Chapter 285: The General’s Shirt Is Stained with Blood by the Soldiers (5)

"Charge! Don't stop unless you fall! Lagrand City is waiting for us!" Luke Leopold waved his sword.

"Brother...I'm leaving!" Merck Leopold silently put on his helmet, picked up his spear, and turned around to leave.

"See you in front of the Dragon God!" Luke Leopold saluted with a hammer on his chest.

"See you in front of the Dragon God!" Merck Leopold also smiled and saluted back.

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"The orcs are retreating! General Luke! How about we notify the knights and let them attack!" A legion leader staggered to Luke's side covered in blood and said in a hoarse voice.

"No! Keep attacking! The Knights' impact shouldn't be consumed here!" Luke sighed.

"I understand!" The legion commander sighed.

The rapid infantry in blue-green armor and the orcs in black armor mixed together on the entire front. Blood flowed on the land, making the entire battlefield wet... Slowly, as the blood gathered together, the winding... A meandering blood stream appeared, and soon several bloody streams gathered together to form a blood river! The land became muddy under the blood, and blood wandered wantonly on the land outside Lagrand City...

"Forward! Comrades of the Sixth Army! Attack!" Merck Leopold straightened up his rifle and stood with his soldiers...

"kill!"

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"Report! The 79th Legion was completely wiped out! The legion commander died in battle!"

"Report! The 31st Legion was wiped out! The legion commander died in battle!"

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"General Luke..." Several legion commanders looked at him.

"How many legions do I have?" Luke Leopold asked as he looked at the supervising team under his command.

"Currently, forty-seven legions have been destroyed in their organic form, and there are still nineteen legions at war with the orcs. You still have one hundred and four legions in reserve!" the officer said honestly.

"Ah! That's it... order the remaining legions to wait for opportunities to fight! Make up for whatever is missing!" Luke Leopold said to the messengers.

"Luke! Why are you going?" Seeing Luke get up and leave this simple headquarters, several legion commanders chased him out.

"What are you doing? Of course, you are going to give the orc cub some color!" Luke Leopold buckled his helmet smartly, his eyes full of freedom.

"That's right! Convey my final order! This battle is related to the survival of the empire! I hope everyone will fight bravely to be the first! If my flag falls, the highest-ranking legion commander will raise the flag! Everyone! Give it a try! "

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"Merk!" Luke rushed to the battlefield and saw the figure lying on the mountain of corpses. The blue cloak was already stained red with blood! Only the legion flag of the Swift Current Legion behind him rolled up and fluttered in the wind with its broken body.

"Brother! Are you okay? Oh! Dragon God, my brother!" Luke Leopold hugged his brother tightly and tried to warm his body.

"Brother... forget it, it's useless!" Merck gently lifted up the linen robe. The huge laceration wound on the right abdomen could already see the spine, and the broken internal organs were slowly squirming.

"No, no, no! Drink this quickly! Guard! Guard! Take him out!" Luke Leopold frantically took out a small crystal bottle, which contained a precious high-level recovery potion.

"Don't waste it! There is no one who can't be saved by a third-level priest or above... Don't lie to yourself." Merk firmly held Luke's hand.

"No! I will definitely save you!" Luke rummaged anxiously in an attempt to save his brother's life.

"Oh! Dragon God! Why is my blue cloak turned black and red? Damn the orcs..." Merck Leopold pulled up his cloak and smiled at Luke in a hoarse voice.

"Stop talking! Come and eat it!" Luke Leopold raised the potion in his hand and brought it to Merck Leopold's mouth.

"Don't waste the medicine, brother! Look at this cloak...it's stained red by the blood of the soldiers! We are ashamed of them...the general's shirt is stained with the blood of the soldiers...one general's achievements are so great!" Mo Mo! Ke looked at the shirt in his hand and murmured.

"Personal guard! Take him away! Find Master Renault! He is a Paladin!" Luke roared.

"Brother, stop bothering...well...live on...take me home...I really want...Jiliu..." Merck's hand loosened weakly, and a trace of tears slowly appeared in the corners of his eyes.

"No~ God!" Luke wailed in pain. He buried his face in his brother's chest and howled wantonly. Tears and blood stained his face randomly...

After a long time, Luke slowly stood up and beat his chest in salute to his sacrificed brother.

"Don't worry...we will all go home!" Luke gritted his teeth.

"The First Legion of Northern Rapids! Attack!" Luke drew his sword and pointed forward.

"Kill! Charge!"

"Boom, boom, boom!" As the first row of infantry put down their rifles and began to jog, the uniform footsteps made the orcs who were still mincing meat with other rapid infantry look sideways.

"Boom, boom, boom!" After the first row of soldiers ran nearly 10 meters, the second row of soldiers also leveled their rifles and began to jog and accelerate.

"Avoid the impact! Those madmen are coming!"

"Help!"

"Archers! Stop them!"

The orcs who were still fighting began to panic. It was obvious that these fearless and death-defying swift infantry had brought psychological shadow to the orcs with their terrifying charge.

"Pfft!" The long horse-repelling lance passed over the short body of the rushing infantry and pierced the orcs in front of them one after another. Some poor orcs were even stabbed to the core by at least five horse-repelling lances...

"Retreat! Keep a distance from them!" Seeing these "butchers" continuing to push the anti-horse rifles with corpses hanging on them to attack the orcs behind them, all the orcs jumped up in fright.

"Cut off the barrel of the gun!" Under the leadership of some commanders, these orcs mobilized their fighting spirit and easily cut off the rifle. Before these orcs could relax, they saw these crazy soldiers quickly abandon their hands. He broke the horse gun, raised his shield, picked up the mace from his waist and pressed it down.

"Kill them! Kill them quickly!" The orcs fell into fear as they looked at these rushing infantrymen who were not afraid of sacrifice.

"Pfft!" The powerful and heavy machete slashed down hard, and a swift infantryman was instantly killed by a man with armor on his slanted shoulders. The body was divided into two halves and fell to the ground. He was quickly trampled until no trace of his human form could be found.

Before the half-orc could lift the knife again, a shining mace was embedded in the back of its head with the force of splitting Huashan. The sudden burst of pressure even squeezed its eyes out of their sockets!

"Roar!" The half-orc used his last muscle memory to swing his sword across, and three screams immediately came out! Two rapid infantry and an orc warrior were cut in half by him at the same time! The half-orc who finally lost his life fell softly to the ground, and soon merged into the earth under the trampling of countless people.

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"There are no casualties in this battle! There are only casualties!" Emperor Karl commented.

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"Fight! Don't be afraid! Keep attacking!" The nearly half-day full-scale attack and the death of his brother have left Luke physically and mentally exhausted. He could no longer find his soldiers, but with the uniform of his legion commander and the cape behind him, he could After letting other soldiers recognize him as a senior officer, a large number of scattered soldiers gathered around the commander of the legion closest to them and continued to fight. Luke was no exception. He led hundreds of people in a legion that God knows what to call to death. He fought desperately with the orc in front of him.

"What a mess!" Luke turned around inadvertently, glanced at the soldiers behind him and couldn't help but complain.

Let's see! In addition to the logo of the Flowing Dragon Legion of the First Northern Legion led by Luke, these soldiers also have the logo of the Striding Hunter Legion of the 52nd Legion, as well as the 30th Legion, the 66th Legion...

"Dragon God! Now I am truly the commander of the United Legion!" Luke shook the blood stains on his head and couldn't help complaining.

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