Warlord: King of All Clans

Looking at the orcs rushing within fifty meters, the infantry captain Vic raised his hand, and all the melee troops under his command raised their javelins.

All fifty River Bay infantrymen were equipped with three heavy javelins, but only a small half of the remaining three hundred infantrymen and cavalrymen were equipped with throwing weapons.

But when put together, there were a total of one hundred throwing weapons, raised to the shoulders, waiting for the order to launch.

As Vic waved his hand and gave orders, hundreds of short spears, throwing axes, and chains of various colors flew out at the same time, slaughtering the orc troops that had rushed within a distance of thirty meters.

But before Vicci could give the order to launch a second shot, one of the knights of the corner flag, who had already lost control of his temper, drew his sword and shouted, "Tyr! Charge!"

Under his encouragement, hundreds of infantrymen in front of him subconsciously launched a charge.

The comrades around him were forced to abandon their shield formation and catch up with the main force, carrying swords and shields.

Their corner flag commander had already planned this, and he urged his horses and infantry to push forward.

The collision was thirty meters away, but in the blink of an eye, the surging crowd collided with each other.

Blood splattered and shouts of killing shook the sky.

Even among the archers who had just retreated to the flank, many of them gave up shooting in this intense fighting atmosphere, drew out their one-handed weapons and joined the battle.

The chaotic battle situation prevented the River Bend Infantry from throwing the second javelin.

Only Leo's River Bay Infantry and Wild Folk Hunters stood still, looking at their messy teammates with contempt.

The shield formation of the River Bay Infantry still stood motionless like a reef, so much so that dozens of sword and shield infantry of the Petukhov family in the surrounding area also hesitated and stopped, looking back frequently to see the commander's flag.

The wild hunters, who had gone through countless training and many battles, were so calm that they did not even change the frequency of their archery. They still calmly concentrated their fire or aimed their arrows according to the fixed frequency during training, and killed their targets steadily.

Leo felt powerless as he looked at the chaotic battlefield.

Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will win every battle.

Everyone knows this, but to apply it in practice, it still requires accumulation of experience.

Leo felt that he had done well enough. He knew the enemy well before the battle and was extremely confident of winning the battle, but he still failed to know himself well.

Although he was mentally prepared for his teammates' lack of military quality, the poor performance of the corner flags still gave him a headache.

You can just wait for the enemy to come and crush them, why are you rushing out?

Are you competing with the orcs to see who is dumber?

If this was a battle of six hundred to six hundred, even if we won it would be a pyrrhic victory.

Fortunately, after the long-range attacks of the archers, the orc warriors, who were the main force, were almost wiped out. The only ones left were coolies and the old and weak, and their numbers were crushed by the human troops.

After a hard melee, the orc army was completely wiped out.

Kill 300 enemies, kill 50! Injure 100!

The strength of the orc laborers is greater than that of the regular human infantry. Perhaps their combat quality and skills are not high, but at least the woodcutting axes and pickaxes in their hands have been used for many years and are very handy, and they weigh more than ten pounds.

Swing with all your strength, those with shields can withstand a few hits, but those without shields will be seriously crippled if not killed.

Many regular infantrymen who were hit on the head or shoulders by axes from the orc laborers looked like cans that had been hammered, with both their bodies and armor deformed.

Even if such seriously injured people don't die immediately, no one can save them.

Only the old and weak orcs who fought with bone spears and stone axes caused limited damage to the armored infantry, causing a lot of minor and serious casualties to the human troops.

After the battle, the infantrymen began to scramble to cut off the orcs' heads, and there was another round of chaos.

There is almost no profit to be gained from fighting with orcs, but the military merit is very great. The head of an orc warrior is worth more than killing a human heavy-armored elite.

The corner flagman who first shouted the charge slogan met Leo's cold gaze and immediately realized his mistake.

It is not an outstanding performance for a squad leader to lead his troops to charge before the commander gives the order on the battlefield.

If he were in the Empire's standing army, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to drag him out and execute him.

But the corner flagman was not afraid at all. The Lord's Legion had always been like this. No one could convince anyone else, and he could be the first to file a complaint.

The Knight of the Corner Flag shouted in accusation: "Leo Mondo! Why don't your soldiers attack?"

He pointed his sword at the Reachmen again. "You cowards! You stand by while your comrades fight to the death! You are unworthy of the name of the brave sons of Tyr!"

The River Bend Infantry, along with the remaining dozens of sword and shield infantry, maintained their formation and did not join the melee.

Instead, they advanced slowly, blocked the orcs' escape route, and killed any that escaped.

It was also because of the lack of the strength of these one hundred sword and shield infantry that the remaining three hundred miscellaneous soldiers suffered heavy casualties.

Hearing the loud scolding from the Knight of the Corner Flag, some sword and shield infantrymen showed ashamed expressions.

Leo finally couldn't bear it anymore and raised his hand and said, "Kill him!"

The Rose Knight next to him took out a silver shortbow, and a stream of light flew out, and the Knight with the Corner Flag fell off his horse.

The Rose Knight's enchanted shortbow is just as powerful as the Wildling Hunter's longbow and heavy arrows, and its armor-piercing ability at close range is even higher.

The arrow hit the corner flag knight's face accurately. The sharp arrow pierced through the iron helmet behind his head, and a piece of arrow head emerged.

Vic walked over, deftly cut off the head of the corner flag, and hung it on the flagpole.

This unusual movement shocked the corner flags watching the show nearby.

The soldiers who were originally happily counting the spoils and heads fell silent.

In their opinion, as long as the knight wins the battle, he will not be punished with death!

Leo had no intention of killing people to establish his authority. According to the values ​​of this group of half-soldier, half-bandit local corner flaggers, killing the corner flaggers who ignored military orders was not establishing authority at all, but making enemies.

He had originally planned to settle accounts with the other party after returning, but unfortunately the other party insisted on giving up his life on the spot.

But apparently no corner flag came to the rescue of the deceased, not even his two cousins.

Just because their own soldiers are a motley crowd doesn't mean they can't see how elite the River Bend infantry and the Wild Folk hunters are. After one battle, the corner flags had a deep understanding of the River Bend Lords' combat power.

After being poured a bucket of cold water by Leo, the restlessness of the entire army was suppressed, and the cleaning of the battlefield became much more polite.

The brutal Rio Mundo even dared to kill the Knight of the Corner Flag without any agreement, and he could kill any soldier who was fighting for the spoils.

After reorganizing the army, Leo led the team into the village, collected the spoils, and captured the remaining orc cubs.

Orc cubs are also very valuable.

Orcs can work at the age of five, and have the physique of a human adult at the age of ten. If they work hard until they die of exhaustion at the age of thirty, they can still provide more than twenty years of high-quality labor.

The orc and tauren slaves who were trained from childhood were more docile than boarmen or gnolls, and stronger than kobolds or goblins. They were simply born to be cattle and horses.

Many mine owners in the North like to train similar alien slaves, which is much more cost-effective than human slaves.

Leo looked at the orc cubs rolling and crawling in panic, as well as the few female orcs who were taking care of the cubs, being dragged out of the houses and beheaded by the soldiers. He felt a little bit reluctant, but did not show any expression.

At this time, it is not the time for him to export his values ​​at will, so he can only respect the mainstream thinking of this society.