From a distance, the scout team a few hundred meters away was completely chaotic and chaotic, but only when it was close could you find the calm expressions of these soldiers, and the voices that sounded around the team were not words such as "hurry up" and "run away", but calm and calm orders such as "Carter's side slows down, turn around" and "Luger takes people to walk a few more steps"...

Everything is camouflaged, whether it is a seemingly clumsy movement or a scattered formation, it is a deliberate illusion made by the soldiers.

When the wolf cavalry rushed out of the Cossack village, several people in the group opened their mouths as if they were arguing something, but in fact they did not make any sound at all, except for making violent movements. At this time, when the two teams began to chase again, Roddy finally breathed a sigh of relief and said softly: "Okay, they took the bait, everything went according to plan." ”

His calm words seemed to have some strange power that invisibly calmed the scouts' emotions - this firm and powerful self-confidence, like the backbone of the whole team, supported the courage of all the soldiers to continue fighting.

The seemingly flustered team immediately began to turn around and began to gallop with neat movements. Almost all of the people in the group now traveled in a broken boat—they had only bows and quivers, and even weapons and armor had been abandoned on the grassland. So when all the horses took Acanthus again and started galloping, the whole team seemed to be extremely nimble and fast!

By the time the wolf cavalry in the rear was in disarray, all the scouts had already accelerated and started running at full speed.

The wolf that came rushing chased after him two hundred meters behind the team, and Roddy turned his head and saw clearly the figure holding the wooden staff, and immediately confirmed in his heart that the other party was indeed the famous witch doctor Salotta in the later world - but when he understood this, he did not feel too much anxiety and nervousness in his heart, but was unusually calm.

This state has hardly appeared since his rebirth, and the player Roddy a long time ago, in fact, has always had a "retribution" character in his heart - when Ruger poked him in the chest three times and was beaten violently, it already shows that he is by no means a submissive character, so when Sarota ambushed him in a posture of encirclement and suppression, and even almost killed him and Sodrore, the revenge that instinctively spread in his heart was mixed with the hatred of the orcs, which made him fall into his current state -

It's not about going crazy and desperate, but about calculating the limits of what you can do with your head and solving the enemy in the fastest, most violent, and most brutal way!

The strategy is both positive and strange, before this, Roddy took the basic path of "positive and strange complementary", similar to the battle of sneak attack on the orcs, it is said to be strong and abnormal, after dismantling, it is just taking advantage of the weakness of the wolf, which is not a clever plan at all. But now, Roddy has taken a risky step and carried out a bold plan that no one, not even the scouts, could have imagined!

The sound of horses' hooves echoed in his ears, and the oncoming wind was faintly cold, and Roddy, who had already reached the back of the group, gave a second order to Sodrore in front of him - "Don't slow down when you enter the swamp, run the way I taught you!"

"Yes!"

The sound of a brief conversation was drowned out in the galloping sound of the horses almost instantly. Sodrore turned his head and swept over the resolute-looking faces of the soldiers, and the last thing he saw was Roddy's nonchalant nod to himself.

"Follow me!"

Sodrore commanded the scouts around him, his fingers clenching the reins, and he rushed out first.

Before the morning battle, he had never imagined that he would take on such a responsibility - but only now did he realize that he could not hesitate in his heart if he wanted to become truly strong.

From the moment the decision was made in the morning to counterattack the Cossack village, Roddy's plan made Sodlore and Ruger and others feel his ruthless and crazy side. At this time, the whole battle, which may leave an indelible impression on their memories, was kicked off by the young ensign......

Under the gloomy sky, it seems that the rain has finally stopped for a moment, and the cold wind blows, carrying the unique fragrance of the soil after it has been soaked...

However, the originally peaceful atmosphere on this grassland was abruptly broken by two teams rushing by.

The sound of horses' hooves trampling in the mud was not as crisp as before, but the speed was still extremely fast. Sodrore led the team forward at a faster pace, but the scouts behind him gradually formed a slightly narrow line.

The wolf cavalry in pursuit did not understand the scouts' intentions, and the orcs wielding scimitars on the back of the wolves screamed, and the adjusted formation of the opponent caused the speed to slow down, which made them slightly excited by the closer distance between the two sides.

The legs of the wolf are slightly shorter than that of the war horse, and the cardiopulmonary structure also determines that their endurance is destined to be no match for the war horse that is naturally suitable for long-distance running, although the cultivation carried out by the orcs has greatly improved the situation, but beyond the distance of five kilometers, the wolf is simply unable to catch up with the war horse.

This has happened several times, and for the scouts of Nolan Village, as long as they are not bitten in the first five kilometers, then they must not have any worries - but such an "attempt" was completely overturned after adding a powerful witch doctor to the orc team.

The green light that was cast before the wolf cavalry set off was the same range of sorcery as "bloodthirsty" - "the power of the bull".

