After several calibrations, the "No. 53" weapon can already accurately grasp the landing point. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info combined with the "Detection and Scanning" skill actively used by the Floating Tower, it is not a problem to eliminate any enemy within the shooting range.

The whole set of actions took less than three minutes, and there was no need for extra manpower to participate in it except for the consumption of magic crystals - for Roddy, the orcs in the Cold Weapon Age came to fight Elson City, which reminded him of the primitive tribe that threw spears at helicopters in his era.

The gap in civilization is an insurmountable chasm. The use of magic crystals and energy weapons has made the high elves have long stood at the top of the world, and as far as Roddy's current understanding is concerned, the high elf civilization has actually stepped into a level similar to that of the earth's industrial revolution in terms of the convenience of life, the strength of the force, and the use of the world's resources.

At the press of the button, hundreds of powerful orc wolf cavalry were wiped out in an instant. If this kind of thing were told to the royal family of the Karen Kingdom, it would definitely be ridiculed as crazy, but Roddy was not surprised by all this. Five minutes after the explosion, he used the "Detection Scan" again, revealing that there were less than thirty orc-wolf cavalry alive, and most of them were seriously wounded.

He ignored the surviving orcs, and after jumping off the floating tower, he prepared to have dinner to celebrate the "good start" of the first battle.

It was said to be a celebration, but in fact there were only six people at the table: Merinthera, Camilla, Akasha, Nata, Nefi, and Roddy. Roddy didn't intend to let Rasiman's mages know about the orc war, so he didn't mention it at all, just celebrated by himself behind closed doors-

"I hope the rest of the battle goes well, cheers!"

"Cheers!"

"Cheers!

He raised his crystal glass, and the ladies on either side of the long table followed suit, with all but Nefi pouting and holding the juice, and everyone had a shallow smile on their faces. After all, this kind of battle is too easy, and the "forced captives disappear in the middle of talking and laughing" very much eliminated the originally slightly tense atmosphere, and made everyone at the dinner table chat a lot more casually.

However, it is said that "three women in one play", counting the ghostly Nefi, five beautiful women with different characteristics sitting together brought Roddy a little "happy trouble". After the simple greetings, all kinds of bizarre topics popped up one after another, and in just a few words, Roddy gradually distinguished the "small camp" between them.

Among all of them, Merinthera is crushing in terms of topic dominance with her profound knowledge and strong strength. This also caused Camila, Nefi and Akasha to have to stand on the same team to cope.

Nata is basically a saw-billed gourd, and apart from being serious about the food in front of her, she only answers the occasional question that Roddy asks.

Nephie was the youngest, but she didn't show any of the coquettish willfulness that a child would have, perhaps the war and these special experiences had made her mature too early, and the serious look on her face when she talked about spells with Melinthera was really carved out of the same mold as her mother.

Akasha sat next to Roddy, didn't talk much, and occasionally asked questions about the undead, and Roddy saw that her eyes were a little dark, so he took the little priest's hand and told her to pay attention to her body, and then suddenly felt a little chill around him—when he glanced around, he saw that the others were still talking about their own affairs...

Maybe it's just a delusion?

"So that's what to do with the orcs?"

Camilla had fought with Melin Sera a few times, but was repeatedly defeated, even if she was unwilling, she could only change the topic to Roddy: "I don't think the orcs seem to know about the existence of Elson City. ”

"Then let them know, and try to lure some over," Roddy couldn't drink much, and after half a glass, he had to change to the same juice as Nefi, and said with a crystal glass at this time: "Zoro may have control over his subordinates, but after the battle is rolled out, it will not be so easy, any few traps will be hooked by fools, you are responsible for this." ”

Camila nodded, but glanced at Merin Sera quietly. The corners of the latter's mouth curled, and he asked out loud: "Speaking of which... What about your knights, who did a great job when I was with you in the glacial plains against that big guy, but I haven't seen them since I came here. ”

Seemingly unintentionally mentioning the experience of fighting side by side with Roddy, Camilla naturally knew that she was responding to herself in disguise, but she could only bite her lip and pour the wine glass violently, not knowing how to respond.

Roddy didn't notice these details, and replied: "Sodlore, they've been in the Parr territory, and now that the war is coming, naturally they have a task assigned to them." ”

"It's enough to have a fortress against the orcs, do you want them to deal with the villains who stab them in the back?"

