The unicorn runs as fast as a whirlwind, otherwise the unicorn cavalry regiment would not have the nickname of the silver whirlwind, which describes the maneuverability and speed of the unicorn cavalry regiment.

I saw that the unicorn cavalry regiment changed from a patrol state to the most powerful charging state, but the starting distance was only more than ten meters, which was really fast and a little perverted.

Before the orc legion could react, it had already slammed into their formation disrupted by the unicorn's ranged attack.

Not to mention that the orc legion didn't react to the dense long-range ray attack of the entire unicorn cavalry regiment just now, and even the orc commander who had been observing the battlefield not far from the rear didn't react, or it was too late for him to react to give the orc legion an order.

The orc legions, which had just gone through a big battle and were scattered in formation, could stop the collective charge of the unicorn cavalry regiment, which was twice as numerous as themselves, and after a wave of charges, the entire orc legion was divided into two halves and fought separately.

Even so, the generals of the Unicorn Cavalry Regiment remained vigilant, and did not rely on their strong strength to engage in hand-to-hand combat with the orc legions, but relied on their speed advantage to repeatedly shuttle through the formation of the orc legions, sticking and leaving, and never fell in love with battle.

This extremely scoundrel, and extremely in line with the cavalry's infantry tactics of the fighting method made the orc commander resentful, and at the same time, he had to praise the general of this cavalry regiment, the tactics were cautious and steady, much more stable and mature than the general of the human infantry legion.

At the same time, he felt a little sad in his heart, he felt that he couldn't wait for the support of the Beast Tide Alliance to arrive, such a powerful human cavalry, occupying such a big advantage and being so cautious, would definitely not show his flaws and give himself a chance.

In fact, the unicorn cavalry regiment is like a boning knife, kicking off the flesh and blood of the orc legion little by little, charging repeatedly, preserving its own strength to the greatest extent, and consuming the strength of the orc legion little by little, much like thinking that the skilled master is holding a knife, removing the flesh and blood fibers on the bones little by little.

The smoke of the battlefield was filled, and the fierce fighting on the battlefield made the soldiers adrenaline secret, resisting the pain, and an uncontrollable wail came out of the throats of the wounded soldiers, which made people panic when they listened.

Lu Tiefeng was very happy when he heard this wail, and they still had the strength to wail, which proved that with their physical fitness and good medical treatment, it was absolutely no problem to save their lives.

What really worries Lu Tiefeng is those who don't wail, which shows that they don't even have the strength to cry out in pain, and whether they can save their lives is unknown, and there is a high probability that there will be more than one luck.

Dragging his tired body, he came to a makeshift tent, in which lay wounded people, these were the most elite soldiers of his Darkiron Heavy Infantry Legion.

Looking at these faces, they are all familiar, Lu Tiefeng can call out his name, from left to right, they are the team leader Zhang Xiutun, his father is the tun chief of a tunzi, and his lifelong wish is to build the buildings in the tunzi.

Captain Peng Lirong, this name was given to him by Lu Tiefeng, hoping that he could get honors and establish meritorious deeds, and he has already done it.

There is also the deputy captain Sun Xiaoming, the youngest son in the family, and a big brother who opened a tavern in the imperial capital, Lu Tiefeng often went there to drink with his father, and heard his father say that he was unwilling to let Sun Xiaoming join the army, but he couldn't resist him, so he could only go with him, every time he went to drink, his grandfather would inevitably nag a few words to Lu Tiefeng, saying that he was helping to take care of Sun Xiaoming, and now Sun Xiaoming is lying here, life and death are not yet known, Lu Tiefeng's heart is like a knife, how to explain to his grandfather when he goes back, he really can't bear to look at his grandfather's age, the loss of his beloved son, and the appearance of crying silently。

Walking past one tent after another, Lu Tiefeng's mood became heavier and heavier, tears swirled in his eyes, and he couldn't bear to drip down.

He went back to his own tent and sat in a chair, like a piece of wood, motionless, not knowing what he was thinking.

The tent was lifted from the outside, and a majestic middle-aged man wearing bright silver battle armor and white battle robe came in, he was Yang Yunchao, the commander of the unicorn cavalry regiment, he looked at Lu Tiefeng's appearance, frowned, did not speak, and found a chair to sit on the side.

, and Lu Tiefeng didn't know if he was immersed in his own world, he really didn't see Yang Yunchao who just came in, or pretended not to see it, anyway, he didn't even say hello.

Silence returned to the tent, and with a notice, an adjutant in the heavy armor of the Darkiron Heavy Infantry Regiment entered.

The adjutant came in and looked at Lu Tiefeng, who was sitting in the main seat, and then at Yang Yunchao, who was sitting on the side and did not speak, and saluted: "My subordinates have seen the commander of the corps and General Yang." ”

Yang Yunchao waved his hand and signaled him to be exempt, but the adjutant saw that Lu Tiefeng had not made any moves, so he did not move.

Hearing the adjutant's words, Lu Tiefeng waved his hand as if he had just come back to his senses, signaling him to get up.

Seeing this, the adjutant hurriedly got up and said, "Commander, the casualty statistics for this battle have come out. ”

Hearing his words, Lu Tiefeng's body couldn't help but tremble, and it took a long time to recover, and he said with a slight trembling voice: "Say." ”

"Yes. The adjutant hurriedly replied: "In this battle, all the members of the Xuantie Heavy Armored Infantry Legion were 50,000 before the war, 20,000 survived after the war, and 30,000 died, of which more than 500 of the 20,000 surviving soldiers forcibly turned on the berserk magic power for the second time, but they were unable to move for life, more than 3,000 were seriously injured, disabled, and 4,000 were slightly injured. ”

After speaking, he handed the document in his hand to Lu Tiefeng and added: "This is just a rough calculation, and the detailed data will be counted back tomorrow." ”

Hearing the adjutant's report, Lu Tiefeng waved his hand at the adjutant expressionlessly, signaling that he could retreat.

The adjutant saluted again and turned to leave.

Lu Tiefeng opened the document in his hand, carefully read it from top to bottom, and saw the shocking data on it, his heart was like a knife, and the negative emotions that had been accumulated since he inspected the various wounded tents broke out with this data representing the casualties of the Xuantie Heavy Infantry Legion.

He shredded the document in his hand fiercely, slammed it on the ground, stood up, walked quickly to the place where Yang Yunchao was sitting, stretched out his hand that had been stained with blood and gunpowder smoke since the battle, held Yang Yunchao's collar, and said like a madman: "Yang Yunchao, why? Why did you arrive so late, if you arrived a second early, countless soldiers of the Xuantie Heavy Infantry Legion would have survived, and if you arrived at the agreed time, there would not have been such a big casualty." ”