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Chapter 174: Orc Miscellaneous Troops

"Sir, the mercenaries who came to ask for help said that the orcs were attacking in large numbers. There were kobolds, jackals, and other races they couldn't recognize.

Now the outpost outside the secret forest is in danger. "Mai Lan reported.

"What!? Why did so many orcs suddenly come! They are too close to my Fort of Fortitude!

Gather the Eastern Guards and Guards to attack! "

After Simon was surprised, he ordered with a solemn expression.

There was no room for others to snore beside the couch. The secret forest was very close to the Fort of Fortitude. The orcs rushed out of the forest, and it wouldn't take long for them to reach the city.

This time he must kill the orcs and make them bleed like rivers before he stops. He must let these aliens know how powerful they are and never dare to step out of the forest again.

"Yes! Sir!" Mailan responded and immediately went to deliver the order.

Not long after, 1,500 soldiers from the Eastern Guard and 750 elite guardsmen gathered on the training ground.

Now the Guards soldiers have all changed their uniforms, wearing plain iron-clad light armor, and carrying fan-shaped shields or shoulder-high shields.

The East Guards also selected about a hundred soldiers who performed well and equipped them with iron-clad light armor.

In addition, the patrol team and the security team were each assigned fifty pairs. At this point, Simon's armor was basically empty.

Being able to save so many pairs of iron-clad light armor was thanks to the soldiers of the nobles who were disguised as bandits, otherwise it would not have been possible so quickly.

Simon rode on the red flame horse and after reviewing the army, he immediately waved and shouted: "Let's go!"

A team of more than 2,000 people walked out of Fort Bravery and marched towards the west.

They only brought two days' worth of food and grass and packed lightly. If they didn't have enough, they would allocate it from the granary in the city.

Not long after, Simon saw the chaotic scene outside the forest while riding on his tall horse.

The wooden camp outpost was surrounded by a large number of orcs. Shelter, the mercenaries and the more than 20 soldiers stationed at the outpost were fighting hard on the wall.

There was a plume of black smoke on the watchtower, billowing into the sky, and the guards had already lit the smoke.

Simon made a visual inspection and found that the number of orcs was quite large, at least more than two thousand.

The ingredients are also extremely complex, with kobolds accounting for about half, in addition to gnolls, goatmen, and even tauren.

A small group of strong orcs were also found on the outskirts of the secret forest.

Simon's expression immediately became solemn. The orcs were clearly organized, and the culprits were probably those strong orcs.

After all, their level of civilization and intelligence is top-notch among the orcs, and other ethnic groups do not have this kind of integration ability.

"What happened to Marquis Val? He actually let in so many infiltration teams...

How long has it been since we conquered this land? Are the orcs about to counterattack? "Simon thought helplessly.

At this time, the orc army also discovered them, stopped besieging the outpost and camp, and gathered together.

However, the orcs didn't have much awareness of formation, and they all stood in a scattered bunch.

"The spearmen are in front! The archers are in the back! The tauren stand on both sides! Get into formation!"

Several strong orcs walked calmly between the orc troops, shouting and correcting their formation.

"Array up!" Simon ordered.

"Yes! Formation! Formation!" Mailan responded and immediately went to pass on the order, while the flag bearer also stood on the carriage and waved the flag.

Soon, the Eastern Guards formed their formation, and those in front were all Yishui's spearmen.

They were equipped with large shoulder-high shields, sharp spears, and light armor made of iron or leather armor inlaid with iron.

The elite of this team were immediately placed in the vanguard position.

The formation speed of the human army is much faster than that of the orcs. Sarit's Eastern Guard has taken shape, but the orc army is still in a mess.

"Fire the arrows!" Simon naturally couldn't teach them any martial ethics, so he ordered immediately.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

"Raise the shield! Raise the shield quickly!!" The strong orc commander's expression changed, he roared, and he took the lead in raising the big round shield in his hand.

Those who had shields among the orcs also imitated his example.

But in the end, many of them slowed down and fell to the ground after being shot by arrows, wailing and crying.

"Fire arrows!" The orc commander put down his shield and ordered loudly.

There are also some archers in the orc army, basically goat men.

The homemade short bow used was weak and had a short range, and the arrows were still made of stone.

"Raise your shield!" Sarit commanded calmly.

The spearmen hid themselves under their shields, only to find that all the arrows shot by the orcs landed more than ten meters away, and none of them entered the formation.

Sarit couldn't help but smile when he saw this, waved his hand and shouted: "Fire arrows! Ten rounds!"

Swish, swish, swish...the archers no longer had any scruples, and stretched out their bodies to draw the bows hard.

"Damn it!" Upon seeing this, the orc commander gritted his teeth and was furious, but there was nothing he could do.

"Charge!! Kill!!!"

Seeing the orcs fall under the arrows one by one, it was clever and quickly figured out a way to deal with them.

"kill!!"

After being attacked by several rounds of arrows, the orcs were all frightened and angry. They could no longer hold back and needed an outlet in urgent need of escape or charge.

Anyway, I don’t want to stay where I am and get shot by arrows.

The strong orc commander gave an order, and all the orcs roared and rushed towards the formation of the Eastern Guards.

At first glance, it looks like a rainbow.

"Manfrot, take the three hundred Guards shield spearmen and move to the left wing to form a formation." Simon ordered from the rear, watching the battlefield situation.

"Yes! Sir!"

Manfrot, who was not far away, immediately took the order and left.

On the front battlefield, the orcs took two rounds of arrows and rushed to the front of the East Guards.

Suddenly, the sound of spears piercing rang out, and the gnolls running in front fell down one after another, with blood stains on their shoulder-high shields.

The orcs suffered heavy casualties for a while.

The previous seven or eight rounds of arrow rain had killed hundreds of orcs of various kinds, and now they were less than two thousand, with about one thousand and seventy or eight left.

The number of soldiers was not much different from that of the East Guards, and the orcs did not have a military advantage.

In terms of equipment, the orc army was even more shabby.

Most of them had no armor, and they held a variety of things in their hands, and most of them were homemade spears.

Many of the spearheads were made of flint, and iron accounted for less than half.

In fact, some of the orc tribes in the West Seti also mastered the smelting methods of iron or copper.

There were both dog-headed people and gnolls, but the scale of that tribe was relatively large and the target was conspicuous.

After Marquis Val's expeditionary army plowed through, it was basically wiped out.

Most of the orcs who are still in the West Seti are scattered soldiers or survivors, with serious technological gaps and generally regressed to the Neolithic Age.

However, there are indeed some orcs with extraordinary talents, who can exert terrifying combat power without relying on equipment.

Just like the minotaur, who is at least two meters and a half tall, holding a long axe or a war hammer, and can knock a large shield away with a swing.

The left wing of the East Guard was opened by two minotaurs, and more than a dozen shield spearmen died tragically under the long axes.

Seeing this, Sarit was anxious, and immediately picked up the hard bow on the horse's back, bent the bow, aimed slightly, and shot an armor-piercing arrow.

With his archery skills, at this distance, almost all arrows were accurate, and he hit a minotaur's head accurately.

"Moo!!!"

The minotaur that was hit did not die immediately, but looked at Sarit, then fell down slowly with a pair of blood-red bull eyes.

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