Seeing the orc battle line slowly approaching in front of her, Duchess Ducaidi felt a little out of breath. The cavalry who had just rushed out from the orc encirclement also came to her side and joined the circle formation.

Here, reinforce the front.

The leader of the cavalry, Knight Kyle, came to her. Kyle was the number one warrior under her father and the captain of the cavalry of the Ducaidi family. Both father and son had served Duke Ducaidi for generations, and he was also the highest ranked man in the empire.

warrior.

I had been with my father for more than ten years on various expeditions, and then accompanied me and my father all the way back to the Royal City, and also participated in the battle of the Royal City. Finally, after my father became the boss of the war, he was loyal and escorted me all the way to Carter.

The Lun Empire defected to his mother's family. If it had not been for his bravery and command along the way, I am afraid that his own team would have become the trophies of these orcs.

"Your Excellency, who are those people?"

The armor on Kyle's body was covered with blood, both from his own and from his enemies, but at this time he couldn't care about himself, but focused all his attention on the battlefield. He looked at a group of weird people like Xiao Feng and asked

Duchess.

Although he was relatively far away before, he could still get a rough idea of ​​the situation here. If it weren't for Xiao Feng and his group, I'm afraid the Duchess and the others would have been in trouble.

"I don't know him either, but that female elf is my childhood playmate Beelodes. They just helped us, they shouldn't be the orcs."

The Duchess briefly introduced the situation to Knight Kyle, who nodded. As long as they were not enemies, it was fine. These people had sharp bows and arrows. They had just annihilated the Orc team. Now they were facing these half-orcs who were slowly approaching.

Orcs, I don’t know how effective they are in combat.

This time, the orcs learned better and were much more cautious. They approached slowly with shields in hand. The tall and heavy shields were in their hands, as light as nothing. They held them in front of their chests, blocking most of their bodies and torso, and only exposing their heads above the eyes.

The body, and half of the calf below the knee, and a row of orcs hiding behind the shield-raising orcs in front.

The formation is tight and thick, and when it moves slowly, it is like a moving wall, bringing an invisible pressure to people. The axes and hammers held by the orcs behind them can fly over at any time, so

The organized orc battle formation cannot be dealt with by relying on bows and arrows alone.

It seems that they are about to prepare for a hand-to-hand fight. Thinking of this Kyle knight makes my head hurt. These half-orcs are tall and strong, and are not afraid of death. They have an absolute advantage in hand-to-hand combat, often requiring two or three humans.

Only a soldier can deal with an orc.

Looking at the soldiers around me, there are about 20 wounded soldiers at the front, and the dismounted cavalry behind them, there can be more than 50 people. It's not that they don't want to charge on horseback, but they just had a fierce battle, and the horse power

The cavalry, which was basically exhausted and unable to charge forward, could only wait to be killed in front of the heavy infantry, so they dismounted and came to the front of the duchess.

But there was no numerical advantage. With fifty or sixty hungry and tired soldiers facing off against sixty or seventy orcs on the opposite side, he really had no hope unless some miracle happened.

But those natives who had created miracles before were now standing there dumbly without firing an arrow. His heart was already half cold. It was over. It seemed that he really couldn't escape this time.

The orcs were getting closer and closer, and they saw that they were only twenty meters away from the human formation. However, this time they were very calm, and they still did not launch a charge with strange screams like before.

, obviously the arrow rain from Xiao Feng and the others just now left a deep impression on them.

They still maintained a thick and tight formation, slowly moving towards the human front, and soon reached and crossed the 'death line' drawn by Xiao Feng and the others before. After crossing this line, they finally

The orc who led the team gave a strange cry, and then they rushed over shouting Ula.

Xiao Feng could feel the two elves beside him breathing heavily, and he could even clearly see a native behind him on his right, whose hand holding the knife was trembling.

The orcs rushed over with strange screams. The shields in their hands could no longer block the running bodies. Xiao Feng waved his hand and the natives behind him quickly fired a round of bows and arrows. Then they threw the bows to the ground and drew them out one after another.

Melee weapons such as knives and axes are ready for close combat.

Xiao Feng took out two grenades from his waist, pulled down the safety and threw them. I'll treat you to two guava first.

There were two loud sounds of "boom, boom". Not only the charging orcs were dumbfounded, but also the human soldiers with red eyes who were ready to fight. What was the sound?

These natives, besides thunder, have they ever heard such a huge sound accompanied by fire?

