When the Orcs appeared in front of the Knights, most of the Knights were still sitting on the ground. "What? What happened? "
The Orcs didn't give them a chance to hesitate. They swung their Machetes and Axes, and many of the Knights were bleeding before they could react. The remaining Knights struggled to stand up, but a strong Horned Beast knocked them to the ground and hacked down with his Axe.
"Pa!" Innards splattered, and a Knight who had been groomed for nine years was disemboweled. The dissatisfied Horned Beast slashed twice, and blood, flesh, and broken bones flew in the air.
"Kill! Kill! " The Orc army swarmed in from all directions and broke the few kilometers long army into pieces. In the darkness, there were battles everywhere. The roars of the Orcs, the cries of the Humans, and the screams of the Orcs were incessant.
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! "
"Where are my squires? I need my armor! "
"Soldiers! Form a defensive line … Ah! "
"Protect the Earl! Protect the Earl! "
The defenseless Humans were scattered by the Orcs. In the chaos, the Orcs killed and bit any Humans they saw. Without the encouragement of the Holy Grail Knights, the Serf soldiers were defeated by the terrifying creatures. They threw down their weapons and screamed as they fled in all directions. Without a defensive line, they were drowned by the Orcs.
The giant Minotaurs used their machetes to cut open the fragile tent and grabbed a human to bite down on. The taste of human flesh only slightly satisfied their appetite. Soon, an even greater sense of hunger and bloodlust overwhelmed their senses. All that was left was their thirst.
The flowing blood, the falling heads, and the despair of the Humans were the best food for the Minotaurs.
The Humans were still trying to organize a defense. When the soldiers formed a defensive line in the camp, a more terrifying creature appeared.
"It's a Doomsday Bull! Retreat! Retreat! " Many people who recognized these terrifying creatures screamed. The moment these terrifying creatures appeared, they completely destroyed the soldiers' front line. They rushed into the army formation and easily killed the soldiers. Some soldiers were even directly grabbed and smashed to the ground, smashed into meat paste.
"Kill! Kill! Let the humans … dye the forest red with blood! "In the depths of the forest, the Beast King" Bloody Horn "Malas made his move.
A crudely made Orc chariot was dragged out by a few Razorbeasts. On top of the chariot was a large Chaos Altar. Tainted blood red energy was devouring all light on the altar, leaving behind only Chaos and Nothingness.
Unlike most believers of Chaos, the Orc King "Bloody Horn" Malas of the Arden Forest worshipped four Gods of Chaos.
This situation rarely happened because the Four Gods of Chaos were hostile to each other. The price of pleasing one God might be offending another God. When the blood and skulls were offered to Khorne, perhaps Perseus was gnashing his teeth and making Nurgle unhappy through schemes and tricks. Perhaps Tzeentch was already smiling.
Only those who had absolute confidence in their strength and believed that they could be favored and roped in by the Four Gods dared to make such a choice. These believers of the Four Gods of Chaos risked being abandoned by the God of Chaos and became Chaos Eggs. They resolutely chose the most difficult path.
In addition, there was also a belief in Chaos that the Four Gods didn't believe in. They only believed in Chaos itself. This religion was even more complicated. They believed that everything was controlled by Chaos, regardless of the differences in beliefs or the different names of Chaos. The human world was completely at the mercy of Chaos.
For example, in recent years, many cultists had been wandering the Brittany countryside. They claimed that the Lake Fairy was an incarnation of Tzeentch, one of the Four Gods of Chaos. The knights tried their best to suppress the confusion of the serfs, but many rumors still spread.
The terrifying Chaos chariot, driven by the Razorbeasts, charged into the camp like a monster. The chariot was made of rough wood, bent, and rusty nails. It hadn't undergone any design or exquisite craftsmanship. After carefully examining these weapons, everyone came to the same conclusion. They were only heavy wheelbarrows. Under the protection of the Chaos energy and the leadership of the Razorbeasts, the heavy two-wheeled chariot was like an iron drill that crushed the enemy's weak defense line.
The wheels of the chariot spun wildly. Tens of serfs were cut in half as they fled. They fell to the ground and wailed in agony.
"Kill! Let the Humans … dye the land red with blood! "The Beast King's call resounded throughout the dark forest.
