If it weren't for the distance, the female soldiers would definitely recognize the target wielding the staff;
It was the wolf beastman who, in the heat of the battle during the invasion, fled in a panic at the critical moment, fearing the royal consort!
In reality:
The strength of the wolf beastman is not formidable, only that of an ordinary orc general;
The reason it is trusted by the Orc King, entrusted with important tasks as a core subordinate, is not just because it is close to the king, but also because of a special ability it possesses…
As the wolf beastman pointed the staff towards the ground, a visible halo immediately spread out from the handle;
If one were to see it as layers of spreading "water stains", the "droplets" that fell several meters away from the place of impact were undoubtedly the most crucial part.
The faint light spots resembling "droplets" seemed to soften the ground upon which they landed;
With the spot where the wolf beastman stood as the center, the rapidly spreading halo dyed the entire battlefield in a verdant wooden hue;
As the staff was raised by the wolf beastman again, the lines flashing with light on the ground previously touched by the staff intertwined, presenting a massive pattern imprinted on the earth.
The pattern formed by these lines resembled a gigantic figure with the face of a beast and the body of a human;
The flowing light on the lines brought this pattern to life, making it appear as if it were moving.
As the eyes of the wolf beastman squinted slightly, the totem-like pattern suddenly exuded a wild majesty;
This was a majestic aura that stirred the blood of living creatures; within its range, any already powerful warrior would gain even greater strength.
"Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar!"
The orc warriors roared, their pupils crazed, and the various troops looked fierce and menacing.
"My warriors, embrace the new power I bring to you!"
The wolf beastman raised both hands high, the staff and its head held up together, looking incredibly fervent.
This was its unique ability, a kind of unique grand magic.
Army reinforcement!
By utilizing the totem imprinted on the earth, the wolf beastman could draw upon the forces of nature, bestowing protection on the entire army;
With its support, this orc army of over a hundred thousand could unleash destructive power comparable to that of a two-hundred-thousand-strong army.
From lowly foot soldiers to the immensely powerful Bimon Behemoths, at this moment, due to the external help received, they were incomparable to their past selves.
This kind of power possessed by the wolf beastman was unparalleled in the entire tribe;
It was precisely because of this unique ability that the king valued it and entrusted it with the crucial task of commanding the entire army in the last war.
Speaking of the last time, the orc army could be said to have been wrongly defeated.
On that night, the wolf beastman's plan was to first test the strength of the Vanguard Army against the Dibbles army, and then enhance the army when necessary.
Unfortunately, that time, even before it could reinforce the army, Wang Xiaole's grand magic had wiped out more than half of the orc forces on the battlefield;
As a result, until the moment the wolf beastman fled, it didn't have a chance to play a role.
This time was different. Having learned from past mistakes, the wolf beastman was going all out from the start.
It had already done everything it could do; however, although the fighting capabilities of the orcs had been significantly enhanced in all aspects, there was still a problem that could not be ignored, looming before this massive army of over ten thousand.
How to Deal with That Huge Pit?
If the orcs over here don't come up with a solution, when advancing later, they must first jump down a deep pit several tens of meters deep from a level ground position;
If they jump down from this height and still don't die, the orcs will have to run up from the bottom of the pit, all the way to the flat ground near the pass.
Just as the orcs climb up, the arrow rain from the defending army is enough to cause them significant losses.
Even for the towering Beornings, once they fall into that deep pit, they are equally helpless.
The larger the size of the Beornings, the more it impacts their agility;
And facing such a man-made pit obstacle, what is most needed is agility and nimbleness.
Analyzing thus far is sufficient to draw a conclusion:
If the most direct method of assault is used, then in doing so, the orcs will essentially suffer a loss of two-fifths of their forces before even reaching near the pass!
You don't even need to calculate this; just thinking about it makes one feel at a loss;
Such a brute force attack method, which causes heavy casualties and has no benefits, is something the orcs here will never adopt.
Thus, a peculiar stalemate is maintained.
However, not long after, perhaps after a couple of minutes of tense standoff between the parties, there was a commotion from between the mountains behind the orc army.
Boom, boom, boom!
That commotion was like the surface trembling with successive earthquakes, resembling one;
But then again:
That kind of commotion, compared to a pure earthquake, had a noticeable rhythm, with the same interval between each sound, almost like someone's footsteps.
