"Marshal, fifty miles to the southwest, there is a large Bimon tribe that is migrating."

Receiving this news, Hudson was slightly stunned.

The Bimeng clan is scarce, and there are even fewer large tribes. If you want to meet them on the vast prairie, it is no less difficult than looking for a needle in a haystack.

After entering the prairie for such a long time, the orc tribes destroyed by the expeditionary force were as high as three digits, and they did not encounter a single Beamon tribe, let alone a large Beamon tribe.

At one point, Hudson thought that the Beamon tribe had remained in the Qiulin Mountains and had not yet returned to the prairie.

"Lure the enemy", there is definitely no such thing. Take a family of tens of thousands of people in the Beamon tribe as bait, unless the Beamon Emperor's brain is in the water.

"Pass the order, bury the pot and make food, and set out to eat this Beamon tribe in two hours!"

Hudson ordered decisively.

The meat delivered to the door, don't eat it for nothing. Originally, the Beamon clan was weak now, and if they lost tens of thousands of people, they would only become weaker.

In the orc empire, where the law of the jungle eats the strong, the strength of the race has been unbalanced for a long time, and it is inevitable that it will be spied on.

The institutional structure of the Orc Empire, Hudson has studied. The power vacuum left by the fall of a royal family is by no means something that can be filled in a short period of time.

The five royal families were able to suppress many vassal races, in addition to their own strength, the most important reason was "psychological advantage".

In the past countless years, the five royal families have ruled the orc empire, and most of the internal conflicts are due to their infighting, and everyone is used to this pattern.

Once the royal family falls, the perception that everyone is accustomed to will change. It is only natural that the races with strength below should come up with the idea of replacing them.

……

One hundred and fifty miles away, Duke Daniel, who had been tracking the expeditionary legion, had a gloomy and terrifying face.

In their own lair, they were not able to lock the location of the expeditionary legion in time, which was completely unthinkable in the past.

In the past, as long as the Terran army dared to enter the prairie, it would soon be slaughtered by the nearby orc tribes.

The scene in front of him directly reflects the weakening of the orc empire's control over the prairie.

By now, the army in Duke Daniel's hands has swelled from 50,000 to 200,000. However, it was not possible to capture the exact position of the enemy in time, and no amount of troops was in vain.

As time passed, the pressure on Duke Daniel also increased.

After more than a month of round-ups, the voices of doubt in the army gradually increased. Fortunately, the enemy is the famous Hudson, otherwise everyone from top to bottom would have doubted his ability.

There are many generals, and sometimes it is a burden. Now the Orc Empire is no longer at its peak, and it simply can't afford to raise 200,000 cavalry.

Of the 200,000 troops gathered, there were only 100,000 cavalry, of which 50,000 were brought back by Daniel, and the rest were infantry.

In the steppe of a flat river, the cavalry is surrounded and suppressed with infantry, just think about how unreliable it is.

But this scene still happened, it was not that the orcs were sick in the brain, it was that many tribes had suffered heavy losses, and now they couldn't make up the number of cavalry required in the conscription amount.

In fact, the 50,000 cavalry sent by the tribes were only putting gold on their faces, and the difference between them and the infantry was that there were more mounts.

Everything is the pot of the last great war. The Terran army drove the orcs into the backwoods, and without abundant water and grass, they were forced to cut back on their livestock.

After the orc army returned, everyone expanded the scale of livestock farming, but it took time to settle.

The various war beasts of crooked melons and cracked dates could not be used as mounts in the past, and they were also pulled out to make up the numbers.

The quality of the cavalry was poor, and the quality of the infantry was even worse. The few elites were recruited to the front line, the old and the small who stayed in the rear.

At one point, Daniel wanted to disband his troops and pursue the enemy with 50,000 cavalry. But a voice deep down told him that he couldn't do that.

50,000 orc cavalry vs 35,000 Terran cavalry, it seems to have an advantage, but the enemy is a super elite who can cripple the ancient relics alliance.

In case it is pushed back by the enemy, it will be embarrassing. Once defeated, the Orc Empire will become more and more strategically passive.

"Marshal, wolf smoke is burning in the west!"

The Guards officer's reminder pulled Daniel back from his musings.

"Send the order down and send ten hawkman reconnaissance teams to go over from different directions to see what's going on in the west.

Inform the cavalry troops and get ready to pull! ”

Daniel ordered decisively.

Since the two armies have been closer together, the Eagle Scout has become the most dangerous profession. It's good that no trace of the enemy army has been found, and once it is found, few will be able to return alive.

