Chapter 31: Night Attack

In recent days, Reilly and the others have spent time fighting and fleeing. The convoy of the Red Cossacks and the slave catchers were always watching, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any moment.

These people are like wolves on the steppe, coming and going like the wind, and they have excellent endurance. They roamed around Richard, and when they found an opportunity, they pounced on them and killed them, causing their prey to bleed constantly.

Now, Richard didn't have the time to camp at all, and slept in his clothes every night, ready for battle at any time.

In the continuous high-intensity battles, Richard's tactical command ability was greatly improved, and the cavalry of less than 1,000 people rushed up, only to be defeated by him.

When Richard was growing up, Reilly was not idle. Whenever a new enemy joins the fray, he will have dragonflies on them, taking their every move into account. If Richard is the tactical commander, then Reilly is the strategic planner. Once he had chosen a battle location and a target to attack, all Richard needed to do was to crush the enemy in the shortest possible time.

These days, Richard and Reilly have been repeating the process of fighting and fleeing. Thanks to the complex terrain of the Bloodstained Lands, they took the strategy of "avoiding the enemy's main force, luring the enemy deep, and breaking each one" to the extreme, killing and wounding a large number of enemies in the sports battle.

The nights in the Bloodstained Lands are cold and quiet. Richard set up camp on the back of a pinnacle, but he didn't pitch a tent. So they were wrapped in blankets and slept on the ground.

The cold moonlight poured into the camp, and the casters lay in the center of the circle, followed by Gonde, Minotaur, and the Knights of Foot. The barbarians, orcs, and two-headed ogres slept on the third floor, and these nerves were the only ones in the team who could stand the snoring of the three-quarter-ripe and tiramisu. The sand slaves lay on the outermost line, forming Richard's first line of defense.

Gore stood at the top of the stone peak, constantly scanning the surroundings. She has two alchemy crossbows at her side, ready to fire deadly bolts at any moment. It's not just Gore who keeps vigil, it's also the splash. The maiden is the darling of darkness, and when she hides in the night, even Gore can't find it.

"Hmm? Looks like there's a guest coming. Seeing a dark shadow appear in the distance, Gore licked his lips excitedly, took out a whistle from his bosom, and blew it vigorously!

The entire camp woke up in an instant, and the warriors in their clothes rolled over and grabbed the weapons that were placed beside them.

Gore on the pinnacle fired two crossbow arrows, and then shouted loudly: "Enemy cavalry has appeared in the northeast!

More than a dozen wind fangs ran into the camp, and then each found a place to sit down, looking up to the sky and roaring. They are painted with a special pigment that is clearly visible in the dark. The Orcs, Barbarians, and Sandmen have found their way to represent their ranks, and have lined up under the command of the Foot Knights and Knights.

At this time, several powerful men under Richard had already rushed out of the camp and roared to meet the enemy cavalry.

Gond and Minotaur wield their axes and split the enemy's cavalry along with their horses! These are the finest weapons provided by Reilly, with the addition of "Sharp", "Armor-Piercing", and "Strong". After obtaining new weapons, their lethality has increased dramatically, and they have become meat grinder-like beings.

On the other hand, the hammers of the two ogres are also very powerful, and Tiramisu did not forget to bless his teammates with buffs, once again improving everyone's combat effectiveness.

The four of them stood like a reef on the battlefield, resisting the rolling torrent. Part of the cavalry was routed, but more swept past and pounced on Richard's camp.

A totem pole appeared on the road of the charge, and the war horses in the front row sank on all fours, and were pulled into the ground by a force. More than a dozen cavalrymen flew out under the effect of inertia, and the people behind quickly bypassed these immobile horses and continued to rush towards the camp.

At this time, Minnie's fear technique also fell into the ranks of the cavalry, causing chaos again.

The figure of the splash quietly appeared behind a stone wall, and she suddenly let out a wolf's howl, and a powerful aura spread out in all directions. However, the effect of this move was very limited, and it only caused confusion among the more than a dozen horses that were relatively close, and most of the cavalry were still running towards the set goal. Their horses were all ear gagged with strips of cloth, an experience gained in the first few battles.

The splash was not entirely without gain, and in between this advance and retreat, she had already killed two cavalrymen who had fallen nearby. Then he quickly retreated, re-disappearing into the darkness.

A huge fireball flew out of the camp and landed in the ranks of the enemy. The next moment, the galloping torrent was blown in two, and the rolling heat wave made those war horses panic even more.

The cavalry rushing in front tried their best to control their horses, trying to wait for the follow-up troops to come and meet, and the cavalry behind were also struggling to beat their horses, trying to catch up with the vanguard.

At this time, Reilly activated his calm mind and sent out a fire explosion again. It fell into the ranks of the enemy along with the fireball fired by Richard, throwing the cavalry into complete confusion.

(Good opportunity!)

Richard's heart moved, and he immediately ordered the three wind fangs to charge with the orc warriors and barbarian warriors who had put their ranks in order, and crashed into the chaotic cavalry. In addition, two wind fangs pounced on the newly mounted sandfolk cavalry, reaping the lives of the reckless.

At the rear of the camp, the rest of the Wind Fang and the warriors continued to form a formation, and it would not be long before a tight battle formation would be formed.

Although the horse bandits were brave, they would only be slaughtered in the face of a well-armed and well-formed regular army.

Suddenly, a sharp whistle sounded in the ranks of the horse bandits and spread far away. So all the cavalry began to turn their horses around and quickly fled into the distance.

In the end, the more than 500 horse bandits who attacked left behind more than 100 corpses and more than 20 wounded, and returned defeated. On Richard's side, more than a dozen sandmen were killed and about 60 wounded.

Due to the presence of quicksand and Essien, most of the wounded were able to regain their combat effectiveness within two days. However, the two priests will also consume a lot of mana as a result, and the enemy will definitely not leave Richard enough time to rest.

This is the wolf pack tactic, where hungry wolves take turns to pounce, always leaving a wound on their prey and sometimes biting off a piece of meat. Even if some hungry wolves are killed by their prey, it will not affect the entire pack. After all, food is never enough, and too much is a burden for the wolves.

It's like these horse bandits who died at the hands of Richard, and no one will sympathize with them. The surviving horse bandits congratulated themselves on their good fortune while mentally calculating the gold coins they could share. The death of each accomplice means that there is one less person who divides the gold coins, which is very simple.

Richard walked around the camp, issuing orders from time to time.

The warriors were already familiar with the procedures of cleaning the battlefield, and they quickly examined the corpses, peeled off the useful items, and arranged the corpses in an orderly manner for Reilly to access.

Armed with scimitars, the sandmen brought down the badly wounded horses, slit their arteries, let the hot horses' blood flow into the buckets, and then filled everyone with a cup.

Richard took the cup and drank the horse's blood in one gulp. The viscous and fishy liquid flowed into the stomach, and the fiery sensation spread throughout the body, just like the atmosphere of this blood-stained place.