Chapter 141: Chapter 141, Victory and Human Slavery_l
Translator: 549690339
Woooo!
The vibrant howls reverberated in the air, catapulting all the orcs into a state of combat.
Amiri forcefully subdued the rising fear in his heart and began directing his troops into battle positions.
All available items were gathered and stacked around, reinforcing the hastily built defense works.
There were about 300,000 orcs, a massive number, yet they could only fortify a portion of the area.
Amiri was loudly directing, and his messengers dispersed quickly, relaying his commands.
Seeing the Bone Dragons in the sky drawing nearer, all Amiri could do was give hurried orders.
“Prepare all Bat Riders for an attack, draw the Bone Dragons away, and arrange the ranged troops for battle.”
The Bat Riders were a level-five flying unit of the orc tribe.
With immense wings, they resembled bats, with sharp claws and teeth.
An orc cavalryman could ride on its back and attack both air and ground units.
Even so, the Bat Riders were only level-five units and could not be compared with the legendary units like the Bone Dragons.
Amiri simply needed them to distract or draw the Bone Dragons to other directions, so his foot soldiers could focus on the approaching Undead Army.
If the Bone Dragons were to be allowed into battle first, the orc army would have difficulty coping.
After all, the orc army primarily consisted of foot soldiers.
Thousands of Bat Riders ascended into the sky, assuming a unique formation, and flew straight towards the Bone Dragons.
The orcs on their backs began to pull out their spears, ready to attack.
They knew their role – to constantly harass and not actually fight the Bone Dragons to the death.
But reality was always crueller than expectations.
When the thousands of Bat Riders were about to throw their spears and attack the Bone Dragons,
Whoosh!
From the backs of nearly a hundred Bone Dragons, swarms of Skeleton Giant Bats erupted like birds startled from a forest and dispersed.
They circled in the sky for a while before making a beeline for the Bat Riders.
Seeing the oncoming swarm of Skeleton Giant Bats, the expressions on Bat Riders quickly changed.
This fight was far from being a match.
“Scatter, harass the Bone Dragons when you see an opportunity,” ordered the Bat Rider captain loudly.
The formation instantly dispersed, each seeking opportunities to distract the Bone Dragons.
Despite their swift responses, several Bat Riders were still engulfed by the Skeleton Giant Bats.
As they broke apart once more, their flesh had been stripped, and the bones fell from the sky.
For a moment,
It appeared as if it was raining bones from the sky, with skeletal remains incessantly plummeting.
Even the notoriously fierce and savage orc army felt a chill running down their spines seeing this sight.
The chase between the Bat Riders and Skeleton Giant Bats persisted, while a hundred Bone Dragons unobstructed soared over the orc encampment.
They were indifferent to the arrows launched upwards.
Roar!!!
Opening their massive jaws, they spewed streams of deadly breath down towards the densely packed area beneath them.
The dark light beams swept over the orc army.
The orcs hit by the beams began to lose their flesh, turning into dried skeletons amidst their scream of agony.
The Bone Dragons flew past overhead, turned around in the distance, and once again flew towards the orc army.
“Damn it!” Amiri cursed.
The battle had begun, they had no way to retreat. Even if they knew they were outmatched, they had to fight.
If he commanded a retreat now, the 300,000-strong army would instantly collapse, resulting in even more disastrous losses.
“Warriors! Shatter these Undead and take down their leaders,” Amiri yelled, rallying his troops.
Roar!
The orc foot soldiers, their eyes turning blood-red, let out blood-curdling yells.
They charged wildly towards the rapidly approaching Skeleton Army, seeming to have lost their minds from rage.
Within the ranks of the Undead-
A hundred thousand Undead Mages in the rear launched their attack first.
Black missile waves, full of negative energy, flew over the main army in an arc and landed amidst the charging orcs.
The missiles exploded, blowing up large groups of orcs and spreading negative energy among them.
Even so, the frenzied orcs continued to charge fearlessly and ferociously.
Fireblade coolly commanded the raging orcs who were rushing towards him like madmen, “Raise Shields, out with the spears.1‘
One by one, iron spears shimmering with a cold light emerged from the gaps in the shields, aiming at the raging orcs.