With a 5% increase in strength and a 25% increase in endurance, Sarota did not choose to cast the "Bloodthirsty Technique" at the first time, because at this time, the wolf cavalry were still hundreds of meters away from the human scouts, and once the Bloodthirsty Technique was over, Sarota would regret it, so at this time he took the safest way to pursue these damn humans.

"Run. ”

Satisfied watching the wolf cavalry in front of him and behind him gradually close the distance, the corners of Sarota's mouth curled slightly, revealing that slightly cruel smile-

"It's not a wise idea to run to the grasslands, and ignorant humans are really killing themselves. ”

On the muddy sections, the wolf's thick feet would keep them from sinking too deep, so the wetter the road was, the better it would be for the wolf cavalry - the scouts in front of them seemed to be panicked, presumably lined up in a long line of horses of mixed order, and a kilometer or so away, there was a large swampy area, and then the humans would surely fall into a deadly trap because of the unrecognizable mud puddle!

By then, these humans will not be meat on the chopping block yet?

In his heart, he sighed again that this opportunity in front of him was like pie in the sky, but he was slightly stunned, and felt that something seemed to fly over in his field of vision.

At this time, the distance between the two sides had been reduced to about seventy meters, and Sarota carefully observed the battlefield with a little vigilance, and found that a raised black shadow in the sky landed on the ground in front of the team with the muffled sound of wolves running, and was immediately crushed by the roaring team.

"Huh. ”

Laughing secretly, Sarota really had a feeling of being threatened at that moment just now, after all, the sharpshooter in the opponent's team before really left an extremely deep impression on him, and the moment he saw the arrow appear, he didn't even think that the other party would miss.

It's really bolder and younger, with a distance of more than 70 meters, riding a horse and turning around to shoot arrows during this fast-running pursuit, and there is no accuracy at all.

The evaluation of the sharpshooter was a little depreciated, and Sarota looked at the black shadow that appeared in the sky again in disbelief, and was about to sneer, but saw that the black shadow fell into his side of the team impartially!

"Boom!"

I couldn't see where the arrow was, the muffled sound of the wolf falling to the ground had not disappeared, and the sound of the wolf knight who couldn't dodge and was tripped over became a terrified cry - Sarota turned his head sharply, and his eyes swept quickly behind the team, and this arrow went down, and one wolf was shot directly to death, and three wolves were tripped up, and the two wolf knights fell directly to the ground, and were trampled by the knight who followed and vomited blood in their mouths, seeing that they couldn't live!

How can it be?!

A chill spread in my heart, and when I turned my head to look at the approaching human team in front of me, I saw who was shooting arrows.

The human on horseback with a short bow seemed to be at the back of all the scouts with great confidence, and when Sarota just focused his gaze on him, the human turned back, mounted the arrow, raised the bow, and scattered, and after a series of smooth movements, Sarota's pupils shrank, and instinctively pulled the reins in his hand to the side.

The next moment a soft "poof" sounded beside him, and the arrow fell to the ground against the wooden staff in his hand.

Sarota felt a cold sweat oozing from her back in an instant.

This must be a coincidence. This must be a coincidence.

His heart does not accept such a fact at all, he can still grasp the initiative under such harsh conditions, and the opponent's archery skills can already be called miraculous! If he can have the right head for every arrow, I'm afraid...

As soon as this thought was generated in his mind, he heard the screams of the wolf cavalry after falling to the ground with an arrow.

Sarota's lips pursed, her hand holding the wooden staff turned a little white, and she immediately gave a loud order to the orcs beside her: "Spread out!

There is no way to take a beating, the wolf cavalry can only withstand such a blow before approaching the enemy, and this sacrifice Sarota can still bear it - as long as the opponent is thrown into the net in the end, he is confident that there are a hundred ways to torture this guy to death!

As a superior person, the witch doctor Sarota was not wrong at this time, death in bloody battles was a common thing, but this kind of humiliation of being beaten was a kind of torment for anyone - but as time passed, when Roddy's ten arrows were fired, causing the team to fall by more than seven people, the witch doctor was finally completely annoyed!

"Bloodthirsty!"

The red light lit up again, and the wolf cavalry, which was only more than forty meters away from the scout team, suddenly began to accelerate, and the loose formation rushed forward, as if it was going to directly annex the human beings who had been stretched into slender strips in the next moment.

Sarota showed a hideous expression, his eyes almost spewing flames as he looked at the humans in front of him who were still running quickly, thinking only of the scene of the other party being broken into pieces in a few minutes, but he ignored the subtle changes in the surrounding scenery for a moment.

His eyes were firmly fixed on the human who kept turning back to shoot arrows in the distance, but he saw that the other party put away the short bow, and seemed to have given up the plan to continue shooting.

Illusion?

How can you laugh when you are dying?

This thought quickly dispelled his slight uneasiness, and when he looked forward, the wolf cavalry in front had already raised the throwing net in his hand—because the human being, who had been arrogant just a moment ago, had now been forced to come within thirty meters.

The net swirled in the air, as if foreshadowing the ultimate fate of these humans - but just before it was thrown, an accident happened.