Chapter 158: Attacking the Heart

The way of using soldiers, attacking the heart is the top, and attacking the city is the bottom. Psychological warfare is the top, and military warfare is the bottom. The best way to defeat the enemy is often to break their will or morale, and Angler has taken this to heart and used it on the battlefield.

Although the orc warriors charged the more than 10,000 Mishaal soldiers who had been withdrawn from the frontline battlefield, they were not the kind to stop when they collided with each other. Orc warriors are sturdy, and they can often knock oncoming short human warriors away in the process of charging, not to mention that the equipment on the bodies of these orc slave soldiers is specially made for orc warriors, and the shoulders, chests and other parts are equipped with steel ramming horns, horns and other parts of the armor, these small parts and combined with the strong body of the orcs, can often make the charging power of some parts of the orcs in a high-speed charging state comparable to that of heavy cavalry.

So when the orc soldiers collided with the 10,000 snow-capped mountain raiders, these Mishals, who thought they were the strongest in the Northwest Continent and could tear apart the enemy's armor with their battle axes, were basically knocked into the air, and from a distance, it looked like a silver-green triangle, knocking a rectangle in two.

Novasv, who arrived safely, and the 5,000 Mishaal Royal Axe Guards who had just left the Mishaal 3rd Line War Zone had the intention to stop them, but in the end, they could only watch as the 10,000 orc warriors slashed and rushed towards the Misharid soldiers who were blocking their advance, while striding forward without the slightest lingering.

At this time, the orc warriors seem to be in love with the battle, unless there is no way to be blocked, otherwise these orc warriors are just symbolically waving the big sword in their hands to force away the Michal soldiers who rushed up, or directly dodge, from a distance, the orc troops are like a finger across the water in slow motion, although the head part cuts the calm water surface, but the snow mountain raiders who are compared to water are also like water, and they reunite after the finger stroke, just like nothing to do, Of course, those droplets that are carried away by the fingers can also be regarded as orc charges, and if they are unlucky, they will be cut in two by the orc's big sword.

After breaking through the siege of the Mishals, the 10,000 orc warriors launched a new charge towards the rear of the Snowy Mountain Raiders in the first-line area, and at this time, if Novasev had focused some of his attention on the two flanks of the battlefield instead of all of this orc slave army, Novasv would have found that the Snowy Mountain Raiders and the Papal Guards were on both flanks. Previously, relying on 15,000 people to block 20,000 snow mountain berserkers and eliminate the dominant position of the heavy swordsmen who raided the two wings of the Papal Guard, with the long-range attack of 15,000 Yoman longbowmen in the rear, the sharpness of these 20,000 snow mountain berserkers has been exhausted, and they have been squeezed into the area where the 100,000 snow mountain raiders are located, making the already very crowded Michar front even more crowded. And as the sound of armor colliding sounded, 10,000 orc warriors, led by human slave owners, rushed into the rear of Michar's 120,000 hand-to-hand soldiers in a scattered formation, and at the same time, an intermittent Michar language spread among Michar's hand-to-hand combatants.

"All of your compound archers are dead, all members of your royal guard have been killed, and even His Majesty Novasv has been killed by us!" , to a similar sentence like a plague, instantly spread among the 100,000 Mishal soldiers, and in less than a minute, even the Mishal people who were in the front row fighting the Papal Guard knew this sentence.

Although the Mishals in the rear were skeptical of this statement, it could not be denied that the army that the sun never set had come up from their rear, and with the obstruction of the Papal Guards in front and the squeeze of the heavily armed swordsmen on both wings, even a fool knew that he was surrounded at this time.

"Surrounded, your own commander should still be alive." This is what the Mishaal soldiers in the rear are thinking at the moment; "It is surrounded, and the fate of its commander is unknown." This is the idea of the soldiers of the Central Mishaal; And at the very front of the front, this idea has degenerated into "surrounded!" The commander of his own side has been killed, and the support troops in the rear have been wiped out by the Sunset, otherwise why would the rear be attacked by the Orc forces of the Sunset Empire? "That's pretty much it, even the Misharid soldiers who were at the rear of the first line did not expect that the Misharid soldiers at the front of the line were already rumored to believe the news that their Majesty Novasv had been killed.

Perhaps the Michar soldiers in the rear would be speechless about the Mishals in front, but if they were pulled to the front soon, Andelt believed that they would also agree with the news of the death of the commander, because according to Andelt's understanding, the Michar generally believed that "seeing is believing", and at this time, although they did not believe that their emperor had been killed in battle, they knew that they were surrounded by the army of the empire on which the sun never set. And they can't see anything else when they look backwards, and sometimes the more you don't want to look at something, the more something comes to mind.

So it didn't take long for Novasev, who was at the rear of the battle line, to find out in horror that the Mishals, who were at the forefront of the battle line, began to have no intention of fighting, and began to move to the rear under the deliberate advance and squeeze of the Papal Guard: "What's going on, is there a rout?" But it can't be! Obviously, there is nothing wrong with our army, aren't the 10,000 orc soldiers about to be surrounded by my guards and 10,000 Snow Mountain raiders? ”

But no matter how Novasv didn't believe it, the Mishaal forward front did begin to rout, and under the deliberate advance of the army on all sides, the speed of this rout became faster and faster, and the scope became wider and wider, from the initial forward front to the crowded center, and then to the rear, all the soldiers of the Mishaal first front completely collapsed in less than 5 minutes, although even these scattered Mishaal soldiers themselves did not know what to do at this time, why did they want to throw down their weapons and shields and run back, but the facts are already in front of them, The winner of this battle has gone to the side on which the sun never sets.

"Assault of the whole army! Kill as many Mishals as you can, and never let too many Mishaal soldiers escape from the Rough Plains! Captain of the Guard, follow me to reap the lives of the Mishals! With a triumphant smile, Andult rushed to the front of the battlefield under the protection of the general's guard, and with him were the flaming barrels that swirled in the air, the conical arrows that had just been fired from the longbowman, and so on.