The sharp-eyed female soldiers, almost inadvertently, noticed the fearful gaze of the Beornings.
It was not just the Beornings who felt fear; other strong orcs like the Lion Tribe and the Leopard Tribe also involuntarily crouched, as if sensing the imminent arrival of a natural disaster.
As it was wartime, the female commander in charge of leading the army did not miss any changes on the battlefield;
Thus, she did not overlook the sudden rise of the mountain in the distance!
The prominent mountain in the group of mountains gradually became more visible due to its height, rising gradually into the air;
To those who looked casually, it seemed as if the horizon of that place suddenly rose, causing the mountain itself to rise as well.
"What's going on?"
The female commander activated her magic-enhanced vision, narrowing her eyes into slits, carefully observing the changes in that area.
As she observed, the female commander discovered a robust figure over two meters tall beneath the mountain, wielding a hand to strike the edge of the mountain.
The action of this figure reminded the female commander of the phrase "an ant challenging a tree";
If she hadn't continued looking, she would have found this matter extremely funny, almost thinking the other party had gone crazy.
However, just as the female commander couldn't understand the actions of the figure, the mountain continued to rise.
There was a reason behind the change in the mountain.
It was only later that the female commander finally realized:
Whenever that figure punched, the part of the mountain connecting to the ground suffered significant impact;
The bottom of the mountain kept breaking apart, until shortly after, it completely disconnected from the ground.
In a bare-handed state, the burly figure had broken the entire mountain with just one hand.
It was only at that moment that the female commander noticed what the figure's other hand was being used for.
The mountain peak, which should have been falling towards the ground, was instead lifted further by the hand of the silhouette at the other end.
Pay attention to the phrase "further lifted";
This also means:
The only reason the mountain was towering before was simply because it was slowly lifted by the silhouette!
With only one shoulder and one hand, the silhouette lifted the mountain in an instant, then leaped high off the ground with a heavy stomp;
Without using any magic, relying solely on the body's own abilities, he leaped into the air dozens of meters above the ground in a few airborne steps.
"The fact that you were stopped by a small pit, do you still consider yourselves warriors of my tribe? Young ones, pull yourselves together!"
The roar of the burly silhouette resounded directly from afar.
Even though the rolling sound waves were weakened by distance, they still made the ordinary orcs feel unsteady where they stood.
As the silhouette briefly hung in the air, even from a distance, the imposing feeling he brought gave the fortress defenders an unprecedented sense of oppression;
Gradually, some of the female soldiers felt they were having trouble catching their breath.
A sense of wavering atmosphere quietly emerged within the army;
Just at that moment, the burly silhouette lifted the mountain with one shoulder up even higher, muscles bulging, and with a sudden burst of strength, hurled the mountain he single-handedly held towards the direction of the fortress!
The spinning mountain struck the air along its path, creating a series of explosive sounds, then transformed into a massive shadow, crashing down towards the predetermined direction.
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom.
Soon after, the mountain plummeted from the sky top-down, fitting precisely into a giant pit as it hit the ground;
At the moment when a large amount of dust rose, the entire mountain was embedded into the pit, turning the once depression into a raised area above the horizon.
The obstacle blocking the path of over a hundred thousand orc army was thus destroyed;
Simultaneously, the impact generated as the mountain landed caused over a dozen cracks to appear on the surface of the sturdy fortress.
What a formidable and terrifying power.
Looking over the entire orc tribe, only he could achieve such a shocking scene.
Polar Bear— the only king of the Orc Kingdom!
As the Dragonslayer in his youth, now the Polar Bear, had earned such praise throughout the continent:
First among orcs, third in the world.
Among all races on the continent, whether young or old, the strength of the Polar Bear himself only ranked below those two.
He was like a living legend, just one roar enough to ignite the fighting spirit of all orcs.
"Charge, our king has personally taken action, what is there to fear?"
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom.
Suddenly, the thundering war drums sounded;
Immediately, the sounds of the orc army launching a full-scale assault echoed like a raging river...
Below the city, countless orc armies quickly passed through the "raised land" and in the blink of an eye, they were near the moat, already within attack range.
"Aim the crossbow team, once the enemy is within range, commence free shooting immediately!"
The commanding female general ordered!
