Orc Tyrant

The enemy also developed an offensive towards the Little Dome Mountain. Even if it is as simple as Ok, he also knows the truth of standing high and fighting far. As the only commanding height of the entire area, this place is of vital importance to both parties.

With this poor visibility, it is difficult to judge the number of opponents, but Jano Chives, the leader of the Second Mobility Regiment, estimates that there are at least 30,000.

The main component of this force is the black flag of the Bloodfang Legion, the so-called elites.

In the eyes of Jano Chives, they are not so much soldiers, but more like a group of ignorant thugs, which match Ouke's brutal pattern quite well.

But there are many problems that make Jano Chives uneasy.

What kind of power or concept allowed Oak to launch such a sudden attack? In addition to the vicious traitor, what else is that kind of power intended? If Oak defeats the Guards in Dunwich, what will happen next?

How many enemies are there in that thick fog?

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! !

The enemy leader drove a large group of infantry up, and the soldiers with the black flags standing behind them roared, and Jano Chives could still hear the drums.

The first wave of attack was not the black flag fangs, but a large number of ordinary boys with simple equipment. They planned to use those boys as cannon fodder to fill the trenches.

The artillery had poured gunfire on the enemy's front for twenty minutes, and they had caused considerable damage. The ground outside the trenches was densely covered with craters and corpses.

The watchman at the highest point directed the artillery to bombard the densest enemy group.

The shells fell into the enemy's front, raising flames and wreckage, throwing broken bodies into the air.

But they still succeeded.

"machine gun!"

Jano Chives issued instructions to the defending fighters. His intention was to resist these attacks at a distance as much as possible, because he needed to save heavy weapons on the true Ouke elite.

The soldiers guarding the high ground did not complain, they kept sweeping the enemy below with semi-automatic rifles and grenades.

Mountbatten also sent a limited number of wolverine wizards to the high ground. They were all volunteers from the Benedictine Empire. They were not the same way as the war witches of the New California Republic.

But at this moment, they are also fighting for humanity, with their swords unsheathed, waiting for the enemy to arrive.

Only Zhan Wu Ruben appeared absent-minded.

With his sword in his hand, he wanted to act, wanted to fight, he was angry and frustrated, which further contributed to his anxiety.

"Stay steady."

Jano Chives warned him.

"I need you when Ouke comes in."

Reuben's answer was like a roar.

"Then they better come quickly!"

Yanochwes ignored him, the only division equipped with very few war witches, and they were all personally selected by Mountbatten, and they were all uncomfortable guys.

The Oukes attacked again, and the outermost line of defense was already riddled with holes.

Some of the fortifications collapsed, and the green figures were endless. They kept rushing to the heights, piled with corpses along the way, and many black flags had appeared within sight.

Boom~~!

The rocket screamed and leaped to the high machine gun position, and Ok's artillery tried to fire back.

Yanochwes became more worried about ammunition supplies.

At this time, his deputy head came over.

"Is there any news?"

"No."

"What about the sir? Does he have any new orders?"

"No."

The deputy head shook his head, he was slightly embarrassed.

The mortars muffled behind them, and Janocchieves heard more rockets roaring towards the position.

"Can your people pinpoint the source of those rockets? The artillery has to get rid of them before the guys can blow up all the machine gun positions."

Reuben nodded when he heard Yano Chives' words.

"I don't know how they found us so quickly? As if they knew our deployment from the beginning."

Ruben murmured after giving instructions to his war witch.

"Eavesdrop on our communications?"

Jano Chivis guessed.

"impossible."

Reuben shook his head.

"Oke doesn't seem to have this kind of technology."

"That's bad luck for us."

Jano Chives said regretfully:

"It's not the first time today anyway."

The roars and drums became louder and louder, and another wave of Okay rushed toward the Dome Mountain. Yanochwes stood in the forward command post within the range of the enemy's rocket bombardment, using a telescope to observe the enemy's movements from time to time.

"Something is wrong with them."

Jano Chives zoomed in on the image in the goggles and found that many of the Oukes rushing in the front were followed by a bunch of ass. They were wearing bomb vests or holding explosives in their hands.

"Don't let them enter the trenches!"

Yanochwiss ordered that the snipers began to kill the spoiled ass.

Some exploded when they died. One of them had almost dashed through the trenches when it was hit, and their vests immediately released a huge arc of flame.

Jano Chivis felt the trembling of the ground under his feet, and a trench that was several hundred meters long at the front was instantly disintegrated. Now the soldiers retreated to the second trench, which was only less than a hundred meters away from the top of the mountain. .

"They worked harder again."

Ruben whispered.

"Yup."

"I bet this is to pave the way for a real elite offense."

"They must first weaken the line of defense."

"Let me lead someone to fight back!"

Reuben roared, his voice overwhelmed by the explosion outside.

"You should know that against Ok, only by killing the leader can you break the offensive."

"The theory is possible: You will die. If I am so stupid to send someone with you, they will die too. Ammunition and troops are severely damaged. No."

Reuben glared at Yano Chives.

"Do you doubt my courage?"

"In a way, yes."

Jano Chives nodded.

"We are fearless, but at the moment I think you are afraid."

Reuben took an angrily step towards Yanochwiss.

"How dare you insult me ​​like this! I am not afraid of death!"

"I know you are not afraid of death, but I think you are afraid that our future is about to die, the world as we know it is about to die."

Reuben blinked.

"What if... we fail, Jano Chives?"

"Then someone will avenge us, Reuben."

Zhan Wu turned his eyes away.

"Go and find Ok's artillery position."

Jano Chives told him.

"Our artillery needs guidance."

Reuben nodded and strode away.

In the deep cave below the battlefield, Sina could hear the muffled explosion from the ground, and dust fell from the top of the rocking cave.

He heard the sound of explosions, the roar of light weapons, the continuous roar of artillery; there were mad roars and drums one after another.

In a nearby cave, technicians in uniforms of the Civic Temple are busy restarting the ancient instrument.

Although it has gone through thousands of years, the machine itself seems unharmed, but it lacks enough energy.

He peered inside through the observation hole and saw the etched circuits and brass buttons.

It is so old, perhaps the relic left by the forerunners who first set foot in this world.

Very old, beautiful, and very powerful.

"It can only be so."

He summoned several technicians and asked them to try to boot and start the system.

"Let it reach its maximum power first, and then measure it."

Senna suggested.

"The energy output should be higher than the benchmark requirement, in case of emergency, maybe we can transfer some energy to—"

A voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Does this work?"

The judge turned around, and a man walked into the room, Mountbatten.

"must be able to."

There is confidence in his words.

"When can it start?"

He looked at the ancient machine non-committal and asked.

"Same, it will take about half an hour."

"We are far from half an hour."

Mountbatten spread out his hands and said.

"They have already reached Little Dome Mountain, can't you hear? They will burn these things after they come in."

"Then General—"

Morina turned around and continued to observe the operation of the machine.

"Just make sure they don't enter."