Melin Sera has been soaking in Roddy's study for the past few days, and she has a little understanding of the situation in the territory, but Roddy laughed: "It's enough for the Dragonlance Knights to go and push the orcs head-on, so that they won't waste time dealing with those miscellaneous pieces." I'm going to go out next, and some of the cavalry will come to Elson, so if Houdini comes back, you and Camilla must cooperate with him to drag him a little bit, so that he doesn't know about my departure. ”

"Get out?"

Merinthera's eyes lit up, but instead of asking anything immediately, she agreed, "That's fine." ”

Then she turned her head and smiled at Camilla, completely intimate.

Akasha looked at the scene in front of her, silently sighed in her heart that women are actors, and then shook Roddy's hand under the long table, feeling glad for her original decision.

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With the arrival of May, the night temperature in Ivota gradually rises, and the duration of the night is also shortening, and by the middle of the morning, the sky is already white.

In the wilderness, a camp of dozens of yurts and tents was silent, and a large number of horses tethered to the perimeter announced that the owners of the camp were none other than the ringing horses southeast of Ivotah.

Originally, most of the "ringing horses" slept in the open air, and it was difficult to fix their residences. But when more villages were plundered and more people joined, these self-proclaimed invincible horses gained more self-confidence. By now, there were more than 100 horse thieves and more than 300 slaves in the camp. Most of them were good-looking women and servants who were willing to serve the horse thieves to survive, which made the horse thieves more numerous than ever.

They believed that there were no nobles willing to organize private soldiers to purge themselves.

Until the early hours of May 1, they thought so.

The slight sound of horses' hooves woke the horse thief on duty at night, and by the faint light, he immediately spotted a dark shadow in the wilderness that was approaching two thousand meters...

Horse thieves are generally very vigilant, and at the sight of the silent and unhesitating sound of horses' hooves, anyone can realize that the comer is not good.

"There is an enemy! There is an enemy! There is a big boss! There is an enemy coming!"

The shouts of the change of tone resounded through the camp, causing an immediate commotion. The days of licking blood with knives have passed for a long time, and most of the horse thieves have the habit of waiting for the day, so soon after the alarm is sounded, thirty or forty people rush out of the yurt with scimitars in their hands, and jump on their horses with swift movements.

Hans, known as the "Great Chief", was also the first to rush out, and after stepping on his horse, he immediately noticed a dark shadow approaching in the distance, and immediately believed that the other party was a private army led by a nobleman.

Because a cursory look at the past, the number of people is only about 30, and there is even a feeling of sparseness when they are lined up.

"It's just a bunch of guys looking for death, brothers, rush forward!

Hans tried to shout a few words to boost his morale, and one after another horse thieves hurriedly joined the group, and when he saw that the number of people gathered next to him exceeded fifty, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then led the team to take the initiative to charge.

In the dim light of the rising sun, both sides began to accelerate almost simultaneously. But the sound of the oncoming rumbling horses' hooves was unusually dull, and Hans suddenly felt an indescribable sense of oppression.

"Whoosh-"

"Dodge the arrows!"

When it was close to two hundred meters, the sound of crossbow strings cutting through the air instantly sounded. Hans reacted very quickly, shouting at the same time, he turned to the side of his body, and dodged with "hiding in stirrups", and the elite horse thieves beside him were very skilled, and they all made exquisite evasion moves in the face of the rain of arrows.

When Hans climbed back on horseback, the team was reduced by no more than seven.

"Kill!"

The final dash was flickering by, and Hans's scimitar had already found his opponent, but as it approached, he and the horse thieves in the first row were dumbfounded...

Because the oncoming knights were not only holding cold cavalry spears, but they were all wearing matte black armor - only now they were sure that it was metal armor!

The horse thieves hurried out after the alarm, few wearing leather armor, while the other party was heavily armed, with cold mask-like helmets and full-body armor making them look like a herd of moving tin cans.

That's not right... It is impossible for the heavy cavalry to charge so quickly!

Hans, who was born as the leader of the private army of the Count of Mirno, knew a lot about armor, but he didn't have time to think too much at the moment, and the moment the two sides met for a short time, he shouted, turned around to dodge the cavalry spear and slashed with precision!

"Buzz!"

To Hans's stunned, the long knife that could have been slashed at the opponent's neck was blocked by a circular translucent shield that suddenly popped out, and then the heavy blade flicked straight away!

At the same time, there was a metal collision and muffled grunt all around, and the two sides collided head-on, but the horse thieves who rushed behind found out... The companions in front of them fell in rows like wheat harvested by a sickle, and the seemingly thin cavalry formation of the opponent continued to push firmly! )