Thud Thud Thud!!
The orcs, using their bodies’ strength and shields, viciously rammed into the shield wall erected by the skeletons.
Theirs was a destructive force akin to a battering ram, splitting the shield wall and penetrating the formation.
In the meantime, many other orcs were pierced by the long spears, their blood and innards spilled on the ground.
The orcs that managed to break into the skeleton’s formation didn’t achieve quite the result they had imagined.
An iron sword cleaved down onto them, reducing them to a splatter of mushy flesh.
The main forces of both parties were entrenched in a fierce battle.
On the right flank of the Orc Tribe, tens of thousands of undead troopers crossed the rough and rocky mountains, directly appearing in the rear of the tribe’s formation.
The Orc maiden leading the team looked at the battlefield below, consumed in bloodshed, and simply roared, “Kill.”
The command was relayed, and she led the undead army, headed straight for the orc army.
As time passed.
The battle on both sides entered a frenzied stage.
The undead army, unaffected by morale and unable to experience pain or fear, advanced relentlessly.
However, the orc army, no longer boosted by the effects of the War Horn suffered a swift decline in morale, their fighting spirit not as fierce as in the beginning.
Fang Hao assessed the battlefield situation.
He said, “Tellock, end the battle quickly.”
Bronze Bull let out a soft sigh. His enormous bull’s head nodded slightly, “As you command, Milord.”
Bronze Bull’s troops began to move forward from the rear, taking cover behind the shield wall.
Fireblade glanced at Bronze Bull and gave his order again, “Open!”
Swish Swish Swish!
The shields parted.
With his eyes glowing crimson, Bronze Bull immediately activated the [Frenzied Charge],
Along with the Tauren warriors and the Skeleton Minotaurs, they sprang forth from the formation, charging like a speeding train, sending all enemy soldiers in their path flying.
They burst into the Orc’s formation, shaking off corpses entangled on their horns, and the abilities [Beast God’s RageHWar Stomp] follow up in succession.
Like a blood-thirsty war god, they tore through the Orc’s lines.
The rhythm of battle, at the very moment when Bronze Bull charged from the formation, this led to a faster defeat for the Orcs.
All the undead abandoned their defenses and started attacking with all their might.
The sea of Skeletons completely covered the battlefield.
This sight foreshadowed the victors of this war.
The Orc army began to collapse, a large number of Orcs chose to flee when their morale dropped to the lowest point, scattering in all directions towards the forest.
But the Bone dragon circling in the sky, along with tens of thousands of Skeletal Giant Bats, were not going to give them a chance to escape.
They selected their targets and proceeded to eliminate them one by one.
The noise of the battlefield finally subsided near dusk.
The sight was gruesome. Blood flowed like a river, corpses were strewn all over, scattered limbs and broken bones were everywhere as if it was purgatory on earth.
“My Lord, all the orcs have been killed. We are currently organising a team to clean up the battlefield. We found several human corpses towards the rear of the camp. It looks like orcish handiwork; they are already dead.” Fireblade reported.
In a blade-to-blade battle, it was hard for anyone to survive.
Fang Hao had adamantly ordered not to take any prisoners.
Most humans who appeared here were likely transmigrators like himself.
“Take me there.” Fang Hao replied.
Fireblade nodded, leading Fang Hao across the sea of corpses towards the rear of the orc camp.
Shortly after, Fang Hao saw the human corpses Fireblade had reported.
Six humans had their heads chopped off, their skulls flung about haphazardly, staring unblinkingly, resentfully at a corner of the sky.
From their attire, it was clear; they were transmigrated Lords like himself.
He bent down to pick up a Book of Lords fastened around someone’s waist.
[Book of Lords (Level 3), belonging to Lord Guan Qi.]
Level 3?
The level of this person’s Book of Lords was higher than his own.
As Fang Hao continued to search for other Books of Lords, he began to understand the reason.
It seemed that these Books of Lords had all been devoured by Guan Qi.
[Lord Guan Qi’s Domain has been destroyed; unable to obtain the decision power..]