The task that could have been completed by two or three eaglemen now requires at least dozens of eaglemen to act together to have a chance to send the message back.

This probability mainly depends on the mood of Maxim and Bear Stearns. If these two Sanctuaries make a move, they will directly send the group annihilation package.

However, the probability of direct encounter is not large, and the expeditionary force is often scattered, as long as it evades the pursuit of the griffon dragoons.

The location was found, and the message was also lagging. Expeditionary legions were constantly on the move in the steppes and rarely stayed in the same area for more than two days.

……

Above the clouds, looking down at the battle below, Hudson's heart was no longer wavering.

Since the beginning of commanding the cavalry, he has fallen in love with this kind of field raid. A closer look at the expeditionary force's battles on the steppes reveals that as long as there are orc tribes migrating, they will inevitably pounce.

If the orc tribe was stationed in a dangerous area and had well-fortified fortifications, the expeditionary legion would usually just leave.

It's a pity that in the orc savannah, there are too few such dangerous areas, and more of them are plains.

Even if there was that kind of treasure land, the orc tribes who had just migrated from the rear would not have time to build fortifications, or there was no need to build fortifications.

Even the orc farming tribes didn't build castles. Make a few rows of fences to defend against the beasts, even if it's their fortifications.

The production mode of slash-and-burn cultivation is completely dependent on the weather for food, and the level of agricultural production is far less than that of human beings.

In Hudson's view, humanity being able to overthrow the rule of the orcs and become the new continental hegemon is essentially a victory for civilization.

Good fertility + the productivity at the forefront of the times has given human beings an advantage in the competition with other races.

Looking at the confrontation below, you can see that in the face of the attack of the Terran cavalry, many Beamon picked up wooden sticks covered with bone spurs and came out to meet the enemy.

The spears on the grassland are divided into bone spears and iron spears, the former is a bone spur on a wooden stick, and the latter is a normal spear.

Perhaps to save costs, the spears used by orcs had a shorter iron part at the front.

The offensive weapons are so economical, and the equipment such as armor is even more unexpected. Owning a pair of leather armor is the treatment of an elite soldier.

Without the use of crossbow arrows, it is completely flesh-and-blood combat. The Beamon tribe, where the main force is not there, is not worth the expeditionary force to use precious arrows.

In this vast steppe, the army cannot get supplies, and consumable weapons such as arrows are missed, and that is with one less than one.

Hudson was in a hurry to bring his troops back, in large part because of the excessive consumption of ordnance. The spare weapons are almost exhausted, and if they continue to fight, the soldiers below will not be able to guarantee a knight's spear.

The sounds of crying, screaming, and fighting were mixed together, and the heavens and the earth were filled with a sad atmosphere.

"May there be no war in the world!"

Secretly muttering, the bowstring in Hudson's hand had been loosened, and there was a "whoosh" sound, and the arrow had already flown towards a Beamon priest.

Rather than performing magic, it is more economical to play the role of "Bow Knight", which should be considered to exercise muscles.

Every time he struck, Hudson singled out the enemy's important people to shoot, and the arrows killed the gods on the battlefield.

As for Maxim and Bear Stearns, as the powerhouses of the Sanctuary, they have to hold their own identities.

Occasionally sneak attack, play a side game, as long as you kill it in time and don't let the news get out. Every time you end up fighting, it will be too hateful.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh......"

Beamon, who came to the fore, was hit by arrows one after another, and only a strong old man noticed that something was wrong in advance and took precautions, and luckily escaped the fatal wound.

"Mean, there is ...... on the arrow Poison ......"

As soon as he finished struggling, the old man Beamon cried out for his life. It wasn't that the poison was fast, but that the nearby Terran cavalry gave him a shot.

The poison that can kill an eighth-order priest instantly is very valuable in Aslante, and Hudson is not a professional poisoner, so naturally he can't match it.

But it doesn't matter, as a necromancer, blessing negative energies such as curses on the lost arrows also plays a similar role as poison.

In the blink of an eye, the old man's body began to decompose, and the skeleton began to transform into an undead creature.

Everyone has long been surprised, and the transformation of dead orcs into undead is originally an open secret agreement.

The Necromancers in the kingdom have basically come over this time. In order to bring a wave of ruthlessness to the orc empire, and fight for twenty or thirty years of peace.

Contrary to popular belief, necromancers are not capable of transforming all orc corpses into undead due to their own magical powers.

