In the era of cold weapons, the combination of thick-skinned mounts and powerful marksmen resulted in a "tank" with terrifying firepower.

The wolf cavalry were startled by the behemoth in front of them, but when they saw that the monster in iron armor was nothing more than an elk, the fear in their hearts immediately dissipated: they had hunted elk in the forest all the way, and although the one in front of them was much larger than the previous ones, the "herbivore" would always be no different from a lamb to the slaughter in the eyes of the orcs.

So they simply sped up, some raised their throwing nets, some picked up their scimitars, and pounced straight at Roddy.

At the same time, Roddy caught the first arrow with a "Mongolian" shoot.

Because the "Mongolian" shooting method has a pull distance (Note 1) that is about 15 centimeters longer than the "Mediterranean style" – which means that at least 15% or even 20% more force is needed to pull the angular bow to the intended position, and as a result, the arrows that Roddy now uses are completely different from before.

The body of the arrow is longer, the arrow is heavier, the shaft is thicker, and the arrow with the winding adjusted (Note 2) is almost the same as that of a thinner short spear. These arrows do not explode, and possess only the purest physical damage.

So when the first arrow was fired, the orcs immediately realized the problem.

"Phew!"

The orc who was shot in the chest did not grunt in pain, but fell directly from the wolf!

The weight of more than 200 catties still can't stop the huge force of the arrow when braking - the T-shaped widened arrow loses stability, but greatly enhances the lethality. It did not "pierce the armor", but directly smashed the opponent's chest cavity!

And just as one arrow was shot and the bowstring was still vibrating slightly, the second arrow was already snapped on the string with Roddy's hand.

With the cooperation of the "Mage's Hand", the large tail groove opened for the "Mongolian-style" shooting method pushed Roddy's shooting speed to the extreme, and after activating the "Rapid Shooting" skill, his arm swing almost became a phantom!

At a distance of thirty meters, Roddy aimed completely by feeling, because when the rate of fire reached this point, it was no longer meaningful to rely on his eyes to confirm the direction of the arrow - he was now like a machine gun with the trigger pulled, directly relying on the number of arrows to suppress the enemy!

The sound of a bowstring cutting through the air joins in one.

Although he has undergone a lot of training, the accuracy of the "Mongolian style" is still not as good as Roddy's usual "Mediterranean style" shooting, and the first three arrows either shoot in the air or hit the wolf, but with the adjustment, when the speed increase effect of the "Rapid Fire" skill is stacked to 25%, his attack has a "qualitative change".

Four arrows in a second.

The four or five orcs who were charging forward didn't even see what was going on and fell down, looking as if they had been hit by an arrow at the same time - Roddy was almost a turret at this time, and he had achieved the suppressive effect of a squadron of fire on his own!

Although the "Train King" could only move forward unhurriedly, the distance of thirty meters was a matter of two or three seconds for both sides after all, and in these two or three seconds, seven wolf cavalrymen had already been shot to the ground by Luo Di.

At the moment when the two sides staggered, the "Train King" directly used its huge antlers to directly pick off a number of wolves, while the wolf cavalry on both sides who swung knives and tried to cut their legs found that the weapons were broken apart by the violent friction sound...

The three-layered steel scale armor was far from what their weapons could break through.

Two throwing nets were hung on the protruding guards on both sides of the saddle, but before they could be dragged, Roddy's arrows directly shot the two wolf cavalrymen - at such a distance, the advantage of the "Mongolian" shooting method was undoubtedly reflected, Roddy gritted his teeth, and frantically poured arrows to both sides, nailing all the wolf cavalry within ten meters to the ground like a machine gun approaching strafing!

The wolf cavalry also howled and tried to drag Roddy off the elk, only to find that the "Train King" was too tall for most of them to attack Roddy at all. Even when you get closer, the scimitar's horizontal slash will be blocked by the raised guard, and even contact with Roddy will become a problem!

In just one stagger, Roddy had already fired thirty-six arrows, killing and wounding thirteen people—and the wolf cavalry had achieved nothing but a few slashes in the armor of the "Train King" and two nets.

Roddy breathed heavily, and although he was able to withstand the charge on his own, the fierce and rapid arrow had already strained his arm, and his fingers were shaking violently.

But there was no excuse for war, so he made the "train king" turn around and run in the other direction, while he turned his head and continued to shoot.

The advantage of "mounted archery" is undoubtedly reflected again, the wolf cavalry needs to go around in a circle to get close to Roddy again, but his firepower output has never stopped because of the arrows and sufficient physical strength, and it is being suppressed from beginning to end!

Standing on the saddle of the "Train King" trait, Roddy's arrows can be used almost unlimitedly, and at the same time he has the advantage of "condescending" vision, so that later he simply did not let the "Train King" escape, but turned around and rushed directly towards the group of wolf cavalry.

Because after sixty arrows, there were twelve of the original thirty wolf cavalry left.

And at this moment, these orcs didn't even touch the ass of the "train king".

In the face of such a disparity in battle losses, even the bravest orcs hesitated. In addition to the advantage they can have in the face-to-face impact, they spend the rest of their time in the fight, and the closer they get, the higher the chance of being shot - this brutal result makes the orcs stop in their tracks, and then they all turn around and run away...

