Chapter 503 The decisive battle at Xingxing Lake (4)
At this time, starting from the hill where the wolf cavalry once ambushed, and ending at the orc camp, the vast area in between formed a huge and noisy battlefield.
As the first encounter between the human cavalry and the wolf cavalry ended, they saw that the human cavalry turned their horses and fled quickly with their tails between their legs. The wolf cavalry were heartbroken at the sacrifice of their comrades, and they all became furious.
They waved the swords in their hands, cursed loudly, and desperately urged the silver wolf to sit down, chasing the elite human scouts in front, and the distance between the two sides became closer and closer.
On several occasions, the weapons in their hands could almost reach the opponent's horse. Seeing that they were within reach, as long as they stretched out their hands, they would behead the opponent's horse.
But every time at this time, the humans in front would throw some weird things behind them without looking back.
It's like a rectangular shape. As soon as it falls to the ground, there will be an iron nail with a sharp angle pointing upward, which will pierce the wolf's claws.
Or there is a rope noose or a tattered fishing net. It is like a tripping rope. As soon as you step on it, you will trip to the ground.
Or, if those guys see the situation in danger, they will just throw their swords and weapons at them casually.
Seeing that these humans have become meat in the mouth, they still refuse to give up and resist desperately.
Moreover, in this seemingly weak resistance, many of their companions fell into their despicable ways and fell heavily to the ground. The orcs spit fire with their eyes and screamed strangely.
In desperation, they mobilized their mounts even more desperately and chased after the human knights.
At the same time, the reinforcements sent by humans in the distance split into two groups and formed a huge pincer-shaped offensive, surrounding them like a rolling torrent.
In the sky, the undead archmage Udalk and the human mages kept firing spells at each other. On the other side, the undead wizards who wanted to reinforce Udalk and the human mages who came to stop them were also fighting fiercely.
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Rays of radiant spells streak across the sky, crisscrossing the sky, looking like countless colorful fireworks blooming in the sky, dazzling and magnificent.
Although the human knights have been resisting desperately and using all kinds of weird things to slow down the wolf cavalry, those wolf cavalry are not vegetarians either.
After suffering several losses, they have now reacted, spread out behind the human cavalry, grabbed the human cavalry's butts, and are about to catch up with them and start a bloody massacre.
And because the human cavalry reinforcements were using a pincer offensive, they wanted to surround all the orcs and wolf cavalry. Therefore, even though they were dispatched, they also saw the situation here and were rushing towards this side with all their strength.
But during this period, no matter how hard they tried, they could not arrive in time.
Seeing this, Sullivan couldn't help but reveal a cruel smile.
He involuntarily stuck out his fat tongue, licked the corner of his mouth gently, and looked expectantly at the fighting of the soldiers in front. He was waiting for the human cavalry to be slashed to death by the wolf cavalry, the kind of blood and flesh flying everywhere.
bloodthirsty madness.
But he didn't know that he had neglected something, something that could be fatal.
Although Vechin and Torek were stamping their feet anxiously next to them, this half-orc was only relying on his previous experience of defeat at the hands of Lorraine. He looked at the noisy battlefield, although he instinctively knew that danger was coming.
, but I have never been able to guess where this danger comes from.
Therefore, he could only stand aside and watch helplessly.
At this time, a burst of warm cheers came from the front.
The silver wolf cavalry had already caught up with the human scout cavalry. They happily waved their swords and slashed at the human cavalry.
The human cavalry also showed no signs of weakness and drew their swords to greet them.
The two sides fought each other ping-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong, swords clashing, and countless sparks suddenly flew up.
Roars, screams, and the clash of weapons were all intertwined together, creating an extremely chaotic scene.
Sullivan saw it and was overjoyed. He shouted loudly: "Okay, okay. Chase after me. Guys, kill them all~!"
He shouted while waving his fists, with bloodthirsty light flashing in his eyes.
He has absolute confidence in the Silver Wolf Cavalry under his command.
Humans are just cowards who survive by relying on heavy armor and weird gadgets in their hands~!
If we really want to talk about actual combat, the Wolf Cavalry is the real invincible warrior~!
A single half-orc wolf cavalry wielding a hammer and battle ax can easily kill five of them... uh, no, fifty of them~!
Look, haven't those naturally weak humans now been beaten by their own warriors so much that they can only parry and have no ability to fight back. They can only lie on the saddle bridge of the war horse and try their best to resist?
More and more orcs were rushing forward, shouting wildly, roaring and waving their swords at the human cavalry, and attacking crazily.
The human cavalry is like a rock in the middle of a strong tide. If it is allowed to be beaten by the waves, it may be drowned under the water at any time.
Unknowingly, Sullivan had clenched his fists tightly, held his breath, and stared at the battle ahead without blinking, waiting for that moment to come. The blood of the human soldiers was spraying like spring water.
