War Trample!
The strongest mammoth raised its head and roared. Its voice resounded throughout the battlefield. It raised its two thick front legs and stomped down heavily.
"Boom!"
A muffled sound, like a muffled thunder in the winter, was low but shocking. The hard ground was cracked by the War Mammoth, and a yellow light spread out from the War Mammoth's body. The surrounding human knights only felt the ground shake, and the warhorses panicked. For a moment, the charging formation was disrupted, and some warhorses even lost their footing and fell.
More than 200 War Mammoths used War Trample at the same time. It was as if an earthquake had occurred on the battlefield. The human knights who were in the middle of their charge were interrupted.
"Bursting Fireball!"
Orange-Red fireballs flew out from the human frontline and smashed into the mammoths. The fireballs exploded, and a scorching heat wave spread out. The mammoths that were hit by the fireballs cried out in pain. The flames continued to burn their bodies, and the intense pain made these mammoths very crazy. They charged left and right, and directly threw off a few orcs on their backs.
Under the burning flames, the mammoths became even crazier. They even collided with another mammoth next to them. The two mammoths collapsed.
The battle became more and more tragic. The human knights suffered heavy casualties. The mammoths were huge creatures with thick skin and thick flesh. They were also wearing simple iron armor. Their impact was unparalleled. These mammoths had thick skin and thick flesh. Ordinary soldiers wouldn't be able to cut through them even if they were armed with sharp weapons. Only a knight level expert could pierce through the mammoth's defense with the help of the horse's impact.
Even so, they could only penetrate a few inches into the mammoths' skin. This kind of injury wasn't fatal to the mammoths. Moreover, the mammoths had been fed many kinds of magic potions by the orc shamans. Their vitality was very strong.
The mammoth's powerful trunk swept out, sending a Knight flying for over ten meters. There was an obvious dent in his chest armor made of fine iron, and blood gushed out from his mouth. There were even pieces of his internal organs mixed in the blood. It was obvious that he would not be able to survive.
The sharp tusks of the mammoth were even more ferocious and terrifying. Any warhorse that was struck by the tusks of the mammoth would have its stomach ripped open. The body of the warhorse would also be sent flying. Even the plate armor of the knights would be easily torn apart by the mammoth's sharp tusks. Apart from that, the mammoth's most powerful weapon was its stomp. With a weight of more than ten tons, both the rider and the horse would be trampled into meat paste.
The spearmen and swordsmen on the mammoths weren't to be trifled with. They were usually the bravest warriors in the tribe. Their average strength was at the knight rank. Some of them were even at the level of a grand knight. The long weapons in the hands of these orc warriors were long.... Although the speed of their swings was a bit slow, they were unstoppable. when they chopped down.
Many of the charging knights were cut in half by these orc warriors using these long weapons along with their armor. The human archers kept shooting at these mammoths. Wave after wave of arrows rained down. However, the damage caused by these arrows was almost negligible to the mammoths.
When the arrows pierced their skin, it looked more like the mammoth's long hair.
After seeing the limited effect of attacking the mammoths, many knights began to aim at the orc warriors on the mammoths. Although these orc warriors weren't weak, they didn't have the thick skin of the mammoths. Their armor couldn't withstand the powerful attacks of the knights. For a time, the casualties of the orc riders began to increase.
The battle had reached its climax. The Orc army relied on the charge of the Mammoths to tear apart the Human army's defensive line. Behind the Mammoths, a large number of Orc soldiers followed closely. The Human Knights stubbornly blocked at the front, but the two flanks were gradually unable to resist.
Originally, the human reinforcements had traveled a long distance. After arriving at the battlefield, they didn't even rest and directly entered the battle. This was a cruel test of the soldiers' physical strength. In the face of the Orcs' charge, the human army's counterattack was powerless. The two flanks of the human army were defeated by the Orcs' attack.
Seeing this, the nobles of Calt City couldn't sit still. If the reinforcements outside the city were defeated by the orcs, Calt City wouldn't be able to hold on. The only reason Calt City didn't collapse was because they knew the kingdom's reinforcements were about to arrive.
If the reinforcements failed and retreated, Calt City would lose foreign aid. Without reinforcements, the morale of Calt City would collapse. When the orc army besieged the city, Calt City would most likely fall. Seeing this, Marquis Eri quickly made a decision. He took the initiative to attack.
As the strongest lord of the northern provinces, Calt City's strength was still very strong. It didn't take long for more than 2000 knights to gather in Calt City, including Gavin's knights. This was the strongest mobile force in Calt City.