"Hoo! Hoo! Ha! "The Orcs responded to the Beast King's call.
The Horned Beasts cheered wildly as they feasted on the flesh of the Humans. The Horned Beasts harvested the stragglers. The Horned Beasts and Large Minotaurs wreaked havoc in the Brittany army and destroyed any resistance.
The most terrifying creatures were the Doomsday Bulls. Their bodies were covered with the heads of the Knights. Many of the golden-haired, blue-eyed Brittany Knights were decapitated by the Doomsday Bulls. Many of the heads were still bleeding.
Military discipline, strategy, and battle formation were useless. In the dark forest, the heavy armor and shields of the Knights became burdens. Most of the Knights didn't have time to equip their armor. In the darkness, they could only rely on their innate physical and mental strength to fight against the Orcs.
Under such circumstances, how could the weak Humans be a match for the Orcs?
Half an hour later.
The surviving Knights of the Kingdom fell one after another, and the young Rangers were slaughtered. Many desperate soldiers charged at the Orcs and died on the spot. The serfs fled in all directions, and many of them were submerged in the mud.
Count Adelaide looked in disbelief as his army was split into tens of sections by the Orcs and swallowed by the Orc tide. "No … it shouldn't be like this."
"Retreat! Retreat! " The cries of retreat were heard in the camp. The red and blue Knight King's army was retreating in defeat. The Orcs were closing in on the center of the camp.
As professional soldiers, the knights of Britannia were also very tenacious. Many of them finally found their squires in the chaos. They put on their armor under the rain of javelins and fought hard despite the huge casualties.
In the torrential rain, the Knights were still directing the soldiers to tighten the defense line and rebuild the camp. Count Adelaide was escaping pathetically under the protection of his squires. The Count's eyes were red as he said, "Why did it become like this? Why did it become like this? "
His army was falling apart, but there was nothing he could do about it.
"My Count! Let's go! " The squires and his loyal Knights were escorting him as they retreated. They stepped on the muddy water and retreated past the hill where the Knights were guarding. Suddenly, they discovered a large number of Orcs behind them. A Doomsday Bull and tens of Large Minotaurs smiled maliciously and said, "It's … Humans … eat … kill!"
"We can't escape, Count. There are Orcs everywhere!" A squire cried in despair.
"Hold the position, hold the position!" Adred had no choice but to shout, "Everyone, gather here!"
The rest of the army gathered at the hill where the count was. By the time this army had formed a line of defense, there were only six thousand left of the fifteen thousand soldiers. The remaining nine thousand were all buried in the Bone Forest.
The soldiers and the remaining Serfs formed the first line of defense. The Knights, who had suffered heavy casualties, formed the second line. In the middle were the surviving Counts and other nobles. They shouted loudly and built a defensive perimeter to repel the waves of Orcs. They watched in agony as the Orcs executed the injured Knights and soldiers. Then, they enjoyed a sumptuous feast.
"It's … it's daybreak?" After a night of hard fighting, Count Adelaide raised his head and saw that it was daybreak.
"Count! What did Marquis Uncy say? "a Knight asked hastily.
"Marquis Uncy said that they were caught in the heavy rain and were unable to reinforce us!" Adelaide put down the Magical Communication Tool. He didn't care that he was drenched and had a sleepless night. His eyes were swollen as he shouted fiercely, "He asked us to break out of the encirclement, but … how can we break out of the encirclement?"
Adelaide was filled with regret. He didn't expect such a thing to happen. His army didn't underestimate the enemy. Why did the sudden heavy rain coincide with the Orcs' surprise attack?
It was still raining. The heavy rain from midnight to morning made the army tired and hungry. The Orcs attacked wave after wave, and every moment, soldiers fell to the ground. Some of the Royal Knights only had one sword, but they resisted stubbornly. "For the Lady! For Brittany! "
Deep in the forest, the Orc King, Bloody Horn, Malas sneered and said, "The … false gods in the lake? They have … abandoned … you. "
"Attack … the Humans … for the last time!"
"They … can't hold on any longer!"
At noon on the 7th of September, seeing that the situation was hopeless, Count Adelaide decided to lead the Knights to break out of the encirclement. He led more than 100 Knights and 150 squires to break out of the encirclement of the Orcs and disappeared into the heavy rain.