The shock wave generated by the grenade explosion not only broke the legs of the two orcs at the front, but also blew several orcs who were closer to them several meters away.

At this time, Xiao Feng suddenly pulled the gun bolt, and it was time for me to make his debut!

Ladies-and-Gentelmen, your grandfather Xiao Feng is here!

The muzzle of the submachine gun in his hand was beating continuously. Xiao Feng directly adjusted the shooting mode to continuous fire. The bison put the gun belt diagonally across his neck. He held the trigger with one hand and pressed the barrel in front of him with the other hand.

Preventing muzzle jump caused by continuous firing will cause bullets to fly endlessly.

These are the shooting skills he learned from veterans who posted on foreign war forums. After every five bullets, there is a tracer bullet to guide the shooter in the direction of shooting.

The tracer bullet chain swept across like a silver snake and hit the charging Orc squadron. The Orc battle formation, which was originally dizzy from the two grenades, immediately set off a bloody storm.

The leather armor and natural animal hides that human soldiers could not resist were as easily penetrated as a thin piece of paper in front of the hot projectiles with a discharge speed of hundreds of meters.

The 9 mm caliber bullet is not a high-power bullet in the modern human bullet sequence, but within a distance of ten meters, if it hits an orc head-on, it will often come out from the back and bring out a piece of food as big as the mouth of a bowl.

hole.

For these orcs who only wear leather armor, the power of bullets is like a hot knife cutting through a piece of butter. No matter how brave they are, in front of the flying bullets, they are essentially just carbohydrates.

Copper skin and iron bones? That doesn’t exist!

The Orc at the front was shaken by the hail of bullets fired by Xiao Feng. The Orc behind him was still moving forward for no apparent reason, but when it hit Xiao Feng's bullet head-on, he suffered the same fate.

Although Xiao Feng adjusted the shooting mode to continuous fire, he did not just hold the trigger and never let go. His shooting was very rhythmic, constantly changing the shooting direction to form an effective shooting range, so that the firepower could cover the orcs.

of fan.

Soon the bison's bullets were all gone, so he directly picked up the Uzi and continued to shoot. By the time the Uzi had also emptied a magazine of bullets, there were almost no Orcs standing on the opposite side.

Sixty or seventy orcs who had been charging vigorously just now all fell to the ground. The blood under their bodies had gathered into a small river, melting the surrounding snow into a patch of red.

The entire battlefield was silent. Looking at the scene of corpses strewn across the field, Xiao Feng recalled the charge that the Manchu Qing Dynasty monk Gelinqin led with 25,000 infantrymen on the Bali Bridge against the British and French forces more than a hundred years ago.

More than 17,000 cavalry and more than 8,000 infantry were unable to cross the Bali Bridge. The gap between cold weapons and hot weapons was magnified to the limit in that battle.

Twenty-five thousand people died in the battle, but the British and French forces only suffered 12 casualties, setting a most shameful record. This battle represents the huge gap between cold weapons and hot weapons!

But now in Xiao Feng's eyes, these orcs are similar to the Mongolian cavalry who charged desperately back then. Unfortunately, they bumped into him, and what he held in his hand was not the first generation flintlock musket, but it had already developed to the second generation.

N-generation automatic firearms.

The first time he used an automatic firearm and killed a squadron of orcs, Xiao Feng was so excited that he trembled.

This was a normal result in his opinion, but in the eyes of these natives, it was simply unimaginable. Even the legendary magician did not have such terrifying power.

They have personally experienced how brave orcs are. For an ordinary orc warrior, it usually takes three human warriors to fight to a tie, but now these sixty or seventy-year-old orcs can't even get close to them.

Everyone in front of him died on the way to the charge.

That strange man has been labeled a magician in the hearts of the soldiers of the Toulon Empire, because apart from the magician, they can't think of anyone else who can have such strong lethality.

The most powerful weapon these soldiers have ever seen is just a trebuchet. But how many people are needed to operate a trebuchet?

How many orcs can be killed by firing a stone bullet? The efficiency is simply incomparable to this one!

When the natives saw all the orcs rushing into the street without even a single hair being injured on their own, after the initial shock, they quickly cheered, and a few enthusiastic ones ran directly to Xiao Feng

They used the most gorgeous words they knew to praise Xiao Feng, knelt down in front of him, and kissed his shoes.

After all, in their hearts, Xiao Feng's various miracles have already created his godhood. As a god, it is not surprising that he can kill so many orcs by himself!
Chapter completed!