The elite warriors of the clan who were killed by Enzo in a row, and the thousands of orcs who broke through suddenly retreated hundreds of meters.
Although those tiger and werewolf generals shouted sharply, trying to stabilize their positions, those ordinary orcs were shocked by Enzo's strong strength, shocked by the invincibility shown by an ordinary human in the face of invincible orc warriors, and they retreated uncontrollably.
The tiger cavalry and werewolf cavalry were in chaos, and the warriors of the two vassal races, the cat man and the kobold, were also in disarray.
The ranks of the orcs had become extremely messy the moment they retreated, and in the end they were almost tangled together like a mess.
The tigerman's horned rhinoceros trampled the wolf's body, the wolf gnawed on the hooves of the horned rhinoceros, and the cat man and kobold scurried between their mounts.
The three wizards of Odin's Templars in the air lowered their altitude at the same time, and instead of caring about Enzo standing on the hillside, they shouted to the orc warriors.
The sorcerers of the temple have a sacred and inviolable status in the hearts of the orcs, and the efforts of the three sorcerers finally cleared up the confused minds of these orcs a little, and under the command of their own generals, they retreated while preparing to form a queue.
Three sniper crossbows, as vicious as poisonous snakes, shot out and silently rushed into the air at a height of 100 meters, accurately piercing the throats of the three Templars.
The wizards' bodies froze, fist-sized holes in their throats, and the sniper crossbow exploded on them, sending their heads and half of their bodies into a rain of blood.
The orc warriors were confused, and they looked at the sniped wizards at a loss, and the sacrosanct wizard was actually shot like a bird, which simply subverted all the education they had received since childhood.
The sorcerers of the Templars were taught from childhood that they were invincible and immortal, that they were servants of the gods, and that they possessed the power of the gods.
But the servants of the gods will also be killed, and those who have the power of the gods will also be shot to death Enzo clenched his fists hard, well done, Vic.
You fucking nice job bastard The sword swung forward heavily, and Enzo rushed down like a gust of wind.
Behind him hooves thundered.
Three thousand heavy cavalry of the Gallic Royal Forbidden Army appeared like ghosts at the top of the hillside, and they formed a column of 100 men to rush down the hillside like a torrent that broke through the embankment.
These heavy cavalry were draped in golden armor throughout.
Magical patterns circulate on the surface of the armor.
Unleash a dazzling halo of magic.
They rode a spotted wildebeest, secretly bred by the Gallic Empire and bred from a hybrid of thoroughbred horses and unicorns, which was an artificial mount with extremely fast speed, extremely strong strength, extremely long staying power, and medium-grade Warcraft combat power.
The five-meter-long spear lay flat, and the head of the spear inlaid with magic patterns shimmered with a dazzling cold light.
Three thousand heavy cavalry, whose strength was generally at the top of the rank and pinnacle of status, surged down from the hillside with the advantage of the terrain, and in just three or five breaths, they crashed into the orc brigade.
Enzo had already rushed in front of the tiger generals and werewolf generals, and a scorching breath erupted from his body.
He swelled to the size of the orc generals.
He didn't use his fighting spirit at all, and completely relied on his strength to snatch a heavy axe.
Then with a fierce axe, he cut off a tiger general who didn't have time to react at all.
When the axe blade severed the tiger man's body, everyone seemed to hear the sound of a violent autumn wind blowing through the trees.
The speed of the axe slash was so fast that both of the tigerman's bodies flew up with the wind rolled up by the axe, and smashed heavily on the companions around him.
Blood sprayed the faces of his companions, and the tigers and werewolves instinctively closed their eyes, and then, with the heavy axe, tore open their bodies.
Like a weeder that doesn't know how to get tired, Enzo unleashed a whirlwind of steel with a heavy axe, and rushed into the place where the orcs and masters gathered.
His strength is so strong.
Inherited from the terrifying power of the giant's bloodline, it has been tempered by the potion mixed by the osmanthus tree and has terrifying abilities that ordinary creatures can't imagine at all.
Enzo's strength, explosiveness, and endurance far surpassed those of these orcs.
He gasped as low as a giant dragon, and the big axe brought a series of piercing arcs, instantly chopping more than a dozen tiger and werewolf generals around him into pieces.
The tiger-man and werewolf cavalry were in disarray, the cat-man soldiers let out a high-pitched cry, and most of the cat-men fled in all directions, while a small number of loyal and brave cat-men rushed towards Enzo desperately.
The kobolds fled far away, and then they drew their short bows made of bones and horns, and the dense barrage of arrows rained down on Enzo.
Enzo's body erupted with a wave of purple-gold qi, and the fighting qi of the peak of the heavenly rank rolled on the surface of his body, although the arrows of the orcs were dense, but the arrows were all made of ordinary wooden poles and wolf teeth, and the heaven-level fighting qi was rolled, and all the arrows were driven into ashes.