Almost every time they were done, Hudson would go on to complete their unfinished "transformational work." However, he will not come out to receive this credit, but will only credit it to the necromancer who accompanied the army.

Beamon's team, which was already in a panic, became more and more chaotic after losing command. From the very beginning, the scales of war were constantly tilted in favor of the expeditionary corps.

……

"Marshal, the news is confirmed. The enemy is attacking a large Bimon tribe, and a fierce battle is currently going on! ”

Upon receiving this news, Duke Daniel did not hesitate at all, and immediately ordered: "Pass the order, and the cavalry will all attack to rescue the Beamon tribe!" ”

He had given similar orders more than once. It's a pity that every time they arrive at the battlefield, the enemy has already left.

This time it was a Bimon tribe that was attacked, and Daniel only hoped that they would live up to the royal family and hold out longer.

The distance of one hundred and fifty miles will not take much time for the elite cavalry. The battle ahead continues, and now is undoubtedly the best time to strike.

The army ran wildly all the way, and Duke Daniel's heart couldn't help but get excited. The strength of the expeditionary corps, in addition to its own combat effectiveness, is more important is high mobility.

Without mobility, even a pile of human lives can consume them to death.

"Mr. Tito, it's up to you later. If the Offering Regiment can capture Hudson, you will be the first hero of the Empire! ”

Hearing his boss's words, Tito frowned and almost fell off the monster.

As the armed force of the empire, he naturally has the means to counter the powerhouses of the Holy Domain, but the difference between "countering" and "capturing" is very big.

The high-end forces of the Orc Empire suffered heavy losses in the last war, and the number of worshippers was directly reduced by more than half.

In normal times, in order to compete for resources, he naturally has to brag, but he didn't expect that someone would really believe it!

"Marshal, I'm afraid this matter will have to be discussed in the long run. The enemy is guarded by two powerful people in the Holy Domain, and they want to ......"

Before Tito could finish speaking, Daniel interrupted, "Don't worry, sir, I'm not a nitpicker. If you can't be captured alive, you can die! ”

The sincere expression on his face brought the words to Tito's lips and swallowed them back. was forced into a corner, and the next thing was to fight hard.

Calculating the worship group, Daniel's heart has no waves. These old guys are usually very big, and even he, the coach, is not taken seriously.

The imperial court continued to put pressure on him, and simply came to a wave of contradictions to divert Dafa. If you succeed in taking Hudson, everyone will be happy.

If the plan fails, then he does his best. The enshrinement group is not strong, and it can't be counted on him, the coach.

The 100,000 cavalry acted together, and soon divided into two more echelons, with the 50,000 elite running the fastest and rushing to the front of the team.

The other 50,000 cavalry is interesting, except for a few elites who can keep up with the main force in front, the rest of the soldiers have turned on the drop-off mode.

Different from ordinary stragglers, they are stragglers in the tribe as a unit.

If you look closely, you will find that the direction of the pursuit of these soldiers has deviated slightly.

On the march, the slightest mistake was a thousand miles. It was impossible for the officers not to know, but they did it anyway.

It's all forced out. Under the high-pressure rule of the five royal families, if you want to live for a long time, you must learn to preserve your strength.

It doesn't matter if it's mistaken for "waste", it's most afraid that it will be considered powerful by the five royal families.

A race that deliberately shows its strength in front of the boss can indeed gain benefits in a short period of time, but it will soon be "reused" and then suffer heavy losses.

Fortunately, Daniel didn't see this scene, otherwise he would have been blown up. A mistake on the march delayed the arrival at the battlefield, but it was a very fatal thing.

……

The expeditionary legion, after shooting two boxes of arrows, once again achieved the achievement of 100 people, and Hudson also lost the motivation to continue shooting.

"Marshal, a large force of the enemy's cavalry has appeared in the east, and it is rushing towards us, and it is estimated that the distance will not exceed fifty miles!"

Receiving this news, Hudson frowned. In recent days, the enemy has also advanced, and the speed of pursuit is getting faster and faster.

Glancing at the battlefield that was coming to an end, Hudson gave the order: "Pass the order, all troops end the battle as quickly as possible, and then immediately set fire to the granaries and slaughter the livestock!"

The necromancer immediately intervenes and transforms the corpses of the enemy into undead. If time runs out, let these corpses be stained with the poison of the undead!

Immediately after completing the task, take the corpses of our troops and move them to the south. ”

Just experienced a bloody battle, it is really not suitable to play a decisive battle with the enemy's main force, so it can only be cheaper than the remnants of Beamon who fled in all directions.