This was the first wolf cavalry unit in the entire Da Vinci Forest to choose to flee because of its inability to fight.

The orcs were humiliated: they didn't want to believe that one of their teams had been defeated by one person, but the flying arrows forced them to face reality.

"Retreat! Retreat!"

They gritted their teeth and let the wolf sped up, but they didn't run far when they saw a human cavalry team of thirty or forty people coming towards them...

Sodrore had already re-mounted his horse in the past few minutes, and had unified most of the soldiers of the "Dragonlance Knights" to rush here, and at this moment seeing that there were only twelve orcs left, they clamped their horses' bellies without saying a word, and tacitly began to charge head-on.

"Fighting orcs", they did too much in the Nehemian steppes. Listening to the "familiar" call of the other party, the dragon lancers seemed to return to the moment when they braved the heavy rain to charge the enemy.

However, compared to that time, they were already "reborn": twenty-six of the soldiers who were once only five or six levels have now become advanced knights, and all of them still hold more powerful weapons and wear expensive armor.

What's more... They have an iron will in their hearts that is stronger than this equipment.

However, these wolf cavalry belonging to Godard did not realize the role of the human in front of them. In their eyes, the human teams wearing gorgeous armor are all "fancy shelf", rushing all the way from the border of the kingdom to here, and all the teams they encounter along the way... They are all as fragile as tissue paper under the charge of the wolf.

They are more willing to face these "fragile" human cavalry than Roddy, who is constantly shooting at the elk behind them.

So looking at Sodrore, who had already raised his long sword and condensed his clone with "battle qi", the orcs led by him shouted: "Kill them! Get out of here!"

Three seconds later, the smiling orc had his head slashed off with a frozen expression.

"Kill!"

The dragoons were never afraid of face-to-face impact, not to mention that these orcs were at the end of their crossbows, and they didn't even have decent armor on their bodies, but in a head-on charge, eleven of the twelve orcs were cut off, and the only remaining orcs had their arms chopped off, and their faces were full of horror after passing through the line, as if they didn't believe the facts in front of them.

And just as he looked back at his companions, who were only stumps and severed arms, an arrow fell from the sky directly through his throat, causing the orc to fall to the ground.

Nata, who was standing on the tree, slowly lowered her short bow and looked at the battlefield in front of her with a solemn face.

After all, the strength of the orcs is stronger than that of humans, and although they are protected by armor, three dragoons are still wounded, and two warhorses are incapacitated. Although no one died, bone fractures were inevitable, and even a veteran had a large cut in his stomach, causing blood to flow continuously and even drip down the horse's belly to the ground.

However, his expression did not change in the slightest, and he still followed the team with his sword in his hand...

It was only then that Sally's forty private soldiers arrived, led by Titus and Wellington. Looking at the unstoppable force in front of them, many people secretly took a breath of cold air.

A lot of things can't be achieved with training alone. Military discipline, will, and extraordinary strength can only be possessed by countless battles.

"Heal the wounded! Defend your formation, watch out for other enemies!"

Roddy jumped off the "train king" and gave a loud order, Akasha quickly rushed over to rescue the wounded, Sally glanced at her, and not to be outdone, she also began to cast her magic spells, while Nephi stared blankly at the orcs in the woodland with arrows stuck in them, not knowing what to say.

She had witnessed Roddy kill eighteen orcs from afar, and when they fought together in the spell training grounds, Roddy gave Naifi the feeling of being a rookie trying to learn spells. But on the battlefield, those countless exercises that have been done have given Roddy such terrifying lethality.

Such a scene had a great impact on the fourteen-year-old Nefi, who had never imagined that the application of "spells" would have such a huge effect in warfare. Compared to Roddy's power to reverse the situation, he just sat on his horse and cast a few simple spells from beginning to end, and even made a few mistakes in the process...

She suddenly regretted that she hadn't practiced as hard as Roddy did, and now she couldn't help anything...

"Nephi!"

"I'm here, Brother Roddy!"

Seeing Luo Di looking for her for the first time, Nai Fei had an indescribable feeling in her heart, but she never thought that Luo Di would pick her up directly after rushing over...

"Brother Roddy, what's going on? What are you doing here?"

Roddy didn't say much, raised his hand and made a gesture into the distance, and the pintail sand cone on the trunk of the tree standing next to him fluttered its wings and landed on the ground - because the trunk was a bit high, the "Duck Duck" finally landed on the ground, and it looked a little miserable.

However, he didn't care about this, and pulled the buckle on the saddle of Pintail Snipe and stuffed Nephi on, and said in a low voice: "Now return to Elson City, pay attention to keep warm with shields along the way, do you hear?" ”

The presence of the orcs completely disrupted Roddy's plans, and the situation was out of control, and his first thought was to keep Nephie out of these dangers.

Reaching out to straighten Nefi's hair, Roddy continued, "Go back and tell Mom that I'm okay here, so she doesn't have to worry-"

The latter words stuck in his throat, because Nefi's eyes were red and he pulled the lock, and he actually turned over and jumped down...

Pull distance (Note 1): The distance from the tail of the bow to the bow window after the bow and arrow are drawn.

Winding (Note 2): This refers to the hardness of the shaft. The higher the poundage of the bow, the harder the arrow used.

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