Chapter 82: The last line of defense? The ace legion Obsidian is here! The war is over!

Rocco remained silent upon hearing this.

He knew that Duke Auston's words were both out of concern and the truth.

With his current strength at the initial stage of Great Knight, it was indeed difficult for him to play a major role in such a large-scale, high-intensity battlefield.

Moreover, he was still injured.

"I understand."

Rocco nodded.

"I will recuperate with peace of mind."

Although he said so, Rocco's heart was not calm.

He was not a person who was content to stand by and watch.

It was just that the current situation really didn't allow him to do otherwise.

"Rest well."

Seeing his exhausted expression, Martina didn't disturb him any further.

"I'll go see Fura and prepare some food for you by the way."

After saying that, she turned and left the tent.

Rocco lay alone on the bed, looking at the top of the tent, his thoughts in turmoil.

The next half month was undoubtedly as agonizing as being in hell for the entire human allied force of the Xin Feng Province.

Under the personal command of Prince Kagerosh, the orc army launched one fierce offensive after another.

The defensive line here, although relying on those simple earth-made castles and a large amount of defensive equipment under Duke Auston's command, barely managed to resist the orc offensive.

But every day, thousands of soldiers still fell in pools of blood.

The number of human allied forces decreased sharply.

From the initial eight hundred thousand plus, it plummeted to less than four hundred thousand.

In just half a month, more than half of the troops were lost!

The entire allied camp was shrouded in an atmosphere of despair and dead silence.

The groans of the wounded, the weeping of the families of the fallen soldiers, and the fear of the future spread like a plague.

As for the orcs, although they also paid no small price, they still maintained an elite force of over three hundred thousand under Kagerosh's continuous replenishment.

With the rise of one and the fall of the other, the situation of the human allied forces became precarious.

4. tt..

On the border of the Xin Feng Province, inside the temporary royal tent of the Bloodhoof Kingdom.

Prince Kagerosh Bloodhoof sat on a throne built from the skeletons of giant beasts.

His eyes, burning with crimson fire, looked coldly at the dozens of orc tribe leaders kneeling below.

The atmosphere inside the royal tent was suffocating.

"Trash!"

Kagerosh's voice made every orc leader present tremble with fear.

"It's been a full half month!"

"You still haven't been able to break through the last defensive line of the humans!"

"What use do I have for you!"

His gaze swept over those trembling orc leaders below.

"Look at your battle record for this half month!"

"Apart from losing tens of thousands of my warriors, what else have you done?"

"Those humans, clearly exhausted in manpower and low in morale, why can't you break in?"

"Who can give this Prince an explanation!"

The royal tent was dead silent, and not a single orc leader dared to speak.

They all knew very well that this Seventh Prince was currently on the verge of rage.

Any excuse could invite the disaster of death.

"Humph!"

Kagerosh snorted coldly, a hint of cruel light flashing in his eyes.

"Since you can't say it, this Prince will find the reason for you!"

He stood up abruptly and pointed at the three orc leaders kneeling at the front.

"Bear tribe chieftain Yan!"

"Chailangren tribe chieftain Greer!"

"And you, Bulake Eagle tribe chieftain Saar!"

"Your three tribes, in the battle of this half month, have been lazy and timid, leading to the frustration of our army's offensive!"

"What is your crime!"

The three orc leaders who were named were scared out of their wits and kowtowed repeatedly to beg for mercy.

"Your Highness, spare my life!"

"We, we didn't..."

"Wronged, Your Highness!"

Kagerosh did not give them a chance to defend themselves at all.

"Drag them out!"

He waved his hand coldly.

"Behead them!"

"As a warning to others!"

Several personal guards, fierce as wolves and tigers, immediately stepped forward and dragged the three orc leaders, who were crying and howling, out of the royal tent.

Soon, three shrill screams came from outside the royal tent.

The smell of blood drifted in through the cracks in the tent, making the other orc leaders present hold their breath.

Kagerosh sat back on the throne, his gaze sweeping over everyone coldly.

"Now, does anyone else feel that this Prince's orders can be defied?"

"Dare not! We dare not!"

All the orc leaders kowtowed in unison, their voices filled with fear.

"Very good."

A cruel arc curled at the corner of Kagerosh's mouth.

"This Prince will give you one last chance."

"Within three days!"

"You must break through the last defensive line of the humans in the Xin Feng Province at all costs!"

"If after three days, you still cannot complete the mission..."

He paused, his tone sounding sinister.

"Then the fate of those three idiots just now will be your example!"

"Do you understand!"

"Understand! We will follow Your Highness's order!"

The orc leaders responded in unison, their voices filled with panic and determination.

This Seventh Prince was truly determined to kill.

If they couldn't make progress, only death awaited them.

"Very good."

