With the slaughter of the Neverwinter Fortress and the last nail of the Neverwinter City finally being removed, Waterdeep has completely cut off its access to information.

Since they didn't know what was happening in Neverwinter, they didn't know that the entire Neverwinter City had completely fallen to Lu Sikan under Zhang Cheng's control, ready to launch a fatal blow at a critical moment.

In fact, not only Waterdeep, but also the nobles and merchants in Neverwinter did not know that they were already allies of Luskan, and they were still highly vigilant against the troops stationed in place ten kilometers away.

Only the shapeshifters with eerie silver glimmers in their eyes knew what was going to happen next.

In order to gain more control over the army, Varindra brought a full eighty shapeshifters from Luskan, who could perfectly transform into anyone and quietly take their place.

At the moment, all the high-ranking people in the Neverwinter army have been replaced by shapeshifters, and at the slightest order, the soldiers will immediately turn back and stab their former allies in the back.

The poor lords of Waterdeep hadn't realized yet that Zhang Cheng had woven a huge trap in Neverwinter, and once he stepped on it, he would be absolutely dead.

When the reinforcements of the Northland Lords Alliance gathered more and more, and finally reached an unprecedented number of 50,000, they began to advance towards the north, intending to fight a battle on the outskirts of your Winterless Forest and completely defeat Luskan's ambitions for expansion.

Since all the ships in the harbor had been destroyed, this coalition army had to advance by land, and it was extremely difficult to transport all kinds of supplies, and if you looked down from the air, you could clearly see a large number of ox carts, horse-drawn carts, and mule carts connected end to end, slowly advancing on the muddy dirt road, and the speed was simply outrageously slow.

"Damn, why did you stop again?" cursed a middle-aged man in shiny silver armor.

It's not that he has a big temper, but that on average every hour or two along the way, a similar situation occurs, and it is a complete disaster for the march.

"I'm sorry, General Rams, but another carriage has overturned in front of you, and the craftsmen are rushing to repair it, and it will be repaired in a few minutes. A scout hurried over to report.

The man known as General Rams sighed helplessly: "Hey, let them hurry up, or ......"

Before he could finish his words, fifty or sixty half-orcs riding wolves rushed out of the forest next to him, and without saying a word, they rushed directly into the unprepared team and wantonly killed and destroyed.

"Wow!"

The leader shouted a barbarian howl from Icewind Dale, and picked up his scimitar to split an unlucky man in half.

Not to be outdone, the wolf under his crotch bit another human soldier to death, and then did not forget to open his mouth to terrorize those timid horses, cows, mules and other domestic animals.

In the blink of an eye, the team was thrown into a mess.

In addition, many soldiers felt tired from the continuous journey, so they forced these wolf cavalry to slaughter more than 200 people before leaving.

You must know that it was not only these dozens of wolf cavalry that launched the attack, but there would be such a team every two or three hundred meters, adding up to more than a thousand people.

They are not in love with war at all, and immediately after the first blow they turn and retreat, hiding in the dense forests on both sides, without giving their opponents a chance to counterattack and pursue.

Undoubtedly, this is a standard sabotage tactic designed to keep the enemy exhausted and unable to rest and march.

If there are more than a thousand wolf cavalry on the frontal battlefield, they can only fight with the same number of human knights at most.

But when dispersed, they are like ghosts hiding in the dark, and they may rush out at any time to cause immeasurable damage.

In that charge alone, at least 2,000 soldiers were killed and hundreds more wounded, and traffic chaos and overturned traffic caused by frightened cattle were too numerous to count.

Seeing the heavy losses of his army, General Rams trembled with anger and scolded: "Bastards! these Luskan bastards are so afraid that they dare not fight us head-on! Specially play this shady and despicable method! Let all the knights come to me at once, and if they dare to have a second time, I will show them what the iron fist of justice is." ”

"As you wish!, Your Excellency General!" the scout hurriedly bowed, and rode his horse to deliver the order.

In less than twenty minutes, an entirely elite order of knights gathered, staring vigilantly at the dense forests on both sides of the road.

As General Rams had predicted, when the knights gathered, the wolf cavalry disappeared and was not seen again for a whole day.

But the problem is that whether it is a knight or a war horse, they need to eat and rest.

In the evening, when they took off their armor and sat down on the ground to eat something, the half-orc wolf cavalry appeared again.

Just like last time, they took the initiative to avoid those elites who didn't look easy to mess with, and specially picked up ordinary citizens and farmers who were temporarily recruited to kill, and even drove them to attack the formation of the veterans, if they could break up, they would follow and kill, and if they couldn't, they would retreat directly.

At this moment, even the most idiotic can see that these half-orcs riding wolves are not here to fight at all, but to demoralize the coalition forces by launching a surprise attack, leaving ordinary soldiers in a state of panic.

If the conspiracy succeeds, even if he succeeds in reaching Neverwinter, he may not be able to defeat Luskan, who is waiting for work.

"Magic! We need the help of magic now! Immediately have the military mages monitor the movements of the forests on both sides twenty-four hours a day, and immediately sound the alarm if they detect any signs of enemy approaching. In addition, the army was divided into two halves, one half of which was on guard while the other was resting. General Rams pondered for a moment, and then immediately gave a new order.

He knew that while this would increase the fatigue of the soldiers and severely slow down the march, there was nothing good to do about it.

After all, the tactics of sabotage warfare for the purpose of harassment, not to mention in the relatively primitive and backward Faeron Continent, are still very effective in modern warfare, even if the sneak attack is unsuccessful, it can greatly increase the psychological pressure of the opposing soldiers.

Especially when the enemy is hiding in the shadows, and may rush out at any time to launch a deadly attack, that kind of feeling is definitely not pleasant.

"Hey, hey, these guys have been fooled! You, you can send a letter to Lord Gar, and say that the master's plan has succeeded. It won't be long before these weak guys will fall prey to us. The orcs hiding in the woods and secretly peeking at the Waterdeep coalition grinned and commanded their companions behind them.