Ye Xiaofei's goal is very simple, to lure the snake out of the hole. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

There are a total of three regiments in the First Cavalry Division of the Guards Legion, and the most elite First Cavalry Regiment is closely behind Ye Xiaofei at this time, their task is very simple, to go straight to Saggs City, lure the orcs to the Dragon Cliff, let the White Tiger Legion ambushed where it is make dumplings, annihilate a reorganized legion, and ignite the anger of the orc army.

The 2nd Cavalry Regiment and the 3rd Cavalry Regiment of the Guards Regiment swept on the left and right sides, and the scattered orcs were clear. But the ultimate goal is still to meet with Ye Xiaofei and with the dragon cliff.

At this time, there were only 624 people from the First Cavalry Regiment and 150 people from the Praetorian Iron Lion who were following Ye Xiaofei.

The equipment of the 1st Cavalry Regiment was developed towards heavy cavalry, obviously, the territory was scarce, heavy knight armor was extremely scarce, barely patchwork, wearing leather armor (monster skin) inside, chain mail or chain mail on the outside, and weapons were not lacking: short crossbows, spears (2.3 meters), knights' swords or sabers. There are even a few with harnesses.

However, just by looking at it, Ye Xiaofei frowned: all of them are silverware, and killing pigs is dull. The most elite First Cavalry Regiment is still like this, and the unpopular city defense army corps is estimated to only have iron-grade weapons. You must know that the elite beast clan legion is a long-haired, long-scale, iron-level weapon, and can almost only shoot a spark. Almost every elite orc warrior is heavily armored and heavily weaponized.

"Report to the Marquis!" A rider ran against the flow of people to the general's banner, and said, "My lord, the fire was found in the village in front of you, do you want to check it?" ”

After galloping all night, he had unconsciously left the forest, passed Hess City, and crossed the soldiers of the White Tiger Legion, Ye Xiaofei actually ran in front of all the teams.

Firelight? Could it be a fire?

Ye Xiaofei quickly shook his head, this is an orc occupation area, there is only one possibility, the orcs are setting fires.

"Gutasev, you lead the 1st Cavalry Regiment onwards, Praetorian Iron Lion! Follow me! Ye Xiaofei roared and roared, and the orcs set fire, which was nothing more than murder and arson.

Killing civilians on the territory of the Nuosen Kingdom, Ye Xiaofei would only tell them that the price was not too big - just one death.

One hundred and fifty guards of the Iron Lion, Ye Xiaofei's personal guard, known for their iron blood and protectors. Their equipment is naturally the best in the whole territory, and each of them is an elite selected from the ten thousand armies, and they are proficient in foot combat, horse combat, bow and arrow, spear and short sword, and they enjoy the best treatment and cultivation resources in the starting point city. They have only one mission: to protect the Lord!

Rumbling horses' hooves, even if they are lightly armed, but the Warcraft-level unicorn still steps out of the momentum of the heavy cavalry, the strong and elastic muscles not only give them strong explosive power, but also allow them to adapt to various terrains, especially mountainous terrain, plain horses will break their feet if they are not careful, and knights who fall to death have them, but the unicorn horses that come out of the Warcraft Forest are like walking on the ground.

Corpse! As far as the eye can see, there are corpses, and the corpses of civilians are scattered all over the mountain path, and the iron hooves of the Iron Lion of the Praetorian Guard should be stopped.

There were too many corpses, and the horses' hooves had nowhere to go.

Ye Xiaofei looked around.

This is a village built on a mountain col, with a path in front and back. In addition to the rejection, there are mountains and forests, and the slopes are not steep, and the slopes are not high.

"Let's go, go up the hill!" Ye Xiaofei tended to be a unicorn and climbed directly up the hill to avoid the corpses that covered the mountain paths: the dead are big, and the corpses are not allowed to be desecrated.

Jiuchi Meat Forest, Ye Xiaofei has heard of it. However, as far as the eye can see, the corpses are hanging upside down on the trees, like ghosts in the mountains, with their heads down, their heads scattered, and they are still in pain.

Slippery!

The horses chirped uneasily and faltered.

A wave of anger burned in everyone's hearts, Ye Xiaofei's anger was the strongest, and he was directly angry, eager to torture all the orcs to death.