Kagerosh nodded with satisfaction.

"Go down and prepare."

"Remember, what this Prince wants is victory!"

"Victory at all costs!"

"Yes!"

The orc leaders exited the royal tent as if granted amnesty.

When they walked out of the royal tent and felt the cold air outside, they realized their backs were already soaked with cold sweat.

"It seems this time the Prince is for real."

An eagle-kin tribe chieftain said with lingering fear.

"Humph, could it be fake?"

A lion-kin tribe chieftain beside him snorted coldly.

"Those three bloody heads are still hanging outside!"

"Things have reached this point, we have no way back."

A burly behemoth tribe chieftain said in a muffled voice.

"After going back, everyone bring out your own hidden elites!"

"If anyone dares to hide anything, don't blame me for being impolite!"

The other orc leaders nodded one after another upon hearing this.

They knew that this time, it was truly time to fight for their lives.

Even those upper-species orc tribes, who were usually precious and rare in number, had to send their most elite warriors to the battlefield at this moment.

Because they all knew very well that if they couldn't complete the Prince's order, they would face punishment even more terrifying than death.

Inside the command tent of the human allied forces, the atmosphere was equally grave.

Duke Auston's face was as calm as water, listening to the bad news reported by the generals below.

"Master Duke, the arrows on the western defensive line are almost exhausted!"

"The bed crossbows on the northern defensive line are half damaged and urgently need repair!"

"The defenders on the south side have suffered heavy casualties and are requesting reinforcements!"

Duke Auston's brow locked tightly together.

He felt the pressure on him was incomparably heavy, almost making him unable to breathe.

Since these days, he had almost not slept a good night.

Every time he closed his eyes, the screams and fighting sounds of the soldiers would ring in his ears.

"Master Duke."

An elderly noble spoke in a hoarse voice.

"The orcs' offensive is becoming more and more violent."

"Moreover, according to reports from scouts on the front line, the orcs seem to

"I'm afraid we won't be able to hold on much longer."

His words voiced the inner thoughts of everyone present.

Duke Auston was silent for a moment, then suddenly slammed his fist onto the sand table before him.

"Even if we can't hold on, we must!"

His voice carried a trace of unquestionable determination.

"Behind us are millions of citizens of the Xin Feng Province!"

"It is the land of our Bulake Kingdom!"

"We have nowhere left to retreat!"

He looked around at the generals in the tent, a firm light flickering in his eyes.

"Pass on my order!"

"Gather all the knights in the allied forces who have reached the Bronze Rank or higher!"

"I want to lead them to slay a group of high-level orcs and stabilize the situation as much as possible."

"What?!"

Hearing this, the generals in the tent were all shocked.

"Lord Duke, this must not be done!"

A Marquis hurriedly tried to dissuade him.

"You are the commander of the main army; how can you put yourself in danger?"

"Indeed, Lord Duke, this matter requires further deliberation!"

Others echoed the sentiment.

Duke Auston waved his hand, cutting them off.

"Say no more, my mind is made up."

His tone was resolute.

"Currently, our army's morale is low, and the defensive line is in extreme danger."

"If we do not take decisive action to boost morale, I fear we will collapse ourselves before the orcs even break through the line."

"Moreover, those high-level orcs pose too great a threat to our ordinary soldiers."

"Only by having us, the high-level knights, take action can we effectively contain them."

"This..."

The generals looked at each other, seeing worry and helplessness in each other's eyes.

Once Duke Auston made a decision, it was very difficult to change.

Soon, an elite team composed of over a hundred high-level knights assembled outside the command tent.

These knights were at least at the initial Bronze Rank, with over a dozen reaching the Silver Rank and two reaching the Golden Rank.

They were the top combat force of the entire allied army.

Duke Auston, clad in heavy armor and holding a knight longsword that shimmered with a cold light, mounted his horse.

He swept his firm gaze over the knights before him and shouted in a deep voice.

"Gentlemen, today, follow me to fight the orcs!"

"For the glory of the Kingdom!"

"For the homeland behind us!"

"Kill!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Over a hundred high-level knights roared in unison, their voices shaking the clouds.

Then, led by Duke Auston, this elite knight team charged out of the allied camp and headed straight into the orc army's formation.

Inside the orc royal tent.

Prince Kagerosh was listening to a werewolf scout report on the front-line situation.

"Oh?"

Upon hearing that the human allied commander, Duke Auston, had personally led a high-level knight team to break into the battlefield and ambush high-level orc warriors.

A playful smile curled at the corner of Kagerosh's mouth.

"Interesting."

"It seems this human Duke has been pushed to the edge."

"However, does he think this can reverse the defeat?"

"Too naive."

He looked at an exceptionally tall orc beside him, covered in black scales with a single horn on his head.

