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Chapter 261 Humans in the Orc Gathering Area
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"Hey, are those orc rubbish so angry that they are out of their minds? Or do they still want to fight us to the death in this situation?" Watching the large group of orcs push down the fences and low walls they built themselves, and rush towards us frantically. Prama, the survivors' instructor promoted by Matthew to teach martial arts, smiled sinisterly, drew the long sword on his back and patted his horse forward. Under his leadership, a team of senior warriors including the teaching team and the personal guards began to deploy between me and the archers of the First Division.
"Stupid, why would I promote a fool like you... But that's right, I promoted you only because of your talent in martial arts... Otherwise I would really vomit blood... Damn it, look at the direction of the breakout of those rubbish, if they don't come to our side, do we have to let them run to the leeward side? In that case, we don't need to do anything at all, the fire and smoke alone are enough to roast and suffocate them all... Of course, if they want to break out from both sides, then I think they will really be burned to death." After listening to Pluma's words, Matthew was so angry that he wanted to hit his head against his head. Now around the entire gathering place, although there are not many defenders in the leeward side, they can only be suffocated to death by the fireworks. On both sides of the battlefield, there is an infantry division and a magician unit respectively. Only in the direction where I am, there is only a cavalry archer division. In this case, running to me can be considered as a way to survive!
"Ordinary arrow speed, prepare for penetrating flat shot... Ready... Shoot!" As those ragged beastmen with their children and daughters ran hundreds of meters in front of me, the officers of the First Division in front also began to order an attack. Since the targets were the old and weak beastmen and women who had little combat power, the commander not only used the most common arrow speed, but also gave up the ultra-long-range projectile attack. After all, flat shooting can not only attack more accurately, but also because the kinetic energy generated by flat shooting can often penetrate the first person, and then attack the next target in the same straight line, reducing the waste rate of arrow speed to a minimum.
Following the commander's order, the longbowmen in the first row fired the first round of arrows... and with a neat bang, the old man and the strong woman in the front of the orcs howled miserably... as if they were hit by a chariot, and instantly lost power, and were nailed to the spot...
When their eyes fell on the hole on their chest with a diameter of 1 cm and blood gushing out like a fountain, they slowly slid to the ground.
Of course, there were also those orcs who were not fatally wounded in the first round of attacks, or those who were particularly strong and sturdy. They all endured the incomparable pain and tried to move forward, but the second round of arrows had already followed... until the second... the third arrow pierced through their bodies...
"Hey, brother, can you tell your soldiers to shoot slower? Isn't it too easy for them to shoot them all at once? Those damn beasts... Bah!" Pulama was very happy to see the massacre in front of him, but he was still not very relieved. If he had not always adhered to the principle of "I can use long-range attacks to destroy the enemy, but I will never fight the enemy in close combat" in the Legion of God, Pulama would have rushed out by himself long ago.
"As you wish, my brother... The third, seventh, and eighth squadrons... Shoot!" Following Prama's request, the captain who was in charge of the shooting immediately changed the original way of attacking the entire squadron together and began to kill based on the squadron. Although this would give the orcs a chance to rush forward, but with the large increase in the number of wounded orcs, the actual damage they suffered was even greater. After all, if those wounded orcs wanted to take a step forward, they would definitely have to pay more than just sweat.
"Hahaha, so cool... Watching those bastards crawling on the ground while bleeding... This feeling is even better than killing them with my own hands... Damn beasts! My uncle's family, they all listened to those damn elders, and not one of them ran away... I'm going to kill you all... Kill all you damn beasts..." Watching the archers shooting, Pulama also took the longbow from the archers on standby, and while desperately pulling the string to load arrows, he shot low arrows one after another, and howled at the orcs who were shot in non-vital places by him and wailed in pain on the ground.
As the slaughter progressed, nearly 10,000 orcs who had escaped from the gathering place had been killed. The remaining ones were probably the truly old, weak, sick and disabled. Those who had a little fighting power and could still run were probably all slaughtered. Looking at the more than 1,000 orcs who were still rushing forward like moths to a flame, I stroked Yiya's little head while preparing to give the final order. . . But at this moment, Yiya screamed in a low voice. . . . . .
"Xiang, those...how come they look like humans..."
"What? How could it be..." I couldn't help but exclaimed after hearing what Yiya said. Then, the officers around me also looked forward. Several officers of higher status took out the crystal-polished telescopes I specially equipped them with to observe.
"Oh my God! How is it possible... How is this possible? It really is a human... Sir, what should we do?" After watching for a while, Matthew was the first to exclaim incoherently.
After hearing Matthew's exclamation, I immediately confirmed that most of the remaining people running towards us must be women. Since the Eastern Continental Allied Forces invaded the Kastark Empire, Matthew definitely had no good feelings towards those people from the Eastern Continent. If the people coming from the opposite side were men, not to mention that Matthew would not be so surprised, he might even order the final massacre. And the only person who could make this knight from the Kastark Empire show mercy and forgiveness was a woman.
"Kill all confirmed orcs without mercy, and lock up the rest... Kill anyone who resists without mercy..." Seeing the officers at a loss, I immediately issued an order. Immediately, a team of guards from the military immediately came forward fully armed, and behind them immediately followed a large group of archers ready to provide support at any time.
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`(To be continued)