"What...what is this? A corpse collection team?" Looking at a large group of unarmed orcs pushing a large number of carts collecting corpses along the way while waving the banner of peace, I became a little confused about the orcs' intentions.
"How come that bunch of damn orcs became civilized all of a sudden? In the past, except for their own tribe leaders and other members, they generally didn't care about the bodies of their own people. How come they know to collect the bodies of their own people now?" Looking at the large group of orcs pushing carts and the large group of orcs who were just carrying a raft to collect the bodies, Shen Qiang shouted strangely.
"Damn it, blow them up for me... Collect the bird corpses? After the fight, let the magician bury the corpses underground..." Although I don't know why the orcs became like this, I still have a bad feeling in my heart. With a burst of resentment, I yelled viciously at the officers around me.
"This... this is not a good idea, right? Sir, collecting corpses on the battlefield has always been the most basic morality. If we do this, wouldn't we have lost even the most basic humanity? Do you think it's okay? Anyway, there are only some corpses. If we leave them there, if the war continues, I'm afraid there will be the kind of plague you mentioned, and then it will be even worse..."
"Yes! Yes! Anyway, they are just some corpses. Are you afraid that they will drag them back and use them as food? Forget it, just treat it as alms to those beasts!"
After hearing my crazy speech, the officers on the side quickly came forward to surround me, constantly trying to dispel my order, which they considered extremely immoral. Even for a short period of time, there was a series of buzzing sounds in my ears. . . . . .
As a last resort, I had to temporarily give up this plan. I squatted on the city wall and watched the orcs gradually move the large number of corpses on the battlefield onto the carts, and began to slowly collect the meat paste in front of the trench.
"Something is wrong, there's something wrong with those orcs... Kill them all..." Suddenly, I looked at the orcs who were all gathering in front of the trench to collect the bodies, and a terrible thought came to my mind. No wonder those orcs started collecting the bodies from their own place and then went to the front of the trench... No wonder many of their cars were already full, but they still had no intention of returning directly...
"My Lord, you ..."
"Orders, immediately fire at the corpse collection teams, and have the magicians attack them immediately. Anyone who disobeys orders will be killed!" The idea suddenly popped up in my mind, and I didn't care about others' obstruction at all. I directly issued the most severe military order.
It was at this time, after I gave the order, when the magicians and magic cannons were preparing to attack, the orc corpse collection team that was already on the edge of the trench began to quickly pile the corpses into the trench, trying to raze the trench to the ground as quickly as possible.
"Damn it..." For a moment, officers including Victor and Shen Qiang expressed their inner anger and began to issue orders quickly to prepare to resist the next round of attacks by the orcs. As for the trench, since the initiative had been lost, there was basically no room for recovery.
More than ten minutes later, when a large number of troops appeared again in the orc camp in the distance, the wide and deep trench had been blocked into sections of low pits, and it had no blocking effect at all. In addition to being filled with orc corpses, another reason was the attack of the magicians, which inevitably caused the trench to partially collapse. . . . . .
Ten minutes later, hundreds of thousands of orc troops, ignoring the pouring of magic artillery shells, began to attack frantically against the rafts.
Fifteen minutes later, the beastman army began to attack the moat through the trenches, constantly throwing the rafts they had carried into the moat, and throwing the earth bags they had carried on their backs into the blocked river. . . . .
Then, a group of orcs who had been hiding their heads and showing their tails suddenly appeared hundreds of meters away, and the skeletons of the orcs who died by the moat also exploded and turned into skeleton soldiers to fill the moat. Perhaps because most of the holy beast priests were dead, the holy beast priests who turned into undead wizards did not try to use the undead to attack, but let the dead orcs fill the moat and build bone ladders leading to the city wall.
"Kill those undead wizards... Damn it, we can't hold on like this..." Looking at the numerous bone bridges built over the moat by groups of corpses, and the corpses slowly climbing to half the height of the city wall, I couldn't help but roar at Victor.
"Sir, I have asked the magician troops and catapults to take special care of those undead wizards. But now they are all blocked by those rafts, and our magician troops can't do anything to them!" Victor, who had already taken action himself, heard my angry complaint and lamented helplessly. Looking at the rows of rafts erected in front of the undead wizards, I couldn't help but be dumbfounded.
Suddenly, a stone the size of a millstone passed over my head with a whirring sound, instantly smashing several soldiers who were carrying magic artillery shells into pulp. This almost made me dazed, and I quickly realized where I was, and quickly lay down under the chopping wall on the city wall, carefully observing the beast tribe troops, thinking about how to deal with them.
"Sir, those damn orcs have set up catapults behind those erected rafts, but we can't see them now? And our catapults can't launch effective attacks because we can't see them! What do you think we should do?" Faced with the orcs' crazy offensive, Shen Qiang, who was already a little uncomfortable, immediately ran over to ask me for solutions.
"Damn it, what can I do? Just bombard them continuously... Slow down, adjust the magic cannon for me, let them shoot directly at the target, let them divide into groups and bombard the same position repeatedly. I want to see whether their rafts stand up faster or my magic cannon explodes faster..."
As a last resort, I could only mobilize the magic artillery troops that were repeatedly bombarding the orcs rushing up from behind, and let them deal with the threats that were close at hand first. At the same time, I began to mutter, how to deal with the undead wizards hiding behind the rafts? Although bombardment and magic attacks are a relatively effective method, they consume too much magic artillery shells and magic power. After all, this battle cannot be resolved in three or two hours. If the orcs enter the city due to insufficient attack power in the later stage, then the city is likely to be completely destroyed.
"Damn, it would be great if I could just stuff the magic shells into the assholes of those undead wizards... I want to see how they jump around..." Suddenly, the words of a magic cannon shooter with injured hands who was carried to the tower by his companions caught my attention. Although I can't stuff the magic shells directly into the assholes of those undead wizards, at least I can send them in large quantities behind those rafts. Isn't this the solution to this problem? So, I immediately waved to Shen Xiang who was waiting on the side.
"Immediately send the Third Division of the God's Legion to the city wall, and have them use the teleportation array to blow up all those hiding behind the rafts..." I finally came up with a good idea, and anxiously asked Shen Xiang to summon his magician troops to prepare for a counterattack. But when Shen Xiang just turned around and prepared to leave, I immediately stopped him again.
"Also, move up the big box I brought, make sure nothing gets damaged... Also, get those 20,000 death squads ready, but don't tell them they're going to the battlefield..." (To be continued)