Chapter 272: Playing Big
After being shot in the head, the body of the Sheep-Horned Priest instantly went limp, his mouth opening and closing as he slowly fell to the ground from the explosive giant lizard under him.
The bloodthirsty smile on the face of the Orc warrior who was suppressing Gandalf's sword suddenly stopped. He didn't know what had happened and why the goat priest suddenly died.
Gandalf, on the other hand, looked towards the city wall with joy, and saw his second son holding a musket and looking at him with a smile.
Gandalf showed a relieved smile on his face. After surviving the disaster, he roared loudly, his body glowed white, and he rushed forward with force, knocking away the orc warrior who was pressing on him, and then continued to fight with him with his sword.
As the first gunshot was heard, the guards also opened fire one after another, but their muskets had not been strengthened and were not as accurate as Gervis's long musket, and they could not hit wherever they were pointed.
Sometimes, although the aim is on the orc priest, it ends up hitting other orcs directly. However, this kind of shooting from a high position has a high chance of killing ordinary orcs in one shot.
Dozens of seconds later, Gervis loaded the second round of ammunition and continued shooting without hesitation while lying on the city wall. The targets Gervis chose were all orc priests holding staffs. In addition to the goat-horn priests, there were also some dog-headed men and werewolf priests that Gervis had never seen before.
With the second gunshot, Gervis took away the second orc priest. This situation finally made the orcs on the scene discover the abnormality on the city wall. As long as an explosion was heard on the city wall, someone among them would definitely fall down.
"Could it be a human magician? But how could there be so many magicians in this castle? Aren't magicians suppressed? And it's impossible to tell what kind of spell the death priest was hit by."
Orcs have the highest status among the orcs. They can practice cultivation, and their intelligence is not much worse than that of humans. Therefore, they know a lot about human affairs and immediately remembered the existence of magicians among humans.
"You guys, go to the city wall and kill those humans! They might be magicians!"
With some guesses in mind, the orcs did not dare to underestimate Gervis and others, and shouted anxiously to the orc priests and leaders behind them.
"As you command, Master Warrior!"
The orc leader nearby looked in the direction the half-orc warrior pointed, responded immediately, and then roared loudly, ordering the crowded orcs to gather under the city wall.
"Oh my god, this is going to be a big deal!"
Looking at the densely packed orcs rushing towards him underground, Gervis let out a strange cry. He didn't know that the orcs mistook him for a human magician. After all, there were no magicians on the Eurasian continent. This was the world of knights.
The orcs' order made almost all the orc leaders come out in full force. At a glance, Gervis saw more than ten orc leaders and priests.
Fortunately, the number of Orc warriors was small, just enough to deal with Gandalf and others. Otherwise, Gervis would probably have to face one or two Orcs whose combat power was comparable to that of the Silver Knights.
"Ike, keep shooting on the stairs!"
Seeing the orcs rushing towards the spear phalanx like a tide, Gervis did not dare to be negligent. The spear phalanx was effective against ordinary orcs, but it would not last long against the orc chief and the priest.
"Yes, sir!"
Gervis threw the musket to Ik, then rode the unicorn quickly back to the foot of the city wall.
The battle at Rose Castle finally entered a white-hot stage. Gervis rode his unicorn and kept charging into the group of orcs under the city wall. The spear phalanx and the surviving guards were also resisting, but casualties gradually began to appear.
The orcs were too dense, and there were also many orc leaders, so even Gervis riding a unicorn had a hard time moving forward.
In the end, Gervis simply jumped off the unicorn and fought side by side with it. The unicorn's attack was to sprint and stab people with its limbs and long horns, but at the moment the orcs were so dense that the unicorn's sprint could not be fast enough, and it could only ram the orcs in a small range.
Gervis swung the sword in his hand continuously, killing the orc leaders and engaging in a melee.
There were seven or eight orc leaders in front of Gervis, and behind him were three orc priests riding on magical pets who kept casting spells at Gervis.
