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Chapter 223

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The next day. The temporary campsite was officially completed.

All the forces settled down according to Ma Wen's arrangements.

More adventurers lingered outside the campsite, ready to reap some benefits when the battle began.

At noon.

Outside the campsite, all the soldiers who were about to participate in the battle were gathered.

Yes, no matter what your previous identity was, once you participated in the glorious battle of opening up the Wilderness, your identity was that of a soldier.

You had to listen to the lord's orders.

No matter what you were thinking, you had to at least put on a show.

Everyone gathered outside the campsite according to the forces they belonged to.

Ma Wen rode his horse and slowly came from the northernmost side.

He had a sword at his waist. This sword was left behind by his grandfather when he opened up the Wilderness.

Now, it was back in his hands again.

This kind of mobilization before the battle was mostly to boost morale. However, the problem was that the army under Marvin's command was formed from people from all over the world.

Except for a few people, they had no loyalty to Ma Wen.

No matter what Ma Wen said, it would be difficult to motivate them to fight for him.

Therefore, he simply pulled out his sword and symbolically clashed it with the weapons of the soldiers in the front row. He then turned his horse around and returned to the front.

In the next second, he raised his sword and roared:

"Honor!

"Wealth!

"Development!"

His voice was loud and clear, resounding in everyone's ears like a clap of thunder!

That was because he used a Witchcraft Scroll.

Except for the wizards, everyone was shocked. Their eyes were finally focused on Ma Wen, and finally on the tip of his sword.

Ma Wen looked at everything with satisfaction. His eyes swept across everyone.

"Warriors."

"Our ancestors had explored the Wilderness countless times, and opened up one pure land after another in the monster-filled Fernand."

"Now, we will follow their glory and march into the Wilderness."

"I, Baron Marvin, will once again lead you to open up the Barbarian Wasteland Development Order issued by the Southern Wizard Alliance."

"Today's battle is just the beginning. The wealth and resources we can obtain are far more than you can imagine. "

"We are unstoppable."

"All monsters will be slaughtered by us. In five or ten years, this place would be incomparably prosperous. We will also be rewarded for helping the Alliance develop a brand new territory. "

"Titles, fiefs, money, beauties … Everything is within my reach."

"Now, please pull out your weapons with me!"

The last sentence, Ma Wen almost shouted himself hoarse.

Clang!

A messy but loud sound of metal clashing immediately rang out!

Everyone drew their weapons.

They looked at Ma Wen silently. No matter what kind of goal they had in mind, they had participated in this battle.

But since they were on the battlefield, they only had one goal, and that was to hit the enemy!

After all, their enemy was the terrifying Ogres!

A small team of human soldiers might not even be a match for an ogre.

Trying to play tricks at a time like this was tantamount to courting death.

Ma Wen raised his sword high and slashed at the mountain!

Whoosh!

The sound of something being sliced could be heard in the air.

"Move out!"

The army slowly moved out.



On the Ogre Mountain, huge but agile figures were frantically bustling about.

They were building fortifications.

Ogres were not purely savage monsters. Some of them had high intelligence and could speak the common language.

They had also heard about the Wildlands Expansion Order.

Coupled with the warning from the old man in black, they were already prepared.

There were a total of 45 Ogres in the Ogre Tribe, and every one of them was in the prime of their lives.

They migrated down from the Screaming Mountains to survive. They did not attack the White River Valley because the monsters in the Screaming Mountains were restrained by the Order Force.

This was the imprisonment that Lance had set up all those years ago.

Only when an outsider took the initiative to invade would the Order Power be dispelled.

All the Ogres were excited!

They had long wanted to go down the mountain and taste the humans. It was just that they did not have the chance.

After all, the meat of a Gnoll was too sour and could not be eaten.

Now that Marvin had issued an order to expand the Wildlands and launch an attack on them, this meant that the shackles that bound them were no longer there.

They could recklessly charge into human territory and occupy their own territory.

This was the dream of every Ogre.

In fact, if not for their leader's stern warning, most of the Ogres would have rushed down and smashed the weak humans into meat patties.

They could no longer suppress their bloodthirst.

They did not understand why their leader insisted on defending the mountain. Wouldn't it be better to just charge down?

These humans could not possibly be a match for the powerful Ogres!

After all, every ogre was born with a racial specialty — Innate Divine Strength!

This meant that their starting strength would not be lower than 20 points!

This was a terrifying number.

