The sky sparrow was a strategic weapon of the Orc Empire. Its outstanding carrying capacity and large back space allowed it to transport more than five orc cavalrymen at a time. This type of flying beast had always been the Orc Empire's most precious transport flying beast.
If it weren't for the fact that the Sky Sparrow was timid and easily frightened, it would have been used as a heavy-duty winged cavalry.
Even so, the sky sparrow had an irreplaceable role in the Orc Empire's army because of its unparalleled carrying capacity and ultra-long flight range.
Flying mounts were like warhorses in the human world and wolves in the wolf cavalry. They were completely different from ordinary flying beasts in that they could directly participate in battles. In the human world, there was no second flying mount unit other than the Griffin Flying Mount in the Kingdom of Saint Ellis.
It was very difficult for the sky sparrow to reproduce. The death of every sky sparrow was a great loss to the Orc Empire. Therefore, it was very difficult for humans to find traces of this type of huge flying beast.
At this time, in Taniguchi, huge rocks rolled down from the top of the ten-meter wide Taniguchi. Taniguchi's squadron had begun to seal the valley.
The loud noise startled the orcs in the valley. The joy of discovering the sky sparrow was interrupted. Some of the orcs began to gather and charge towards Taniguchi.
Following behind the boulder was a large amount of wood drenched in kerosene. Just as the Orcs were about to reach the mouth of the valley, a fire arrow ignited the wood at the mouth of the valley, and the soaring fire completely sealed the mouth of the valley.
When the sky sparrows in the sky saw the situation on the ground, they stopped their preparations to fly down. Fortunately, they were a little further away from Taniguchi. If they were any closer, the sky sparrows would be frightened. Who knew what would happen? The operators sitting behind the sky sparrows tried their best to calm these giant beasts.
Among the chaotic orcs, there was a small team of 10 wolf cavalrymen that stood out from the rest. The wolf cavalryman in the middle was wearing black armor while the other nine were wearing leather armor.
"Young Master, something's wrong. We've been ambushed by humans." A wolf rider said with a ferocious expression.
"Take my token and have everyone listen to my orders!" The young master's expression was calm, as if the predicament in front of him did not have much of an effect on him.
"This is the Woolf family's token. All orcs, listen up. Gather in groups!" The wolf rider raised the token and shouted.
All the orcs stopped moving, and no matter what race they were, they quickly found their own teams.
"I am Fowler, the sixth son of the Woolf family. All orcs, listen to my command. Silence!" Fowler was satisfied that all the orcs obeyed his orders. He then said, "We are the most powerful orcs. The despicable humans have surrounded us with tricks. Now we only have one way to go, and that is to fight."
Fowler looked up at the sky sparrow circling in the sky and said loudly, "The flying beast that will take us home is above us. Only by defeating the enemy can the flying beast land. Do you want to go back alive? Then let's fight, the Beast God is with us, the Beastmen will win! "
"The Beastmen will win!" The emotions of the orcs were stirred up. Although there were only 160 orcs, their voices were very loud. For a moment, echoes of "The Beastmen will win" could be heard in the valley.
The Saloyan Knight looked at the situation in the valley and said to the two senior Knights beside him, "We wanted them to be chaotic for a while, so our attack would be smoother. Who knew that they would calm down so quickly. They are still experienced orcs after all!"
The Knight Bonar touched the hilt of his sword and said with eyes full of desire, "Sir, can we attack now?"
The Saloyan Knight nodded to his deputy, and the deputy stepped forward and said loudly, "Shield bearers go forward, spear bearers follow behind, archers get ready."
Following the order, the 800 soldiers here quickly began to form a battle formation. 150 shield-bearers with tall shields pressed their shields into the ground and used their arms to support the shields. They were the first line of defense of the position.
Behind the shield bearers were 200 spear bearers. The spears were five meters long, and the tip was made of fine iron. They could easily pierce light armor. The spear bearers held the spear with one hand, the tip facing outwards, and the end of the spear fixed to the ground with their feet.
From the front of the formation, it looked like a turtle with thorns. The main attack method in the formation was the 450 archers. These archers used a type of long bow, a simple and practical bow.
At this time, the orcs had already organized themselves. 160 orcs that were all level 6 and above formed an attack formation. At the front were the Bearmen with thick skin and flesh riding on giant bears. Next were the Taurens riding on blazing bulls, and lastly were the Wolf Riders. These Wolf Riders surrounded Fowler in the middle to protect his safety.
When the orcs' formation was 150 meters away from the human's defensive formation, the deputy raised his left hand and the archers automatically divided into three rows. The first row of 150 archers squatted down and loaded arrows on their bows.
"First row!" Following the deputy's order, the first row of 150 archers stood up and fired their arrows into the sky.
"Second row!" The first row of archers squatted down and took out the arrows from their quivers. The second row of archers stood up and shot their arrows into the sky, then squatted down.
"Third row!" The third row of archers stood up and shot their arrows, then squatted down again.
Just like this, the three rows of archers continuously shot their arrows, and the arrows in the sky were shot one after another. There was almost no gap.
The arrows rained down, and the orcs in the formation began to suffer losses. Orcs constantly fell from their mounts, and were trampled into meat paste by the mounts behind them. At this time, the orcs could only speed up and get closer to their opponents to have a chance of winning.
In the short distance of 150 to 50 meters, the orcs had left behind more than 40 orcs. They didn't know if they were dead or alive. The spearmen in the front row could already see the orcs' sharp teeth. The collision between the two groups was about to begin.
"Fighting spirit!" Following Fowler's shout, all the orcs' bodies were covered in a white light.
Finally, the two groups collided. The human spears pierced into the orcs' bodies, and some spears broke in the orcs' bodies due to the excessive force. The shield-bearers in the front line suffered heavy losses. The orc cavalry's charging force was very strong, and with the addition of fighting spirit, the shield-bearers were constantly sent flying by the impact.
At this moment, the front of the battle formation was covered in blood. The blood of orcs and humans intertwined. The howls of orcs and the shouts of humans were interspersed with all kinds of screams and groans. It was as if this place had become hell.
After the orcs rushed into the human defense circle and lost more than 30 orcs, they began to gain the upper hand. In this kind of short distance battle, the orcs had an incomparable advantage. The huge difference in strength and speed, plus the difference in level, made the following battle almost a one-sided slaughter. The orcs who were eager to break out of the encirclement under Fowler's command didn't continue to fight, but quickly pushed forward.
The deputy stood on the left side of the three rows of archers. He looked at the battle in front of him expressionlessly. He waved his hand and shouted, "Change your swords!"
The archers silently threw away the bows in their hands that had lost their function. They pulled out their swords from their waists. Their eyes were full of the belief that they would die. Their mission was to use every life to exhaust the orcs' fighting power.
The deputy also pulled out his sword from his waist. At this time, the orcs had already broken through the first line of defense of the humans and rushed towards the archers' battle formation.
The orcs were stimulated by blood. Their innate fighting instinct had been completely stimulated. Their eyes showed a strong desire for blood. The archers in front of them were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
Before the orcs rushed up, the front row of archers had already rushed up. They hugged the legs of the orcs' mounts with their bodies to slow down the orcs' charging speed, so that the other archers could attack the orcs.
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