According to the judging criteria of a "player" like Roddy, the orc Sauron at this time already has the advanced profession of "Witch Doctor". However, unlike other tribal witch doctors, as a student of Sarota, Sauron specializes not in team-blessed witchcraft such as "group bloodlust", but in "enhanced combat" witchcraft that has a stronger effect on "individuals" and lasts longer-

Under the teaching of Sarota, Sauron has never been tempered by his body and martial arts since he was a child, so he is not only a witch doctor, but also a qualified or even excellent wolf cavalry warrior - and once involved in the battle, Zoro can greatly increase his combat effectiveness with the cooperation of witchcraft, although the effect of the witchcraft he learned at this time is not as strong as that of Sarota, but after a period of time, he will definitely become an unrivaled and powerful warrior in the clan!

This is a path that no witch doctor has ever walked before.

Because the witch doctor has inherited the strength of his ancestors, most of them are as thin as Sarota, and they will not stand on the battlefield and fight the enemy hand-to-hand at all, but as Sarota's own descendant, Zoro has been developing towards this extreme route since he was four years old - I have to say that Sarota is an "outlier" among the orcs, he is good at learning and daring to innovate, although Sauron has not yet played in any battle under his teaching, but in Sarota's eyes, Zoro's future strength will definitely surpass the current chief Rohar!

And under the cultivation of the teacher, Sauron also has absolute confidence in his own strength - but it is this confidence that is almost completely shattered today by the guy who holds the horned bow in his hand.

In the early morning pursuit, Zoro relied on his sorcery and the superimposed buff of Sarota's "Bloodthirsty" to chase at the forefront. He was determined to win the two humans who had fallen behind, and even stared at Roddy with great excitement when he threw the net, in order to see the horror and horror in the other's eyes as death approached...

Because the powerless expression of human beings in the face of the fate of death is far more refreshing than simple killing, but he is full of anticipation and discovers that what happened next... It's completely beyond imagination.

In the face of Roddy's quick return, Zoro relied on his quick reaction to lie on the wolf's back to dodge the arrow that could have hit the head - and then the death of two comrades by arrows made Zoro break out in a cold sweat in an instant!

He raised his gaze to see the other man's face, but he only saw a pair of indifferent eyes behind the raised horn bow...

The other party's gaze stayed on him for a moment, and Zoro forgot to let the wolf speed up for a moment - and after this moment of hesitation, the subsidence of the "bloodlust" and the subsequent slowdown, he could only watch the other party escape from his pursuit range without any way.

In this short encounter, Sauron considered himself completely defeated - more than seventy powerful wolf cavalry were stopped by three arrows when they immediately surrounded the opponent... Such a thing has caused an unimaginable shadow for him with a very high spirit.

When facing Sarota, he could only try to suppress that palpitation and fear in his heart, and secretly vowed to become stronger—but after leaving the protection of his teacher, he found that he could never forget those cold and determined eyes.

"I'm going to get stronger... Get stronger! ”

Gritting his teeth and vowing to do better, the wolf under his crotch sped off into the distance, but Sauron didn't notice that on the horizon behind him, a team that shouldn't have been here was appearing outside the Cossack village without warning...

……

Compared with her own students, Sarota's mood at this time was not afraid, more than suffocated and angry.

There was no longer any autonomy in his heart to think about what happened in the morning, if he had also rushed out of the army before, I am afraid that none of the humans would have been able to escape-but regret was useless, Sarota frowned and cleaned up the mess in his heart, grabbed the wooden staff and got up, planning to leave the Cossack village with the team, thinking about resolving the conflict with the "Blood Spear" tribe first.

He looked at these wolves, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the wolf cavalry of the orcs was obviously flawed.

The spine of the horse is always straight when it travels, so humans can quickly master the art of riding, but when the wolf is running, the spine is always writhing - although the specially bred wolf is much more stable, it is far more difficult to master such riding skills than to master horseback riding.

After adapting to the writhing mount like the wolf, "riding and shooting" could not be achieved at all, so no one in the tribe could carry a bow and arrow, and the appearance of "throwing nets" was entirely to make up for their lack of long-range attack ability.

If you want to have an advantage in the face of human cavalry, you can only rely on more advanced sorcery.

Thinking like this in his heart, seeing that his subordinates were ready to leave, he waved his wooden staff, and the bone ornaments made a messy crashing sound, and the servants on the side brought his wolf, and after turning over and riding, he gently pulled the reins, and was about to give the order to all set off...

