The cavalry heading to the Zebra Mountain gold mines did not know what was happening behind them, they thought that the enemy was still ahead and that everything had to be resolved quickly. Because the torches had already been lit, they simply moved forward with the light up. In order to avoid anything like a trap, the cavalry stretched the ranks long, with the three best riders at the front advancing side by side, and those behind them moving a little further away, following their footsteps.

There were no more surprises along the way, but Wilhelm Uther knew that his actions would be discovered. However, he didn't know what countermeasures the other party would take in addition to trapping the horse pit, and he was not sure if there was any prevention in the gold mine. Now he is in a dilemma.

Based on his instincts and years of tactical study, he knew that his best option now was to change tactics and start sweeping through Heim's villages, forcing the peasants to flee to the castle that had not yet been built. In this way, the foundation can be laid for the next siege battle. Although the siege had taken a long time, he decided that the Heim Lords would not have a lot of food reserves, and that the lord named Siegel would soon be forced to run out of food.

But he looked at the knights beside him, and thought to himself, how many of them could understand such a tactic? If you go to the village, you can find some ale, pigs and sheep, but what is it compared to gold? If it is his lord's father, or his brother Maroch Uther, who is the first heir to the realm, to lead the vanguard, then this matter is easy to say. But he is only the second son in the family, and his prestige is not high in ordinary times, especially without gold.

Therefore, it is difficult for him to ride a tiger now, so he can only go out and attack the Banwen Mountain Gold Mine according to the original plan. He gritted his teeth and ordered the cavalry to attack through the night. "Wanted to rest. When you hold gold in your arms, you will rest better. He said. Then he sped the horses up again.

The mine of Mt. Zebra is divided into two parts: the upper and lower parts. Most of the ore is transported down from the mountain, while the refining workshop is at the bottom of the mountain. The villagers of Rock Village live at the foot of the mountain, and they have built houses out of stone and plaster, which are close to each other. The space between the houses was only large enough for one person to pass through, and horses could not squeeze through.

The whole village was deadly silent, with no light or sound. The guards arranged by Hum didn't need wind lamps or torches, after all, the eyes of the orcs were already accustomed to the darkness. The guards halfway up the mountain saw a fiery dragon running down the ore avenue from a distance. Then the bronze medal was struck. The sound of the bell lasted only a few seconds, but everyone in the village woke up.

In the Wasteland of Tears, if you don't wake up within half a minute of the enemy's incoming alarm bell, then death is not far away. The inhabitants of the mines still retain this vigilance, and the survivors who survive the harsh battlefields are better adapted to the environment than the laid-back nobles and knights of the South, which is why Hum Ke has the confidence to lead his villagers to guard the mines alone.

Lin Ke once said that the village of Stubborn Rock is a village that is good at hiding, and it is difficult to find them when the enemy comes. Perhaps this ability to hide will be greatly reduced in the face of the wolf's keen sense of smell, but for the southern nobles, they have never seen it, and they can play its full role.

With the help of tunnels, dark alleys and blindfolds. The entire village suddenly became a territory controlled by dead silence. The truck dumped at the entrance of the village scattered some sausages that had not been transported into the storage room. Several domestic dogs are fighting each other for the unexpected food. Even the cavalry led by William did not care about calling when they were not far away.

To William's eyes, there was an eerie atmosphere in the village, as if a faint mist was flowing down from the open doors and windows, slowly covering the empty streets. Except for the occasional barking of dogs and the humming of pigs, all that remained was the crunching friction of the wind blowing the door panels. Occasionally, the window slammed against the window frame, but only a few dogs at the intersection looked up and continued to tear at the fat intestines on the ground.

Not only the village, but also the gold mines halfway up the mountainside were silent, and the area seemed to be unattended. William felt that something was wrong, and every hair of his hair was warning him to leave as soon as possible. But his men were more concerned about another matter.

"Could it be that they have already removed the gold from the alchemy workshop?" said one of the knights. "Let's not run for nothing!"

In any case, check it out at the workshop. With a wave of his hand, William led the cavalry to disperse the dogs that stood in the way, passed through the village, and rushed to the workshop.

They had already inquired about the location of the workshop through the merchants who delivered food to the village, and they would not miss the three huge chimneys and the site where the waste was piled up not far away. William sent a third of his cavalry to patrol the village, a third to the mine area halfway up the hill as quickly as possible, and the remaining third to dismount. One part was armed with shields and swords, the other part was ready to shoot with a bow at any moment, and then pushed through the gate of the workshop and walked inside.

