A Brutal Threat

These Crushridge Brutes stood two to three times taller than ordinary human soldiers. Waving enormous wooden clubs, they charged forward with howls, and their force of several dozen men surpassed that of an entire human army.

For the soldiers standing in the front row, facing these monsters was no different from Imperial Army soldiers without heavy equipment confronting Greenskins' primitive war chariots head-on.

Most could only close their eyes and await the final outcome. At that moment, the loss of a life seemed as insignificant as dust settling to the ground.

Seeing morale severely shattered and the soldiers generally unable to withstand such a blow, Roderick had no choice but to alter the battle plan.

They had already killed dozens of ordinary Ogre warriors, further compressing the territory controlled by the Crushridge Ogre Tribe.

Roderick personally led a group of knights with exceptional individual strength into the ruins, hunting down lone Ogre warriors or small Ogre squads.

The other soldiers took advantage of the night to dig irregular pits around the perimeter of their position. They filled them with sharp spikes, covered them with a layer of branches, then concealed them beneath dirt.

Human soldiers could pass through safely if they slowed down, but when Ogre warriors ran, their earth-shaking force would send them straight into the traps.

After they hunted several Ogres, the enemy's elite also began searching for Roderick's group in squads.

Even with Roderick's strength, he could not swiftly kill every enemy in an entire squad. Seeing the danger of being surrounded, they could only fight while retreating, luring a squad of pursuing Crushridge Brutes into the trap zone.

These powerful elite Ogre warriors, whose running shook the earth, immediately fell into the traps one after another. Sharp spikes pierced their bodies in an instant. The deliberately