Mythology: Ragnarok

The orc marshal nodded and ordered, "Tomorrow, the entire army will be mobilized to surround the city from three directions and strive to take it in one fell swoop."

The adjutant asked doubtfully, "But... Marshal, haven't we invested too much in this city? Why don't we just detour and attack other cities? As long as we break through the border, we can launch a full-scale attack."

The orc marshal rebuked, "Do you know how much of a blow it will be to morale if we retreat here? This city has been invaded by suicide squads multiple times. Do you know what it means if our 200,000 regular troops can't even get in?! If the humans win the first battle and their morale soars, we will surely lose even if we attack other cities! The most important thing in military campaigns is the morale and the hearts of the people. We cannot afford to lose these. Moreover, if we take a detour to invade Avalon and leave such a large city behind, we will be surrounded by the enemy and unable to get supplies. So now we only have one choice: to capture this city. In that case, Avalon will be powerless to resist our army and will become part of the orc empire. Otherwise, we will atone with our deaths."

Upon hearing this, the adjutant immediately saluted and said, "Then I will immediately order the slaughter of cattle and sheep so that all the soldiers can be well fed, in preparation for tomorrow's decisive battle."

After saying this, the adjutant left the tent to prepare for tomorrow's battle.

At this moment, the orc marshal looked at the distant road and shouted viciously, "Two hundred thousand elite orc troops, I refuse to believe that I cannot defeat this weak human army!"

The next day, after it was fully light...

As the rousing bugle call sounded, the orcs' army of 200,000 launched a full-scale attack on Roadbell.

This time, the orcs did not attack rashly. Instead, they used catapults to bombard the siege equipment from behind. Agred then tried to use the same tactic again, but this time the orc shamans were already on guard against Agred. Their unique interference magic directly interrupted Agred's chanting, causing the ninth-tier magic circle in his hand to collapse.

Huge boulders crashed down on the city walls, instantly creating a large hole. The walls were riddled with holes from this bombardment, and the human army on the walls suffered heavy losses and fled in disarray. Even though Agred immediately ordered them to withdraw from the walls and, together with the mages, erected magical shields to block them, the damned orc shamans interfered again, destroying the shields of all the mages except Agred. Ultimately, this resulted in severe damage to the human forces, with the archers almost completely wiped out and most of the melee soldiers also injured.

However, this magical clash made Agreed realize that the orc shamans could interrupt chanting but not instantaneous spells.

Upon seeing this, the orc army was greatly encouraged and launched an attack. Large numbers of orc troops appeared from the other three directions, except for the rear, and they surged towards the city walls like a destructive wave.

At that moment, Agreed immediately used nature magic to ask the distant tree spirits, "Have the enemies all entered the fray?"

The aged voice replied, "That's about enough. There are only 20,000 to 30,000 logistics troops left in the camp."

“Very good. Now move out and take down the enemy camp before coming to the front lines to support us.” With that, Agreed hung up the communication spell and turned to look at the battlefield before him.

Seeing the orc troops who had all stormed into the outer perimeter of the city walls, Agreed took out the horn behind him and said, "It's time for all the characters in this great battle to make their appearance!" After saying that, he blew the horn with all his might, and the elven troops instantly climbed up one side of the city wall, raised their elven bows, and began their hunt.

The elves' arrows, like cold hunters, pierced the gaps in the orcs' armor with unerring accuracy. At the same time, the natural magic attached to the arrows activated, and strange plants grew inside the orcs' bodies, absorbing their life force until their bodies were transformed into bizarre potted plants.

These are the elves' exclusive arrows. Anyone who is not skilled in nature magic will surely die if hit by them. Elves practice archery from a young age and are extremely skilled. Ordinary armor cannot withstand their arrows. As a result, the orcs suffered heavy casualties before they even reached the city walls. Although the orc archers tried to fight back, they were all killed by the elven archers who were one step ahead. The elves were just too fast!

Just as the orcs turned their catapults around to focus their attention on the elves, the ground beneath the catapults collapsed, destroying them all.

Upon seeing this, the orc shamans exclaimed in surprise, "High-level nature magic! Have members of the elven royal family arrived here as well?"

The elven royal family would naturally not deign to come here. It was Agreed who just cast the nature magic. He had learned this nature magic from Xiscana and never expected it to come in handy here. Nature magic is instantaneous, so the orc shaman couldn't interrupt it at all. Nature magic is a very practical type of magic. As long as it gains the approval and response of nature, these spells are instantaneous and consume very little energy. Unfortunately, the only drawback and regret of this type of magic is that the most powerful nature magic is at most a natural disaster that can wipe out a city or country, like an earthquake, tsunami, volcanic eruption, or ice age. In terms of power, it is completely incomparable to the forbidden spells that Tutankhamun described as being able to easily destroy planets.

But to be honest, this idea is a bit too Versailles-like. Even the forbidden spells used by the top forbidden spell masters of Augustus only have the magical effect of destroying 500 million square kilometers. Moreover, the greater the power of the forbidden spell, the longer the chanting time. The destructive spell mentioned earlier, which is enough to clear the surface of the earth, requires seven days of uninterrupted magic supply and chanting to activate.

The scene returns to the battlefield, where the orcs, having lost support from the rear, still charged towards the city wall in a suicidal manner. The city wall, riddled with holes, no longer needed ladders, and the orcs simply leaped up to the top.

But the elven soldiers who had been waiting there, armed with melee weapons, immediately met these uninvited guests with their precious swords. The elven soldiers whirled their blades, killing and throwing the orcs who climbed up one after another.

Humans have long held a deep misunderstanding about elves, believing they are weak in close combat. However, this is far from the truth. Although the Elven Bow is a recurve bow, its exquisite materials require at least 500 pounds of arm strength to draw. 500 pounds! And that's just arm strength! To put that into perspective, if they can use that strength to draw the bowstring that could take your life, they can also use that strength to blow your skull open!

Furthermore, there is a common-sense fact you should know: archers are arguably the strongest of all troop types. This is because the range of weapons like bows and arrows depends on the tension you can apply to them. In order for arrows to travel further, faster, and more deadly, archers are selected from among the strongest and most powerful men of each tribe.

Don't be fooled by the fact that most elves are slender and sickly-looking. Their body structure is actually very similar to that of tree spirits. They are incredibly strong, but their joint flexibility is much worse than that of humans. Therefore, their close combat ability is not very agile. But to be honest, agility is a winning factor that is only considered in high-level games.

This is why the Elf race has always ranked among the top ten in terms of individual combat strength among soldiers of various races. However, the Elf does have a fatal weakness: defense.

To compensate for their lack of agility and freedom, the elven warriors have basically never worn heavy armor since they came into existence. They mostly wear rattan armor or soft armor. Even the elven royal family only wears close-fitting, flexible, high-grade armor such as mithril vests.

Therefore, elven forces are relatively weak in defense, which is why their casualty rate is usually very extreme. They either achieve an absolute victory with no wounded soldiers or suffer a complete defeat with heavy casualties or even no survivors.