The rain was still falling the morning we headed out for the orc crusade.
Although it wasn't a downpour, it was disturbing to see the drizzle blowing in the wind.
There were fifteen villagers participating in the crusade, all wearing leather armor and raincoats.
The temperature and humidity are so oppressive that I feel sweaty just standing there.
"Everyone must be prepared. The opponent is an orc. Although it is not as easy as a goblin, as long as there are enough people, it is an opponent that can be defeated. Whether it is a group of five people or a group of three, it will It's ok to move." "No clutter in the carriage. Do a final check and get in!"
There were seven men on each side of the covered wagon loading platform, with the remaining man leaning against the back.
Everyone took off their raincoats, wiped their sweat, and looked a little relieved.
Mr. Zeol sat on the left side of the bridge and I sat on the right.
"Yesterday, the orcs appeared between Azka and Kiyo, but we cannot let down our guard."
"The orcs are most likely on the move."
"Hua Wuming, pay attention to physical enhancement. For us on the road and the orcs hiding in the forest, how long it takes to find them will determine the situation later."
"I got it"
"Even though I say this, it's raining and the surrounding scenery looks hazy."
I tried using detect magic, but trees and bushes blocked my path and I couldn't find it.
On both sides of the road, grasslands spread out in some places, and forests approached in other places.
The light in the rain-soaked forest was dim, and although the roads were usually normal, it always felt like something was about to pop out.
“Don’t try so hard It’s hard to say, but orcs don’t always hide in the forest.
"How do you see through this?"
"It's like the gap in stick magic. We're not gods, so we can't see everything.
"I understand, I understand."
This time last year, I had no way of stopping the orcs' attacks enough for me to get close to them, but now that my natural magic has increased in strength, I have a way to fight back.
Then, even if there is an emergency, all you have to do is be prepared so that you can act calmly and accurately without panicking.
It had been about two hours since we left, and there was still no oak-like shadow in sight.
Yesterday, I began to think he wouldn't show up today because he preyed on a horse and a coachman, but Mr. Zeol had completely different ideas.
"Everyone, start getting ready and drink more water. Once the battle starts, you won't have time to drink water."
Mr. Zeol turned around from the driver's platform and said a few words, and the air in the caravan suddenly became tense.
The 15 participating villagers took off their raincoats when they got on the bus, but never wore them again.
"Mr. Zeol, where are the orcs?"
"I can't see it yet. I can't see it but it's close."
"Uh, that's"
"Intuition, intuition"
Mr. Zeol smiled and relaxed his mouth, but there was an unusual light in his eyes.
Then, less than five minutes after Mr Zeol issued the warning, the attack began.
"Bruchine!"
Seeing the wood that suddenly fell in front of them, the horses pulling the carriage stood up.
"We're here! There's a forest to the left!"
Thick branches, crushed logs and stones flew from the other side of the thick brush.
"wall!"
Create a wall of air to protect covered carriages and horses.
Due to overcoming the loss of magic power, the power is sufficient even when deployed on a large scale.
If I were just going for hardness, it might break, but I gave it elasticity so it doesn't break easily.
"This is the result of our ingenuity in materials, from hard to soft."
"Hua Wuming, what are you doing?"
"An attack of this magnitude cannot be successful."
"Well, if this attack stops, the orcs should be rushing in, so get ready, trio!"
"oh!"
Following Mr. Zeol who jumped down from the coachman's platform, the men in the village got off the carriage with spears in hand and divided into five groups of three each.
Two people in front, one person in the back, three people facing an orc.
The object thrown at me from the bushes suddenly stopped.
The sound of rain began to grow louder and took over the entire area.
"Puff puff!"
"Let's get started! Get motivated!"
"Wow!"
The roar of the orcs came from deep in the bushes, and the men in the village roared in response.
"Puff!"
The reason why I was able to react to the sudden screams of the orcs coming from behind was probably the result of my daily stick training.
As soon as I jumped into the carriage, the coachman I was in was smashed to pieces with oak sticks.
The loud noise from the driver's platform caused the horses to run wildly, and the carriages that fell off the posts also began to run wildly.
I used the steps to regain my balance and jumped out from behind the carriage, only to bump into another orc.
"Puff!"
"Shield! Phorgia!"
I blocked the orc's club with my shield, but was hit by another orc approaching from behind.
My body flew through the air like a ball hit by a bat.
Another orc approached me as I was knocked tumbling onto the grass by the side of the road.
"Gullans!"
I forcibly pulled up my aching body, and formed a conical spear imitating a cavalry spear in front of the orcs who rushed to intercept.
"Boogie!"
The orc who was stabbed in the back by the swallowtail grabbed an invisible spear and stopped moving.
The reason why I was able to move was because after the coachman's platform was attacked, I immediately jumped on the carriage and put on a full set of armor with natural magic.
Every part of her body was screaming, but it wasn't time to rest yet.
Another orc approached the orc from behind and stopped it in its tracks with a spear.
"Summarize!"
