The number of enemies is more than ten times that of his own, and they are all fully armed and strong soldiers, although they are cavalry and the other is infantry, and it is a death to rush forward. In this case, the smartest thing to do is to use the speed of the cavalry to throw off the enemy and wait until it has joined up with the main army before returning to the field.

Brains are a good thing, but unfortunately not everyone has them.

So, some of the wolf cavalry turned and fled, while the rest rushed towards the enemy with shouts. The latter's courage is commendable, but its approach is stupid.

There are pros and cons to everything, and the demon's blood gives the orcs greater strength but also brings serious side effects, evil energy strengthens the orc's body, but it also burns the orc's IQ. Many orcs are infested with evil powers, and their minds are full of killing and destruction, and their IQ has plummeted to the point where they are almost negative.

"Idiot!"

Not to mention Reginald's side, along with the orcs who were comrades-in-arms, they cursed angrily.

If you want to send it to death, you can just send it yourself, why do you still bring the wolf warrior, I don't know if the mount has become a sought-after commodity since Durotan and his frostwolf clan were exiled?

"I can't help myself!"

Reginald exerted force at his feet, leaving a hole in place that reached no man's ankle, and then headed towards the wolf cavalry at high speed with several afterimages.

The sword arced in a brilliant arc, and in two muffled snorts of the orcs and two dying howls of the wolf, the two wolf cavalrymen separated from the heads of their mounts, including the one who had smashed the scout captain's head with his battle axe.

Successfully avenging his colleagues, Reginald continued to chase after the fleeing orcs faster than the wolf.

Humans run faster than wolves!

How is this possible!

The wolf cavalry was shocked.

According to Reginald's running speed, the wolf under the crotch will be caught up if he can't run a few steps, that is to say, as cavalrymen, they can't run away if they want to.

What are you kidding, is this still infantry?

"He's only one man, kill him!"

Since you can't run away, you don't run, and the wolf cavalry doesn't have the habit of selling their backs to the enemy. Besides, there are several people on their side, and Reginald is only one person, so he doesn't believe that he can't kill each other before the human army surrounds him.

The wolf cavalry turned around and killed him, wanting to solve his own trouble first, but he didn't know that Reginald wanted such an effect. After all, he is flesh and blood, not a machine, and it is impossible to maintain such a fast speed all the time, and if the orcs are bent on leaving the battlefield, he will not be able to succeed if he kills two or three wolf cavalry at most.

"What a bunch of brainless things, none of you can run away now."

Reginald's fighting spirit rose, and he quickly removed the iron shield from his back and walked away with the slashing sword.

Clang!

The blade failed to break through the iron shield's defenses, only bringing out a spark and a white mark on the shield's surface, but the iron shield shattered the sword.

Compared to the equipment carefully built by humans, the weapons of the orcs are significantly inferior in quality.

Without the momentum from the hard shield, Reginald turned sideways for a small half-circle, and the edge of the iron shield with the blade staggered past the wolf cavalry.

"Whew...... Woohoo......"

A large hole opened in the wolf's abdomen, and blood shot out several meters away, and the steaming internal organs spilled all over the ground. After a few wails, his limbs fell to the ground weakly, his body twitching and he couldn't survive. The orc riding on its back was thrown off and plunged into the mud of the swamp, suffocating to death in a coma.

The death of their companions did not terrify the wolf cavalry, but provoked their ferocity.

Before Reginard could stand firm, two wolf cavalrymen arrived, and the heavy iron rods smashed down with a whirring sound of breaking through the air, and they were hit with a blow that must have broken bones and tendons.

Just two people?

Reginald said: "It's too underestimating me.

Lying down and hiding himself under the iron shield, the wolf cavalry's battle axe split into the air, and the wolf's claws were also unsuccessful under the iron shield.

The two wolf cavalry failed to hurt the enemy, but Reginald took advantage of the failure of their attack to stab his sword from under his shield, scratching the retreat of the two wolf warriors.

With one leg missing, the wolf becomes a lame wolf, and the threat is not as good as the infantry when the speed is greatly reduced. When the wolf cavalry saw this, they were about to jump off the wolf's back, when twenty or thirty sharp arrows came and killed them, along with their mounts.

It turned out that after such a delay by Reginald, the two subsequent squadrons of human soldiers had already caught up.

The remaining wolf cavalry launched a desperate charge, and by this time they had no time to turn around, so they could only shout and charge towards the enemy's formation.

A row of large shields blocked the wolf's charge, and the spears stretched out from behind the shields nailed the orcs to death in front of the formation.

"Well done boys, none of these crumbs have run away."

Reginald praised the soldiers as he ran towards them.

There was no smile on the face of the praised soldier, but a solemn one, as the large army of orcs had appeared in their field of vision.

Thanks to the blessing of the mounts, the cavalry troops of the orcs arrived on the battlefield one step ahead of their opponents.

Warrior wolves are obviously better suited for marching in the swamp than war horses.

There are really a lot of orc cavalry, and the scale is at least one or two thousand.

Reginad was secretly frightened, the wolf warriors of the orcs were as big as the war horses, how much did one or two thousand war wolves have to eat for a meal? How can orcs afford to raise them?

Whether or not to raise so many wolf warriors is a matter for the orcs, and whether they can block the attack of the wolf cavalry before the arrival of the Rhine's large army is a difficult problem that Reginald has to face at present.

There were so many orcs that there were more than expected, and two more squadrons of soldiers should have been brought with them.

"Don't panic, His Majesty's reinforcements are behind us."

Nearly two thousand wolf cavalry rushed in, and the momentum was overwhelming, even if Reginald's two squadrons were experienced veterans, he could not avoid a commotion, but fortunately, he gave the soldiers a reassurance in time, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

The orcs have reinforcements, and we have them too, who is afraid of whom.

"Think of our dead comrades, think of the villages and towns that were slaughtered by those green-skinned minions, the green-skinned minions slaughtered our relatives, and now they don't even spare the corpses, aren't you ashamed, soldiers of the kingdom? Aren't you angry? Don't you want revenge? ”

It is not enough to stabilize the morale of the army, if you want to use infantry to resist the cavalry several times your own, you must also ignite the anger in the hearts of the soldiers, so that they can burst out with combat effectiveness far beyond usual.

Reginald pointed to the headless corpse of the scout captain not far away: "Look at this warrior, he fought valiantly until the last moment, such a warrior deserves the utmost respect, but what do those miscellaneous people do to him?" That's blasphemy! Those green-skinned scraps of life in the world are the greatest blasphemy against warriors! Soldiers, tell me, what are we going to do? ”

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"