The old man was watching as well, including Richard's men cleaning up the designator with a plan for it. Chinese When all the war horses were ready and Richard was about to leave, the old man finally sighed and asked, "Young man, what are you coming to the Blue Water Oasis for?"

Richard smiled elegantly and said, "Do business, so as to make a fortune." ”

"That's good!" the old man nodded, and said, "There are plenty of opportunities to make a fortune here." ”

"I hope so, but I'm going to get out of here first. Before I can start a small business, I still have some small troubles to solve. Richard made a mage salute to the old man, turned his horse, and disappeared into the night with his men.

Leaving the city, Richard and the others rushed all the way back to the makeshift camp. As soon as he entered the camp, Richard kicked up the orc warriors who were eating and drinking around the campfire, and shouted, "Get up, all go back to your armor and get your weapons! I want to see you ready for battle in ten minutes!"

The sound of the three-cut came out from behind the tent, holding a large spoon in his hand, and the strong smell of meat came to his nose. He waved his spoon and asked aloud, "Chief, how are you going to fight this battle?" Do you want to run or stand?"

Richard walked past him quickly, tapped the ogre's fat belly with his hand, and said, "Go and change your thickest armor, and then prepare a hammer or tower shield, and then the positional battle will follow!"

With a happy face, he thumped his chest and said, "Don't worry, boss, I'll smash them all into meatloaf!" He hated mobile warfare the most, because the heavy armor that weighed hundreds of kilograms and had defense up to the level of the Overseers would affect his speed even if he wore it. In positional warfare, the ogre, with its heavily armored sledgehammer and blessings of magic and war songs, is completely a humanoid formation-breaking device.

"Be prepared, it's going to be cavalry, the leader is about level twelve, but there is also the possibility of encountering level fourteen tricky guys! A few of you, go and sharpen the stakes one end and bury them in the ground, with the pointed ends facing outward, revealing a meter and a half. Bury one every five meters!" Richard roamed around the camp, blasting the soldiers one by one, and ordered the task to go down.

There was chaos in the camp, but a few moments later there were more than a hundred wooden stakes around the camp in the direction of the city. These rudimentary equipment were prepared thanks to the knights of the infantry, and after encamping here, the experienced warriors did not rest and do nothing, but organized the warriors to go to the nearby woods to get some hardwood. A few pieces of wood were used for fuel, and the rest of the grass was cut and piled up there, and before there was time to fence the camp, the array was put to use.

The arrangement of the stakes is not dense, as long as the cavalry with good riding skills can pass the guò without damage, but it is impossible to rely on the speed of the horse to sprint.

And Richard also has ten knights on his side, which are genuine knights, either infantry knights or knights, although there are only ten knights, but the combat effectiveness can definitely not be ignored. Ten knights were divided into two teams, each guarding one side of the camp, each with several tusks in each team. The rest of the Wind Fangs were scattered among the orc warriors. Every five orcs are a squad, with one tusk. All they need to do is follow and attack the target that the fangs are pointing at.

With this method, Richard can indirectly achieve fine control over the half-orc warrior, because he can mobilize the wind teeth from his consciousness.

A moment later, the ground shook faintly, and the neighing and shouting of horses could be heard from the direction of the city. Several camps within a kilometer radius were alarmed, the guards clenched their weapons and stared nervously in the direction of the city, and smart men lit a few more torches under the banner of identification, so as not to be mistaken for injury in the dark night. Some of the camps that were clearly part of the big forces were not nervous, but they were also strengthened.

A fierce cavalry rushed from the city, and they followed the marks left by Richard and headed straight for Richard's camp. There are clearly good trackers in this group.

There are more than 80 horsemen in this team, and the first one is extremely tall and rides a black-armored knight with the bloodline of a demonic beast, which is the two-headed dragon Stitch who is the number one real power person in the Blue Water Oasis.

The number of cavalry that arrived was less than half of Stitch's troops, and it seemed that he could only gather so many men and horses in a hurry, and his lair was in the city, so it was impossible to draw up all his forces.

From the city, a fiery dragon can also be seen meandering. It was Stitch's infantry, about two hundred men. It's just that Richard's camp is a few kilometers away from the city, and by the time those infantry join the battlefield, the battle here must be over.

This is the effect that Richard wants, and the battle of Tong guò a ** gradually eats away at the opponent's strength. And in a hurry, it is difficult for the opponent to gather all the fighters.

Although it was night, Richard did not extinguish the lights of the camp, so although the view was poor, he could still see the hurried wooden stakes waiting for the uninvited guests. While Richard's core members are not afraid of night fights, most orc and human warriors do not have this ability. Originally, he didn't expect these stakes to cause any damage, just to limit the opponent's charge.

Seeing the temporary obstacle in front of the camp, and obviously learning the lesson of the knight squad that had fallen before the wine, Stitch did not rush to let his men charge, but stopped the magic horse in front of the stake formation and raised his right hand. So the cavalry moved to the left and right, forming a horizontal formation behind Stitch.

Stitch stared at Richard who was waiting in the center of the camp gloomily, and snorted coldly: "Little ghost, tell me where you come from! If you have a rich enough dad and honestly give up resisting, I will only cut off your hands and feet, and let you redeem you!"

Richard laughed a few times, pointed at Stitch's nose, and said contemptuously: "What are you, when I will be afraid of you? Let's not talk about my family, just with my current age and current mage level, you don't think about it, if you provoke my head, my teacher will let you go? Don't think that the bloodstained land is very big!"

Stitch's face changed slightly, and Richard's words were not wrong. A mage who is so young and can unleash fifth-level magic will be an eye-catching figure in any big empire. No matter from which angle you analyze it, Richard's teacher will at least be a great magister, and it may even have a little to do with several top powerhouses in the mainland. And Richard's bodyguards were unusually strong.

If Richard's teacher was really a great mage, perhaps his own strength was not enough to sweep the bloodstained land, but the status of a mage was far more than his personal strength, especially the great temptation of magical equipment whose supply and supply channels were strictly limited. Richard's teacher could have kept Stitch from gaining a foothold in the Bloodstained Lands with a hefty bounty.

A bounty of 10,000 gold coins is nothing to a great mage, but even Stitch himself will work hard for a bounty of this magnitude, let alone the kindness of an archmage.