Simultaneous Journey: Starting from Holy Terra

"Waaagh!!!"

The orc lads roared in response, then ran out of the woods behind them with the real siege ladders assembled by the goblins.

Inspired by the black orc warrior Zugrak, the orc boys felt a surge of power. They felt that they not only looked hard, but also felt hard to the touch!

In short, it's incredibly awesome!

This is why their charge was incredibly fast. From the moment their roars began until they reached the foot of the first fortified city wall, only one minute had passed!

"The orcs are coming! Fire!"

The captains on the fort were pale; they were all veterans who had retired from the chaotic front lines.

They had seen the orcs mixed in with the raider army, their enormous bodies and hard green skin haunting them like a nightmare.

Their strength was extraordinary; one could easily kill more than a dozen conscripted soldiers!

Only long-range archery and artillery can inflict effective damage on them while minimizing losses.

The veterans anticipated that they would be able to unleash five volleys of arrows the moment the orcs charged, killing at least several hundred of them, if not many!

But they never expected the orcs to charge so fast!

"Release the arrows!"

The captains' voices rang out, and thousands of arrows were fired in unison.

However, because the distance was too short, the damage was not very significant.

"Get away from me, you dwarf!"

An orc boy shoved the goblin aside, then quickly climbed the city wall, slashed down a soldier with one blow, and roared as he raised his sword.

"Charge in! Take all that glittering gold!"

"Stop them!"

The squad leader swung his sword at the charging orc boy. The sharp sword, amplified by the squad leader's strength, sliced ​​through the orc boy's skin and embedded itself deeply.

But it was blocked by Waaagh!'s enhanced flesh and blood!

"Roar! I'm super tough! And you're not green enough!" the orc boy roared, forcefully swinging his greatsword horizontally towards the squad leader.

The squad leader instinctively raised his shield, and then felt a tremendous impact.

He was like a toy, sent flying by the orc boy's immense strength, crashing into the wall behind him.

The impact caused the squad leader to lose consciousness instantly.

Seeing this, the surrounding soldiers began to feel fear. They gripped their swords and spears, but dared not step forward.

Seeing this, the orc boys swung their weapons, and the soldiers who had been frightened were cut down and mercilessly torn in two by the orc boys.

The walls of the fortified village only allow two people to stand side by side; this is a special design to prevent orcs and goblins from spreading out after climbing the walls.

When the orcs charge up the city wall, each one occupies the space of two people, so only one can stand on it at a time. Soldiers on both sides can then attack it from both sides to achieve a quick kill.

When goblins rush in, their numbers will be greatly limited, preventing them from being pushed aside by a large influx of goblins.

But when the soldiers became cowardly and retreated, this special defense became the space for the orc boy to maneuver.

The orc boys charged in both directions, killing the laborers and soldiers on the city walls. Some rushed into the fortified village, while others fought their way to the junction between the two fortified villages.

There is a two-meter-wide gap where the fortified village is connected, and the bottom is covered with sharpened wooden sticks. Falling from the city wall, which is about three meters high, means certain death.

Upon discovering that the fortified village had fallen, the squad leaders on both sides quickly led their troops to retreat to either side and then removed the connecting wooden planks.

The goblin and orc boy who rushed forward didn't have time to react and fell below, where they were impaled by wooden sticks.

"roar!"

An orc boy took a running start and leaped towards the fortified village on the opposite side.

But the soldiers on the other side were already prepared, and while the orc boy was still in mid-air, arrows and spears were already extended.

"what!"

The orc boy, his head pierced, also fell into the spike trap below.

However, the farmers and soldiers inside the fortified villages were not so lucky.

The pressure between life and death reminded them of what they had been training for, and they took their unconscious squad leader to the backyard of the fortified village.

But with nowhere to retreat, they could only block the gate and form a gun emplacement to defend it to the death.

"roar!"

The roars of the orc boys echoed, and then the blocked gate was smashed open.

"You shorty, come up here and fight me!" A dozen orc lads came up and roared at the farm soldiers.

The laborers and soldiers gripped their spears, staring intently at the orc boys, but dared not approach.

They had witnessed the orcs' carnage. Their comrades, who had been laughing and joking with them just a moment ago, were cut in two by an orc boy. The disparity in strength chilled them to the bone, and death robbed them of their courage.

In the crowd, Sean gripped his spear tremblingly. As the orc boy, who was a head taller than him, approached, he couldn't help but take a step back.

"Let's fight them!"

"kill!"

The farmers and soldiers in the front row, unable to bear the fear of death, displayed astonishing courage under extreme fear.

They raised their spears and charged at the orc boy, but the difference in skill was too great. The orc boy easily dealt with them and then charged at the people behind him, brandishing his sword.

"Be careful!"

"Pfft!"

Blood splattered on Sean's face, and his pupils constricted.

He saw a head with only half a face remaining, and he saw that familiar face from the past. It was his elder brother, his squad leader, the brother who had joined the army with him and depended on each other for survival.

Even with half its head cut off, the remaining half was still moving its lips.

Sean, who is familiar with lip reading, realized that his older brother was saying, "Run!"

Sean started moving, though he didn't know how. His older brother's words echoed in his mind: he should run if he could, and he would take care of his duties.

Even if the situation is unfavorable, he, as the squad leader and the eldest brother, will fight to the last moment for everyone's glory!

Everyone around him fell down, leaving him alone. He threw down his spear, picked up his brother's sword, and began to swing it wildly.

The combat techniques his lord had taught them came to mind.

He ducked low, then thrust his sword upwards with both hands, piercing the orc's armpit and then diagonally through his chest and into his head.

"Pfft!"

"roar!"

"Thump!"

Sean's sword pierced through one of the orc boys standing in front of him. The orc boy, in pain, swung his wooden club before dying, sending Sean flying.

Sean slammed into the wall behind him, blood gushing from his mouth, flowing from his nose and eyes.

His consciousness began to blur. He saw the orcs approaching, and he saw his brother's head being crushed...

"Ahhhhh!"

He roared and stood up again, and the orcs who surrounded him instinctively raised their weapons.

Unexpectedly, Sean stumbled to his feet, opened the door behind him, and ran towards the warehouse in the fortress.

"I was wrong, he was a coward, that kid died a very shameful death."

The orc boys looked at each other in bewilderment, then chased after the warehouse.

Inside the warehouse, Sean, his eyes already blurred with blood and tears, tremblingly picked up the fuse of the explosives.

He thought of the last meeting Ye Ming held for them before they came to be stationed there—

"This is a last resort. If the fortified village falls and you are unable to retreat, I hope you will hold onto your love for your families and Aurora, and light the fuse in the warehouse. But remember, this is only a last resort. Rather than fighting to the death, I hope you can return!"

"—Lord, lord..."

Sean raised his hand, trembling, took out a match, struck it, and lit it near the fuse.

He leaned against the explosives, his eyes vacant as he stared toward the fortified village behind him, and slowly lowered his raised hand.

"My brother...he didn't...let you down..."

"Boom—"