"Baloge, it is your turn to act."

"Lead your guard to meet this human Duke."

"Remember, the Prince wants him alive."

"At the very least, bring his arrogant head back to the Prince."

The single-horned orc named Baloge felt a flash of bloodthirsty light in his eyes and grinned, revealing a mouthful of sharp fangs.

"As you command, Your Highness."

"My great axe has not tasted the blood of a human Awakened Knight for a long time."

He licked his lips, turned, and strode out of the royal tent.

Soon, a team of two hundred powerful high-level orc warriors rushed out from the depths of the orc camp to meet the human knight team led by Duke Auston.

This team of high-level orc warriors was not only twice the size of the human knights, but also included two terrifying existences who had reached the Awakened Rank!

A brutal slaughter between high-level combatants thus unfolded.

Half a day later.

Duke Auston, covered in blood and accompanied by fewer than fifty equally battered knights, broke through the heavy encirclement of high-level orc warriors and fled back to the allied camp.

When Roko, supported by Martina and Fula, walked out of the tent and saw Duke Auston's appearance, he couldn't help but gasp.

The ruler of the Xin Feng Province looked absolutely miserable.

His armor was shattered, revealing deep wounds that reached the bone.

And his right arm, which had once gripped his knight longsword, was severed at the shoulder!

Blood had dyed half of his body red.

His face was as pale as paper, and his breathing was extremely weak, as if he might collapse at any moment.

The dozens of high-level knights following him were also all wounded and listless.

The entire allied camp fell into a deathly silence.

Every soldier and noble who saw this scene was filled with despair.

If even the Duke had been defeated so miserably, was there any hope left for them?

The morale of the human allied forces dropped to freezing point at this moment.

Over the next two days, the orc offensive became even more frantic.

The human allied defensive line, under the tidal wave of orc attacks, retreated step by step and teetered on the brink of collapse.

The number of allied troops also plummeted from over 400,000 to less than 200,000.

Meanwhile, the orc side still maintained a force of about 250,000.

Everyone knew that the last defensive line of the Xin Feng Province would likely not hold.

Once this line was broken, the entire Xin Feng Province would completely fall under the iron hooves of the orcs.

Despair shrouded everyone's heart.

Roko stood on a temporarily constructed watchtower, gazing at the orc army in the distance that was like a black tide constantly crashing against the human defense, his brows tightly locked.

His injuries had mostly recovered under Fula's careful care.

But these past few days, he could only watch helplessly as the human allied forces moved step by step toward collapse.

This feeling made him feel incredibly stifled and powerless.

"Is there really no hope left?"

Roko muttered to himself, a flash of unwillingness in his eyes.

Just then.

A low and powerful horn sound suddenly came from the distant eastern horizon.

That horn sound was different from the urgent and short military signals used by the human allied forces.

It was also different from the desolate and barbaric beast horns of the orcs.

It was full of power, full of majesty, and full of the chilling aura of war!

It was as if thousands of troops were marching in perfect step, galloping toward this battlefield shrouded in blood and death!

"Hmm?"

Roko's heart stirred, and he suddenly raised his head to look toward the east.

On the battlefield, the orcs who were attacking frantically seemed to hear this sudden horn sound, and their offensive faltered slightly.

Even the human soldiers who were fighting in blood and struggling to hold on subconsciously stopped their actions and looked toward the east in confusion.

The horn sound grew closer.

The earth began to tremble slightly.

It was as if some massive entity was approaching at high speed.

Finally.

At the end of the horizon, a black torrent appeared!

It was an army!

An army completely different from the ragged and poorly equipped human allied forces on the battlefield!

They wore uniform black heavy armor and lion-headed helmets.

The knight longswords in their hands shimmered with a chilling cold light in the sun.

The warhorses they rode were all magnificent, tall, and sturdy; running, they looked like black lightning.

Their formation was neat and uniform, as if they were one person.

Every step taken carried the force of thunder.

The iron-blooded aura rising into the sky made people feel palpitations even from a great distance!

"The Kingdom's ace legion has arrived!!!"

Roko's pupils contracted sharply.

His heart beat violently and uncontrollably.

A sharp-eyed noble suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

"That is, that is the flag of the 'Obsidian' Legion!"

"My god! It's actually the 'Obsidian'!"

"The 'Obsidian', one of the Kingdom's six great ace legions, has arrived!"

Once this name was spoken, the entire allied camp instantly boiled over!

"Obsidian!"

"It really is the Obsidian!"

"We are saved! We are saved!"

Countless soldiers wept with joy and embraced each other.

The haze of despair was dispelled without a trace at this moment.

Replacing it was infinite hope and ecstasy!

The Bulake Kingdom had six great ace legions.

Each ace legion was a war machine carefully cultivated by the Kingdom with all its national strength.