In addition to their strong regenerative abilities and powerful physique — other than lacking in agility, Ogres were almost perfect warriors.

As for humans?

In the eyes of the Ogres, humans were just a type of food that tasted good.

However, in this Ogre tribe, the leader's orders were above everything else. They knew of his great strength and would not easily offend him.

Since the leader said to defend the mountain, then so be it.

In any case, the leader had promised that one day, he would lead them down this mountain and into the human's territory, where they would hunt for their favorite prey.



Two miles west of the Ogre Mountain.

At Ma Wen's signal, the army stopped advancing.

At this distance, both sides could see each other.

With the sprinting speed of an adult Ogre, they could reach the human camp in three minutes. So, it was necessary to maintain a certain distance.

At the foot and halfway up the mountain, there were already tight defenses.

This was not the style of the Ogres.

Ma Wen frowned slightly.

If they attacked the mountain by force, the situation would be very tragic. The Ogres occupied the high ground, and there were many rocks beside them. With their terrifying arm strength, they could throw these rocks a quarter of a mile away!

If they forced their way up the mountain, they would be smashed to death before they could reach the Ogres!

"This is not good."

Ma Wen saw the fear in the eyes of the people behind him. They were all mortals. If they were hit by those rocks, they would die without a doubt.

"We have to think of a way to chase these monsters down from the mountain."

Ma Wen waved his sword and immediately gave the first order.

Soon, under the protection of a patrol team from River Beach City, the six catapults began to move forward.

The rest of the troops spread out, maintaining their distance as they slowly surrounded the mountain.

Since the Ogres weren't willing to come down, they didn't have to worry about the Ogres' charge.

Ma Wen's strategy was simple. No matter what, they had to chase the Ogres down from the mountain!

Forcing them to fight on flat ground was the only way to obtain victory.

Meanwhile, the six Stone Catapults Madeline sent over became his key to victory.

The normal range of a normal catapult was around one-sixth of a mile to one-fifth of a mile.

However, the six stone catapults Madeline provided weren't ordinary goods.

They were enchanted with magic, and their range was doubled.

Each catapult had four soldiers in charge of operating it, and one was the commander.

The logistics team was in charge of transporting carts of rocks, which were smeared with turpentine and hot oil.

Even if it was a probing attack, Ma Wen wanted to test the Ogre tribe's trump card.

Finally, under the cover of the others, the army arrived about half a mile below the Ogre Mountain.

The six catapults maintained a certain distance. The soldiers nervously adjusted their angles and took aim.

The Ogres on the mountain were clearly uneasy.

Some Ogres angrily threw rocks at the mountain.

They were strong, but they were still a distance away from smashing into the humans.

Under Ma Wen's orders, everyone made their preparations. Once the Ogres were angered and charged down the mountain, they would fight according to the strategy that Ma Wen had set.

Only then would they be able to take down the mountain with the least amount of effort.

"Sir Ma Wen, the catapults are ready!"

The commander shouted loudly.

Ma Wen's sword pointed at the 'fortress' the Ogres had built halfway up the mountain and ordered, "Smash it!"

In the next second, the sound of something shattering rang out. More than a dozen pieces of gravel suddenly left the human camp. With the support of magic, every piece of gravel flew very high!

Not only that, but because of the turpentine and hot oil smeared on the rocks, under the high speed friction, every rock turned into a burning rock!

Rumble!

The rocks smashed into the Ogre fortress. In that instant, a trace of disorder appeared on the mountainside.

"Continue!"

Ma Wen said fiercely.

Soon after, the next round of projectiles was ready.

Everyone looked on nervously.

After three rounds, the mountainside had turned into a sea of flames. The Ogres were incomparably furious.

Even though these flames could not harm them, they were enraged.

They all roared angrily and bared their teeth at the foot of the mountain. They wanted to immediately charge down!

However, what made Ma Wen feel strange was that even after such provocation, the Ogres still did not attack!

"Who is their leader?"

Ma Wen did his best to search for clues. However, the Ogres all looked similar, and he could not see who was giving orders.

"Sir? Do you want to continue? "The commander of the catapult asked.

Before Ma Wen could reply, suddenly, a person with light black skin charged out from the Ogres halfway up the mountain!

He roared angrily and jumped down from the mountainside!

Boom!

After a loud sound, a catapult was smashed into pieces by his huge body!

As for himself, he was unscathed.

Everyone was shocked.

Ma Wen's mouth twitched — Iron Armor?

Legendary Ogre?!



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