The route traveled by the patrol was on higher ground, as it was easier to see the distance from the higher places and to spot the traces of the orcs. At this moment, Sanders was standing on top of a hill, looking northeast, which was the patrol's prescribed action. Stay at each vantage point for a while and look at all the surrounding areas.

A few miles away, the Capra River crossed Sanders' vision like a white jade belt, and if the orcs invaded, they would have to cross it, but at this time he was not focused on the Capra River, but on a large city a few miles away. The silhouette of the city was hidden in the morning mist, and if it weren't for the fact that Sanders had known about the city's existence, he might not have noticed it at all.

"It's supposed to be Capra over there, right?"

Behind Sanders stood a new recruit, who was on patrol with the team for the first time.

"That's right. ”

One of the horsemen replied.

"Before I came here, I heard from the head of the regiment during a meal that the Northern Legion of the Yuss Empire stationed at Capra Pass is said to be the most elite army of the Yuss Empire, second only to the Templars in terms of combat effectiveness. ”

The recruit's tone could not hide the adoration of the strong.

"Hmph!" As soon as the recruit's words fell, Sanders already snorted coldly:

"If the Northern Legion were really that strong, it wouldn't hide behind the tall walls like a shrunken turtle, but would stand up like our fathers and fight the orcs with real swords and guns. ”

Sanders' words were filled with disdain and disdain.

"Captain, IMHO. The Commander doesn't think that the Northern Legion is a shrunken turtle, on the contrary, he thinks that the reason why humans have not been harmed by orcs for hundreds of years is due to the fact that the Northern Legion is responsible..."

Before the recruit could finish his words, he suddenly stopped. Sanders wanted to continue retorting, but suddenly heard a whistling of torn air behind him, which was not unfamiliar, because when they were training, the high-speed feathered arrows fired by the archers would make this kind of sound when they broke through the air. It's just that the ringing in my ears sounds more sharp at this time.

Sanders turned around in surprise to find that the recruit's eyes were widening and looking at him, his eyes were almost flying out of his sockets because of the overexertion, and the recruit's mouth was also wide, and the depths of his throat made a "gurgling" sound, like a duck that had been choked by the neck, and blood was constantly gushing out of his mouth.

Before Sanders could figure out what was happening, another scream rang out, and this time he saw it clearly, a wolf-tooth arrow flew out of the jungle and, with a deadly whistle, struck a horseman in the chest, and the cavalryman screamed, shook his body, and fell off his horse's back.

Sanders finally reacted to the fact that the recruit had been shot in the neck by an arrow.

"Get on your horse, be on guard!"

Sanders shouted in a bit of panic, but so far he hadn't figured out who the enemy was.

However, the enemy did not create suspense, and when Sanders shouted a warning, the bushes a hundred paces away shook, and out of it jumped a fierce-looking animal.

The creature resembled a leopard's stature, but it was taller and stronger than an ordinary leopard, with a wolf's head on its short and thick neck, long fangs sticking out from the corners of its mouth dripping with slander, and its long gray hair, which stood up like steel needles.

On his back, covered with long hair, sat a strange-looking and vicious man, who was said to be strange because of the long ears of his head and his protruding mouth, more like a wolf than a man. His strong arm carried a mace, and the spikes sticking out of the surface of the hammer shimmered in the cold light of the morning sun.

"Werewolves and wolves!"

The long-awaited orc wolf cavalry finally appeared in front of him, but it did not bring any excitement to Sanders, but was deeply afraid.

The thought of fear had barely crossed Sanders' mind, and the wolf cavalry that had appeared first had already wielded his mace, roared at the bushes behind him, and then drove his mount wolf towards the cavalry squadron, and with him a field of wolf fangs and arrows. The arrows flew out from behind the bushes, and apparently there were more wolf cavalry hidden behind the bushes, and he was only the leader of them.

"Ahh

There was a scream, and two more cavalrymen fell from their horses with arrows, followed by a shaking of the bushes, and a group of wolf cavalry came out one after another, forming a squad with the leader who appeared first, and as soon as they appeared, they followed the leader and accelerated towards the direction of the cavalry squadron.

"Don't panic!"

Sanders had imagined countless scenarios and various countermeasures for encountering wolf cavalry, and countless times imagined that he would lead thousands of troops and horses, break through the company camp of the orcs, and kill the opponent's corpses all over the field and collapse the army, but he never thought that the first encounter with the orcs would be such a passive situation, and he had already killed or injured three or four brothers as soon as he came up. Fortunately, the number of orcs was not large, and there were only twelve or thirteen people in total, and his squadron still had an overwhelming advantage in numbers, so he suppressed the tension in his heart, turned over and got on his horse, took off his shield with one hand, grabbed his spear with the other, and took the lead in launching a counter-charge towards the wolf cavalry that was galloping wildly.

The boys' regiment, which had just been established for less than a year, had its first battle with the orcs.

As the leader of the militia group, Sanders is very clear about the advantages and disadvantages of the two sides at this time, the wolf cavalry is more flexible than the human cavalry, and is more suitable for reconnaissance or harassment of the enemy, while the advantage of the human cavalry is that the impact is stronger, suitable for large-scale charge operations, but if you want to give full play to the impact of the human cavalry, you must give the war horse enough time to accelerate, which is why the wolf cavalry is in a hurry to charge themselves, they don't want to give themselves this time, and similarly, they must also counter-charge at the fastest speed.

A hundred paces was too close, and the speed of the war horse had barely been raised, and Sanders had already encountered the oncoming wolf cavalry, and he could now clearly see the almost equally green greedy eyes of the werewolf and the wolf sitting underneath him.

"Kill!"

Sanders used all his strength to lower the spear in his hand, so that the tip of the spear was aimed at the chest of the werewolf who pounced, which was the most difficult point of attack for his opponent to dodge.

The distance between the two sides is getting closer.

Five steps!

Four steps!

Three steps!

Two steps!

The wolf cavalry didn't have any intention of dodging, and rushed straight towards the tip of the spear, this rush action Sanders had practiced hundreds of times, according to the current speed of both sides, although the werewolf's strong chest was twice as thick as Sanders, but he had no doubt that he could pierce it with one shot.