"Master, is your heart shaking?" Carrie asked.

"No, I don't." The boss of the Blood Flag replied in a low voice. His eyes were on the decorative building at the entrance of the camp - the thing was made of human soldiers' helmets, many of which still had smashed master skulls. A small group of goblins were enjoying mushy wine on the newly completed building.

"You are shaken. Master, I suggest you, I strongly recommend that you guide your heart with reason rather than emotion."

"Reason and emotion?" Boss of Blood Flag repeated Carrie's words.

"Yes, do you think these humans are innocent? I feel guilty about your plan affecting them? But this is a completely illusion, because you are still treating yourself as a human in your inner identity. So when aliens and humans are fighting, you will be inclined toward the human side, just that. This is typical irrational."

The boss of Blood Flag did not answer, but just silently pondered Carrie's words.

"But even if you are still a human being, this idea is wrong. Do you still remember your battle at Saint Gene? You killed so many Paro soldiers, are they the soldiers who have a grudge against you? Or did they do something wrong? They just responded to the call of the country and fought for the country. This cannot be wrong. They also have wives, children, and fathers and brothers. But at that time, you were not shaken in your heart. Why are you feeling uneasy now?"

"And you should think clearly. The Shem people have a responsibility for what happened in Oren City. If they had not handed the city over to the church, all this would not have happened. I'm pretty sure you can't reach a compromise with them, at least not at this moment, unless you can beat the Shem people down! The killings are for fewer casualties in the future." Carrie's voice echoed in his ear, with a gentle tone, but chilling. "Besides, do you still win? It's too early to think about these."

"You're right." The Blood Flag boss moved his eyes away from the group of goblins. "Thomas said that he was qualified to seek peace only after victory. If it was a failure, it was just a better way to 'surrender'. They seemed to have a fight with us tomorrow."

The Blood Flag boss walked into his camp through the main entrance. The boys who were caring quickly got up and paid tribute to the boss. Of course, the Blood Flag boss ignored these little goblins at all, but walked into his camp and found a goblin's little leader.

"Boss." The little leader recognized the blood flag boss.

"Go quickly! Get all the leaders for me. Those humans want to have a big fight with us tomorrow!...What are they doing? Why are they all gone?"

"Boss, they went there to listen to the shamans tell stories. Because the wild boar boys and the others did not participate in the battle there, they are now going there to listen to stories. Boss, let me take you there."

The Blood Flag Boss came to the storytelling place without much effort. A large group of shamans were scattered here, each shaman occupied a piece of land, surrounded by a large group of spectators, who were telling the audience about the grand war that took place in the Iron Fist Castle today.

However, they are not just telling stories, because these shamans have already brought themselves into a state of psychics: on the one hand, they imitate various sounds, and on the other hand, they project hazy green illusions above their eyebrows. The content of these illusions is exactly today's war, allowing the greens who have not participated in the war to watch the massacre and listen to the sounds of the battlefield.

In this case, the strength of the shaman can be more clearly distinguished. Because the stronger the shaman is, the clearer the illusion projected by the shaman, and it can even reach the level of immersiveness. Of course, the more spectators are squeezed over.

But no matter what, these projected illusions made every viewing green skin boil at this moment. These exciting battle scenes attracted their attention, and almost no one noticed that the blood flag boss came among them. Of course, they did not find that Dongfang had already revealed white fish belly, and dawn was coming.

"Humat!" The boss of the Blood Flag let out a roar that shocked the entire camp. "You wastes! It's going to start a war!!! Waaaaa...gh..."

The shamans were shocked by the fact that all the illusions disappeared immediately. But the green skins who had not slept all night were in full swing at this time, and their bodies were full of energy to fight a big battle. When they heard the boss's call, they all jumped up, fucked the guys they carried with them, and responded to the boss's call.

“Waaaa…gh…”

At dawn, the coalition forces came out of the camp to form the formation. One of the original plans was to launch a surprise attack while Greenskin was preparing to set up the formation, but in fact, this plan was immediately proved inappropriate. Because the Greenskins seemed to be making this plan. When the coalition forces had just set up their formation and were ready to challenge, they found that the Greenskins' legion was ready at this moment and rushed into the battlefield from behind a hillside.

This is a mountainous area one day away from Iron Fist Castle. Although it is already behind Iron Fist Castle, it can theoretically be considered the control range of humans, because of the frequent infiltration of small green skins, this area is an unmanned land. Humans and Green Skin each occupy a small hill that is not steep, and the battlefield is the valley between two hillsides.

The boss of Blood Flag stood at the highest point on the hillside. From this position, he could clearly see the human formation. However, it was a bit strange, because the formation he saw was not any formation he knew. This was neither a convex formation that was intended to attack the center, nor a crane wing formation that planned to encircle the two wings, nor a square formation that seemed to be integrated with offense and defense but was actually uncharacteristic. The formation laid by the coalition forces was very strange. Most of the troops lined up an irregular front based on the terrain, and they were planning to rely on favorable terrain to defend. However, there was an independent cavalry regiment of about two or three thousand people in a convex position in the middle, and looked like they were planning to attack head-on. Overall, they couldn't understand what they wanted to do, neither like attack nor like defense. The practice of isolating this cavalry unit was completely confused.

