Bone-Breaker Battle Standard

Legendary Storm Lord. This was the first time Soren had seen Legendary Professional in this world. Although the caravan's mistress was very powerful, she was only a high-level Wizard, still quite far from Legendary Professional. The woman before him was a female Warrior living near the tropical jungle. They generally worshipped the Storm God, and warlike cruelty and bloodlust were in their nature. They held men in contempt, regarding them as tools for mating and reproduction. Some called them Amazon.

Amazon are not just humans, but refer to all intelligent species living near Tropical Rainforest.

It was a place very similar to the Underdark, where the female Drow ruled their tribes with Cruelty in the Underdark. Similarly, in the Tropical Rainforest region, humans, Centaur, Naga Siren, and others ruled their tribes with the same Cruelty. They maintained a tradition of female supremacy, with females at the core of the tribe, responsible for fighting, Slaughter, and protecting the territory; any male was merely a subordinate. Because their habitat was fraught with danger, the intelligent races there were exceptionally warlike.

Their population is less than one-hundredth of that of the southern region, yet their fighting power completely surpasses that of the entire southern region.

If they hadn't split into countless tribes, unifying the tropical jungle all the way to the coast would have been a very simple matter. The adventure level of that area was 12, only slightly lower than the Underdark.

"Ogre"

The female Warrior, spear in hand, spoke with a chilling voice laced with rage, like a powder keg ready to explode at any moment, making anyone who heard it feel as if a thunderclap had struck their ear. "Take your tribe and get out of here!"

"Otherwise, I will kill you all."

The Two-Headed Ogre showed no fear, even though its opponent was Storm Lord from Legendary Domain.

It took out a heavy battle flag and planted it into the ground. The heavy flagpole probably weighed hundreds of pounds and was painted with strange skull patterns, but it seemed completely unconcerned about its weight, easily plunging it several tens of centimeters into the ground with one hand. As the distance gradually closed, the gathered Ogre Warrior came into view. Ordinary Ogre were about 2.4 meters tall and weighed over 500 pounds, with thick layers of fat all over their bodies, but not in a bloated, obese way; rather, it was a kind of robust muscle mass covered with a layer of fat.

Especially their bellies, which are clearly chubby, yet you can still see the outline of strong abdominal muscles.

The Two-Headed Ogre was over three meters tall, looking like a small Giant. The left head spoke, while the right head remained silent. Its face was painted with dark blue varnish, extending from its forehead to its chest. Its thick arms bore Rune resembling tattoos, and it wore a Animal Hide cloak. "Human."

The Two-Headed Ogre raised its battle banner, and behind it rose a chorus of Ogre, as if they were on drugs. Even though it hadn't cast any Spell, the other Ogre' eyes rapidly turned bloodshot, their muscles bulging, and they brandished their weapons, roaring furiously. The muffled sound of the war drums also intensified, and the Ogre stared at the battle banner with boundless excitement, as if they might unleash Rage at any moment.

The Two-Headed Ogre, gazing at the White Horse City army before him, stood atop its towering battle flag. As a Wizard, he had no intention of retreating. He roared, "The Bone-Breaker Tribe's banner has been planted on this land! Let the battle tell us who has the right to decide its ownership!"

Knock knock knock!

The wild drums of war sounded as the Ogre stared at the White Horse City army that appeared before him, grinning maliciously as he brandished his whip. With a crack, more than twenty Ironback Boar charged towards the human army. These beasts, weighing nearly half a ton, moved with astonishing force. They were a mutated species, almost the size of a rhinoceros, and their diet included some rocks and minerals. Gnoll and Lizardfolk Slave were driven forward, followed closely by Ogre Warrior wielding Morningstar.

"Form ranks! Heavy crossbowmen!"

The one giving the orders was a fully armored Warrior, his entire body covered by armor and his head covered by a steel mask, so only his deep voice could be heard. Following his command, the White Horse City Guard began to disperse, and rows of Heavy Infantry wearing chainmail to Half-plate stepped forward. They carried Steel Shield on their backs, Longsword at their waists, and drew heavy Heavy Crossbow from behind them, rapidly loading them.

Thirty people were arranged in a row, about five meters apart, with five rows intersecting each other, forming a defensive line three meters deep.

These heavy Heavy Crossbow, which required ordinary people to step on them to load, were easily loaded by hand. They then set up the crossbow bolts and aimed, but did not pull the trigger. They were waiting for the commander's order.

"Form ranks! Heavy Crossbow!"

The Ogre drove the Ironback Boar and prisoners rapidly closer. The commander of the White Horse City army remained calm. As he gave the order, the light infantry in the rear ranks spread out on both flanks, loaded their Heavy Crossbow, and aimed them at the enemy.

"Third Knight Squad, prepare!"