"Buji, Jixi"
"From the Type R Death Collar"
"Gufushji"
The improved version of the Death Asphyxiator does not have a round blade, but has eight spear points arranged diagonally inward from the front, back, left and right, and connected by a strong ring.
"Guess what the name is."
In this form, its thrusts are sharper and deeper, capable of causing serious damage even to an orc's neck.
In fact, every time his body swayed, the spear pierced him, and before he could see clearly, his upper body was dyed bright red.
Even the orcs whose actions were stopped by the spear were put on the Death Strangler Type R, and then the spear was erased.
The orc's body lost its support and fell into deathly suffocation due to the weight.
"Puff puff!"
The oak tree that crushed the coachman and knocked me away like a ping-pong ball was about to attack the villagers from behind.
"Let's do it! Shield!"
"Boogie!"
The orc who was hit in the face by the invisible shield covered his nose and staggered back.
He used foot magic and body strengthening magic at the same time, and rushed towards the orc.
"spear!"
With speed and weight, the tip of the broad spear pierced the orc's body diagonally from the left rear.
After the tip of the gun penetrates the root, the gun handle rotates in a large circle to dig out the internal organs.
"Bushichi"
The screaming orc turned around, saw me, and tried to attack me by twisting its face and grabbing its side.
Blood dripped from the orc's left leg, leaving red traces on the rain-soaked ground.
"Sora, come here!"
"Puff!"
After walking about ten meters away, the orc turned around, wagging his tail, and rushed in with an angry roar.
"lance!"
"Gufu"
"Death Collar Type R"
“Guji Gav”
It is no exaggeration to say that this series of movements of the spear is an ironclad attack mode for the charging orcs.
After confirming that the light in the eyes of the orc whose upper body was dyed bright red disappeared, he let go of the death necklace.
The three orcs that attacked us were dealt with, but the battle between the villagers and the orcs continued.
There were orcs who fell down and couldn't move, and there were also villagers who fell down and couldn't get up.
"Don't go too far, chop it, chop it!"
"Bubushi!"
"Aura, this way. Sora, Sora, Sora!"
"Look, there's a gap!"
The men of the village seemed to have separated the three remaining orcs, and surrounded them with three or four men.
The orcs' bodies are already covered in blood, and it is only a matter of time before they are conquered.
"Huh? Mr. Zeol?"
Even if I look around the grassland, I can't see Mr. Zeol.
I thought he wouldn't be killed by the orcs, so I turned my sights deeper and found Mr. Zeol in the forest.
Mr. Zeol glared from about five meters away from a particularly large orc.
Felled tree trunks were scattered around, and many of the upright trees had deep scratches.
Mr. Zeol is holding a short-handled spear. If you look closely, it seems that the original long handle has been cut off.
Surprisingly, the orc who confronted Mr. Zeol was armed with a rusty battle axe.
His skin color is also copper-red. It seems that this guy is an orc general.
"Whether it's a general or a king, all you need to do is defeat them, but didn't they pull them all the way to Kidoi?"
"Death Collar Type R I will help you, Mr. Zeol."
"Hua Wuming, are you okay?"
Mr. Zeol just looked at the orc general as he spoke to me.
"It hurts here and there, but I don't know why."
"well done!"
"Boogie? Guy cow"
Seeing the sudden bleeding from the orc general's neck, Mr. Zeol turned his attention to me.
"Hey, what's wrong?"
"I have a spear around my neck, so this is the end"
"Puff puff!"
The orc general roared and crushed the spear around his neck.
He shouldn't be able to see that the hand touching the blade was also covered in blood, but he didn't care at all.
"It's not a lie, even though it has been strengthened so much"
"Hua Wuming, help me from a distance.
"I got it"
Although the orc general escaped fatal injuries, he was still bleeding profusely from his neck.
However, perhaps because his body was soaked by the rain, he didn't seem to mind the bleeding itself.
"Buu Buu"
The orc general took a slow breath, as if to calm his raging breath, but he grabbed the battle ax again and walked towards Mr. Zeol.
"Blade!"
"Boogie!"
The Orc General's arm was crushed between his own weight and the weight of his battle ax as he crafted a thick sword in the form of the Sword of Destruction and struck.
"This is the end!"
The orc general lost his battle ax and was trembling all over. Mr. Zeol rushed in front of him like the wind and pierced his spear deeply into his left chest.
"Buguuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
When the orc general pulled out his spear with all his strength, blood spurted out like a fountain.
Mr. Zeol pulled out the knife hanging from his waist and watched him warily.
"Puff puff!"
"The Orc General roared and charged forward."
I went for it, but Mr. Zeol easily dodged it with his smooth footwork.
With a roar, the orc general knocked down a large tree that looked to be more than fifty years old and never got up again.
In the suddenly silent forest, Mr. Zeol still held the knife without letting down his guard, but when he suddenly released his nervousness, he turned his eyes to me and smiled at me.
Besides the sound of the heavy rain hitting the leaves, you can hear the victorious battle sounds of the men in the village.
"It seems that the orcs over there have also been cleaned up."
