Stratholme God

Chapter 132 Elimination of Fear (3 more)
(Leader gavemepower plus 7/20)
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The best way to get rid of your fear is to face it!

Nothing trains soldiers like an actual battle.

A soldier who has never seen blood will always be a rookie.

Even if these new recruits have seen the tied orc warriors, and have justly beaten some orc warrior captives, it feels like a different thing to really face the orc army that is killing them like a tide.

"Hold it! Hold it! Don't use one hand! Use both hands!" The squad leader roared loudly.Let the muscular heavy infantry at the front end smash the shield.

After improvement, the heavy infantry did not use ordinary kite-shaped shields for a long time.

Unless he was promoted to a professional, relying on arm strength and a kite-shaped shield alone, he couldn't carry the violent drug-addicted orc.

Today's heavy infantry use large tower shields, 75cm wide and 150cm high.

The outside is made of insane 1cm thick mithril. If it weren't for the many X-shaped structures made of wooden boards in the middle, it would look like a metal low door.

Inside there is a hand strap for the left arm and an extra handle for easy support with both hands.

There are also two movable brackets at the lower part of the shield, which can be opened up to [-] degrees as the support of the shield.

Even such a super large shield, in the face of the impact of the orcs, is still almost unable to withstand it.

"Lok'Tar!"

Accompanied by a roar, the orc who rushed to the front rushed over with four or five crossbow arrows on his shoulders, bloody all over his body.

At the last three meters, the whole person jumped up and bowed in a C-shape in mid-air. All the muscles and muscles were fully stretched, and when the head came down, he jumped and chopped!
"Boom-"

The loud noise exploded, and the heavy infantry felt like the earth was shaking!

His ears were buzzing, and he was dizzy. It took him a few seconds to come back to himself in horror.

The large shield he was struggling to withstand had a huge dent in the upper part, which was almost big enough to put a human head inside.

If it was replaced with an ordinary iron shield, most of it would have burst on the spot, and even the human soldiers who resisted behind the shield would be finished together. At least two of their arms would be broken, which was still shattered.

But even though the mithril shield showed signs of cracking, it still carried it tenaciously.

The reason why the bloodthirsty orc didn't make up for it was simply that the pikemen behind the heavy infantry mustered up their courage, and while the heavy infantry took the first blow, they stabbed violently, piercing the orc's broad green chest into pieces. Broken sack.

"Ha ha!"

"I killed him!"

"Help here-"

"what--"

Despite the embarrassment, even though many people were injured in one round of impact, the golden light flashing above the wounded soldiers gave the soldiers infinite courage.

It was [Holy Flash] cast by paladins and priests standing on the top of the city.

As long as it is not a troublesome injury such as a broken bone, ordinary stab wounds, scratches, or even a severed neck, Holy Light has a high chance of saving your life.

More than a thousand priests and paladins overtreated the front-line soldiers throughout the process, which is outrageous.

Don't forget, Stratholme is the place with the most priests in the entire Eastern Kingdom!
The godfather of a certain duke is the head of the Church of the Holy Light of the Seven Kingdoms, ahem, archbishop.

There are unlucky ghosts who are constantly injured and will not recover for a while. They are dragged out of the army line from the predetermined passage behind by their companions, and their own civilian husbands carry them away on stretchers.

But the front, after the initial panic of the recruits, held up.

On the wall of the Urn City, Rivendell slowly put down his hand that was raised high.

"Take a break!"

One by one, the crossbowmen who had aimed at the orcs retreated silently behind the arrow stacks.

The orcs attacked one wave after another. They seemed to oppress the human formation, but no one noticed that the human beings actually formed a circular formation. Every time the front was damaged, they collectively moved clockwise.And in the process of moving, the wounded soldiers were continuously withdrawn.

Every orc rushing to the front has to face a deadly large shield soldier, a light infantry with a sword, and the spears of four spearmen all the time.

The orcs roared and pushed forward, seemingly compressing the human formation, but in fact, not many human soldiers really died.

The fierce battle went on for almost an hour, and the orcs didn't even notice that the enemy before them had replaced a third legion.

The so-called one blast, then decay, and exhaustion.

The orc finally realized that he could not win this battle.

They instinctively fled to the gate blocked by the jack gate.

"Boom, boom, boom!" A few of the burliest orcs crazily smashed the steel gate with their weapons in their strong desire to escape.

Then they were pulled away, and the ogres behind them were upset. These larger, terrifying humanoid creatures were generally more than three meters tall.An ogre wields a large metal rod that should have been removed from a statue, the diameter alone is as thick as an adult's thigh.

The seemingly solid steel door was actually pierced through abruptly.

These savage creatures just tore apart the large steel plate like a piece of paper, tearing it into a big hole that could allow the ogre to pass through.

The most outrageous thing is next to it, there are also a few ogres who can't wait, carrying a big tree trunk hugged by two people, and go straight to the city wall.

After they worked tirelessly for 3 minutes, the city wall was smashed through.

Thousands of orcs ran away in a swarm like this, not minding the soft rain of arrows falling on their heads when they passed the bridge.

A human crossbowman couldn't bear it and wanted to shoot the orc deserter with an arrow. He suddenly found that the crossbow he raised had been pushed down.

"What are you doing... sorry, Your Excellency Brigadier General."

It was Rivendell who came.

Not only the archer, but everyone else didn't understand.

Rivendell said loudly: "I know everyone is puzzled, why I don't let everyone shoot those goddamn green skins."

Everyone nodded in unison.

"Our lord—the Duke of Stratholme said, 'The biggest gap between us and the orcs lies in the infantry. Only when all legions have combat experience can we win this final battle against the orcs!'." Rivendell Pointing to the bottom of the city wall, there were young faces full of excitement and excitement: "Now, our [-]nd, [-]th and [-]th legions have combat experience!"

The entire Urn City in front was filled with corpses of orcs, but there were very few corpses of human soldiers covered with white cloth on the ground behind.

Everyone was immediately convinced.

"Long live the Duke of Stratholme!"

"Long live Lordaeron—"

"Long live the Union—"

Loud cheers echoed throughout the fortress.

On the top of the rear fortress, McDonald smiled: "Do you understand? My vassal."

Seriek's eyes were bright: "The lord is wise."

"You can't hurt the orcs. I want them to enjoy the 'fruits of victory' a little bit. Only after we finish training our troops will we allow them to fall into the abyss of death!"

Correct!
From the beginning to the end, it was nothing but a military training conspiracy by someone named Mai.

The main structure of the fortress was originally three floors inside and three floors outside.The layer that the orcs smashed through just now is a temporary city wall made of ice blocks, and it will be smashed if it is smashed.

A [-]-jin gate... How much better a city gate do you want from a temporary city wall?
(End of this chapter)