In the dark swamp, the two teams met unexpectedly.

One group is an orc cavalry riding a wolf, and the other is a human soldier walking on two legs, both of whom are scouts for their respective armies.

The human war horse does not dare to gallop freely in the swamp, and if someone does that, he will be trampled into the bottomless mud, and finally become a white skeleton that will not see the light of day for many years.

The orc wolf is different, the thick pads on their claws not only ensure that they only make extremely small noises when they move, but also act as a buffer, even if they step on the mud, they have time to adjust, so that they will not sink to the bottom with one foot.

Can a two-legged one outrun a four-legged one?

Obviously not possible, especially in the swamps.

"Send a signal and form a formation to meet the enemy."

Almost all of the people who can be selected as scouts for the army are experienced veterans, and the human scout team knows that it is far inferior to its opponents, so they do not have the foolish choice to turn around and run, but defend on the spot. One of them, dressed as a captain, pulled out a magic scroll and tore it in half with both hands.

The scroll cracked, and a whistling green fireball quickly rose into the air like a Drill Monkey, and then exploded with a thud, and a large green flower bloomed in the sky.

A few miles away, Rhine, who was leading the kingdom's army towards the Dark Gate, saw the warning signal of the scout team, and his face tightened: "Reginald, you take two squadrons over to have a look, and I will lead the large army to arrive later." ”

Isn't it two days away from the orc's lair that I met the orcs so early?

Reginald motioned to Marcus to watch out for the Orc attack, leading two squadrons of infantry in the direction from which the signal came.

Before Rhine decided to venture deep into the Dark Swamp to fight back against the orcs, the place was barely human to tread, and it was filled with waist-high weeds and unknown plants as far as the eye could see, and the troops marched much faster than the cavalry.

If it weren't for the purpose of using the impact of the cavalry to impact the orc formation in battle with the orc army, whoever would want to take the war horse to the swamp would be completely guilty.

Reginald left, and Marcus took over command of the armies on both wings, shouting: "Soldiers on both wings are ready for battle, beware of enemy sneak attacks." ”

The unfamiliar primeval swamp is a good place to ambush the enemy. Of course, the reverse is true, and Marcus has to guard against it.

After giving orders to the troops on both flanks, Marcus reminded Rhine: "Your Majesty, it seems that the orcs have recovered, otherwise our scouts would not have found traces of the orcs so far away from their lair. ”

"That's exactly what I'm worried about."

Rhine frowned, rushed thousands of miles, went deep into the enemy's lair, if it was an enemy army with low morale after a defeated battle, it could still be victorious, but if the enemy had already come out of the shadow of defeat, and even held back a breath of revenge for the previous defeat, the situation was very bad.

Perhaps I should have been more cautious and waited for Lothar's army to join me before I set out.

For the first time, Rhine had a little remorse. However, there was no turning back from the bow, and he had reached this point, and he could not be allowed to retreat.

Now the only way to do this is to move forward and crush the orcs in one go.

Rhine couldn't back down, and he couldn't back down, and Orgrimmar wasn't. When the new chief of the orcs received a message from the scout, he was confused. He never imagined that a weak human would have the audacity to go deep into the swamp and cross thousands of miles to attack him.

Who gave them the guts!

Orgrimmar was furious, he felt that he had been insulted, with the strength of such a weak human being, if he didn't fight them, they should have laughed secretly, and dared to hit us, you are kidding me.

Orgrimmar, who came to his senses, laughed angrily, and waved his warhammer: "Brave soldiers, the enemy is ahead, follow me." ”

Coincidentally, the commanders of both armies began to march rapidly, trying to reach the battlefield one step ahead of the other. Neither Rhein nor Orgrimmar thought of retreating, and this encounter could turn into a bitter fight. I don't know if it was orc blood or human blood that was shed first.

In the open area cavalry and infantry, the advantage is really not too obvious.

The Orc's wolf cavalry scout team managed to kill five enemies in a single charge, and the price paid was only a companion who was poked in the heart by the scout captain.

The scout captain spat out, his eyes stared at the enemy who was adjusting his direction not far away, and scolded in his mouth: "Green-skinned crumbs, if you dare to come over again, Lao Tzu will shoot them one by one, and stab them all to death." ”

A scout team is twelve people, and the orcs have reduced their own number of people by five under a round of attacks, how can the scout captain not hate in his heart. The five soldiers who died were all his robes, his comrades in the same trench as him, and the people who could be trusted with their backs when facing the enemy, and not long ago everyone was talking and laughing, but now these people have died under the butcher's knives of the orc wolf cavalry, and have become cold corpses on the ground.

"Damn the greenskins."

Shaking his arm, the gun was out, and the force of the shock from the gun shook the scout captain's arm numb, and he gritted his teeth and held on, although the tiger's mouth had cracked, the spear was still held firmly.

The second charge of the wolf cavalry achieved greater results than the previous one, and they killed six enemies this time. The last time it wasn't for the human soldiers forming a defensive formation, they could have killed their opponents with a single charge, and after the last encounter, the humans were reduced by nearly half, and this time they couldn't resist their onslaught.

No, there was still one person who was on guard, and the human with the spear had already killed two of their companions this time.

"Kill him!"

The remaining ten wolf cavalry slowed down, turned around, and drove the wolf to charge again. They were sure and sure that this time the human was doomed.

Ten fight Lao Tzu one, or the cavalry in the charge fights the infantry, I'll go to your uncle.

The scout captain knew that the battle had come so suddenly, and that it had ended so quickly, that he could not wait for reinforcements anyway, and that death was his only end. But he did not stand still, and seeing that the wolf cavalry was about to charge, he unexpectedly threw the spear in his hand.

Depend on!

The orc scout captain facing him in front of him has been guarding against the opponent's stabbing attack, but he didn't expect the opponent to play his cards completely out of common sense, using the spear as a javelin, and he was caught off guard and only had time to raise the weapon in his hand, subconsciously wanting to block it.

The force of the spear and the kinetic energy of the wolf cavalry when they rushed at high speed gave this blow an unimaginable impact, and the sharp spear head smashed the orc's war knife to pieces and plunged headlong into the orc's neck, and the steel spear easily tore through the flesh and blood, mincing the trachea, and carrying a hot blood through the neck of the orc scout captain.

After throwing his spear, the scout captain leaped forward and lunged at the sword of another orc wolf cavalryman. The sharp blade sliced the scout captain's neck open, slicing the neck bone, and a large head separated from the body.

The Scout Captain was killed.

The decapitation of his orc was not better, and the scout captain's headless body slammed into the orc along the inertia, and a sword tip emerged from the back of the orc cavalry.

It turned out that the scout captain drew his sword as he pounced.

Having four of their companions killed by a human, one of whom was their own captain, the wolf cavalry was furious. Anger always makes people do irrational things, and a wolf cavalry swings a battle axe, and before the scout captain's head hits the ground, an axe slashes at it, splitting it to the point of a brain, the scene is cruel.

This scene happened to be seen by the human soldiers who rushed to support, and their eyes immediately turned red.

Reginald gritted his teeth and gurgled: "Kill me, don't let go of all those green-skinned crumbs!" ”