, the moment when watering the earth.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred.
While running, the orcs who were shouting and fighting suddenly felt the light above their heads dim.
They couldn't help but be stunned, and then raised their heads.
At this time, dozens of black shadows were seen flying down from the sun in the sky. This was the result of Lorraine's rigorous training in air combat mode. Only by flying down from the sun can he interfere with the enemy's attack as much as possible.
Line of sight to reduce enemy archers and magicians' air defense resistance against them.
These magicians swooped down quickly, turning from a small black dot into a huge black shadow in an instant, even filling people's sight.
Because of their speed, the magic robes on their bodies were fluttering in the fierce wind, and each one of them looked extremely ferocious. They were like the thundering war eagles in legends that choose people to eat.
Everyone couldn't help but stop and stared blankly at these magicians flying down from the sky.
A voice asked softly: "What do they want to do?"
Immediately afterwards, the magicians were seen twisting in mid-air and quickly passing over the heads of the orcs.
At the same time, he also opened a deerskin bag on his waist.
With their unique sharp eyes, the orcs could see at a glance that some small, shiny, red things poured out of the pocket, and then fell silently.
"What are they pouring gems for?"
"Are these guys stupid?"
"..."
Many people were thinking all kinds of strange thoughts at the same time.
But the next moment, crimson flames soared into the sky around them.
Before these orcs could even think about it, they were engulfed by the blazing flames. They didn't even hear the huge explosion when the explosive crystal fell to the ground.
Under the violent explosion, countless human bodies were blown up into the air like broken dolls. Broken limbs and broken arms were flying around randomly.
It was only then that the earth-shattering explosion sounded in the air.
"Boom, boom boom boom..."
The sound was like a series of rolling thunder, constantly exploding in people's ears, stimulating their eardrums and making people almost go crazy.
Rolling black smoke rose into the sky, covering the sky and the sun, like huge mushrooms, shrouding the wolf cavalry, rolling and fluttering.
Sullivan stared at the scene in front of him in stunned silence. It took him a long time to react. As a half-orc, even though he had learned a lot, he admired the blood and cruelty of one-on-one duels.
It wasn't until this bloody scene appeared in front of him that he finally understood a little bit. Lord Lorraine, a war monger with sores on his head and pus on his soles, was sitting in command and commanding such a modern war.
How terrible is it.
Sullivan no longer had the majesty he had just now, and said with trembling lips, "This... what is going on..."
He opened his eyes desperately, trying to see through the diffuse smoke and dust to see clearly what happened in the explosion area.
But the billowing black smoke was like a veil in a nightmare that could not be opened no matter how hard it was. Even though he had the unique sharp eyesight of an orc, he could not see clearly at all.
Just at this moment, a gust of cold wind blew in, blowing away the thick smoke.
The sun finally shone through the gaps in the rolling fog.
Sullivan took one look and immediately felt like a bucket of ice water was poured over his head, cooling him from the top of his head to the soles of his feet.
At the center of the explosion, the ground was scorched black.
The ground seemed to have been bombarded by countless meteorites, leaving only huge craters.
The Silver Wolf knights who were originally here wielding swords, roaring, galloping, and crowded together could no longer stand up.
The hundreds of silver wolf knights, like their mounts, all fell to the ground in a mess, with their limbs and arms scattered randomly.
From time to time, the injured could be heard moaning and screaming on the ground.
A silver war wolf lost its master and struggled to get up from the dead bodies in that place.
After being roasted by the fire and smoke, the gorgeous fur that was originally taken care of by the owner became black and white, making it extremely ugly.
It stood up as straight as possible, then leaned down, whimpering softly, and rummaged hard among the corpses, looking for the body of its master.
Finally, it gently licked an orc's face, then it could no longer hold on, its legs gave out, let out a long wailing sound, fell to the ground, and then died...
As a young patriarch, Sullivan has always received an elite education.
When he originally saw this scene in human literary works, he always had a poignant feeling, as if this was the only way to achieve a warrior's greatest glory and final destination.
However, when he actually saw this scene now, there was only anger and pain left in his heart.
These wolf knights are all the elite warriors among the tribe.
They were supposed to fight thousands of miles, make great achievements, and achieve heroic legends one after another, but now they are killed like dogs by those despicable humans in this place~!
Thinking of this, the young patriarch suddenly felt a rush of hot blood rushing to the top of his head, and the blood vessels on both sides of his forehead were pulsing.
"Ouch~!" He let out a shrill roar immediately, and then wildly waved the battle ax in his hand toward the magicians who flew away triumphantly in the sky.
At this time, another tragic cry came from the front.
Sullivan looked up blankly, and saw a scene that made his blood boil.