They represented the peak combat power of the Bulake Kingdom and were the cornerstone upon which the Kingdom relied for survival and expansion.

And the "Obsidian" Legion was the best among the six, famous for its indestructible defense and unstoppable attack power.

It was said that this legion had a full 30,000 troops!

Moreover, every soldier was a one-in-a-hundred elite, with at least the strength of a knight!

Among them, Great Knights, Bronze Rank Knights, and even Silver Rank Knights were not in short supply!

Their commander was an Awakened Rank powerhouse with unfathomable strength!

The appearance of the Obsidian Legion instantly sent the morale of the human allied forces soaring from the bottom to the peak!

On the battlefield.

Those orcs who were originally attacking frantically all showed expressions of horror upon seeing the terrifying formation and sky-high killing intent of the "Obsidian" Legion.

They instinctively felt a fatal threat.

"Sound!"

The horn of the Obsidian Legion sounded again.

This time, it was not a warning, but a signal for attack!

30,000 knights clad in black heavy armor launched a devastating charge toward the flank of the orc army!

Both speed and momentum continued to climb during the charge.

"Boom!"

"The Obsidian Legion cut fiercely into the orc army."

Wherever they passed, the orc formation was easily torn apart.

Those orc soldiers who were usually fierce were like mere chickens and dogs before these well-equipped and well-trained ace knights, completely unable to withstand a blow!

Knight longswords swung, bringing up sprays of blood.

Warhorse hooves trampled, crushing countless orcs into meat paste.

No screams, no wails.

Only neat and uniform charging, and cold, ruthless slaughter!

This was the Kingdom's most elite ace legion!

A war machine capable of sweeping away everything!

Roko stood on the watchtower, witnessing this soul-stirring scene with his own eyes, his excitement and awe beyond words.

He finally understood why so many people held the Kingdom's ace legions in such high regard.

This kind of power had indeed exceeded the scope of ordinary armies.

This was a terrifying power capable of changing the course of a battle and even determining the fate of a Kingdom!

And the situation on the battlefield instantly reversed after the Obsidian Legion joined.

The human allied forces, who were originally struggling to hold on, saw the heroic performance of the ace legion.

They also erupted with astonishing combat power, coordinating with the Obsidian Legion to launch a counterattack against the orc army.

On the orc side, facing the terrifying offensive of the Obsidian Legion, they were already in a rout, their morale collapsed.

They began to flee in all directions, wishing they had been born with more legs.

Inside the orc royal tent.

When Prince Kagerosh heard the news of the Obsidian Legion's appearance, a look of gravity appeared on his ferocious face for the first time.

"Obsidian Legion..."

He repeated the name in a low voice, a light of wariness flickering in his eyes.

As the Seventh Prince of the Bloodhoof Kingdom, he naturally knew the terrifying strength of this Bulake Kingdom ace legion.

Back then, the reason the Bulake Kingdom was able to carve out such a large piece of land as the Xin Feng Province from the orcs,

was precisely because of these invincible ace legions.

"I didn't expect the Bulake Kingdom to be willing to transfer the Obsidian Legion to the Xin Feng Province."

Kagerosh's brows furrowed tightly.

This situation was completely beyond his expectations.

"Your Highness, what should we do now?"

A confidant asked with a trembling voice.

"The combat power of the Obsidian Legion is too strong; our warriors simply cannot resist it!"

Kagerosh was silent for a moment, a flash of decisiveness in his eyes.

"Pass on my order!"

"All tribes, immediately shrink your forces and gather toward me!"

"We are retreating!"

"Retreating?!"

The confidant was stunned upon hearing this.

"Your Highness, are we, are we just giving up like this?"

"Otherwise?"

Kagerosh glanced at him coldly.

"Do you want my elite troops to be wiped out here?"

"The strength of the Obsidian Legion is far beyond what you can imagine."

"Once entangled by them, none of us will be able to leave the Xin Feng Province alive."

He stood up and looked toward the battlefield in the distance where the sounds of fighting shook the sky, his eyes filled with unwillingness and resentment.

"Bulake Kingdom..."

"This time, you win!"

After speaking, he did not hesitate.

He immediately took the 10,000 elite upper-species orc warriors directly under his command, as well as the surviving tribal leaders.

Taking advantage of the chaos on the battlefield, they quietly slipped away.

Fleeing in a panic toward the direction of the Northland Orc Wasteland.

And with the flight of Prince Kagerosh and the powerful intervention of the Obsidian Legion.

This battle of the orc invasion of the Xin Feng Province finally came to an end.

Those leaderless ordinary orc soldiers were quickly wiped out under the joint cleanup of the human allied forces and the ace legion.

The flames of war that had lasted for nearly two months finally gradually subsided on this ravaged land.