Chapter 682: Defeat 2

When he saw the smoke and dust rolling up in front of him and felt the increasingly strong vibration under his feet, Montreat was confused at first.

What happened? Did the orcs come back again?

The orc heavy cavalry, wrapped in heavy armor and holding long spears, rushed out of the smoke and dust and rushed towards the Ordo infantry.

The orc light cavalry who had retreated "in a panic" before covered their advance well.

Montreat's face turned pale and he quickly ordered to prepare for the enemy.

"Form a formation! Form a formation!"

"Form a formation!"

"Everyone return to their positions!"

The officers shouted loudly, trying to find their subordinates.

But this was an impossible task in a short time.

The infantry had already chased for a long distance, and the initial order had long disappeared.

It was under this situation that they welcomed the impact of the orc heavy cavalry.

The orc cavalry rushed over in a tight formation, and the scene was like a hammer hitting a huge piece of cheese.

Swish!

The first unfortunate person appeared, and the sharp lance pierced his stomach, and flew backwards with the target.

Then the second, third, fourth... the orc heavy cavalry rushed out a long corridor of flesh and blood.

As soon as the two sides came into contact, the Austrian army suffered huge casualties.

The orcs were tall and strong, riding tall horses, wearing heavy armor, holding lances, and weighed half a ton with their horses. When such a large mass rushed at a speed of more than 30 kilometers per hour, the force generated was unbearable for the zero-foot soldiers.

For a time, the tooth-ache-inducing violent collisions and painful screams spread throughout the battlefield, and countless people were hit or trampled into a pile of rotten meat by the orc cavalry.

Many people desperately used long spears to fight against the charging heavy cavalry, but the opponent was covered with thick armor, and a single spear could only cause negligible damage to the opponent-this was when they were lucky enough to stab the opponent's mount or body.

The scattered Ordo infantry could not withstand such a strong impact. Most of them were cannon fodder recruited temporarily. When the battle was going well, their morale was high and they seemed unstoppable. However, when they suffered setbacks, their morale dropped and they became a group of sheep to be slaughtered.

"Ah——!"

Sir Montreat, who was in charge of commanding this group of infantry, looked crazy.

He thought that the victory that was within his grasp had shattered like a beautiful bubble. How could he accept it? He could only swing the sword in his hand vigorously to vent his anger.

Bang!

The huge force from the helmet caused Montreat's whole body to spin and fly up, and fell heavily to the ground.

An orc heavy cavalryman had just aimed at him, but fortunately, the terrible lance only brushed along the edge of Montreat's helmet.

The orc had no time to turn his horse back and continued to chase the next target. Montreat, lying on the ground, had stars in his eyes, but he felt dizzy when he thought about it.

"Sir!"

Not long after, he was helped up by someone. It was the knights of the Tavares family who came to save him.

"Where is my army? Where is my army? I want to regroup my army!"

Montrett yelled and looked around, but only saw corpses everywhere.

Farther away, the orc cavalry and human infantry were still chasing and fleeing.

"My lord, let's go! We have lost. Tom and his men have grabbed a few horses. Let's leave quickly while the orcs don't notice."

"No, I want to protect Her Royal Highness. Where is Her Royal Highness?"

But the family knights didn't allow him to argue. Several people held him tightly and fled in panic.

The other side of the battlefield, which was the left wing of the original Aldo army, was originally a cavalry unit composed of knights from all over Blackstone Plains.

When the central army in charge of Montrett suffered a counterattack from the orc heavy cavalry, these knights were going to rescue.

But the orc light cavalry gathered like wind and sand, relying on flexible mobility to entangle them tightly.

The knights fought hard, but they were unable to escape. They could only watch the infantry fall into the abyss of destruction.

After that, the doom of destruction fell on the knights.

The orc heavy cavalry, who had dealt with the Austrian infantry, did not stop at all, but immediately turned their horses and rushed towards them.

The knights, who were originally scattered because of the pursuit of infantry, quickly reorganized their formations during the transfer and turned into sharp spearheads again.

The Austrian knights were unable to form a formation due to the harassment of the opponent's light cavalry.

The scene of the hammer hitting the cheese happened again. The orc heavy cavalry penetrated the knights' team without any suspense, but attacked again and again.

The knights of Blackstone Plains were far stronger than the weak infantry. They caused considerable casualties to the orcs, but still failed to save themselves, let alone change the situation on the entire battlefield.

When Klein and Lester led the roundabout cavalry into the battlefield, they saw a terrible scene.

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The infantry phalanx in the center has been destroyed, and the knights on the left wing seem to be annihilated.

The bodies of human soldiers were lying all over the ground, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

"Where is His Highness?"

It was obvious that something big had happened.

"Look, there!"

Klein looked in the direction Lester pointed, and saw the royal flag fluttering there.

And all around there were densely packed armies of orcs.

"Quick! Follow me to rescue Her Royal Highness the Princess!"

The two were extremely anxious after seeing this, and immediately led the cavalry behind them to rush to the place where the royal flag was.

——

Waddler used all his strength to chop the opponent with the long sword given by General Colum.

With a clang, the long sword that came over broke with a sound.

"Hahaha, good sword!"

He was excited, and the single eye on his face shone with a gleam, as if spewing out flames.

The sharp long sword swung quickly, and the enemy who lost his weapon had no time to react, and he cut his throat with a knife.

The bright red blood splashed a long distance, and the knight fell to the ground unwillingly.

Suddenly, shouts of killing came like a thunderous sound, and Waddler looked around, only to see his own cavalry rushing in from all directions.

There were light cavalry holding bows and arrows, and there were also heavy cavalry with fierce momentum.

It seems that the human center and left wing troops are finished!

Waddler breathed a sigh of relief and then joined the battle again.

In order to hold back this elite enemy army, he and his men had suffered most of their casualties.

Even he himself had a shocking cut on his chest.

Fortunately, such a sacrifice was worth it, and they finally held off until the arrival of their main force.

Seeing the human soldiers fighting, Waddler felt a sense of respect in his heart.