The steed and the wolf finally took the last step, and each other's bodies began to intersect, and the reaction force of the spear stabbing the enemy did not come. Sanders' eyes widened, and he was horrified to find that at the last moment, the leader of the wolf cavalry suddenly fell backwards, and the tip of his spear swept along the werewolf's chest and nose, bringing up a tuft of gray hair.

Just when Sanders was shocked by the werewolf's flexible body and bold combat skills, the werewolf who had been lying down suddenly bounced again, and with the momentum of this bullet, the hovering and flying mace in his hand smashed towards him.

Sanders' hard training worked, and at the critical moment he blocked the wooden shield between the mace and his body.

"Bang!" There was a loud bang, and the mace collided with the wooden shield, which did not give the mace a chance to leave a few holes in his body with the cold barbs of the mace. Successfully blocked the Mace's attack lane, but was unable to fully absorb the massive force on the Mace.

"Ahh

Sanders felt that the shield in his hand was light, and the shield made of hardwood had been shattered into a few pieces that flew away, and at the same time, there was a sharp pain at the junction between his palm and forearm, he still couldn't help but cry out in pain, and swept it with the corner of his eye, he found that his palm had been twisted at an angle opposite to his forearm, and then he realized that he had just used his shield to receive a heavy blow from his opponent that had caused the palm joint to be completely disjointed.

At the same time as Sanders and the wolf cavalry on the opposite side, the other team members also fought with the remaining nine wolf cavalry, his performance was quite good, and the other team members performed even more unbearable, two of them were hit by the werewolf's hammer in the head or other fatal positions of the body, and they were killed on the spot, three were directly smashed off the horse, and one was cut off by the werewolf with his entire arm.

Sanders turned his horse's head and regained his dislocated hand as he counted the battle damage on both sides, and his heart was cold.

Not counting the people who were killed and wounded by the bow and arrow before, it was just a face, an impact, and six of the people in his squadron had directly lost their combat effectiveness, while the opponent, only one wolf cavalry landed in the impact, but it didn't seem to be injured, and when he jumped on the wolf's back from the ground again, Sanders noticed that there was a bloody object in the werewolf's hand, and he looked at it and found that it was actually the broken arm of his own hand.

The werewolf put the severed arm of the cavalry to the mount's mouth, and the wolf bit it hard, tore off a large piece of flesh and chewed it in his mouth, and then an expression of pleasure appeared on his ugly face, as if to say:

What delicious food!

Witnessing this, Sanders felt his hair stand on end, and a biting cold ran down his spine from top to bottom, and even felt the horse shivering when he sat down.

Orcs are so brutal?

Sanders finally realized that he had underestimated the combat effectiveness of the orcs, not to mention that their squadron was dealing with twenty wolf cavalry, even if it was the ten goals set by the regiment commander Allen at the beginning, they would probably be difficult to accomplish.

What's next?

Sanders felt that his mind was blank, he could not remember the tactics that the instructor had given them to deal with strong opponents, he turned back to ask the other team members for tactical help, but found that the others were all pale and looked a little more panicked than himself. He wanted to open his mouth to boost everyone's morale, but when he opened his mouth, he found that he couldn't shout at all, and when he cleared his throat and wanted to give orders. The wolf cavalry on the opposite side had already rushed up again. When a werewolf approached them, he even jumped up directly from the north of the wolf and landed behind the cavalry, and the werewolf hugged the cavalryman's body with both hands, so that he could not move, and then opened his mouth and bit directly on the cavalryman's neck, separating a large piece of meat from the cavalryman's neck.

The broken blood vessels twitched, shooting the blood in the body in all directions like a water gun, making a strange sound, as if a sheepskin bag filled with water had broken a hole, and then someone had stepped on it again, and then the water inside was all sprayed along the hole under the action of the pressure to disturb the air is a hissing sound.

Sanders happened to be nearby, spurted in the face by the splatters of blood.

They're not orcs, they're beasts! No, no, they're devils from hell, run for your life!

The last string in Sanders' brain was like the neck of his hand, and it was bitten by the werewolf's fanged blood. Completely losing the courage to attack or even resist, he turned his horse and galloped towards the north hill with the remnants of his men, and the sound of cavalry screaming continued to be heard behind him.

Sanders didn't dare to look back, he didn't even forget about sending a magic signal, he just urged the horse to run forward, and he didn't know how long he ran, until a big river blocked his way, and he reined in horror.

Fortunately, the wolf's ability to run for a long time was far inferior to that of the war horse, and the orcs did not keep up.

When it was time to count the remnants, Sanders began to complain in his heart, the total number of cavalry squadrons of fifty men was now less than ten, and since he had just run at the front, he had no idea whether the rest of the people were killed by the orcs or ran lost.

"Captain, send a signal!"

Under the reminder of one of his subordinates, Sanders finally reacted, he took out the bamboo tube pinned to his waist, activated the mechanism on it, and "Tom" a white eye rose into the sky, and exploded a large cloud of smoke in the air more than a hundred paces.

The signal was quickly answered, and it appeared on the top of the hill more than a dozen miles away, and then went away.

"Da-da..."

There was a sudden sound of horses' hooves, and Sanders thought that the other patrols had arrived quickly, but when the horses rushed out from behind the bushes, he was pleasantly surprised to find that these people were actually the lost people of his squadron.

Saunders immediately gathered his group, and he was surprised to find that the casualties were not as serious as he had imagined, five people were killed or their whereabouts were unknown, and everyone else was there, including a few who were slightly wounded, and they all climbed on their horses to catch up. Obviously, the orcs didn't want to kill them all after they crushed them.

"Orcs, didn't they follow?"

After counting the numbers, Sanders asked.

"I don't know. We just ran away and didn't look behind us at all. ”

The subordinate replied very honestly, because everyone was acting in the same embarrassment just now, so they were a little embarrassed for a while.