The Orcs didn't give chase. The Orc King had thought of a strategy. Instead, he ordered the remaining Orcs to continue attacking the hill.
Thus, on the night of the 7th of September, after losing their commander, the remaining 6,000 human soldiers were completely annihilated. Not a single one of them managed to escape.
The Orcs celebrated their victory. They stripped the corpses of the Knights and hung the skulls on their bodies. Thousands of headless corpses were piled up higher than a mountain. Many filthy creatures evolved. The inferior Horned Beasts became Horned Beasts, while the Horned Beasts evolved into Great Horned Beasts. The Great Horned Beasts had the mark of an evil God. That was proof that they were favored by the Chaos Gods.
"Ah! Ah, ah, ah, ah! Lady! Save me! Save me! " A young Ranger Knight was crawling in the muddy water. He was in despair as he prayed frantically to the Lake Fairy.
"Lowly … maggot, useless … Humans!" The Orc King walked behind him and opened his bloody mouth.
"Ah, ah! No! No! "The Ranger Knight was dragged by his legs into the depths of the dark forest.
There, a grand Chaos Ritual was about to begin. The surviving Knights would be sacrificed to the Dark God in exchange for his blessings.
"Next step … the Castle."
…
On the morning of the 9th of September, Count Adelaide brought a small group of Orcs back to Jursen Castle. However, Jursen Castle was besieged by 13,000 Orcs.
In the Main Hall of the Tower of the Castle.
"D * mn! D * mn! D * mn! Why is the weather starting to clear up again? " Count Adelaide slammed his hand on the wooden table. He hadn't slept for two days, so he was in low spirits. "D * mn, there are too many Orcs. It's impossible for the garrison to defend the castle."
Jursen Castle was located in the middle of the valley. It had good defensive capabilities and a large number of defensive equipment. However, it couldn't cover the lack of soldiers. Of the 200 soldiers who followed Count Adelaide to break out of the encirclement, only a hundred were left. There were only a few dozen Knights and a thousand soldiers in the castle. They couldn't defend the castle from the Orcs' attack.
A Royal Knight walked in and said anxiously, "My Count, without reinforcements, we're doomed!"
"What can we do? We can only defend the Castle to the death! The only good news is that Marquis Uncy is leading the Middle Army back! " Through the window of the tower, the Count could see the countless Orcs besieging the Castle. The dark mass extended to the end of his vision.
Marquis Uncy had to rush back to save Jursen Castle.
This was because there were large amounts of military supplies piled up there, as well as most of the rations for the left and middle armies. Apart from the right army led by Leon, who could bring all the rations for the army due to their small numbers, the left and middle armies, which had a large number of people, needed to be supplied with rations from Jursen Castle.
Count Adelaide, who had suffered a crushing defeat, was scolded harshly by Marquis Uncy.
"Adelaide, you're a foolish bastard and a shameless scum. You're the disgrace of the Knights and the lucky star of the Orcs! How did you manage to wipe out an army of more than fifteen thousand men in one night? "Marquis Anshe scolded Marquis Adred over the magic communication channel.
"It's not my fault! My Marquis, it's obvious that the Right Army is lying! They didn't encounter the main force of the Orcs, but they lied so that I could advance without worry. In the end, I was ambushed! "Count Adelaide immediately explained.
"Let's talk about this later. Persevere for three days. After three days, you'll receive reinforcements!" Marquis Uncy knew that he had to return. He ordered the army to turn around and return to Jursen Castle.
The Knights had lost the Battle of Knights. They might not encounter the Demons Cliff again. Thinking of this outcome, Marquis Uncy's face turned pale. This was his first time commanding a Knight's army. If this was the outcome, how was he going to answer to his Lady and King?
Wait.
Marquis Uncy felt that he had a chance.
Wasn't this the decisive battle that he wanted?
If he could annihilate the Orcs outside Jursen Castle, his Battle of Knights wouldn't be considered a failure.
As long as Adelaide persevered for three days, his army would arrive. The military report stated that the Orcs wouldn't be able to last long under a pincer attack.
Yes! The key to turning defeat into victory was here!
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