And at this moment, in the breeze that crossed my ears, there seemed to be some unfamiliar sounds.

The orc, who had a keen sense of hearing, immediately turned to look into the distance, and when he saw clearly what the shadow on the steppe was, he opened his mouth and was completely stunned for a moment—it was a full three seconds before the warning echoed loudly in the Cossack village: "Human! It's a human cavalry! ”

This news almost made the entire wolf cavalry team silent, and even many orcs, you look at me, I look at you, and they don't know what words to say to express their feelings.

Only Sarota was the first to react, and said in a deep voice: "Report the enemy's situation!" ”

"Twenty-eight, twenty-nine, thirty! Lord Sarota, it seems- is... Yes..."

Standing at the back of the line, Sarota couldn't see what the team was in the distance and asked loudly, "What is it?" Make it clear. ”

"It's like... Like those humans who ran away in the morning! ”

When the news spread throughout the team, the mood of the wolf cavalry began to change very obviously.

Like boiling water about to boil, doubts and confusion gradually turned into grinning and irrepressible excitement—their emotions even infected the wolf under their crotch, and the low roar spread.

As the Supreme Commander, Sarota's face changed several times at this time. He stood there silently, his eyes narrowed and looked into the distance, the Yin Owl's gaze locked on the small number of human troops, and after hesitating for a few seconds, he suddenly shook the wooden staff in his hand and said sharply: "Prepare for battle!" ”

"Roar—"

The orcs never answered "yes" or "understood", but used the most primitive roar to express their obedience.

The shame of being escaped by the other party in the early morning finally brewed into the excitement of "the revenge is about to be avenged", and they turned the direction of the wolf with a howl, and aimed the wolf's head at the sparse human team outside the village.

The wolf's low roar came and went, but as the most military-quality troops in the tribe, they did not rush out of the army uncontrollably, but collectively endured, anxiously waiting for Sarota's next order.

Sarota drove the wolf forward, and the wolf cavalry in front of him separated to make way for him, he didn't blindly give the order to attack, because he wanted to make sure that the other party had no schemes - but when he actually saw the approaching scouts outside the village, he couldn't help but wonder in his heart...

"Do you really have the guts?"

The scout team running in the distance was not slow, but when it approached within a kilometer and both sides saw each other clearly, the team suddenly began to slow down in an extremely embarrassed posture - their originally neat team instantly became extremely scattered, and it didn't take half a minute to squeeze into a mess...

Such a funny scene even made the wolf cavalry let out a burst of undisguised laughter.

At a distance of more than 500 meters, Sarota could even clearly see that the humans on the opposite side had a little quarrel in the chaos, and then hurriedly turned the horse's head and began to withdraw in an extremely clumsy posture - obviously these guys were smart, they thought that the wolf cavalry unit had already left, and wanted to kill a "return horse gun" by surprise, but it was self-defeating, and they were directly "caught in the urn".

Sarota, who originally thought that these guys wanted to play some conspiracy, gradually relaxed when he looked at the scattered formation of Luo Di and the others, because he knew very well that these guys could not have a lineup of more than thirty people, and for the more than seventy wolf cavalry led by the "witch doctor", this kind of enemy could carry out a one-sided slaughter like a sickle harvesting wheat.

A godsend!

He couldn't help but exhale secretly in his heart, and the previous depression in his heart was swept away, and then he raised the wooden staff in his hand, and when he waved, the pale green light suddenly blessed all the wolf cavalry -

"Kill them and leave them alive!"

"Roar—"

Howls and roars instantly resounded through the Cossack village, and the wolf cavalry, full of strength under the blessing of witchcraft, shouted loudly, and suddenly poured out of the village like a flood, and rushed out of the village with the Witch Doctor of Sarota himself!

The scene is very similar to the early morning: the wolf cavalry begins a second pursuit with all their might, and the human scouts begin a second flight...

The difference is that this time there is a powerful witch doctor in the orc team, while the human scout team collectively abandoned the armor and baggage and began to "escape" with the least burden.

At this time, Sarota's heart couldn't help but be a little excited-if he could kill these humans, the defense power of the human border would be greatly weakened as a whole, and his plan would be implemented more smoothly, and the territory of the human kingdom would inevitably be completely subjugated under his own will!

"This time... I'm not going to miss it! ”