. The orcs in front were getting closer and closer, and they could even smell their stink. .

"prick!"

The halberd soldiers in the first three rows stabbed their weapons at the same time, and the sharp halberds directly inserted into the body of the orc wild boar cavalry, piercing countless holes.

Although this terrible impact was completely absorbed, the jaws of each of the halberd soldiers in the first three rows were torn apart, and their hands were covered with blood.

However, the impact of the orcs continued. Some people had already started to be trampled and decapitated by wild boars. The sharp axes of the orc cavalry continued to swing and fall, trying to tear a hole in the human phalanx.

"Steady the line!"

The halberd captain thrusts his way through an orc's chest, then retracts his halberd to continue the pouring angle.

"Hold on..."

Before he could finish his words, a giant came directly behind the orc wild boar cavalry. Its huge body directly smashed through the phalanx in front of it, and then the huge mallet fell, smashing the captain of the halberd soldier into a pulp.

In a moment, most of the 160 people in the square team were killed, and the last remaining 60 people were already out of breath, and their morale was close to collapse.

No one noticed when there was the sound of the Hell Serial Jet Cannon being loaded behind him.

"Keep your head down!"

The imperial priest shouted the order, and the pure light radiating from his body restored the morale of the halberd soldiers. They instinctively obeyed the order and lowered their heads.

Dong dong dong

Dong dong dong

Dong dong dong

The Hell Chain Jet Cannon fires 36 shells in just three seconds, and each shell is the size of a mortal fist.

Huge power poured towards the giant, smashing its chest to a bloody mess. The impact didn't stop, and directly broke the giant's spine. It tore its body in two and fell directly to the ground, bleeding And organs spewed out.

The sky mage had channeled enough energy that a comet fell from the sky and crashed into the orc ranks.

"Retreat, spearmen on top!"

Taking advantage of such a breath of time, the captain halberd immediately dragged the teammates who were still alive around them to quickly retreat, and a new round of spearmen from the empire had already stepped forward.

But the enemies they faced were no longer those green-skinned orcs, but black-skinned black orcs covered in full body armor.

Black Orcs are the largest, most brutal and strongest of the Orcs.

Their name is mainly derived from their dark green or black skin, although this name can also refer to their ruthless personality.

Black orcs are very cruel and worship war extremely. They are born for war. Therefore, in the eyes of all black orcs, other green skins are scum, and twenty green skins are not as good as one black orc. .

The newly raised phalanx of spearmen was torn apart in an instant with the sound of blood splashing and bones cracking.

"It's our turn! It's time!"

The imperial cavalry lurking in the nearby forest finally found an excellent opportunity, all speeding up and charging the back of the orc army while the orcs and humans were strangling together.

The pistol cavalry also started to act. The orcs didn't like to protect the goblins who used live goblin catapults. The defense there was very empty, which was very suitable for the pistol cavalry to destroy.

The number of humans dwindled by the minute, while the seemingly endless number of orcs poured in from beyond the pass.

Karl Franz was standing on the side of the battlefield, and the orc warlord Wobard Ironjaw had already directly broken through an imperial infantry line of defense and came in front of Emperor Karl.

As an orc warlord, it has unparalleled strength and body advantages. It is half a meter taller than Karl, and it even needs to look up to see the fangs of this orc warlord.

Wobard Ironjaw charged straight at Karl as if in no man's land.

The emperor had no way to defeat this orc, whose size and combat power far surpassed his own, and slowly fell into a disadvantage, and finally fell when he was hit hard on the forehead by the shield, half kneeling on the ground.

　In battle, Black Orcs are usually the trump card of an army, responsible for confronting and defeating the most elite troops of the enemy army.

　　They wear armor much larger than their body size, and carry the best weapons the army can provide - usually machetes of various sizes - and it is said that after the battle they will tend their weapons themselves, or prepare to fall. a battle.

　　This extremely unreasonable disappointment made the black orcs isolated from the greenskin race. After all, other greenskins prefer to roar and have fun at the celebration ceremony, such as bone stacking competitions or group fights.

　　Although isolated by the entire pack, the Black Orcs are always at the forefront of the battle whenever war breaks out, bringing considerable terror, as well as disaster, to their enemies.

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(End of this chapter)