Although the wolf cavalry chasing the human knights escaped the saturation bombing of the magicians because they were too close, all the subsequent troops were blown to pieces in the bombing. Therefore, in this short period of time
Inside, they had no advantage over the human knights and were outnumbered.
But the human cavalry were not polite. At this time, the orcs were stunned by the bombing, and they came back again.
They waved the swords and heavy spears in their hands mercilessly, surrounded all the ten wolf cavalry, and used various methods to kill those brave warriors one by one.
One of them even threw a lasso, accurately lassoing the last orc warrior who was shouting for battle on the back of a wolf, and then dragged him off his mount.
The human knight seemed to be furious because of the death of his fellow knights. He kept galloping on his horse without mercy. Amidst the unyielding roar of the half-orc warrior, in front of the crowd of half-orc cavalry, it was enough to
He was able to drag him far away.
But even though the orc warrior was dragged until his skin was torn and his blood was flowing, he still roared and cursed.
At this moment, the other knights seemed to be impatient and immediately swarmed up and trampled over the orc.
Iron hooves as big as the mouth of a bowl stepped heavily on the body of the Orc soldier, carrying a force of a thousand pounds. Even the Orc's thick skin and thick flesh could not withstand it. He was immediately trampled to the point of breaking bones and tendons.
After these human butchers finished their work, they laughed endlessly as if they had done something happy.
Then, they all slowed down their horses, and then stood in front of the wolf cavalry, shouting and provoking from a distance.
When Sullivan saw this, he was so angry that his eyes were about to burst.
"I'm going to kill you all, I'm going to kill you all, chop you all into pieces~! Then throw them on the prairie to feed wild dogs." He kept yelling and yelling, and angrily tried to sit down.
The silver warrior wolf.
At this time, a big long-haired hand stretched out and reined in his mount.
Sullivan didn't expect that someone would dare to stop him. His eyes were red at the moment, and he held a flower with the sharp battle ax in his hand, and glared at the person fiercely.
Just when he was about to swing his ax at the man, he suddenly stopped.
I heard that man shout loudly: "Young patriarch, wake up. They are trying to lure the enemy. Let's leave quickly. The human cavalry reinforcements have already arrived. If we delay for a while, all five thousand of us will be killed."
That’s it~!”
Sullivan finally came to his senses.
He looked up and immediately shuddered.
Just at this moment, the human race's iron cavalry, like a torrent of steel, had already covered it from both sides.
The billowing smoke and dust covered the sky and the sun, and the sound of iron hooves sounded like thunder.
In order to complete the encirclement in time and devour these wolf cavalry, they all rode their horses as fast as they could under the commander's strict orders.
In order to pursue the fastest speed, they all crouched down to reduce resistance as much as possible,
The war horse was galloping, panting, and spraying white foam from its mouth.
These human knights did not stop despite the officers' scoldings, and they were about to reach the outflanking position.
Amidst the loud sound of the bugle, they straightened up, panting heavily, and widened their eyes. They tightened their grip on the crossbows, swords, halberds and spears in their hands, and were ready for the impact.
When Sullivan saw this, he immediately knew that if these cavalry arrived and were surrounded by their iron pincers, even though the Silver Wolf Cavalry was brave and invincible, in that bloody battle, no one would be able to escape.
Out of heaven.
He felt as if his heart had been pinched hard and shrank into a ball. He hurriedly shouted at the top of his lungs: "Turn around, turn around, let's retreat~! Escape quickly~!"
With that said, the wolf sat down and took the lead, running towards the orc camp in the distance.
Behind him, the cavalryman holding up the wolf tail also hurriedly followed.
Beside them, under the angry scoldings of Vechin and Tolek, the orderlies also hurriedly took off the horns from their waists, puffed up their cheeks, and started blowing as hard as they could.
The dull sound of the horn suddenly penetrated the huge noise and resounded throughout the battlefield.
Those wolf cavalry who were eager to try and fight to the death with the human cavalry heard the order and saw the direction in which the banner was moving. They all did not dare to neglect. They turned their mounts around and moved the wolf warriors to follow closely.
Behind the big banner, he flew away.
They are indeed the most elite warriors among the orcs. Even at this extremely critical moment, they still displayed their amazing strength.
The vanguard troops immediately jumped out of the outflanking cavalry, followed closely by the Chinese army group.
But the more than a thousand wolf cavalry at the end were not as lucky as them.
The armored cavalry that rushed over looked like a sharp chopping knife and rushed into the ranks of the wolf cavalry.
The two groups of people collided together like waves, causing countless sprays of spray.
Every wave, every flying bubble represents the disappearance of a life.
The howling of the silver wolf, the neighing of the war horses, the collision of weapons, and the angry curses of the warriors gritted their teeth. They were all intertwined together, turning into a huge blood-type Shura field.