Chapter 230 Fight Back to the Orcs

"Order the artillery to start attacking! I will turn to pursuit before dark!" Arcado put down his telescope and said.

"The attack begins!" Mitchell ordered loudly.

The overwhelming magic guide gun attack began, and more than 1,600 magic guide guns roared. The orc army's position was filled with smoke and dust, and explosions rose one after another. In an instant, a group of people in the originally powerful orc army turned over.

"Tank Assault! Armored vehicles and infantry are covering behind and advancing steadily! Tell Edward that his cavalry should move steadily and don't be bitten by the orcs. Arcado ordered.

"Yes!" A messenger answered, and then jumped off Arcado's armored command vehicle.

After a wave of flags, Arcado's troops began to attack forward, making a roaring tank and rushing forward to the orcs's position.

"Soldiers! Hold on! Shoot the arrow!" When the orc troops saw their opponents rushing over, they still wanted to resist, and many troops began to shoot arrows to fight back.

"No matter what it is! Fight back! The orc empire is invincible!" Grom ordered loudly.

In a tank, the captain listened to his chariot being properly hit by a bow and arrow, smiled contemptuously, kicked the back of the driver's chair, and shouted loudly, "They still want to break our tank with bows and arrows! Hahaha, speed up! Let them see how powerful we are!"

"Oh, my God! Are they monsters? The bow and arrow have no effect at all. An orc exclaimed. The bow and arrow he shot hit the tank, but it was bounced to one side and did nothing.

"Don't shout! Avoid it! That sound is coming again!" A very experienced old orc heard the sharp sound of magic cannonballs cutting through the air.

There was a loud noise, and another round of explosions began. Thick smoke billowed on the orc positions, and the dust covered the sun. The orc warriors who were hit fell into a pool of blood, and some of them stared with frightened eyes.

"Ah!" A voice came, and the screaming orc may have been hit, spitting blood and making a heartbreaking scream.

"I was hit in the arm! Ah!" An orc soldier covered his arms that were constantly spraying blood and shouted in despair.

"Wake up! Brother! Wake up!" Around him, an orc was shaking only half of the body beside him.

And in the distance, an orc soldier with a rotten intestines dragged out of the faraway intestines and staggered out of the distance. Finally, he fell down and never made a sound again.

Looking at the tragedy in front of him, Grom couldn't help sweating. His army was about to be defeated by this strange and powerful army, which made him a little unbelievable.

"This! This is the power of wisdom! This is the real power of civilization, which is beyond all brute force and fierce force, enough to destroy all barbaric violence! I finally found the root of my theory. These people have the key to my theory!" On the hillside, looking at the crazy attacking Rome Island tanker, Alex, the orc prince, pointed to the army of the Principality not far away and shouted loudly.

"Send the Bimon Legion! Fight back! If it goes on like this, we will be finished!" Grom roared and ordered his troops to struggle dying. He doesn't have time to care about the crazy prince. Now he has to find a way to stop the defeat of the army.

In the fire, the drums of the orcs were knocked again, and a group of bodies as huge as tanks appeared in the positions of the orcs. These Bimon warriors rushed madly to the approaching human front.

"Continue to fight back! Let these damn humans taste our strength!" Grom shouted loudly!

These Bimon crazily hit the offensive echelon of tanks and armored vehicles, and they were not afraid of the dense rain of arrows.

However, magic cannons and mortars paid a heavy price for these terrible Bimeng beasts. Nearly half of these monsters were killed by the gunfire. They were either cooked or blown into the sky and became a pile of broken meat.

However, there are still dozens of such monsters approaching the tank defense line, and there is no more artillery support here. It seems that everything depends on the tanks and armored vehicles themselves.

Grom seemed to see victory and exhaled a deep breath of turbidity in his heart. Just now, he was so nervous that he was about to close his eyes.

However, this good mood was broken by Rome's counterattack for half a second without reservation. Almost at zero distance, Rome's tank fired, and also made a strange explosion near the black barrel of the tank.

These Bimeng giant beasts were hit in an instant and had no time to react at all. Their flesh and blood could not resist the fierce magic fire and fell down one after another.

The human position seemed to make a slight cheering sound, and then it was covered by the noise of the rumble tank.

Prince Alex was pulled down the hill by the guards, but he still said something excitedly. What hope, what the future.

Bimon's counterattack ended in a tragic whole army, and hundreds of Bimon beasts only narrowly killed several armored vehicles and a tank, a proportion that General Grom could not accept in any case.

The last hope of saving the 100,000 army of the orcs was placed on the war beasts. Grom hoped that these thick-skinned giants could easily overthrow the advancing steel monsters and save the defeat.

When these war beasts launched an attack, they were suppressed by countless magic cannons and mortars, and then named one by one by the magic cannons on the tank. The achievements of these giants do not seem to be as good as Bi Meng.

Poor orcs, the last life-saving straw was also broken. The army of orcs that lost their courage began to defeat. In the face of absolute force, these violent guys were not even as good as Bello's Holy Light Knight.

Grom finally gave up the idea of continuing to resist. This terrible human force looked similar to the devil, wearing black armor, driving black steel monsters, and black barrel emitting black smoke, which was simply different from the traditional human army.

The elf cavalry who followed the Principality of the Holy Sword were completely shocked. When they came to the battlefield in a hurry, they were waiting for the bodies of orcs all over the mountains and thousands of orcs who knelt on the ground.

These poor orcs looked depressed and were asked to hold their heads without talking and sound. They knelt there until the elf troops arrived before they were allowed to stand up and line up.

George, the elf commander, took a slight inventory and found that the number of orc troops who were defeated head-on this time exceeded the total surrender of the orc forces in the past.

More than 30,000 orc troops, more than 5,000 wolf knights and more than 2,000 bear troops surrendered, including several huge Bimeng giant beasts. In order to watch these monsters, the Holy Sword Principality had to leave several tanks and armored vehicles.

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