Popular science physics, teach a magic god?

On the top of a castle on the banks of the Red Blood River, Generalissimo Varus of Barbarossa first stared at the crimson rolling river, and then turned his gaze to the endless green on the other side of the river.

It was a prosperous world - green grass, blooming flowers, endless low bushes, and the entire grassland was full of vitality.

"If this is the territory of the empire, how many people can it feed?"

When he said it, it was more like asking himself. His closest comrade-in-arms, General Tiberius, responded: "Conservatively, five million people will be no problem."

"Unfortunately, all I see is the shame called [Barbarism]."

"really."

Looking past the bushes, I could vaguely see a huge flag waving.

The battle flag, written in animal blood and resembling a ghostly talisman, formed a sharp contrast with the gorgeous battle flag outlined with exquisite gold threads on the other side of the river.

A long trumpet sound came from afar, startling a large number of birds in the bushes.

Apparently the orc army is about to attack.

Grand Marshal Varus narrowed his eyes: "Those stupid beasts have an endless thirst for land."

"Then we should teach them a lesson." His best friend said.

The Generalissimo then sighed: "It's a pity that Archmage Tesla cannot be used by our country, otherwise my pocket could be bigger."

"Be content. My half-elf consultant told me that he is already the most talkative legendary archmage in the past three hundred years."

"Too."

The water level of the Red Blood River is not the lowest in this season. Even if they were to cross the river in Angli River Beach, the human soldiers would definitely be flooded up to their waists, and even up to their chests in some places.

This is quite disadvantageous for humans crossing the river.

However, for the orcs with an average height of nearly 2.20 meters, it is not even the waist, let alone the giants among the orcs.

The horns on the other side of the river became louder and louder.

First, densely packed rough battle flags entered the field of view that could be observed through the monocular telescope, and then, those burly gray-brown figures crossed the bushes.

The long-lost orc showed his ferocious face to the humans on the other side of the river.

These burly guys have rough skin, slender fangs that grow out of their lips like beasts, and wear earrings in various strange places on their foreheads, ears, eyebrows, and nostrils, or use small pieces. With beast fangs pierced through their nostrils, equipped with primitive weapons such as thick spiked sticks, and ragged clothes made of animal skins, this army that seemed to come from the ancient wilderness appeared in the human bunkers. before.

Originally, the scattered but large number of orcs alone was enough to shock the hearts of human soldiers. There are so many of them that they stretch from the other side of the river beach to the horizon.

Those huge figures are the ones that frighten humans the most.

giant!

They have rough facial features that look like children pinching them out of mud, an exaggerated height of more than five meters, and a weight that easily exceeds two thousand pounds.

What's even more frightening is that these humanoid siege weapons are completely armed by the orcs. Not only were his chest and abdomen blocked by several pieces of iron that were obviously obtained from the armor of some hard-working knights, but his arms and legs were also tied with thick bark. This level of defense has greatly weakened the power of human crossbows.

And the thick tree trunk in his hand was even more shocking to see.

A tree as thick as one person could hug it was just an oversized wooden stick in his hand.

Not many human walls could withstand his repeated beatings.

Surrounding these ten giants, there is a large circle of tall beings with green skin.

Their green rubbery skin gives them a dull metallic hue. Their ugly pointed noses and big mouths full of rotten teeth are their trademarks. Equipped with a complete set of armor like a human knight, and a huge blood-stained sword, these trolls look more professional than their forest troll brethren.

"Damn it! It's [War Troll]!" Varus spat fiercely.

Despite the fact that the War Troll doesn't seem too tall, it's only three meters tall and weighs about 700 pounds. These scary guys have a skill called [Regeneration].

As long as there is enough nutrition, any limb except the head can be regenerated within four minutes, even if it is lost.

The so-called nutrition includes any form of flesh and blood, the enemy's, teammates', or even his own.

Apart from acid and fire, this tall green-skinned monster has no so-called fatal weakness.

Not counting these two monsters, the tens of thousands of orc forwards alone are enough for the Barbarossa people to drink a pot.

Before release, this was destined to be a big battle that would cost at least tens of thousands of people!

The generalissimo looked at the strange troop on the high slope in the distance and made up his mind: "Act as planned!"

On the opposite side, following the loud sound of the horn, the orc vanguard began to cross the river regardless of life and death.

While the orcs were rushing down the river beach in dense numbers, bowstrings trembled in unison with an order from the top of the human fortress - the next moment, almost all the orcs on the other side saw a large black cloud as dense as a swarm of locusts flying up. The sky darkened half of the ferry, and then the black clouds seemed to hover at the highest point for a moment, and then pierced down.

Hundreds of orcs were hit by arrows on the spot, and more than half of them screamed and died on the river beach.

Some corpses were washed downstream by the gentle river, and more were stuck in the piles of rocks, becoming stepping stones for their compatriots.

The Ork Commander will not care about this loss.

The orc infantry were nothing more than targets for attracting human firepower. The real key lay in the dozen giants and trolls.

The human cannon was indeed fired.

With a terrifying scream, more than a dozen iron ball bullets were fired at the three giants at the front.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Each giant was hit by one or two iron ball bullets.

These big iron balls have terrifying kinetic energy after being shot from the muzzle of the front muzzle.

If it were shot on a human being, it would probably take one shot, and that person would be in pieces in a matter of minutes.

But it hit the giant who was protecting his vitals with his arms and wooden sticks, plus the bark and iron armor to protect him. It was obvious that the giant was covered in blood. Varus knew that unless it was a headshot, it would be very difficult. It was difficult to cause any fatal injuries to the three giants.

When the crossbow bolts fired another volley, shooting the first few giants like porcupines, almost all human war machines were in a long CD (cooling down) period.

In the past, this was the time for the Pegasus Knight to fight hard!

Contrary to the expectations of the orc commander, humans did not send the famous Pegasus knight.

Humanity still uses various war machines to stop the advancement of giants.

Obviously, this is in vain.