"Boom"

"Boom"

The endless grassland trembled violently as if it was being ravaged by giants, and at the same time, it was accompanied by a loud sound like thunder in the rainy season.

It was the sound of a huge cavalry group charging.

"Whew"

The waves of air driven by the cavalry charge were slowly melting the snow on the grasslands.

Peris stared at the smoke and dust flying on the horizon in the distance, her face gloomy and terrifying.

It had been an hour since the scouts had spotted the Dwak hussars, and Pereth had chosen a high ground near the marching column as his defensive stronghold.

For a limited time, the fighters of the 17th Banner Regiment laid out three lines of defense around this nameless height.

When all preparations were made, the marching column of the Twak light cavalry was already in sight.

The battle is about to begin...

Just as the first wave of air driven by the huge cavalry blew on Pereth's cheeks, the deputy of the scout battalion, Roufu, suddenly arrived, and the first thing the orc warrior with the title of commander said when he saw Pereth was: "My lord, Zekotu has been missing for almost an hour. ”

Zekotu, Pereth's original intelligence officer, is a capable Scout Commander.

"The beast god will make him pay, this damned traitor. Simuk was stunned for a moment and then reacted, his face was hot, because Zekotu was originally his intelligence officer.

Pereth became calm at this time, and he whispered, "Those humans are right, sometimes they would rather use stupid people than trust smart people. With that, he asked again: "Is Nishizawa Dewen here?"

The orcs on the left and right remained heavy.

The Wheelman on the lower side suddenly said: "Our scout camp has just detected that the human legion has stopped at the tributary of the Kemir River twenty miles ahead..." The soldiers of the Human Legion are fleeing en masse, and the main reason for the rout is the sudden disappearance of their king Nishizawa Devon!"

"Missing?" Perrith kept his composure, scratching the long beard on his jaw and thinking for a few seconds, then waved his hand and said, "Got it, you go down first." ”

The leader of the Timuk Banner was a little unaccustomed to Pereth's composure, he looked at the old Overseer and hesitated for a few seconds before saying, "My lord, over there of the Human Legion..."

"Say no more. Pei Ruisi obviously didn't want to hear it, he waved his hand and said: "It's me who underestimated this human being, our ancestors are right, human beings are as cunning as the wind fox on the Gobi... Not only did Nishizawa Devin take refuge in Shikan, but he also joined forces with the nobles of the Twak Clan!"

"Didn't you say that it was impossible for the nobles of the human race to cooperate with him?"

"Haha. Perres smiled, and he smiled bitterly: "I forgot one thing... Humanity's internal struggle is even more brutal than ours orcs, and the nobles of Twak are the victims of this struggle, and we are nothing more than butcher knives that those men use on the fly. ”

When he heard this, he was still puzzled, he didn't understand, but Pereth wouldn't explain again... The old Overseer looked at the smoky horizon in the distance and said, "Go prepare for your war, the only thing we can do now is buy some time for the war in the Corwee Glades... Go and tell our enemies that we have not failed!"

Yes, we haven't failed yet!

This sentence is a warning to Simuk, but also to Pereth himself.

After hearing this, Xi Muke, who was originally a little depressed, looked at the generals around him and the soldiers who were busy in the distance, took a deep breath, and then took a deep look at Peris and led his entourage to the front line.

A few minutes later,

The shaking of the earth and the loud roar of thunder suddenly disappeared.

In the distance, above the horizon, under the heavy snow, the surrounding smoke and dust gradually dissipated, revealing a forest of military flags and a continuous army of gray and black.

A full 30,000 twak light ride!

After a brief exchange of glances, the 30,000 light cavalry troops, led by the flag bearer and the drummer, moved in two steps to the left and right in a pincer-shaped queue towards the 17th Banner Regiment of the Orcs on the high ground... The cavalry did not rush to attack, and their commander chose to surround first!

A wise decision, and the orcs could do nothing about it, they could only watch as their back path was cut off.

Breakthrough?

Compared speed with the Dwak hussars on the vast meadows?

That's no different from suicide.

However, while the Twak light cavalry was moving, the orcs did not sit idle, and their priests summoned rows of barrel-thick ground spikes in the outer defense of the highlands, and at the same time, countless defensive spells began to take shape in the forefront of the defense.

...

The commander of the Twak Territory was Count Beck-Ebbo, the Grand Lord of the Bolenburg region, and as an experienced commander in battlefield command, he did not act in a hurry, and after completing the siege of the Orcs, he even waited very 'gentlemanly' for the Orc army to slowly improve its defenses.

However, Pereth did not buy Baker Abbott's 'gentlemanly generosity', and in the face of Baker Abbott's indifference, he said to the left and right: "The enemy is recovering the strength of the soldiers and mounts, let our priests stop first, and use the berserker to deal with the first round of charge." ”

Soon, the elemental shield was removed, replaced by a line of berserkers and shields.

It's the right choice.

But Pereth was clearly unaware of the fighting style of the Twak light horse.

At twelve o'clock in the afternoon,

The drums of war suddenly roared after Baker-Abbott gave the battle order, and at the same time, the command flags from high places were waving continuously, and countless heralds galloped on both sides of the ranks.

All of this conveys a signal... The offensive is about to begin!

A few minutes later, a corps-sized cavalry came out of the large light cavalry formation on the southeast and southeast sides.

The cavalry formation was slow at first, and suddenly accelerated when it reached about 500 meters from the orcs!

But... The imaginary charge did not come, and 10,000 cavalry actually circled the orc defensive positions on the high ground!

"Whoosh"

"Whoosh"

Arrows, arrows from the sky.

This is the famous rain of short bows and arrows led by the Twak Leader.

Although the orcs were taken by surprise, after the first wave of arrows fell, except for a few unlucky warriors who were shot in the vital position and died, most of the rest of the orcs were only slightly injured.

Of course, this is due to the thick fat layer that orcs are born with and the hard skin they have cultivated.

"Haha"

After a brief moment of stunnedness, the orc soldiers began to laugh.

"Haha"

"Hah..."

But soon, their laughter came to an abrupt halt as a second wave of arrows fell again.

And then, the third wave,

The fourth wave...

The rate of fire of these cavalrymen is completely comparable to that of repeaters!

Think about it, the scene of tens of thousands of repeaters firing continuously!

...

Under the baptism of several waves of arrows, the warriors on the orc defense line began to appear on a large scale, although they were only injured for the time being, but everyone knew that if they continued like this, it would be a nightmare to meet the orcs.

Perris frowned as he looked at the battle below, although he had heard of the invincible existence of the Dwak cavalry's cavalry in the grassland, but that was only heard.

Now, after seeing it with his own eyes, the old Overseer understands why Twak is invincible in the grasslands!

The vast grasslands gave the cavalry room to gallop, which allowed the Twak cavalry to advance and retreat freely in the face of the enemy, coupled with the long-lasting endurance and decent speed of the highland horses to provide ample safety distance, and the ability of the Twak men to mount and shoot from an early age...

These three elements alone are enough for the Twak cavalry to be invincible in the steppe.

Knowing this, Perrith immediately ordered the first line of defense to be abandoned, and he wanted to concentrate all his limited forces in the hinterland of the highlands.

The change in the orcs immediately caught Baker Abbot's attention, and he coldly whispered, "It's just a dying struggle!"