To be sure, if the cavalry of the Two-Headed Eagle Legion retreated a little and reorganized their formations and launched a serious and cautious attack, it would be difficult for the orcs of the Hungry Wolf Legion to hold on, after all, the military formation they practiced was the result of the Baroque behind closed doors, and had not yet undergone any actual combat tests. The reason why he succeeded in killing more than a dozen human cavalry at the beginning was completely unexpected. Without suddenness, everything still depends on strength and proficiency in military formations, and there is no doubt that orcs cannot compete with humans in this regard. Baroque was actually very aware of this, so he only let the orc infantry advance slowly, squeezing the space of the human cavalry, forcing them to retreat and eventually retreat, instead of letting the infantry pursue.

The commander of the two-headed eagle cavalry perfectly met the requirements of the Baroque...... Maybe this guy is a nobleman who has risen to such a status by virtue of his family power, and after his team's offensive was blocked, and the dozen or so soldiers who charged ahead were killed by the orcs, he was afraid! Especially since there is a large tribe of nearly 10,000 orcs in front, and a large number of orc soldiers may gather at any time to help. And because of his greed for merit, he had already broken away from the main force of the legion and ran out of the safe range, once trapped, the orcs would definitely not be merciful.

The commander of the cavalry gave the order, his guards sounded the horn of retreat, and the knights of the brigade turned their horses and retreated. They have already killed several small tribes today, and at least each of them has been given three or four orc heads, and they can receive a lot of rewards when they go back. Everyone was satisfied, and they didn't want to continue to entangle with the Great Orc Tribe. These large groups of orcs have their own main army of double-headed eagles to clean up, and they are all here to fish for military merit in the tundra, but they are not really here to fight.

Baroque didn't know the peculiarity of the cavalry team in front of him, he only knew that he could never let a person go. Because the settlements of the rampaging tribes have been exposed, and the large tribe of nearly 10,000 people and hundreds of thousands of livestock cannot be completely transferred in three or two days. Once these cavalry bring back the news, the main legion of the Double-Headed Eagle will inevitably chase after them, and it will be likely to be a catastrophe for the Berserk Tribe.

Baroque's order was given, and Soto and the other four centurions immediately conveyed this special order to their respective centurions, and all the orcs drew one of the several short throwing spears they carried behind their backs. It appears slender and rough, with a thin spear only three feet long. Holding it in his hand at the same time, they got on their horses one after another, accelerated the pace of advancement, and began to pursue almost all the way wildly.

The human cavalry has disengaged from the Hungry Wolf Legion. It's a long way off. Just when they thought they were about to get rid of the entanglement of the orcs and relax their vigilance a little, on the way they retreated, behind an inconspicuous hill, a group of orc cavalry riding wolves suddenly appeared. More than 100 wolves let out a terrible howl in unison. Galloping in an arc against the human cavalry, their nearest distance was only a few dozen paces, and the orcs on the back of the wolf all threw the throwing spears they held in their hands under the orders of the sturdy orcs led by the wolves. At such a close distance, the spears were fired almost straight, and with screams, dozens of their mounts were stabbed by the spears, and they jumped wildly, or collapsed with serious injuries, throwing their respective masters off their horses. The cavalry companions behind him could not stop. Trampled on these people alive. Unfortunately, the orcs' spears could not penetrate the armor of the humans, so they attacked their mounts and let the cavalry survive, but they were trampled to death by their companions behind them.

"Shoot the arrows, shoot these orc mongrels to death!" the cavalry commander roared angrily, "Magician, damn it, put away your magic greatbows, and use magic to attack them and kill these filthy brutes." "He's going mad and he's in a terrible mood. You must know the cavalry of five hundred men under his command. Although the armor is bright and the mount is handsome, it is only bright on the outside. The soldiers on horseback were a bunch of pampered fellows, either the sons of wealthy merchants. Either the beloved son of a nobleman in the empire, just because of the pursuit of excitement, he went to the tundra to experience the thrill of slaughtering orcs. If too many died, he simply couldn't account for it.

The commander of the Double-Headed Eagle Legion, General Hampell, was disgusted with these people, but he was afraid of the forces behind them———— if he provoked hundreds of wealthy merchants or nobles, even with his status as the leader of the ten major legions. There are also many scruples. In the end, he could only pinch his nose and endure it, and took them with him when the legion set off, but he threw all these people to the son of a certain nobleman who also came to the double-headed eagle legion to mix qualifications, and let the tundra lead the tundra anyway, the northern tundra is so big, they can toss it at will.

At the beginning, these gentlemen were able to obey the military orders, and followed the army to secretly train in the grassland of the horse breeding land for several months, and the battle in the military formation was similar. With the arrival of spring, the legion began to enter the tundra, while pursuing and searching for small tribes of orcs. The killing began, and after seeing blood for the first time, these gentlemen finally got carried away. Those small tribes of hundreds of people are no match for them at all, the old and weak are ruthlessly slaughtered, the male orcs are captured, the soldering iron is burned red and the slave brand is branded, the female orcs are wantonly lewd and raped, those who resist are killed directly after venting, and the others are also taken away as slaves, and they can buy a good price when they return to the Odria Empire, or keep them to show off to their fox friends. These guys, as General Humpel, ignored them, sent a few magicians to protect them with a magical crossbow, and then went with them, as long as they didn't interfere with the legion's clearance mission.

