Chapter 1256： The two armies collide

Let the cavalry continue to attack, just to buy more time for the front infantry. Fokker felt that he still personally supervised the front battlefield and was more sure of winning the victory he deserved.

Therefore, after sending away his lieutenant, he immediately issued an offensive order to all the commanders in front of him.

"Let the troops attack immediately! The whole army press! Don't give the opponent any time to adjust!" Fokker ordered, and the war drums behind them began to beat again.

The sound of the horn began to echo, delivering the simplest order-the whole army began to attack, for the Rock Empire!

Driven by this order, all the Rock Empire infantry phalanx began to move forward slowly, their flags were waving in the wind, and their shouts were shaking.

Seeing his troops press forward, Fokker rode forward. The victory in front of him is within reach, he wants the whole army to see his banner, and is moving forward bravely.

"The whole army! Attack!" Seeing the enemy's impatient attack, waving her arm forward, Sona, the commander of the Ailanhill Empire Construction Corps, also issued the order to attack loudly.

She is not going to waste time here, using the orc forces to destroy the frontal enemy is her best choice now.

After all, she had already received a report from Harold that the native cavalry had been defeated. If she didn't act quickly, the frontal enemy might have to run away.

In this battle, it was her goal to defeat the enemy as much as possible, so she decided to give the opponent a ruthless one before the opponent did not take the initiative to retreat.

Iria heard the order from her commander, so she also slashed her sword forward: "Stop taunting! The whole army! Attack!"

The orc troops standing on the spot grinned and showed a satisfied smile. They were so familiar with this rhythm. After welcoming the opponent's arrow rain, they began to charge the enemy's phalanx.

The only regret is that they do not have bear troops. If there are those bear troops that look like tanks to open the way, the battle may end more quickly.

"Go ahead!" An orc officer shouted loudly. The rows of orc infantry in front of him had already begun to move forward and hungry.

It was as if a city was advancing on the plain. These orcs had a uniform pace. They wore heavy armor, but they did not affect their actions in the slightest.

They just move forward step by step, not caring about their flanks at all, so they will be exposed to the opponent's superior forces.

"We are orcs!" As they moved forward slowly, these orcs began to mumble their ancient war songs.

"We were born for slaughter and plunder!" Although the voice was low, but when two thousand orc warriors with low voice chanted such a low voice at the same time, it still seemed like despair in hell, echoing in the air.

Soon, the human infantry, who were already very close to them, also heard the whispers of these desperate demons: "Our power makes the enemy desperate!"

At the same time, they also discovered that the enemies who seemed to stand in front of them didn't just look slightly taller.

Originally, they thought that the opponent was just tall people standing right in front, making the whole team look stronger. They do it often, so there is no doubt about it.

But after approaching the orc clan's phalanx, they discovered that the opponent was not just a little bit tall.

In addition to being tall, every soldier in these orc tribes is also very, very strong. Those heavy armors seemed to be unable to completely envelop the muscles of these sturdy warriors.

The armies of both sides are approaching each other, and the approaching speed is still very fast. The soldiers in the front row of the Rock Empire slowed down because they noticed something strange, but the soldiers behind them were still advancing.

For a while, the originally slightly loose phalanx began to become crowded, and the pikemen in the back row, before they had time to put down their guns, ran into their own back.

"Go ahead!" An officer was crowded in his own queue, angrily urging the soldiers in the front row to move forward quickly.

"What's the matter!" The other soldiers behind the officer were pushed forward, and the pressure suddenly increased, so they cursed: "Why stop? Stupid!"

"We are orcs!" The orc troops who still maintained their own formation continued to move forward, as if blocking them was not a thick wall of enemy soldiers, but wheat ears in the field.

They still hummed a low-pitched song, and then leveled their spears at a distance very close to the enemy.

It was a five-meter long spear. After being flattened, the entire Orc tribe's phalanx became a big iron hedgehog.

The orc warrior with a spear in his hand stretched his spear forward while humming in a low voice: "God protects our souls!"

With his humming, the soldiers of the Rock Empire who stood in front of his spear and their shields were easily penetrated.

The orc soldier used his wrist slightly, twisted the spear and pulled out the spear. A soldier of the Rock Empire who was stabbed in the opposite direction, clutched his stomach and fell down.

After the two sides approached, the orcs immediately gained a high advantage. Their height allowed them to simultaneously launch two rows of attacks on the other's stomach and on the top of their head. This condescending style of play was simply bullying.

The Rock Empire soldiers who had to face two rows of spears at the same time found that neither their armor nor their shields could stop the sharp spears of the opponent.

Those spear tips, at the moment they pierced their skinned wooden shield, it seemed as easy as cutting into the cheese.

Therefore, the Rock Empire soldiers in the front row could only grit their teeth and try to see if they could fight these **** big men up close.

Then, through the shield, the soldiers of the Rock Empire who charged forward, heard the whispers that they didn't understand-very rhythmic and creepy.

They heard those orcs humming in a low voice, as if the farmers were humming a song when they were harvesting wheat in the field: "The land under our feet!"

"Bringing endless wars!" When they heard this sentence, another row of spears pierced through the gaps in the heavy and cold shield of the other party, directly penetrating their bodies.

Before falling down, a poor Rock Empire soldier finally saw the big face of an ugly orc race without a visor from the gap.