Warlord: King of All Clans

After Count Beowulf killed the orc's mid-level general in one move, the orcs' offensive under the siege tower slowed down.

A mid-level human transcendent who was commanding the battle on the city wall took the opportunity to condense his magic power and attacked with all his strength, completely destroying the already shaky siege tower.

Low-level extraordinary people in the physics department are like genetically modified super soldiers who can only rely on absorbing magic power to passively strengthen their bodies.

When you reach the intermediate level of transcendence, you will be able to actively use magic power and unleash combat skills.

This mid-level human transcendent, wearing only a pair of bone boxing gloves, knocked the orc warrior who climbed up the siege tower off the wall with one punch, rushed up the siege tower, and smashed the support of the siege tower with a hard punch.

With a full-force blow, the entire siege tower seemed to be hit by a giant dragon. The thick supporting pillars were burst into pieces, and the mortise and tenon joints and thick iron nails all burst.

The twelve-meter-high siege tower collapsed with a loud bang, and heavy beams and pillars fell down one after another, killing and injuring more than a dozen beastman warriors.

The orc infantry gathered below could only move to another siege tower under the rain of arrows.

Many of the orc infantrymen had no shields and only had a battle axe in their hands. There were seven or eight crossbow arrows stuck in their naked backs, but their fighting power was not reduced.

Only those with fatal damage to the heart and brain will die immediately.

This intelligent race, whose physical fitness was originally one level higher than that of humans, has been fighting large beasts in the depths of the northern snowfields for hundreds of years. Now they are getting stronger and stronger, and their vitality is even stronger than that of half-orc races such as wild boars and gnolls.

If it were a head-on confrontation on the plains, Frovald's human troops might not be able to defeat the main orc army.

But this is a defensive battle, and the twelve-meter-high city wall can provide a huge geographical advantage.

Even a weak human civilian could easily kill a strong orc infantryman by carrying a stone the size of a human head and throwing it off the city wall.

The original 40:60 situation turned into 90:10. The green corpses of the orc infantry, stained with red blood, piled up like a mountain under the city wall.

But the orcs' army was too large and they were not afraid of death.

As the wooden chariots approached, the troll headhunters hiding behind them threw out their obsidian javelins.

Within a hundred meters, the javelins thrown by the troll headhunters are as powerful as crossbows and extremely accurate.

The wooden chariots in front of them not only served as cover but were also filled with javelins, so there was no need to worry about the lack of projectile weapons.

Many Imperial longbowmen and crossbowmen were pierced through by spears and died tragically.

The pressure on the city walls remains great.

Leo did not take action again, but obediently followed the Grand Duke of the North to watch the battle.

It is impossible for people who have not experienced a large-scale war to remain calm and indifferent when facing densely packed enemies and watching their own soldiers die one by one.

Some people will be too scared to raise their weapons.

Some people get excited and lose their composure.

The same goes for Leo. Although he is used to life and death, he is still affected by the atmosphere of this battle, so he can't wait to shoot the enemy.

But after the orc warrior's flying axe attack just now, Leo, who was affected by the war frenzy, finally regained his composure and felt that he still needed to learn a lot from the Grand Duke of the North.

The Duke of the North watched the beastmen's attack calmly until some beastmen began to crowd onto the left wall. Then he ordered, "Barro, take two hundred wind knights and five hundred armored knights, and go out of the city to cut off the enemy troops on the left."

"Yes!" Behind the Grand Duke of the North, the deputy commander of the Knights of the Wind, the high-ranking knight Barlow, beat his chest and retreated.

Soon, the west gate of Frovald opened wide, and two hundred Wind Knights and five hundred elite armored soldiers appeared on the flank of the Orc siege force.

The orcs' forces were not sufficient to lay siege to the city, so they were concentrated to the north of Frovald.

The human knights rushed out from the west gate. Although there were a small number of troops stationed here, they were unable to intercept them.

A torrent of red and silver steel rushed into the continuously reinforced Orc infantry formation, instantly cutting off the surging siege troops.

The heavy high-quality steel double-edged spear in the hands of the Wind Knight is also called a horse lance or a sword spear. The spear head looks like a thick-backed one-handed steel sword, which is 70 centimeters long. The spear body is made of wrought iron and weighs more than 15 kilograms.

This weapon, like the halberd of the Griffin Rider, can be used for both slashing and lance charging, and has stronger armor-piercing capabilities.

The Orc infantry who lack armor are like lambs to be slaughtered in the face of such heavy weapons.

The Knights of the Wind created a wave of blood in the Orc infantry formation, and the Armored Knights behind them followed closely, thrusting their Armored Cavalry spears into the bodies of the Orc infantry.

A mere 700 human knights disrupted the infantry formation that was ten times their number, causing countless casualties.

The high-ranking Orc warlord who was watching the battle remained indifferent as he watched the human knights wantonly slaughter the Orc infantry.

It was not until they were deeply trapped in the orc army and the momentum of the charge slowed down that he waved his hand.

The orc wolf cavalry, who had been ready for a long time, rushed out, divided into two teams, and encircled the human knights.

The Wind Knight was not afraid at all. The double-edged spear in his hand was more advantageous than that of the Wolf Knight in terms of length and power.

The dragon-scale horses beneath them were also extremely ferocious and could easily tear off the wolf's fur or drag the wolf rider off the wolf.

But the armored knights were not so strong. They could only rush out from the gap opened by the Knights of the Wind, regroup and charge, exerting the power of their lances.

Some armored knights were trapped in the formation, and their armored cavalry spears were snatched away by the orc infantry. They could only draw out their steel swords to hack and kill the enemies.

But soon both the man and the horse were submerged in the green sea of ​​people.

In addition to the Wolf Knight, a team of Tauren Totem Warriors also strode forward and rushed towards the Wind Knight.

These giant men, each over three meters tall, carried totem poles made of thousand-year-old hardwood, moving slowly and powerfully.

The totem poles in their hands were carved with intricate patterns and were heavier than the ogre's wooden clubs. They were simply battering rams.

Three hundred terrifying Minotaur totem warriors strode up to the Wind Knight who was engaged in a fierce battle, then picked up a four-meter-long totem pole and swung it towards the Wind Knight.

Even the powerful Wind Knight could not withstand such a powerful blow, and both he and his horse were smashed away by the totem pole.

Their scarlet armor flashed with black light, offsetting most of the force, but the Wind Knight, who was a low-level extraordinary being, was still seriously injured.

On the contrary, the dragon-scale horse under his feet was more resistant to blows. It rolled over several times after being hit by the totem pole, then staggered to its feet, lowered its head and pushed its master back onto the horse's back.

Seeing the Tauren Totem Warriors joining the battle, the Wind Knights stopped fighting and gathered together to rush to the other side, ready to kill through the intercepting Orc Infantry and Wolf Knights, and then leave the battlefield with the remaining armored knights.

At this time, the ground they were on softened rapidly and gradually turned into a quagmire, and the legs of the war horses sank deeper and deeper.

Fortunately, the Wind Knight was strong enough and the Dragon Scale Horse was strong enough, so they forced their way through the densely packed Orc infantry and successfully escaped the encirclement.

Many armored knights failed to get out before the quagmire formed, and fell into the quagmire along with a large number of orc infantry, with only their upper bodies left struggling in vain.