The knights lifted their shields and moved forward from the forest. Numerous parasite limbs crawled out along the gaps in the armor, and in front of them they built a worm armor comparable to steel.

Seeing this weird scene, after a brief astonishment, the enemy army began to shoot desperately at these insect armor shields with muskets.

Accompanied by the crisp impact sound, cracks of different sizes began to appear on the outermost layer of the keel armor, but the tyrant's enhanced regeneration ability allowed these parasites to quickly repair their wounds.

Cumberland looked out through the holes in the helmet, while using the hive to order: "A group of three! Those wounded orcs near the ground, use the keel to cover the wounded and evacuate the battlefield."

The knights quickly dispersed. The three of them formed a small team with their own division of labor. The two were responsible for blocking the incoming bullets, and the other began to look for the orcs who were still alive.

Randall followed the two knights and proceeded to a place sixty meters away from the bunker. Behind a damaged wooden box, he found a dying orc.

Dozens of bullets hit the orc's body, and the blood wetted his body.

Randall knelt down and examined the orc carefully.

Randall breathed a sigh of relief. The bullet broke the orc's ribs and pierced his thigh, but it didn't hurt the other's vital parts-the head and heart.

Randall supported the orc's body with his arms, exerted force on his waist and abdomen, and used the strength of the keel to carry the orc's body weighing hundreds of kilograms onto his back, struggling to move towards the forest step by step.

Ackerman, who stayed at the edge of the forest, was evaluating the situation on the battlefield while shouting at the Holy Cleric Army: "The tauren came forward! Responsible for the knight and the wounded! The elves outflanked the enemy from both sides. !"

After giving these orders, Ackerman undid his ability compound longbow from behind and climbed to the top of the tree. He brushed the arrow across his palm, causing the arrow to ignite a light blue flame.

Then, he tied the arrow to the bowstring and shot an arrow at the shooting hole in the distant bunker.

The arrow drew a perfect arc in the air and accurately penetrated into the 20 cm wide gap of the shooting hole, triggering an explosion at the gap.

The fire was radiant and dusty.

Ackerman's attack caused the enemy's heart-piercing screams after the shooting hole, and a half of the muskets in the bunker were silent for a short time.

Bulville, the tauren, stepped on his sturdy hoofs and wore heavy armor, slowly advancing towards the knight who was slowly retreating.

After approaching Randall, Bulville nodded, took the injured orc from the back of the former, turned and walked towards the forest; the knights returned to the battlefield and continued to search for the next injured.

Together with the elves, Barbara came to the flanks of the battlefield and climbed up the dense trees in the forest. With the help of terrain and obstacles, she threw the fire, freezing, sonic boom and other abilities to attack the enemy. position.

These power attacks cannot harm the soldiers in the bunker, but they can raise dust and block the line of sight, providing a more favorable situation for our rescue operations.

One after another injured orcs were rescued from the battlefield; but on the other hand, the enemy's attacks became more and more fierce.

Under the cover of the adjutants, Cumberland used binoculars to look at the enemy camp in the distance, where people were crowded with guns and guns.

"The enemy's reinforcements are coming." Cumberland put down his binoculars and sighed: "It's time to retreat."

The adjutant said in surprise: "My lord, there are still some wounded soldiers on the battlefield."

Cumberland touched his chin and said, "If I'm not mistaken, Heshmond must have dispatched troops now and started to march behind us. It won't be long before they will be able to surround us. At that time, again. I want to go too late."

He patted the despairing adjutant, and Cumberland turned around and said, "Remember, our first task here is not to save people."

"Not saving people? What is that?"

"Show your attitude."

Five hours later, Cumberland returned to the camp with the army.

Sitting on the seat of the commander's camp, the old knight listened to Ackerman's report of the battle, with a calm expression on his face.

"This time, the orcs' aggressive combat behavior has brought great losses to our army."

"The first is the loss of military strength. According to statistics, 62 orc soldiers were killed or missing in battle, plus 229 severely wounded who were unable to fight for a short period of time. Together, they are almost half the total strength of the orcs."

"Then comes the loss of supplies. In this battle, we lost some war preparations, including weapons and armor. Fortunately, we recovered all the dragon bones. If these things fall into the enemy's hands, the results will be unthinkable."

"The last is morale..." Ackerman glanced at Cumberland: "In the past, the Crusades had always thought that they were servants of the gods, and when faced with mortals, they were almost invincible. But this time ..."

Cumberland stretched out his hand to stop Ackerman's speech, and said, "Don't need to say anything else, summon all the shamans and commanders of the Crusade Army."

"What do you call them for?"

Cumberland pointed to a black dragon statue standing in the middle of the camp, and said calmly: "Your Majesty is waiting for our explanation."

Speaking of the Dragon God, Ackerman's forehead oozes sweat slightly: "You mean, he already knows everything?"

Cumberland shook his head and said: "How could you not know? Did you forget? Any creature that completes the soul link with your Majesty will automatically enter the kingdom of heaven after death."

Ackerman sighed and said frustratedly: "I understand, I will inform them now."

Soon, all the shamans and commanders of the Crusade Army gathered in the camp.

Everyone already knew the causes and consequences of the failure of this battle, and almost everyone's face was filled with anxiety and panic.

Cumberland walked to the black dragon statue and said to everyone: "I think we all owe your Majesty an explanation."

After saying this, Cumberland put his palm on the statue, and in the next second, his consciousness was directly sucked into the soul space.

The dragon entrenched above the snow peak, squinting to see everything at the foot of the mountain.

The appearance of Cumberland ~lightnovelpub.net~ seemed as expected by the dragon, without causing him the slightest surprise.

Cumberland hesitated to speak but stopped: "Your Majesty..."

Todd raised the dragon's head: "You don't need to say anything."

Lifting the dragon claws, Todd pulled everyone in the camp into the soul space, and the dark golden dragon pupils stared at them without saying a word.

Under the gaze of the dragon, everyone in the Crusades knelt down on the ground in fear, confessing their sins loudly.

Ignoring these people's words, Todd raised his dragon claws again, and another group of souls entered the space and stood in front of everyone.

People looked intently and saw that these souls were all orcs, and they were the soldiers of the Holy Cleric Army who had just died in battle not long ago.

Todd waved the dragon's wings, and a huge black vortex several kilometers long appeared in the sky, and the sound of thunder faintly came from inside.

"Let's go, I want to take you to a place."