"kill!"
Gervis unleashed his full fighting spirit, and the might of the swung sword frightened the orc leaders so much that they dared not attack without thinking!
For Gervis, the orc priest is the biggest threat to him. The various attack spells released by the orc priest from time to time distract Gervis a lot, and he dare not concentrate on dealing with the orc leader in front of him.
The guards on the city wall also wanted to learn from Gervis to use muskets to deal with the orc priests, but unfortunately the orc priests had learned their lesson from the previous experience and no longer stood still as they did just now. Even when casting spells, the magical pets under them kept running left and right, making it impossible for Ik and others to aim and shoot.
If a bullet from their muskets missed the target, it would take dozens of seconds to reload.
puff!
Gervis swung his sword and killed an orc leader who dared to approach, but the orc priest behind him immediately seized the opportunity. A black light shot out from in front of the orc priest and hit Gervis' shoulder directly in an instant, not only piercing through the mithril, but also penetrating Gervis' body.
"Grass!"
Gervis felt as if his shoulder was hit by a sniper rifle, and there was a piercing pain.
While cursing, he was still frightened. The orc priest had just aimed at his neck. Fortunately, Gervis discovered it early and dodged quickly to avoid the vital point.
hiss!
Seeing the bloody hole on Gervis' left shoulder, the unicorn started to go crazy, and with a long hiss, it began to charge around Gervis.
"kill!"
Gervis did not retreat because of his injury. Instead, he became even more crazy and hacked several orc leaders back step by step.
The injured Gervis did not retreat, because there was a phalanx of spears behind him. If he retreated, these orc leaders could break up the phalanx with just one charge, and then all the slave soldiers and survivors would be slaughtered.
When Ik and his men saw that Gervis was injured, they ignored Gervis' orders, threw away their muskets, and rushed down the stairs. The loading of the muskets was too slow, and the orc priests had become cunning, so it would be more effective to just charge down directly.
While Gervis was fighting hard under the city wall, the area where several silver knights who were originally surrounded by orcs had become empty. The departure of the orc leader and the priest relieved them of a lot of pressure. They only needed to concentrate on dealing with the half-orc warriors in front of them.
"Gandalf, I didn't expect that your second son is so powerful. Why haven't I heard you mention it before?"
A baron stood back to back with Gandalf, swinging his swords with great force, yet still making jokes. They were all veterans who had fought in many battles, and although they had just been surrounded, it did not change their mentality, not to mention that the pressure was now greatly reduced.
"Bernie, you old fool, keep talking nonsense. Hurry up and kill these orcs. If anything happens to my little Gervis, don't blame me for breaking up with you in the future!"
Gandalf almost yelled at the top of the slope, his son had been trapped in an encirclement in order to help him and others, but this old guy was still talking nonsense here!
"I'm just kidding you. I'm gathering my strength! I can't kill this bastard!!"
The baron named Bernie smiled bitterly, and immediately shut his mouth after being scolded by Gandalf.
"Orc bastard, take my Fiery Critical Attack!"
Bernie roared, and the fighting spirit in his body began to condense. The white light that originally covered his body slowly mixed with a hint of orange-red, and the long sword in Bernie's hand suddenly emitted a beam of flame, burning with a crackling sound.
The Orc warrior who was fighting with him was frightened and wanted to retreat, but he had no chance to escape. The flaming sword stabbed out from Bernie's hand quickly, and the long sword light pierced through the iron shield in the hand of the Orc warrior, but the remaining force did not decrease and directly penetrated the body of the Orc. In an instant, the body of the Orc seemed to be poured with hot oil and immediately burned.
“Wild Wind Slash!”
"Quick Shadow Sword Strike!"
“Whirlwind!”
As Bernie used his secret plan, Gandalf and the other Silver Knights also began to exert their strength, no longer holding back their own fighting spirit, and launched a fierce attack on the orcs.
(End of this chapter)
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