Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 1924 - 991: The Last Journey (Part 3)_4

The gaunt figure exhibited a force of extreme violence, always stunning to behold.

The surviving Qing Clan Soldiers were shocked: ”What the hell!”

”What the hell!”

”What the hell!”

Amidst the sounds of amazement, the Parent Association Members had already infiltrated.

There were only 1,000 orcs in the battlefield. The Duke of Storm City was utilizing their powerful mobility to sweep across the entire southwestern defensive line, dispersing them into teams of 1,000 to swiftly crush one defensive position after another.

It’s not that he was foolish enough to disperse his forces, rather a team of 1,000 orcs was already terrifying enough, sufficient for the task.

But now, the Parents’ Meeting, with a numerical advantage of 2,000, quickly divided the battlefield.

The Orcs Army was on average A-Class, the Parents’ Meeting squad was also on average A-Class, completely overwhelming!

The Qing Yu’s Troops watched as each Parent Association Member maneuvered deftly, while the heavy shields of the Orcs Army fell to the ground, easily lifted in their hands.

Everyone looked at them, feeling as if they were watching a group of superheroes!

No one expected that the Parents’ Meeting had suddenly achieved an extreme transformation in such a short time!

The entire Parents’ Meeting squad suddenly leapt to a new level, becoming an existence that everyone had to look up to. Elite among elites!

Within the squad, Xiao Jiu spoke in the radio communication channel: ”Partition the battlefield!”

The experts in the Parents’ Meeting quickly divided into pairs, once again partitioning the orcs.

Yet curiously, these Parent Association Members each carried three to four daggers, but did not carry modern weapons.

The commander of the 127 Troop couldn’t intervene, only able to watch from the side: ”It’s indeed impressive, but completely abandoning modern weapons is unwise. Even the Shadow Troop previously primarily used modern weapons.”

Xiao Jiu shouted in the communication channel: ”Kill!”

As soon as he spoke, Xiao Jiu drew a dagger from his waist and thrust it into the abdomen of an orc.

The next moment, with a loud boom, the blade of the dagger exploded inside the orc’s abdomen.

The tough flesh and skin of the orc encapsulated all the explosive power within its body, but its entire internal organs exploded into fragments — heart, lungs, liver, kidneys, all destroyed!

In an instant, even the Cloud Bomb couldn’t kill it, but the orc was directly blown into a mess of flesh!

”Damn, that’s vicious...” the commander murmured, ”Was this weapon specifically developed for them to deal with the orcs? It’s useless against humans but very effective against the orcs.”

Previously, the Qing Clan Soldiers looked at the Orcs Army with a sense of despair, because they didn’t even know how to deal with these creatures.

But now everyone suddenly realized that Ginkgo Mountain had long prepared other measures.

A soldier wiped the blood smudged on his face: ”If that’s the case, being cannon fodder doesn’t seem too bad... as long as we can win.”

Daggers designed for explosive impact were thrust into the bodies of the orcs by the Parent Association Members, with constant booming sounds, leaving a ground littered with the corpses of orcs.

Most crucially, everyone discovered an issue during the actual combat: although these orcs were completely controlled by West Continent using taboo items, no one could precisely command each individual of the 230,000 strong Orcs Army.

The Duke could use them for overall strategic adjustments, such as turning them into torrents to inundate the Qing Defensive Line’s embankments.

However, in normal combat situations, these Orcs Warriors relied more on instinct in their fighting methods.

They had no war theory, no complete coordination combat skills. When they encountered the equally powerful Parents’ Meeting team, they could only be crushed.

On the battlefield, only a small unit of orcs remained huddled together, never having been partitioned.

They formed a circle back-to-back, holding up shields to fend off the attacks from the Parents’ Meeting.

Among the orcs, one under protection unexpectedly took out a signal transmitter the width of an index finger, the commander of the 127 Troop roared: ”Watch out, it’s seeking aerial support for bombardment!”

Xiao Qi was injured by an orc in the leg at some point and was limping, yet he ran, accelerating as he went!

When he traversed the battlefield heading toward the final position of the orcs, he shouted loudly: ”Send us in!”

The next instant, some Parent Association Members formed a hand ladder, and Xiao Qi, Xiao Jiu, and other elite masters stepped on it, landing precisely inside the defensive formation created by the orcs!

The orcs were tall, making it impossible to see what was happening inside from outside, only short clashing sounds could be heard, and a whimsical sight revealed that one of the orc holding a shield had his Achilles tendon severed!

The orcs’ formation was torn apart from the inside by Xiao Qi and Xiao Jiu!

The Parent Association Members surged forward, and the orcs utterly collapsed!

When the final orc fell, a cheer erupted from the 127 Troop’s position.

Qing Yu’s Troops had fought too many losing battles, this time, they had entered the battlefield doomed to die as cannon fodder, but it didn’t matter, as long as they won.

Xiao Qi stood limping among the crowd, earnestly saying to the soldiers of the 127 Troop: ”Sorry, we need you to attract some firepower for us. Right now, we can only pick the easy targets, we can’t handle those with Drama Master leading.”

The Parents’ Meeting understood clearly: the overall strength of the Orcs Army was still much stronger than the Parents’ Meeting; they only had over 30,000 A-Class, over 70,000 B-Class, and over 140,000 C-Class. They were still too weak compared to the Orcs Army and had to use guerrilla tactics, gradually weakening the Orcs Army while the Qing Yu’s Troops sacrificed.

Therefore, they needed cannon fodder.

The commander of the 127 Troop said: ”Saying that seems standoffish, hurry and retreat, West Continent’s aerial strikes will come soon, we need to relocate too.”