Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 11 Choose Your Enemy, Part 3
Projectiles from the greenskin weapons exploded in front of Taylor. He hid behind several sandbags and fired randomly into the distance. He didn't even raise his head, but just held his favorite laser pistol horizontally with one hand and fired randomly.

At least, it sounds lively.

During this period, the orcs launched a series of rapid assaults, but frankly speaking, this group of green mushrooms made a fatal mistake.

They intended to use swift surprise attacks to destroy the command system, overwhelm the soldiers with unexpected attacks, and tire the Imperial Guard out on defense.

This tactic might be effective against local militias who have no combat skills.

But unfortunately, this time they encountered veterans of the Imperial Guard. From the moment they were attacked, almost all the soldiers immediately found cover and fought back to the best of their ability.

After several attacks, there was little effect, which made most of the greenskins begin to distrust their leader's command. Even for the greenskins, their morale was not endless.

After the Imperial Guards fought off countless attacks, Taylor was finally driven to collapse by those annoying aliens.

How badly do they want their lives?!
He stood up and looked into the distance, feeling uneasy and fearful. Those green things would appear from anywhere and attack him!

Taylor couldn't help beating his chest and stamping his feet. He looked around, fearing that the enemy would exhaust the soldiers' strength through continuous attacks and then cut him into pieces.

But such behavior was seen by others as Taylor's dissatisfaction with those cowardly aliens, several soldiers said.

"That lord is still unsatisfied. He hopes to satisfy his hunger with the blood of the barbarians. This is the first time I've seen such a command in all my years of service!"

"Oh my god, he's worthy of being called the hero Taylor. Even the best of the Knights would find it hard to compare to him."

The soldiers began to look forward to the hero's next order. At least so far, this man had not made any mistakes.

Frankly speaking, those who initially thought Taylor was trying to curry favor with the Freeblade were now speechless. This warrior was simply the best representation of the Emperor's will.

He has seen through the battlefield and can grasp the overall situation as easily as the Regicide Chess Master!

Amazing!

People are looking forward to Taylor's next mission and order. Even if it means dying, the soldiers will probably carry it out because the person who issued the order is a hero of the empire, their hero!
Taylor said, "Everyone retreat! Let's abandon this camp and move closer to the main castle. It's best to quickly march back to the fortress during this time!"

The soldiers were confused. They looked at each other in bewilderment. If they gave up this place, the greenskins would be able to march straight in, outflank the Freeblade, and cause a complete rout of the Empire's front line...

But no one complained or felt dissatisfied, because they had silently vowed to give everything for Taylor!
However, Taylor's only and single-minded thought at the moment is to leave here quickly before being killed by the greenskins!

At the same time, far away from the camp, the green-skinned rough creatures crowded here, and a large number of green-skinned boys were slowly recovering their vitality under the treatment of the mad doctor.

Honestly, does that count as therapy?
If the skin was broken, they would spit on it; if a bone was broken, they would bend it back together; if an arm fell off, they would sew it up with wire.

The big green-skinned mad doctor holding a disc saw and grinning was like a child playing with Lego, playing with the bodies of his subordinates at will.

The poor green boy seemed to feel more pain when he saw him than when he saw death.

Until he was interrupted by a rough voice.

"War, war, my war, how did it become like this? A few humans can stop us?"

The source of the sound was an orc who was almost a head taller than the other orcs, a giant beast about 2-3 meters tall, a war boss.

He wore goggles and colorful paint covering his skin, making him look like one with the forest. He had a beautiful long-bladed knife on his waist, which was like a dagger to him and a short sword to humans.

He had nice armor, boots, and a heavy, scrap-made, large-caliber revolver.
He is cunning, vicious and smart.

He kept on talking. "My plan was discovered. There's a smart human in there. That damn camp."

"That big beautiful mech belongs to us, Snake, my mad doctor, I need to pull that nail!" he said, almost angrily. "Heal more boys, send more soldiers, kill more humans!"

"Blue Face is fighting against Xiami's knights, I can't lose!"

The mad green doctor chuckled. "Pax, my friend, those humans are gone."

"Gone?!" said the green-skinned leader in camouflage uniform in disbelief.

"Impossible. He's so smart. He's the most cunning and tenacious human being I've ever seen."

He scratched his hairless green scalp, his clever, cunning brain working constantly.

"I understand."

"The Empty City Strategy. I saw it in an ancient human book. I can read!"

"He made us think they were away, and then we went towards the red mech, and then he ambushed us."

"That human is cunning and good at fighting. It would be great if he was a greenskin..."

The mad doctor said, "I don't think so. He took everything away. It doesn't seem like a conspiracy."

The leader cursed. "Impossible! Think about it, that human killed so many of our guys. Are you saying that we have been fighting a coward for so long?"

"He's cunning and scary, I understand, just like what Go Mao said."

The green-skinned leader suddenly seemed to have figured something out and spoke to himself.

"Behead them, behead them all at once. The large army can't do anything to them, so I'll go by myself."

"That clever human vs. me! The greatest special warfare orc of this era!"

He shouted happily, and his voice could be heard throughout the forest. It was a kind of restless shout, if that was the right word.

"Waaaagh!"

"waaaaaaaaagh!"

"WAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!!"

The earth-shaking greenskins' war cry startled Taylor awake from the carriage. He looked at the huge green moon in the night of this world, and his inner uneasiness grew stronger.

The convoy was retreating with supplies, and the cold night wind made Taylor tighten his blanket.

He said to the other brothers in the carriage. "I have a bad feeling this thing is usually accurate."

"Roland, are there any more explosive bombs?"

The gentle heavy gunner replied, "Half a box, boss. The last half."

Taylor sighed and said seriously, "Remember, brothers."

"I'll keep the last bullet for myself. I'd rather die than fall into the hands of the aliens."

"If you don't want to live a life worse than death, with all your dignity gone..."

(End of this chapter)