The alchemy utensils left by the dwarves were neatly arranged, and there were also thirty gold bars beside them. Each one is one palm long and two fingers wide. They pressed a piece of paper on which was scribbled with the words, "Don't move, you'll die." ”

William was really frightened for the first time, his lips trembled, and he didn't say the word "move".

"Mr. Uther?" his men reminded him, "what shall we do next?"

It seems that this time they also understood that something was wrong. But if you don't take the gold in front of you, you will become the object of ridicule regardless of your final victory or defeat. So William still stubbornly said: "Act according to the original plan." ”

Siegel also made it to the outskirts of the village on the Phantom Pony, but his elemental rune guards couldn't move at the same speed, so they stayed far behind, continuing to hammer the pit with their fists to cut off the enemy's retreat. Raven Baron went in a different direction, in case other troops attacked the village of Heim Territory. The mage carefully avoided the sight of the cavalry on the periphery, and observed the situation in New Stubborn Stone Village from a distance. He was waiting for Hum's command to attack, which was said to never be missed.

With a crunching sound, the cage heading to the mine is slowly rising. The cage could transport fifteen people at a time, but for heavily armed knights, only ten could be transported. So more than a dozen other people were climbing up the steep mountain road, and the weight of their bodies quickly consumed a lot of physical strength, and everyone was sweating.

An orc crept up to the edge of the cliff and wrenched the last thick nail with a crowbar. The cage shook first, then slammed down. The wooden cage was shattered on the cliff, and the heavily armed knights reflected a silvery-white brilliant light in the moonlight, accompanied by a high-pitched "ah~~~~", which fell to the ground like eggs.

That's the signal of an attack.

Rolling cylinders were thrown down the wooden staircase, containing a number of loose stones. The knight on the stairs hurriedly crouched down and raised his shield, forming an outward slope that allowed the barrel to slide down the cliff beside him. By the time they peeked out from behind their shields, the axe-wielding orcs had already rushed forward.

In a confined space, steps such as flashing and moving are useless at all, only the direct confrontation of muscles and muscles, fighting spirit and fighting spirit. Even Siegel couldn't think of anything other than to advance slowly with a sword in this environment. Orcs dominate the terrain and they attack from top to bottom. It only takes two or three men to keep the line solid, and two or three more to throw rocks down from the edge of a cliff can pose a big threat.

As the loud sound of the cage falling reached the village, the orc inhabitants began their counterattack. They crept out of the tunnels and alleys and attacked with javelins or simple slings. Although the knights wore sturdy armor, the mounts under their crotches were not treated so well. The sudden attack threw the knights into instant confusion, and several of them were thrown off the backs of their wounded horses.

"Fight back!Assemble! Fight back!" William shouted, picking up the horn at his waist and blowing. One long, one short, this is the command of the assembly. The soldiers who were still able to control their mounts immediately moved towards the alchemy workshop, and the dismounted infantry staggered and spread their legs in an attempt to assemble. However, Hum Ke would not let them go easily, and the orcs took the lead in rushing forward, slashing with their curved blades, killing many soldiers along with the villagers around them.

Siegel rode into the village at this time, summoning the Flame Wolfhound to assist in his attack. He was well prepared and cast a spell on himself to protect himself from arrows and swords. At the same time, a hazy phantom surrounds Siegel, and those trying to target him will not be able to tell which one is the real target.

However, the scattered enemies in the village were not his target, and it was enough to leave them to Humke. He had anticipated William's actions and knew that this was a golden opportunity: all the cavalry was concentrated next to the alchemy workshop, and there would be a perfect opportunity to attack before they gathered and began to move.

It would be very difficult to wipe out close to a hundred warriors with the orcs of the Rock Village, and be prepared to face great sacrifices. But Siegel, who has been sailing the sea for many years, knows that the most dangerous part of the wave is the part of the wave, as long as the top of the wave can be eliminated, all that remains is the undulating swell. He followed the horn of Knight William and saw a large crowd of people gathered in the open space in front of the alchemy workshop in the distance. With mountains of rubble piled up on one side and sturdy chimney houses on the other, they have no way back.

Siegel swung his wand, and all the flaming wolfhounds swooped into the air, crashing into the tip of the wand. The speed at which the mage gathers the fire elemental has affected the stability of these summons, sucking them into the spell together. I saw a large fireball with a diameter of two meters appear in the air, illuminating the entire village. Knight William shouted in horror: "No~~!"

Siegel waved his wand, causing the fireballs to engulf the courtyard where the cavalry was. (To be continued......)