As the small tribes on the outskirts were wiped out, the armies began to penetrate deeper. Encountering almost no decent resistance, the Gentlemen grew bolder, even daring to break away from their main forces for hundreds of miles and search for orc tribes deep into the tundra. Finally, yesterday they encountered a team of orcs of hundreds of people, they seemed to be rushing to a certain place, and were easily defeated by the gentlemen with their sophisticated weapons and protection, as well as the more sophisticated military formation, and chased after them, and finally suddenly broke into the settlement of the berserk tribe, and suffered the first painful loss in more than ten days.

The human soldiers shot arrows at the wolf cavalry in a panic, but their bows and arrows were not accurate at all, and the wolf cavalry had galloped far away after crossing the arc against the outer edge, and the durability of the wolf cavalry was not as good as that of the horses, but the speed of their sprint was definitely not something that the horses could catch up, and they could only sigh with admiration.

The commander cursed hatefully, but he also knew that he couldn't stay long, so he immediately ordered to speed up the retreat. Just as everyone put away their bows and arrows, and rode at a gallop, the haunting wolf cavalry sprang out from one side again, and threw their spears again against the outer edge, and they attacked their mounts again, and more than a dozen people fell off their horses. In this way, it will never attack head-on, but it will not let the human cavalry not stop, and eat away little by little.

Now the Commander was completely enraged, and he ordered the magician to pursue him. But the five magicians ignored his orders, knowing that even General Humpel had great respect for the magicians. There are a group of 300 magicians in the Double-Headed Eagle Legion, and these magicians are nominally part of the Royal Legion of the Adria Empire, but in fact they are governed by the Continental Magician Association. Mages only assist empires or kingdoms in the conquest of orcs, and have no affiliation with each other.

The so-called smiling is that they only care about their own face, and sometimes they will ignore all dangers and make irrational actions. This is the case with this commander, who cannot command a magician, but who can command a cavalry. When Barrotan led the wolf cavalry to attack again, they finally followed and pursued like crazy, as if they would not give up until they were slaughtered.

Barotan led his team of 100 people to deliberately attract them to the rear, and just looked at the terrain just now, and there was a small depression in the rear, a very good position.

Soto and Salomon and their four hundred-man teams had already entered and separated, and they were very tacitly surrounded from both sides. The Baroque's order was to catch them all and never let anyone go, and they didn't want to make a bad impression on the patriarch in the first battle.

The human cavalry finally caught up with the Orc wolf, and they smirked and shot arrows at their horses. A rain of arrows completely covered the past, but it didn't turn out very well. Only a dozen orcs were injured, and those arrows aimed at the back actually made a sonorous metal sound after impact, and then fell to the ground without hurting the orcs in the slightest———— these damn orc mongrels were wearing metal armor inside their skin robes? Both the Commander and a few magicians were taken aback, and at the same time had a very bad premonition!

Unfortunately, it was too late to find out, they had already run from the slope into the small hollow, and the wolf was very good at climbing, and soon jumped over several layers of stony gravel and successfully escaped the hollow. Hundreds of human cavalry remained below, and at this moment, the four centurians of Soto, Salomon, Yatutu and Valinor had also completed the encirclement.

"Baroque patriarch order, leave a few alive, and kill all the others!" Soto loudly announced Baroque's order. Then all four hundred orcs raised their thin spears in their hands, and with a loud shout from Soto, the thin spears rained down like rain on the already panicked human cavalry!

Even the fine armor of the gray dwarves could not stop the fine gold spears of the crypt elves, let alone the armor worn by humans? When Baroque Lin left the tribe, he consulted with Old Saadin and carried a large number of demon fine spears. The gray dwarves were distressed one by one, and repeatedly told them to bring them back after they ran out, and never lose these fine spears, because the fine spears were doped with too much pure gold, and if the gray dwarves were allowed to re-forge them, the pure gold refined from an ordinary fine gold spear could be doped with other metals to create dozens of fine weapons, and the sharpness was no weaker than the fine spear.

The army of the berserk tribe finally gathered, and more than 2,000 orcs, led by an old orc riding a black earth bear, rushed over in the black, and those shamans followed the old orcs ............!

Baroque was walking slowly with Protoya and Noltega when he suddenly heard a series of terrible screams from the human cavalry trapped in front of him. Then there seemed to be several fires shooting out of the crowd, and Barotan alone blocked them, and he himself did not show the slightest sign of burns. The insane onslaught of more than a dozen more outlaw human cavalry was blocked by a few vindictive warriors such as Soto. When the second wave of spear attacks passed, there was a lot of silence!

Baroque spread his hands and smiled at Protoya and Noltega, who had long been numb, and said, "Obviously, the warriors of the Berserk Tribe don't have to come, the battle is over!" (To be continued.) )