chsdbacks Chapter 588 Slaying Generals and Seizing Flags
Chapter 588 Slaying Generals and Seizing Flags
The barracks were quiet for a second, then erupted into chaos.
"Seventy-eight? Let me do the math, I only killed four in total." A soldier pointed to his nose, his face full of absurdity.
Fang Ping tossed the bandage aside, walked up to Lin Tian, looked him up and down several times, then turned to Colin and shrugged: "Vice-Captain, don't just spout numbers. Let me ask you, have you ever seen a recruit single-handedly wipe out an entire squad on their first day?"
Colin didn't respond to him, but only said one sentence to Lin Tian: "Report to headquarters tomorrow."
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The Orcs' retreat was not complete.
The sentries on the city wall observed through the lookout holes all night, and firelight kept moving across the wasteland. Fang Ping deduced that the orcs were regrouping their forces, and the shaman was performing a ritual in front of the totem pole, preparing to launch a third attack.
Sure enough, before dawn the next day, the orcs' horns sounded again.
This time was different from the previous two. The number of orcs surging from the wasteland was only about two hundred, but their formation was extremely compact—the infantry at the front formed a dense shield wall, while the left and right flanks were fully equipped wolf riders ready for battle. At the rear, two shamanic totem poles emitted a faint green glow in the morning mist, but this time the totem poles did not advance, but stopped in a relatively safe position.
The attacking side is probing.
Colin observed the city wall for a moment and quickly made a judgment: "They are diverting the city wall's firepower; their main attack direction is likely still the city gate."
No sooner had he finished speaking than a heavy crashing sound came from the direction of the city gate.
The impact was duller and more powerful than that of yesterday's elite orc. Each strike caused the iron plates on the city gate to vibrate violently, and the rivets emitted a piercing metallic groan with each impact.
The garrison responsible for the city gate defenses went up to the top, but were repelled by three waves of attacks in less than five minutes. A messenger rushed up the city wall, his face pale: "Deputy Captain! The city gate—the city gate can't hold! It's not being smashed, it's being dismantled—that thing is taking apart the city gate's hinges!"
Colin's expression changed.
Just as he was about to order all the reserve troops in the middle section of the city wall to press down to the city gate, he saw a figure fall down the crenellations of the city wall.
Lin Tian's leap was unremarkable. He used one hand to brace himself against the edge of the battlement and flipped down, adjusting his angle in mid-air. Just before landing, he activated Star Leap—a golden light flashed, and he appeared directly in the plaza inside the city gate.
The scene before us is worse than yesterday.
The upper hinge of the city gate was broken. The entire left door panel hung crookedly on the remaining lower hinge, with a large hole smashed through the middle. Through the hole, the shadows of the orcish ranks could be seen outside.
An orc, larger than the elite from yesterday, was raising its warhammer, ready to smash the second hinge. It too wore heavy armor, but unlike yesterday's, its helmet bore a blood-stained banner. On the banner, a black beast's head was painted in rough paint—the Blackrock Horde's battle standard.
The "flag" in the phrase "to slay the general and seize the flag" is right above its head.
The city gate defenders had been completely pinned down on both sides. The soldiers held up their shields to barely protect the wreckage of the ballistae, the archers' quivers were empty, and the mages had exhausted their mana in the previous defense, leaning against the wall without even the strength to stand up.
Someone spotted Lin Tian and shouted, "That thing on the door—don't let it break the lower hinge!"
Lin Tian didn't waste any words.
Stellar rays.
The golden beam of light, unleashed from his fingertips, created a shockwave that levitated the surrounding debris. It pierced through the hole, striking the elite orc precisely in the chest. Just like yesterday, the beam pierced through the armor, exploding into a charred gash on its chest.
The orc elite's health bar dropped significantly.
But it did not fall.
This wasn't the same level 80 elite from yesterday. Seeing this from the city wall, Fang Ping immediately shouted into the comms, "That guy's level 82! A Blackrock Horde standard bearer! Two levels higher than yesterday's!"
To Lin Tian, there was no fundamental difference between the two levels, but the panel did show a difference—this elite orc had higher armor, more health, and the banner above its head was constantly emitting a faint red glow. The red glow enveloped its entire body, which was likely some kind of damage reduction or health regeneration buff.
The battle flag itself is a mobile buff totem.
The elite orc glanced down at the scorch mark on its chest, then raised its head, its blood-red eyes locking onto Lin Tian behind the city gate. Unlike the one from yesterday, it didn't roar in a show of defiance; instead, it moved—its legs propelled it forward with a speed completely disproportionate to its size. Its warhammer dragged on the ground, carving a deep furrow in the stone pavement.
Lin Tian did not dodge.
The remnants of the defending troops behind the city gate were all behind him. If he hid, all the people behind him would die.
He stepped forward to meet the opponent's charge. His right foot slammed onto the stone slab, the brick beneath his feet cracking under the force.
Gravity unfolds.
All things in the universe - gravity.
Several chains of law shot out simultaneously from the void, the golden chains weaving into a net in the air, precisely binding the elite orc's limbs and neck. The chains tightened abruptly, abruptly halting the elite orc's charge in mid-air. The immense inertia caused it to stumble forward, but the chains held it firmly, preventing it from advancing an inch.
Final ceremony.
The chains binding it with the laws made a harsh metallic scraping sound as they cut into its joints. The elite orc struggled twice, but the chains did not budge.
On the city wall, someone shouted, "Look—Lin Tian has locked up that big guy!"
Before he could finish speaking, Lin Tian had already launched his second Star Ray.
In the same spot, the scorch mark on his chest was pierced again. The beam of light pierced through the armor, flesh, and bone, emerging from his back and blasting another hole in the city gate. Critical hit. The elite orc's health bar dropped significantly again, and the red light on his battle banner flickered violently a few times—the damage reduction buff was being forcibly torn apart.
The chains were about to expire. The elite orc let out a deafening roar, its arms snapping free from the chains, shattering the remaining links of the binding force. It neither fled nor retreated, but instead swung its hammer at Lin Tian.
Lin Tian neither retreated nor dodged.
Hard connection.
The warhammer slammed into the shield. With a deafening roar, the shield shattered, scattering golden fragments everywhere. Lin Tian's foot slid back half a step on the stone slab, and his health bar dropped by nearly eight percent.
But he did not fall. He did not even bow his head. His right hand retaliated in the same instant—a stellar ray, the fourth. The beam pierced the same wound once more.
The scorch mark on the elite orc's chest had become a fist-sized crater, with fragments of armor, charred flesh, and broken bones mixed together. Deep inside the wound, one could see pulsating internal organs emitting a faint green glow.