Compared with human opponents, the terrifying strength of the orcs conceals too many things. Their fatal blows will tear apart your moves at the moment of close combat, deforming your movements and allowing you to perform fancy and unconstrained follow-up reactions.

become worthless.

If you lose your composure in the first round when there is a huge power disparity...

"Selka!" the orc roared and took steps!

Thales shook his arms subconsciously, changing into a counterattack style. He turned around to remove the force of the impact and turned to the opponent's side.

This is another feature of swordsmanship that has been criticized a lot.

Are you in heat? Who are you going to show your butt to? That big stallion? Or the grand duchess next to you? These were Nicolai’s exact words, after he kicked Thales down in one of his classes.

The prince took a deep breath, lowered his body, and the finishing power surged into his right hand, launching his first attack since the battle.

"laugh!"

The sword edge sliced ​​open the orc's unprotected hind knee, drawing out a cloud of blood.

The second attack style of the Northland Military Swordsmanship is the heel breaking in the side attack style.

Thales frowned subconsciously.

The orc cried out in pain, its left leg slightly out of sync, but its attack became more fierce.

Thales forced himself to calm down and was not in a hurry to attack. Instead, he surrounded the opponent's injured leg and used his small body to fight and retreat. His shield and the opponent's scimitar seemed to be tearing through the air three times.

It made his arms numb.

The power of termination flowed smoothly through his body, and the hell sense not only reflected every movement of this enemy in his brain, but also reflected the situation in the distance to him: Dean was chased and intercepted by three orcs, Louis

Sha broke through an opponent and rushed towards him.

Finally, Thales seized the opportunity. After another Iron Body move, his long sword reached up like a rattlesnake, pointing at the opponent's chest during the gap between the attacks.

The orc's skin was rougher and harder than expected, but the enemy's momentum helped Thales. The prince who gritted his teeth felt his shield and sword both shake!

"bass!"

Smooth and warm liquid flowed out, along the edge of his sword, and onto his arm.

"Hula!" The orc who was stabbed in the chest shouted vigorously, his face becoming more and more ugly.

Thales, who had learned his lesson, knew that something was wrong. He did not hesitate, drew back his sword and threw it sideways!

The next second.

"boom!"

The bonfire beside him was severely chopped into pieces by the enemy's deadly knife, and sparks flew everywhere.

The orc could not go any further when Louisa appeared from the darkness on the side and cut off the hand holding the knife.

"Beautiful!" Luisa avoided the dying opponent and allowed the orc to roll in the pain of being burned, pierced through the chest, and having a broken hand, and violently hammered the ground beside her, bleeding profusely: "First time meeting an orc?"

Thales shook his head. He felt numb and painful all over because he was so relaxed.

"the second time."

The first time, Dean had already killed him.

But they had no time for small talk: Louisa brought not only support, but also two orc opponents that followed.

The wind howled, and Thales rolled over again subconsciously!

However, due to the huge physical exertion, his movements were not very standard, and his shield was still swept by the enemy's heavy sword.

Thales only felt his left hand tremble, and then he lost his balance, fell on his head and face, and took two mouthfuls of sand uncontrollably.

Damn it!

Jinni once told him that falling down on the battlefield is tantamount to...

Thales turned over and watched the heavy sword continue to attack him.

At this moment, a figure bumped into him from the side, and the orc holding the sword was knocked out several meters away!

It's the pot-bellied Haken.

"Louisa!"

Haken, who had saved Thales' life, was sweating profusely. He held a terrifying hammer and swung it vigorously, driving back several enemies in a row.

Thales climbed up with difficulty and nodded to him gratefully.

"The breeze has fallen, and the fire has died," Haken, who was scarred, did not bother to respond to Thales. He said with hatred: "The gray bastards knew that they were the outer sentries, and eight or nine of them surrounded them...

…”

"Hold!"

The female captain yelled and cursed, then struck a certain orc on the shoulder armor with her sword.

"call out!"

A long arrow came and shot back an orc who wanted to attack Louisa.

"They have discovered that we are the key and are coming this way." Archer Pangja followed Haken back with an anxious look on his face. There were not many arrows left in his quiver. "I met the gods of the gray bastards."

Shooter, that guy didn’t even take three hits from me.”

But he couldn't finish his words.

The next second, a rough black arrow with ferocious tail feathers penetrated into Pangjia's chest with astonishing force and emerged from the armpit side.

Thales was shocked!

"Damn... Dad is right," the archer looked at the arrow that penetrated him in shock.

"No matter how accurate the cum is, it will be of no use."

Pangjia struggled to speak and fell down weakly: "If you can't be shot, you will still lose."

"Panga!" Luisa screamed shrilly: "Fucking bastard!"

Thales looked into the distance in disbelief: On the sand dunes under the moonlight, an orc with his lips painted white coldly put down a terrifyingly large and heavy black bow, and began to treat the injuries on his body.

arrow.

But they had no time to care about their fallen comrades, and another group of orcs approached from a distance.

Thales raised his shield with all his strength, rushed behind Louisa in a few steps, and blocked an attack for her who was frightened and angry, but he was knocked unsteady by the force of the opponent.

no.

The combat power is not at the same level at all.

If this continues...

He was about to turn back to greet Haken, but

"Be careful!" Thales exclaimed!

Haken's hammer could barely repel an orc who wanted to knock him down. When he was panting, an orc's figure suddenly appeared behind him!

"clang!"

A familiar mace collided with Harken's weapon, knocking him to the ground.

Thales wanted to catch up and rescue him, but the orcs beside him attacked again.

The face of the orc who knocked down Haken was painted with familiar blue paint. He picked up the dizzy Haken and looked at Thales fiercely, with hatred that even foreigners could recognize in his eyes: "F

Raqqa!”

The next second, Thales watched in horror as Haken's head was clasped by the blue-faced orc. It roared and clasped Haken's head against his chest like a chicken!

Under the huge force, the skull collided with the steel and made a scary sound:

"Kara!"

Thales trembled all over!

"No! Harken!" Dean's roar came from behind the blue-faced orc.

Just like that, the head of Harken, an Allenbian who once wanted to marry his sister to Thales, changed its shape, turned into a red and white thing, and sprayed out.

His whole body slipped weakly to the ground, motionless.

[Orcs, they smash your skull as effortlessly as we smash eggs...]

These words echoed in Thales' mind again, making him extremely horrified.

"Sock! Flaka!" The blue-faced orc roared ferociously at Thales, shook his sticky left hand, hit his breastplate stained with brains and blood, and walked forward step by step.

But it turned around halfway.

"Bastard!" Dean yelled and rushed forward, his fighting ax colliding with his mace: "I am your fucking enemy!"

Thales shook his head to drive the fear out of his mind.

But the killing has not ended, and the blood in the flash of swords and shadows remains.

The orcs' killing cries have not diminished, but the caravan's screams and exclamations have become less and less.
To be continued...