The heavily armored cavalry, clad in full Plate Armor armor, assembled. They lowered their knight masks, soothed their horses, and then raised their lances, each over four meters long, forming a formation of ten men per row, spaced three meters apart. These knights were all Warrior had advanced to at least the Tier 2, some even reaching the third rank; they were the elite of the White Horse Guard.

"Wizard, prepare!"

More than thirty Golem gathered together, approaching from the flanks with heavy steps. The entire formation formed a U-shape, resembling a pocket, with Adventurer providing cover on both flanks. The Wizard had already begun casting spells, buffing themselves with Mage Armor and shields. The battle was not yet at the point where they should intervene; these were merely trash driven here to their deaths.

"Song of Courage! Bless!"

A soaring war song resounded, and a Chanter in white robes appeared. This was an advanced class of Bard, requiring them to also serve as priests. As his song echoed, everyone seemed to become fired up. Streaks of white light appeared as the accompanying priests began to bless the Warrior with Deity blessings, allowing them to temporarily forget their fear and even lessen their pain. More than a dozen assembled Ballista were pushed out, their thick bolts aimed at the enemy ahead.

The distance is getting closer and closer.

When the distance between the two sides closed to within three hundred meters, the commander swung his Longsword down sharply and roared, "Fire!"

Slurp slurp!

The Ballista pierced through an Ironback Boar in an instant, leaving a bloody hole. The Heavy Infantry in front pulled the trigger, and heavy bolts flew out, instantly felling large numbers of Lizardfolk and Gnoll. They calmly reloaded their bolts, and after firing their third volley, they lowered their heavy crossbows, drew their Longsword, raised their shields, reduced the distance to three meters, and began to form ranks in place.

The light infantry behind continued firing rapidly, and the prisoners driven by the Ogre fell one after another, all dead before they even reached a hundred meters. But some of the thick-skinned Ironback Boar survived, charging forward in a frenzy despite being riddled with crossbow bolts. The Heavy Infantry within fifty meters of the Ironback Boar began to disperse, widening the distance to five meters. As the Ironback Boar charged, they swiftly dodged to the side and thrust their Longsword towards the necks.

Blood splattered everywhere.

These Heavy Warrior, whose professional level was at least Tier 2, ignored the boars after they charged past, and once again formed a loose formation about five meters apart, gripping their shields and Longsword tightly in their hands, facing the Ogre rushing from behind in three ranks.

"Support troops! Take down those wild boars!"

The Adventurer began attacking the Ironback Boar that had broken through the first line of defense. These foolish beasts could only move in straight lines. After the Heavy Infantry of the first line of defense cleared the way, they charged straight back, preparing to attack the light infantry behind them. The Adventurer on the flanks began firing. These beasts were quite large, and the second line of defense was thirty meters away, enough for the archers to unleash a volley. Soren also drew his Heavy Crossbow and shot a boar in the head, instantly gaining 500 Slaughter Experience.

"Golem, advance!"

The enormous Golem strode forward with heavy steps, heading towards the Ogre charging from behind.

Once the distance closed to seventy or eighty meters, the charging Ogre Warrior drew his iron spear, leaned back sharply, and hurled it at the Heavy Infantry Warrior in front of him.

"Get out of the way!" the commander growled.

"Protection from Missiles!"

Dozens of iron spears struck the energy field, but instantly shattered the Protection from Energy. Seven or eight Heavy Infantry who couldn't Dodge time were hit; five died instantly with their armor pierced, and three who tried to block with their shields were knocked down by the force, quickly staggering to their feet. They were equipped with Steel Shield, so even if they were hit by the iron spears, they wouldn't be fatal as long as they blocked with their shields, but it clearly made combat more difficult.

The Ogre, wielding weapons weighing hundreds of pounds, charged forward, closing the distance to within 50 meters. They roared, their skin turning red, and swung their Morningstar down with ferocious force.

--"The Grease!"

--"Web!"

"Haste!"

--"Bull's Strength!"

--"Transmute Rock to Mud!"

Wizard and priests began casting Spell in quick succession, but not offensive ones. Instead, they unleashed a series of control Spell, simultaneously granting the Heavy Infantry in front of them Bull's Strength and Haste. These Spell lasted only a few minutes, and even a third-tier Wizard could only cast them for a dozen minutes.

Grease and Web were ineffective against Ogre. They advanced step by step, and the Grease only caused them to slip slightly, while the Web were easily broken, doing nothing to slow their charge. As the distance closed to about 30 meters, the Ogre Warrior roared, their speed instantly increasing to its Extreme Dash, and they swung their heavy Morningstar down at their enemies!

Ding ding ding!

A series of parries rang out as the first rank of Heavy Infantry took a step back, firmly blocking the Ogre's attack.

Temporarily increases the target's Strength by 4 points, up to a maximum of 25 points, for a duration of Spell Power * 1 minute.

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