There were still three arrows left in Roddy's hand, and the only remaining orc seemed to finally understand what had happened to him, and immediately gave up chasing the three humans in front of him, and instead rushed straight towards Roddy!

This orc has a huge body, hideous face, and thick muscles like a beast, although it is still about forty meters away, but under the strong explosive force, it will not take him five seconds to run in front of Roddy - the three scouts who had just been chased and killed in the distance noticed this, and they all stared at Roddy with wide eyes, as if they had seen him torn to pieces...

Nothing else, the idea of "humans defeating orcs" was not in the minds of these scouts. They had been so frightened that they had completely lost the sense of fighting back - one of the guys opened his mouth and wanted to shout the word "run", but he couldn't say it because he was trembling...

Soon, however, the three scouts stopped fleeing.

In the distance, Roddy, who was waiting for the orcs rushing in front of him, was looking forward intently, he seemed to forget the pain in his chest and knees, and just made a bow, drew his bow, and released it again with an expressionless face.

"Poof!"

The orc was hit by an arrow in his right collarbone, which made his arm swing when he ran extremely stiff, and his overall speed slowed down by two percent.

"Poof!"

When the second arrow was fired, the orc was already fifteen meters in front of him, and the arrow was greatly increased due to the speed of the opponent's oncoming attack, and it shot straight through the opponent's entire thigh.

In the pain wail, the orc's body involuntarily lost its balance, he was not so embarrassed, but because his arms could not swing at will, he completely fell - after hitting the ground with a "bang", he continued to roll towards Roddy because of inertia.

And Roddy, who stood in place and didn't move half a step, didn't blink his eyes until this time, and watched the huge body finally roll to a meter in front of him-

Stepping and raising his feet, Roddy stomped on the orc's neck, and the sound of the Adam's apple and neck fracture was unusually clear.

The other party's head showed a strange twisted angle, and after the whole body twitched, it completely stopped moving.

"Whew-"

Roddy let out a sigh, and while secretly scolding in his heart that his body was so bad, he had degraded to such a point, and at the same time, he endured the sharp pain in his chest, bent down and pulled out an arrow from the orc's body that had not yet been broken, and then walked towards the orcs who were still struggling.

After estimating the effect of those arrows just now, although there were no plug-ins and hints, the technical house Luo Di already roughly understood the relationship between his current attack power and the opponent's HP, he clenched the short bow in his hand, and slowly pulled the bowstring apart...

Not far away, an orc pulled out the long arrow on his leg and stood up with a limp, but before he could take two steps, he was "poofed" by an arrow through his skull, and his brain suddenly sprayed to the ground.

Thirty meters of fixed target, Roddy has no reason to miss.

There are two arrows left.

Roddy muttered inwardly, his eyes fixed on the remaining orcs in the distance. His state is extremely focused, which is the biggest reliance on being a "tech nerd" to surpass ordinary people, and when he enters this state, the only purpose of the whole brain work is to complete the set goals he has set - such as those harmless clearance processes that can attract a lot of amazement on the Internet, such as the horror music games that make people sigh that only octopus can play, and for example...

In the shortest possible time, with a rudimentary and limited number of weapons at hand ... Kill all enemies.

Under the blue sky and white clouds, this slightly absurd scene played out in the Nehemian steppes - Roddy was walking slowly and hard towards the three remaining orcs, which actually brought an unspeakable sense of oppression to the other party.

One of the orcs staggered to his feet, and the next moment Roddy raised his hand and stabbed an arrow through his throat, and then he pinched the last arrow and continued to walk.

From the beginning of the pursuit to the near annihilation of the army, the two remaining orcs were still in a daze - they only realized that the "teammate" with the horn bow in the distance had fallen to the ground with an arrow, and the remaining comrades had all died...

Everything seemed to be because of the thin human in front of him, who was pale and covered in blood.

"Lodi?are you still alive?!"

The only remaining human soldiers in the distance finally accepted the fact that all the enemies had been killed by him, and for them, this scene was really incredible, because this guy who saved their lives turned out to be the weakest and most spineless of the entire scout team on a daily basis!

A coward who had the impression of being cowardly and incompetent, and who couldn't even hold a sword, shot all the orcs with a short bow at this moment?

The surviving scouts were as confused as the orc, and it wasn't until one of them realized that there was only one arrow left in Roddy's hand that they remembered... In fact, he is capable of hacking orcs to death.

"What are you doing in a daze? Kill those bastards!"

The vice-captain of the scout team, named Carter, also came to his senses at this time, he let out a loud shout, but he didn't think about how he had squeezed out Lodi in the past, and rushed towards the orcs in front of him, and at this moment Rodi also shot the last arrow, killing one of the only two orcs left.

"Boom. ”

The heavy body fell, and the last remaining orc on the entire battlefield looked at Roddy, who had already walked five meters in front of him, and was stunned with his mouth wide open - looking at the gradually cold corpses of his companions around him, he roared angrily, dragged a limp leg that could not move, and staggered towards Roddy with a wooden club.