Before the orcs could launch a siege on Enzo, three thousand heavy horsemen had swept in.
Thousands of horses rolled Pinggang, and the blood and rain flew everywhere they passed, and the flesh and bones turned into mud.
The armor on the three thousand heavy horsemen weighed a thousand catties, plus the weight of the spotted wildebeest itself of more than 3,000 catties, they roared down from the gentle slope of 45 degrees, and the impact force was already desperate.
The more than fifty tigermen warriors in the first row dropped their weapons and instinctively raised their thick shields.
The spears were accurately pointed at their shields, the spear heads inlaid with magic patterns spewed out cold light, the thick shields cast by ordinary metal were shattered, and the tiger warriors puffed up their chests in despair and pride, they cursed all humans angrily, watching the spears pierce into their bodies, feeling the elemental power urged by the magic patterns raging in their chests, stirring their internal organs into pieces.
The first group of tiger warriors died with chest explosions, and the heavy cavalry continued to charge forward with a roar, and teams of tiger warriors, werewolf knights, and groups of orcs fell in rows under the dense forest of cavalry spears.
The wolves screeched unwillingly, and they tried to scare the heavy cavalry mounts into falling off their horses, and the wolf mounts of the werewolves had done so countless times, and they had achieved so many times.
When an ordinary horse hears the howl of a wolf, it will often fall to the ground with weak hooves, and let the wolf slaughter it.
But these royal knights are not ordinary horses, but brindle wildebeests formed by the hybrids of horses and unicorns, which themselves have the combat power of mid-level demonic beasts, and they are extremely brave, much stronger than these wolves.
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Faced with the futile screams of the wolves, the tall and burly spotted wildebeest chose to fly their hooves and stomp their heads to pieces.
With a single charge, the already chaotic queue of orcs completely collapsed.
Several Titans not far away roared angrily, and the two Lava Titans were about to unleash their innate magic to attack the torrent-like heavy cavalry from the side, and the fierce screams of killing came from behind them.
Marshal Bean's two armies of 10,000 men were outflanked from both flanks, and a heavy cavalry of 1,000 men roared towards the Titans, while the other light cavalry circled far behind the chaotic orc brigade, cutting off their way of retreat.
The remaining fifteen-odd infantry were lined up in a neat, heavy phalanx, smashing down from the flanks like two hammers towards the orc brigade.
The infantry were still hundreds of meters away from the orc brigade, and the strong archers began to shoot.
The special heavy arrow with a length of 1.20 meters was thrown into the air at a height of 100 meters by the longbow, and after cutting a light and graceful arc, it shot hundreds of meters and accurately fell into the ranks of the orcs.
The thick-skinned tigermen could barely resist this kind of arrow, and they could shoot three or two heavy arrows, but werewolves, cats, and kobolds did not have such strong defenses.
Vast swaths of orcs howled and were hit by specially crafted heavy arrows, each arrow cutting a fist-sized hole in them.
Once those petite cat-people are hit by heavy arrows, their bodies will even scatter and explode, and their fragile bodies simply cannot withstand the terrifying impact attached to the arrows.
For a while, blood mist and rotten flesh were splashed, and the warriors of the Gallic Empire let out a high-pitched shouting of killing, waving their butcher knives to their heart's content, and frantically harvesting the lives of the orcs under the leadership of Enzo.
Enzo unleashed a whirlwind of flesh and blood, and wherever the orcs dared to resist, he swung his great axe and rushed to it.
And where Enzo appeared, the orcs there immediately broke down and fled.
Gradually, the total number of more than 5,000 orcs faced the blow of a mere 20,000 human troops, and it was rare to completely collapse.
The orcs scattered in all directions, but they were chased by the human cavalry, who mercilessly slew them from behind.
The orcs let out a terrible wail, and they finally felt the sadness of being slaughtered and tortured.
But the human soldiers did not show mercy, this is not a civil war between humans, they do not need prisoners.
It's a life-and-death battle between races and races, either you die or I die, and there's no middle choice Kill orcs, or be killed by orcs At this moment, under the leadership of the invincible Enzo, the soldiers of the Gallic Empire resolutely slaughtered all the orcs.
The loss of more than 5,000 people is not even a drop in the bucket for the huge army of orcs.
But for the Gallic Empire, this was the greatest victory achieved by the Gallic Empire in the attack and defense of the Black Crow Gorge, which lasted for more than two months.
Before this, the greatest gain of the Gallic Empire was nothing more than the systematic annihilation of a hundred-man team of orcs As a result of this battle, the name Entemart became an overnight success in the Gallic Empire, and the Holy Light I generously made Enzo a hereditary count of merit in the Empire, and designated five cities around the city of Malt in the province of Easte as his hereditary counties
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