Volume 2 Before the Disaster Chapter 157 Iron Armor

The next day, the temporary camp was officially completed.

All forces settled down according to Marvin's arrangements.

More adventurers were lingering outside the camp, ready to reap some benefits after the battle began.

It's noon.

Outside the camp, all the soldiers who were about to participate in this war were assembled.

Yes, no matter what your previous identity was, once you participate in the glorious battle of opening up the wilderness, your identity is a soldier.

You must obey the lord's orders.

No matter what you think in your heart, you still have to at least put on a show.

Everyone gathered outside the camp, according to the forces they belonged to.

Marvin rode his horse slowly from the northernmost part.

He wore a sword at his waist, which was left by his grandfather when he was pioneering the wilderness.

Now, it is back in his hands.

This kind of pre-war mobilization was actually mostly to boost morale. But the problem was that the army under Marvin's command was completely gathered from all directions.

With the exception of a few, they had no loyalty to Marvin.

No matter what Marvin said, it would be difficult to motivate them to fight for themselves.

So he simply drew his sword, symbolically bumped it against the raised weapons of the soldiers in the front row, then turned his horse around and returned to their front.

The next second, he raised his sword high and roared:

"honor!"

"wealth!"

"open up!"

His voice was loud and clear, echoing in everyone's ears like thunder!

That's because he used a witchcraft scroll.

Except for the wizards, everyone was shocked. Their eyes were finally focused on Marvin and finally on the tip of the sword.

Marvin watched all this with satisfaction, his eyes sweeping over everyone:

"Warriors."

"Our ancestors explored the wilderness countless times and opened up one piece of pure land after another in the monster-filled Fenan."

"Now, we will follow their glory and march into the wilderness."

"I, Baron Marvin, will lead you to explore the wilderness again based on the Wilderness Development Order issued by the Southern Wizarding Union."

"Today's battle is just the beginning. The wealth and resources we can obtain are far more than you can imagine."

“We are unstoppable.”

"We will kill all the monsters. In five or ten years, this place will be extremely prosperous. And we will be rewarded for helping the alliance open up a new territory."

"Titles, fiefdoms, money, beauties... everything is within easy reach."

"Now, please join me and draw your weapons!"

Marvin shouted the last sentence almost at the top of his lungs.

Bang!

The chaotic but loud sound of metal clashing immediately rang out!

Everyone drew their weapons.

They looked at Marvin silently, no matter what their purpose was in participating in this battle.

But now that they are on the battlefield, they have only one goal, which is to defeat the enemy!

After all, their enemies are the terrifying ogres!

A squad of human soldiers may not be a match for an ogre.

Trying to play tricks at a time like this is tantamount to seeking death.

Ma Wen raised his sword high and slashed down at the mountain!

whoosh!

There was a sound of something cutting through the air.

"Set off!"

The army moved slowly.

…

On the Ogre Mountain, huge but agile figures are working frantically.

They are building fortifications.

Ogres are not simply savage monsters. Some of them have quite high intelligence and can speak the common language.

They had also heard about the Wilderness Development Order.

Coupled with the warning from the old man in black, they were well prepared.

There are a total of forty-five ogres in the entire ogre tribe, and each of them is in their prime.

They migrated down from the Screaming Mountains in order to survive; and the reason they did not launch a surprise attack on the White River Valley was because the monsters on the Screaming Mountains were bound by the power of order.

This was the restriction set by the God Lance back then.

This force of order will only be lifted when outsiders actively invade.

All the ogres are excited!

They have long wanted to come down the mountain and taste the human taste, but they have never had the opportunity.

After all, the meat of the gnoll is too sour and astringent to be eaten.

And now, Marvin has issued the Wilderness Development Order to attack them, which means that the constraints on them are no longer there.

They can rush into human territory at will and occupy their own territory.

This is what every ogre dreams of.

In fact, if their leader had not severely stopped them, most of the ogres would have rushed down, swung their weapons and smashed these weak humans into meat patties.

They have long been unable to suppress their bloodthirsty desires.

They didn't understand why the leader insisted on defending the mountain. Wouldn't it be better to just kill them directly?

These humans are no match for the powerful ogres!