In the distance, the vice-captain Carter was rushing towards here, but he found that he couldn't help Roddy kill the last orc, and when he saw the giant stick in the orc's hand fall, he cursed in his heart why this bastard was so stupid to run in front of the other party...

Fool! You're going to get killed!

But he didn't know that when the technocrat Roddy wanted to kill someone, all his actions were based on calm thinking and judgment.

The giant stick fell, and it seemed that it was about to smash him into meat sauce, but in fact, Roddy stepped to the side the moment the other party raised his hand - not a violent roll and dodge, but his body moved a small distance of half a meter. The next moment, the big stick almost hit his body and fell to the ground!

There was a muffled "bang", but the orcs found that they had hit nothing.

This scene almost made Vice Captain Carter, who was not far away, drop his jaw.

"This can't-"

Before he could finish the words in his mouth, he saw Roddy move strangely, and unhurriedly raised his leg and kicked the back of the orc's knee. At that time, the opportunity was just right, and at the moment when the orc's body lost its center of gravity and fell to the ground, he raised his hand seemingly casually, and put the short bowstring directly on the thick neck...

The next moment, Roddy's body was like a spring, and standing behind the orc, he suddenly pulled the short bow, and the bowstring strangled his throat, making the orc want to raise his hand to pull it. But Roddy raised his feet and stepped on his back at the next moment, and stomped back with all his might, and when the bowstring formed an acute angle, he violently twisted the short bow in his hand—

The orc's eyes widened suddenly, and he frantically tried to pull the string that tightened his neck, only to find that no amount of effort he tried to help...

And Luo Di just dragged back motionless and silently, letting the other party's hands wave and struggle weakly, but there was no superfluous expression.

In just a minute, the orc gave up his resistance, and finally collapsed to death with bruises on his face.

His eyes bulged out, and the original blue-green skin on his face turned black and purple, and he died a miserable death.

The three scouts who had fled before had come behind Roddy at this moment, but they looked at the scene of corpses strewn in front of them, and there was a collective silence for a while, and none of them dared to come forward to greet Roddy.

The atmosphere became a little strange for a while, the smell of blood permeated the surroundings, and only the occasional wind seemed to blow on the quiet grassland.

Because of the battle just now, coupled with the original pain on his body, Roddy was wheezing at this time. But he obviously didn't have much interest in paying attention to these "NPC teammates" behind him, as a player, all Roddy thought about at this time was "washing the floor" after completing the task, so this guy who always thought he was playing a copy just gasped and got up, limped to the side by himself, and began to rummage over the corpses of those orcs who were in a miserable state, and hummed a song to himself while pulling out the arrows-

"On the other side of the mountain, on the other side of the sea, there is a smurf... They are lively and smart... They are mischievous and sensitive..."

Roddy casually sang songs that these guys didn't understand, but they didn't know that Carter and the others behind him were staring, and they had completely lost their ability to speak like wood.

There were a lot of corpses on the ground, and Roddy scanned the entire battlefield while pulling things, and as a ranger, he could deduce the cause of the battle from the traces of the scene: an orc patrol encountered a human scout team on the plains, and the scouts rode horses, so they arrogantly thought that they could fight with these green-skinned animals, but unexpectedly fell into the orc trap and ambushed after approaching, and the war horses were almost overturned... The warhorses with broken legs and the corpses of scouts with broken necks not far away speak for themselves.

Apparently a one-sided slaughter ensued, with the orcs running after only two of them were killed, only to turn defeat into victory when Roddy woke up and erupted.

"Why is it all rubbish?"

Roddy frowned and looked at the "trophies" in his hand - except for a few broken copper coins, the only thing these orcs contributed that could be used was probably the ox horn bow, and the rest except for a few wooden sticks, these poor ghosts didn't even have a decent iron product. Roddy felt that something was wrong - if he had entered a strange dungeon, it would have been impossible to reward himself with such a little bit of, and until now, he had not seen any hints in front of him to complete the task...

Looking up at the remaining scouts, he didn't even see the cue symbol on the NPC's head.

Also, isn't the blood they spurted out during the battle a little too realistic? It's not the same as in the usual games.

The wound in the chest was painful, but it seemed that because of the adrenaline, it was not so exaggerated at this time. Roddy instinctively rummaged for a long time, but he couldn't find anything like a blood vial, but he found a roll of linen bandage from his pocket.

"It's better than nothing..."

He muttered, ripped off the strip of cloth from the straw bale, gritted his teeth and trapped the linen bandage to his chest, still ignoring the scouts who were stunned in place.

It wasn't until three minutes later, when Roddy was relieved to bandage his wound and turned his head, that he realized that the three people in front of him were looking at him like monsters.

"Lodi... You, are you alright?"