2 hours, 34 minutes, and 31 seconds, this is the time when an orc warrior kills the last Mishal soldier on the outer wall of Wilcot, and during this time, more than 60,000 Mishal soldiers died at the hands of the orc slave soldiers and the hoplites and members of the Papal Guard who rushed to support, not so much a killing, of course, as a massacre.

The orc soldiers who had just moved to the gap in the outer city wall did feel a little taboo about the weapons emitted by those double-edged giant axes in the white scenery ahead, but after these orc warriors saw those Mishaal soldiers with weapons in their hands, the taboo in the hearts of the orc warriors dissipated directly, and on the faces of these orcs, there was also a trace of contempt on their faces, the reason was very simple, these Michar soldiers who appeared in front of them were not bad except for the weapons in their hands, The armor on his body was simply miserable, some wore rusty chain mail, some wore torn leather armor, and even most of the Mishaal soldiers, except for a few layers of linen animal skins, there was not even a piece of armor that could be called cloth armor.

And although these orc warriors have not read a few big characters so far, they have been in the army for nearly 1 year, and they are still very sensitive to the identification of good and bad weapons, and now these orcs have learned to distinguish the difference between steel and iron, and can clearly judge what is good steel and what is inferior iron, as for leather armor and cloth armor............. Well, these armors may have been very popular before they became the army on which the sun never sets, but after joining the army, this armor has reached the realm of ignorance. Therefore, many logistics soldiers do not need to collect weapons and armor on the corpse when cleaning the battlefield, because there is nothing to collect, and those are all touched by them by them after the battle, but the logistics have to collect those cloth armor and leather armor, because the orcs who love to collect trophies after the war will not focus on these armor.

Everyone knows that the two-handed swordsman is the best attacking soldier, and it is a professional bully of lightly armed soldiers. The orcs who inspired the beastly nature rushed into the Mishaal army like a hot wheel with the two-handed sword in their hands, and it was a blood mist in an instant, and the natural brute strength of the orc warrior could instantly shave off a strong Mishaal Snow Mountain warrior with a sword swing. And the unarmored Mishaal soldiers could only let out a faint moan under the axe and sword under the frantic attack of the orc warriors.

The terrifying combat power of the orcs once again frightened the humans of the Northwest Continent, and these berserk orcs used all their skills in battle, even at the cost of face, with their teeth to fight, and the blood in their mouths when they showed a victorious smile after killing the enemy, made the morale of the Mishaal soldiers drop like a rocket, and the Mishaal soldiers who had put on a desperate resistance before completely broke out after a few minutes, and those Mishaal's battlefield overseers originally hoped to use the battle axes in their hands to kill chickens and monkeys, Let these Mishaal soldiers go back and continue the fight, but before they can pull out the weapons on their waists, they are directly drowned in the sea of people.

The Michael reserve army behind was interested in resisting the attack, and also found that although these orc soldiers were brave but few in number, and at this time they were already a little deep in the interior of the war zone, and the comrades around them could just come to encircle and annihilate, but then rushed into the gap The Papal Guard erected a strong human shield for the edge of the area after the orc warriors after the battle, and no matter how much the Michar soldiers pushed and squeezed, chopped and chopped, they could not break up any place. However, the heavily armed swordsmen who then entered the gap became a decoration, at least at this time they did not fight as well as the orc warriors and the Papal Guard.

Of course, the reason why the Mishaal soldiers finally broke and fled into the inner city wall was because the 30,000 or so giant shield crossbowmen outside the city began to tilt their crossbow arrows towards the Mishaal soldiers after boarding the cleaned up city wall, and with the cooperation of the high-level crossbowmen and the heavy infantry below, the Mishaal soldiers had no place to hide, and some Mishaal soldiers had the intention to fight in the streets, but after finding that those violent orc warriors were so strong that they directly pushed the wall to, ignoring the obstacles, and rushed directly over a mess, the Mishaal soldiers did not until the fall of the Mishal Empire, They no longer dared to come up with a plan for street fighting with the Imperial Army on which the sun never sets.

"Into town!" After looking at the collapse of the city wall where the last of the banners disappeared in the distance, Andelt and his guards also began to slowly march towards the city, since the city gate had been occupied, and before that the cast-iron gate had been blasted open by a counterweight trebuchet, Andelt entered through the main gate of the Wilcot fortress.

Walking on both sides of the street, Andelt could still hear the screams of women and children from the surrounding alleys from time to time, and the faint moans of men and old men, but Andelt was indifferent to this. As a high-ranking general of the Empire, Bobby and Andertre were taught a lesson by Sun Lin long before they joined the military department and learned the art of war, and Sun Lin told them that there was no so-called sympathy before, on, or after the battlefield. Therefore, Andelt was very calm in the face of the fact that the sun never set on the Imperial soldiers to search the houses and kill some suspected Mishals, because this is one of the pains that the defeated must experience.

Although there were many Mishaal people who fell to the ground and groaned in the road, and the figure of Mishaal civilians often escaped in the alleys, Andelt let himself move forward with the sound of broken bones with his crotch and his horse's hooves as if he did not see the wounded Mishaals, as for those fleeing Micharid civilians, if they were lucky, they could get around, and if they were unlucky, they would be stabbed to death with a rifle by the members of the general's guard behind Andelt.

After walking this road that stained the victorious conquerors with blood, Andrette also approached the inner wall of Wilcot's fortress, and the shouts of killing from afar became louder and louder, but the mouth that made the sound became less and less, and when Andrête came to the gate in the center of the inner city wall, which had been stained red with blood and filled with siege ladders, several papal guards full of blood had been standing at the gate for a long time, and the cast-iron wooden gate in the inner wall had been knocked open by a temporary siege vehicle built with tower shields, wooden frames of houses, etc.

"What about people?" Andrelt asked with a grim face.

"Your Excellency the General inside the fortress, he has been subdued by us." One of the captains of the Papal Guard replied.

"Good. Take me to him. At this time, Andert's face showed a strange smile.