Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

The Orc Legion Commander, Tamiro, watched the retreating Orc forces with a grim face.

His eyes were filled with anger and unwillingness, as his originally confident plan had come to such a dismal end.

They had set out with thirty thousand, and retreated with less than twenty thousand, and those were all elites.

This enormous loss made his heart ache.

Originally, they thought they could settle the human soldiers in one battle.

After all, these human soldiers actually dared to leave the city and fight them in the wild.

Their plan was very simple.

Teomi would launch the first attack, using his powerful strength and courageous charge to attract the attention of the human army.

When the main force of the Orcs engaged in close combat with the human army, they would then launch a collective charge, breaking through the fortress cluster in one fell swoop.

In their eyes, this plan was so perfect that it had almost no flaws.

Anyway, for so many years, the Orcs had never lost in wild battles.

However, reality gave them a heavy blow.

The tenacious resistance of the humans exceeded their imagination.

The mysterious sound equipment disrupted the rhythm of their war songs, and the attacks of the catapults, the appearance of the hedgehog formation, and the baptism of magic and rain of arrows plunged the Orc army into chaos and difficulty.

The death of Teomi further plummeted their morale.

Tamiro gritted his teeth, his heart filled with anger.

This defeat was not only a loss of troops, but also a heavy blow to the morale of the Orc army.

He had to come up with a countermeasure as soon as possible, otherwise the situation of this war would be extremely unfavorable to them.

He scanned the battlefield, contemplating his next move.

They couldn't just give up, the glory and dignity of the Orc army did not allow them to retreat.

They had to regroup, find new opportunities, and launch a counterattack against the human army.

Tamiro, with a gloomy face, stared at Faltu and Caron, and asked, "Faltu, Caron, do you have any good ideas?"

Besides Teomi, who died in battle, these two had the most contact with the human army in front of them, and their opinions might bring a glimmer of hope to the current predicament.

Caron recalled the mysterious knight order from the beginning, and his scalp tingled. A trace of fear appeared in his eyes as he slowly said, "Legion Commander, the humans have not yet used their full strength. They have a very powerful knight order that can directly defeat our heavy infantry phalanx, and a very fast ranger force.

They are equipped with cavalry crossbows that can easily kill our elite wolf cavalry."

Faltu then added, "That's right, I have to admit that the humans' crossbows are developing very quickly.

If possible, I would like to seize some and copy them."

The Minotaur Orc leader, Damu, said with disdain, "What a joke, what's the use of seizing them? We Orcs can't make such things."

Tamiro listened to their arguments and fell into deep thought.

The Orc army could no longer attack recklessly like before, and had to come up with a more comprehensive strategy.

Faltu suggested, "Legion Commander, we can summon the goblins wandering in the wilderness to act as cannon fodder to consume the humans' arrows." His eyes flashed with cunning light, as if he had already seen the dawn of victory.

Goblins were the most numerous creatures in the northern wilderness, with a strong birth rate, short growth time, and extremely adaptability, just like cockroaches.

Their number was a hundred times, or even more, than that of the Orcs.

In order to ensure the Orcs' dominance in the northern wilderness, the Orcs hunted a large number of goblins every year to serve as food for the lower tribes.

The goblins' combat power was the lowest in the northern wilderness, but it was still considerable in the human world. Two or three goblins could besiege and kill an untrained farmer.

Once they acted on a large scale, their combat power was still very considerable.

Tamiro's eyes lit up when he heard this. He seemed to see the hope of reversing the battle, and the haze in his heart disappeared. "Good idea, Faltu, you will be responsible for this matter."

Faltu accepted the order and left. He had to summon enough goblins to prepare for the Orc army's next attack.

Faltu already had a judgment in his heart.

"This will also be a new test. If the goblins can play the expected role, or we can conquer the entire continent with the help of the goblins."

On the human side, they did not know the Orcs' new plan.

They were still immersed in the joy of the first battle's victory, nervously repairing the fortresses, preparing to meet the Orcs' next attack.

Under Soren's command, the Northwest Mage Corps continuously cast earth magic behind the fortress cluster, building a large number of earth walls.

Those thick earth walls rose from the ground, like guardians of the earth.

These earth walls could not effectively defend against the Orcs, but they could block the Orcs' charge.

When the Orcs came surging, these earth walls would become obstacles on their path, forcing them to slow down.

Unless they bulldozed all the way, it would take a lot of time, and during this time, it would create an excellent opportunity for the archers on the fortress.

Soren did not return to Stamm City, but built a camp a hundred meters behind the fortress cluster.

This would become the position of the Northwest Mage Corps, as well as the position of the magic cannon troops.

Tents stood in rows, flags fluttered, and soldiers busily shuttled through them, carrying out various preparations in a tense and orderly manner.

In the large tent, Soren looked at the temporary battlefield map, his expression solemn.

His fingers gently tapped on the map, as if thinking about every strategic point.

"The Orcs lost the first battle, and they will definitely not let the main force lead the attack in the second battle. They will definitely send a large number of cannon fodder troops to attack the fortress cluster and consume the fortress cluster's arrows." Soren's voice was steady and powerful, revealing an accurate judgment of the situation.

Countess Fiana was surprised by the map in front of her, and her eyes were filled with admiration.

She did not expect that someone could draw such a realistic map, which gave her a deeper understanding of Soren's military talents.

Jean Lerang said confidently, "There is no need to worry about arrows at all. We have already considered this issue.

We have specially manufactured a batch of inferior arrowheads."

The so-called inferior arrowheads were arrowheads that had not been polished, but were directly cast from pig iron, which was incredibly cheap and highly efficient to produce.

Fulgar's arrow workshop could produce over a hundred thousand of such arrows a day.

Although inferior arrowheads might not be able to harm mid-level Orc warriors, they could still pierce the bodies of low-level Orcs under the powerful potential energy of bows and crossbows, especially those Orcs without armor protection.