You know, every ogre is born with a racial specialty - innate supernatural power!

This means that their initial strength will not be lower than 20 points!

This is a very scary number.

Coupled with their extraordinary recovery ability and equally strong physique - except for their lack of agility, ogres are almost the most perfect warriors.

And humans?

In the eyes of ogres, humans are just a kind of food, and they taste pretty good.

However, in this ogre tribe, the leader's orders are above all else. They know his great power, so they will not offend him easily.

Since the leader said we should hold the mountain, let’s hold it.

Anyway, the leader had promised that sooner or later, he would lead them down the mountain, rush into human territory, and hunt their favorite prey.

…

West of Ogre Mountain, two miles.

At Marvin's signal, the army stopped advancing.

At this distance, both sides can see each other.

Moreover, with the sprinting speed of an adult ogre, it can rush into the human camp in three minutes, so it is necessary to maintain a certain distance.

I saw that strict defensive fortifications had been built at the foot of the mountain and on the mountainside.

This is not the style of an ogre.

Marvin frowned slightly.

If we forcefully attack the mountain, the battle will be very tragic. The ogres occupy the high ground, and there are many rocks around them. With their terrifying arm strength, they can at least throw these rocks a quarter mile away!

If I try to climb the mountain by force, I will probably be crushed to death before I even reach the ogre!

"This is not going to be good."

Marvin saw the fearful eyes of the people behind him. They were all mortals, and if they were hit by the stone, they would surely die.

"We must find a way to drive these monsters down from the mountain."

Marvin swung his sword and immediately issued the first order.

Soon, under the protection of a patrol team from Riverside City, six catapults slowly began to move forward.

The rest of the troops also dispersed, kept their distance, and slowly surrounded the mountain.

Since the ogres refused to come down, they didn't have to worry about their charge before that.

Marvin’s strategy is very simple, that is, no matter what, he must drive the ogre down from the mountain!

Forcing them to fight us on flat ground is the only way to win.

The six catapults sent by Madeline became the key to his victory.

For an ordinary trebuchet, the normal throwing distance is about one-sixth to one-fifth of a mile.

But the six catapults provided by Madeline are no ordinary stuff.

They were all solidified with magic, and their range was more than doubled.

Each trebuchet was operated by four soldiers and one served as the commander.

The logistics team was responsible for transporting cartloads of stones, which were smeared with resin and hot oil.

Even if it was a tentative attack, Marvin wanted to try his best to test the ogre tribe's trump cards.

Finally, under the cover of everyone, the army arrived about half a mile below the Ogre Mountain.

The six catapults maintained a certain distance, and the soldiers nervously adjusted the angles and began to aim.

The ogres on the mountain were obviously getting uneasy.

Some of the ogres angrily threw rocks onto the mountain.

They are very strong, but they are still some distance away from being able to hit the humans.

Under Marvin's command, everyone was ready. Once the ogre was enraged and rushed down the mountain, they would fight according to the battle plan that Marvin had decided before.

Only in this way can they take the mountain at the lowest cost.

"Master Marvin, the catapult is ready!"

the commander shouted.

Marvin pointed his sword at the "fortress" that the ogres had built on the mountainside and ordered, "Smash it!"

The next second, there was a popping sound, and more than a dozen pieces of rubble suddenly left the human position. Under the blessing of magic, each stone flew very high!

Not only that, because the stones were smeared with resin and hot oil, under the high-speed friction, each stone turned into a stone burning with fire!

Boom!

The rocks fell into the ogre fortress in scattered pieces, and for a moment, there was a hint of disorder on the mountainside.

"continue!"

Marvin said fiercely.

Soon, the next round of projection was ready.

Everyone was watching all this with great nervousness.

After three rounds, the mountainside had turned into a sea of fire and the ogres were extremely angry.

Although these flames could not cause any harm to them, they angered them.

They roared and bared their teeth at the people below the mountain, wishing they could kill them immediately!

However, what made Marvin feel something was wrong was that even after he provoked them so much, these ogres still didn't kill him!

"Who is their leader?"

Marvin tried hard to search for clues, but the ogres all looked alike, and he didn't see who was giving orders.