If their cannons were not for being cleverly arranged and could cover the entire battlefield, the Blood Flag Boss would have thought this was a joke front line that a three-year-old child would have set up as he pleased.

But with cannons, this formation becomes interesting in a sense. The cavalry regiment launched an assault and confronted a greenskin unit head-on. If greenskin wins, then use cannons to stop them from chasing. If greenskin loses, the cannons will be used to stop the reinforcements of other greenskin units. This makes repeated attempts. If the battle situation is unfavorable, the entire army will retreat. Using terrain cover is enough to ensure that greenskin cannot pursue in depth. If the battle situation is favorable, then further attack on the whole line. This is completely a matter of bullying the greenskins' war machinery has not been transported here yet!

The boss of the Blood Flag was guessing the tactics of matching formations in his heart. Then he saw a cavalry rushing from the front line of mankind to the front line. He immediately realized that the human attack was about to begin.

The boss of the Blood Flag was not wrong at all. At this time, the person who rushed to the front line of the cavalry regiment was a gray-haired old man. He was a veteran in the Shem army, named Eric. Queen Mother Sham determined the battle strategy against the green skin set by the previous king. The Knight regiment commanded by Eric would be the core of this tactic.

Of course, it is also the most dangerous part. No general wants this high-risk honor, so Eric, a civilian, was chosen.

"All army, assault, eliminate the green skin!" Eric raised his weapon, "Fight for Shem!"

"Fight for Shem!" The knights shouted slogans and drove the war horses and rushed away like rolling iron streams. Human cannons also opened fire, and casually cheered for the knights. The solid shells only caused limited casualties.

The greens felt that it was not right. A team of goblin wolf cavalry rushed up and tried to stop the knights' assault. The goblins were very cunning. They understood that it was not realistic to resist human knights from the front, so they tried to stick to the knights in the charge from the side and back to achieve the goal of blocking the knights' charge. However, this time the goblins completely miscalculated. The knights in the charge quickly divided into two teams, one of which turned around and locked the target as the goblins rushing up. The other team immediately gave up their original target and turned a small turn. They rushed towards the wolf cavalry from the side and back.

Only well-trained knights can do this tactical action. In a blink of an eye, the wolf cavalry who originally planned to attack the knights were attacked by the knights in the front and back.

A wave of cavalry spears immediately knocked down a large number of goblins, and then the knights pulled out their melee weapons and began to fight hand-to-hand. The human cavalry was far higher than the wolf cavalry, so the goblins could only attack the knights' fully armored legs and waist, while the knights could easily attack the goblins' heads and chests. The knights were condescending and easily gave the goblins a terrible blow. In a short time, this team of wolf cavalry with a thousand numbers was defeated, and there were wolf running around without riders everywhere, and

The goblins who fell to the ground and were ruthlessly trampled by war horses. The remaining goblins turned around and ran away, but were blocked by the knights who were circling from behind. The battle turned into a unilateral massacre. When the goblins fled the battle with ghosts and howling, they lost at least half of their troops, and the rest also fled the battlefield in chaos. The knights suffered only a limited amount of casualties. The battle was extremely short, so no greenskin troops had time to reinforce the unlucky wolf cavalry.

The knights left the battle and quickly rushed toward a team of orc boys in front again.

The Greenskins' bow and arrow boys launched an attack. But Eric continued to command the troops to advance. He knew that on the one hand, the number of bow and arrow boys was not large, and on the other hand, their crude bow and arrows were very limited to the killing of the well-armed knights.

As he expected, the knights passed through the rain of arrows with a small loss and hit the team of green-skinned infantry.

If they were rushing towards a team of human infantry at this moment, the situation might be worse. Because when the cavalry faced the infantry's rushing forward, they would be like hitting a hedgehog with fists, killing ten thousand enemies, and losing three thousand themselves. However, Green Skin is not a well-trained soldier. Their concept of discipline and formation is far less powerful than that of humans. This gives the knights a chance.

The two sides fought hand in hand, and the front-line knights suddenly used their rifles to cut off hundreds of people from the green-skinned queue.

On the battlefield where two rigs crossed and the two sides had 70,000 or 80,000 soldiers, this loss of personnel would not have any impact on the entire battle situation. But for this team of green-skinned boys, the blow was quite big. The human knight rushed over, and the sound of swords hitting and metal cutting into the flesh and blood were heard constantly. The orcs actually carried it down in the front charge of the knight, and it seemed that the knight's formation was staggered.

However, this situation was less than a short while. More knights were rushing over. With the strength of about 2,000 troops of Greenskin, the team of about 2,000 knights, it was really hard to resist the charge of the three thousand human knights. Although the greenskins on both sides were reinforcements in this direction, it was too late. The knights divided two teams to block the nearest reinforcements. In the blink of an eye, the greenskin, who were trying to counterattack, were swallowed up by the tide of the knight's armor, and could not even raise a wave.
Chapter completed!