The tightly shut city gates opened with a loud bang. Then, 2000 knights formed a steel torrent and rushed in like a flood breaking through a dam. The knights purposely took an arc and rushed in from the side of the battlefield. The orc army didn't even have time to adjust before they were torn apart by the human knights. The unstoppable orc army's attack was stopped in an instant.
"Damn it!" Seeing the sudden appearance of the human knights, Roguethus was enraged. Originally, there were more than 80,000 orcs on the battlefield. They died in the siege. Because of Suhlen's attack from the rear, more than 10,000 orcs were mobilized. Now, there were only 60,000 orcs left. Facing the human army of 100,000 orcs, except for the soldiers guarding Calt City, the rest were all on the battlefield.
Calt City didn't send out any infantry. Instead, they sent out a group of knights. The orcs' victory was once again tipped back to balance.
An old orc riding a wild bull appeared on the battlefield. The old shaman looked wobbly as if a gust of wind could blow him away. However, as soon as he appeared, a strange energy began to gather. Powerful elemental energy quickly gathered. A few flashes of light flashed on the old orc's body. A yellowish energy barrier appeared on the surface of his body.
The wind blew fiercely, and a dark cloud suddenly appeared in the originally clear sky. The dark cloud seemed to have a life of its own as it kept spinning. A large amount of lightning flashed in the dark cloud vortex, and a large amount of lightning swam in the air. Under the cover of the dark cloud, it was like the end of the world.
"Not good!" Wendt's expression changed drastically.
However, before he could react, bolts of lightning suddenly fell from the dark cloud.
"Thunderbolt!"
Lightning flashed, lighting up the entire battlefield. Hundreds of lightning bolts struck down, and the human knights below the dark clouds were instantly hit. Lightning flashed, and a large amount of lightning jumped on these knights. The powerful lightning power slightly melted the armor on their bodies.
This space turned into a Thunder Prison in an instant. The space was completely filled with thunder and lightning. Two to three hundred knights were directly submerged in this Thunder Prison. They were blasted into charcoal by the power of thunder and lightning in the sky before they could even let out a scream.
Many craters were formed on the ground. Countless bolts of lightning were like thunder snakes, spreading to the surroundings at an extremely fast speed. The metal armor of the humans was the best conductor of lightning. The power of lightning flashed quickly on the bodies of these soldiers. These soldiers were electrocuted until their bodies convulsed. A burnt smell appeared on the battlefield. A large number of soldiers directly fell to the ground, losing all signs of life.
This spell was like the might of the heavens.
The entire battlefield was speechless at this moment. Even legendary knights couldn't do this. Only spellcasters could release such amazing power. This was also one of the reasons why wizards could achieve such a high status.
Seeing the scene on the battlefield, Wendt's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. He roared, and his aura continued to rise. The long spear in his hand danced quickly. A mammoth's head was directly pierced, and its huge body fell to the ground. Wendt didn't hesitate at all. He led a team of knights and himself turned into an arrowhead. They formed a conical formation and rushed towards the shaman.
The legendary knight was unstoppable. Whether it was orcs, mammoths, or orc warriors, none of them were a match for him. Everywhere he went, there were corpses.
At this time, a strong orc also led people to meet him. The orc was holding a giant axe. He roared, and a violent aura spread out from his body. It was the chief of the orcs, Rogthus. The two legendary powerhouses noticed each other in an instant. Both of them didn't intend to dodge. Instead, they sped up and rushed towards each other.
Like a comet colliding, a loud noise sounded on the battlefield. A violent energy escaped from the two of them, and directly pushed away all the people and objects within a radius of ten meters.
No matter if it was an orc or a human, they all consciously avoided this place. Under the full power of the two legendary powerhouses, even a little bit of leaked energy would cause serious injuries. In serious cases, they would even lose their lives.
As a legendary knight of Florence, Wendt's strength was naturally tyrannical. Rogthus wasn't weak either. It would take a long time for the two of them to decide the winner.
Seeing that Wendt was entangled, the old orc prepared to cast another spell.
"Bursting Flame!"
"Ice Storm!"
"Thunderstorm!"
Spells were cast one after another. Although it wasn't as powerful as the previous spell, its power wasn't weak at all.
At the same time, the human wizards around were also casting spells quickly.
"Chain Fireball!"
"Chain Lightning!"
"Wild Wind Blade Dance!"
A large number of spells swept across the battlefield. A fireball exploded in the formation of the orcs. Even if they had scattered in advance to avoid it, more than a dozen of them still fell to the ground. Most of them were dead, and the rest wouldn't live for long. In such a fierce battlefield, there wasn't much difference between being seriously injured and dying.
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