One by one, the stripped villagers were hanged in the mountains and forests, and the cruel orcs hung their feet up, headed down, and starved to death. Men, women, and children all hanged themselves in this mountain forest. The orcs hung the humans here like game, perhaps waiting for them to be dried and used as military rations.

The corpse is sacred and cannot be desecrated!

"Kill!"

Ye Xiaofei burst into tears, only blood can extinguish the anger in his heart.

It's a big village!

Running out of the mountains and forests, as far as the eye can see, there are hundreds of houses, this is a large village of 1,000 people, a village with its own defense force, because they build passes at both ends of the mountain col to protect the village.

Obviously, the pass did not protect their homeland, as the orcs slaughtered almost the entire village due to their resistance.

Tap Tap, Tap!

The roar of horses' hooves resounded throughout the village. The Praetorian Iron Lion poured straight down from the mountain.

A half-orc's swollen hand held a human leg to gnaw, turned the corner of the street, and looked at where the cry came from: there could be no human cavalry in this area. Those timid cavalrymen were the first to flee the land.

Brush!

An oversized saber skimmed over the orc who had turned the corner, and the knight turned into a black shadow and disappeared into the next corner.

Lawfully kill on sight!

Ye Xiaofei didn't even want a living mouth, not even intelligence, only by killing these filthy orcs could he get rid of the hatred in his heart.

Village center, square.

A group of half-orcs, gathered by a real orc, guarded the square in the center of the village.

The horse's hooves flew over, and under the rumbling sound of the horse's hooves, the Iron Lion, the Praetorian Guard, who was turning in a counterclockwise circle, suddenly surrounded the group of orcs.

Ye Xiaofei watched coldly, looking at this last group of orcs, as if looking at a group of dead beasts.

"Kill!" Ye Xiaofei burst into tears, blood for blood, the destruction of a thousand-person village, this group of orcs died is not a pity.

Sou! The orcs were the first to strike, and a sharp javelin shot out.

Yes! One of the Iron Lion knights of the Praetorian Guard was caught off guard and was pierced through the chest with a spear, and the massive force of the impact carried him away and nailed to a house.

Praetorian Iron Lion, Ye Xiaofei's most elite force, with one hundred and fifty against thirty!

Brackets!

Crossbow bolts were fired, and a large black dot pierced the orcs and half-orcs.

The orc was covered in fire, and he shot to kill the Iron Lion Knight of the Praetorian Guard, but the whole body was heavily armored, and the orc had twelve arrows stuck in the rain, but he could not hurt it in the slightest.

"He's wearing high-grade demonic beast leather armor inside his heavy armor! Change the knight's gun! ”

Only the huge piercing power of the knight's spear can kill the orcs.

Ye Xiaofei wanted to see how much difference there was between real orcs and humans at the same level.

The charge of the Praetorian Iron Lion, like a comb, was pierced through the chest one by one, and knocked away.

Bang!

The orc brandished a big iron rod, a two-meter-three big iron rod, weighing hundreds of catties, and waved his arms, like a big bowling ball, directly knocking a charging Praetorian Iron Lion away, the chain mail collapsed, the leather armor of the high-grade Warcraft broke, and the part that was hit was like being hit by a train, turning into a mass of flesh, and the sternum was broken inch by inch.

Can't be saved!

Heavily armored orc infantry, worthy of the king of field battles. Unafraid of the crossbow bolts, the orc first shot one and then flew the other.

But, on his chest, a long iron spear stood on the orc's chest, piercing his body.

The Praetorian Iron Lion is not afraid of death, and he fights for his life!

Ye Xiaofei turned the horse's head: In this battle, the orcs won! Without the help of the Warcraft-level unicorns, the Janissary Iron Lion, a pure infantry guard, would have to pay at least the same amount of lives if they wanted to kill this orc team of less than thirty people.

In this battle, although only two knights died, the strength of that orc made Ye Xiaofei very jealous.

If an orc is so strong, what if it is a 10,000 orc army that is so strong?

A torrent of steel? Or is it the Berserk Beast Bandwagon?

It seems that none of this is enough to describe the horror of the elite orc legions (front-line legions).

The Janissaries were silent, they thought they were strong, they were so vulnerable in front of the more powerful orcs. One orc, one hundred and fifty cavalry came, and only one hundred and forty-eight returned.

The Praetorian Iron Lion silently caught up with the First Knights: they, defeated! (To be continued.) )