Lean is not a timid person, otherwise he would not return to the battlefield. This question is to confirm whether I have been cheated or am I planning to risk everyone's lives for a better future? Griffith looked at the lieutenant:
"The battle with Governor Manggulus is of decisive significance and is related to victory or defeat outside the battlefield. If we win, it is possible to save tens of thousands of lives."
The lieutenant raised his hand and nodded:
"That's all. Don't tell me too much, Mr. Knight. This way I don't have to lie when others ask me."
Griffith was silent for a while: "Lieutenant, why did you return to the battlefield?"
The old lieutenant took out a small Iron Eagle medal from his arms and put it on his collar, replacing his own Silver Eagle medal. He seemed to be saying to himself:
"Human efforts have limits. The more we struggle and escape, the more unpredictable our destiny will be. Maybe we are just being played by the big hand of fate, and we don't know whether the path we choose in the end is the right one. I just think that this choice is the right one.
worth it.
"Knight, I think you must have experienced that we came back from the battlefield, but some things remained there.
"I'm very satisfied to be able to come back here."
Griffith lost a lot on the battlefield. He held the mithril pendant on his collar. He was very lucky that unlike Lean, there was a beautiful world and blessings after leaving the battlefield.
At this time, Bernard and Sennamon rushed to the camp with a bunch of things and brought some new equipment to Griffith.
Lieutenant Bernard said: "We originally wanted some artillery, but the logistics department couldn't give us much, so we sent some substitutes, such as this one."
The first piece of equipment is a weapon made of three iron pipes connected in parallel. When used, gunpowder and lead bullets are loaded into the tubes, the match is ignited to detonate the charges and the three tubes of lead bullets are fired out. This thing is like three matchlock guns, but
The structure is compact, the caliber of the barrel is large, and the power of simultaneous shooting must be far better than that of a single musket.
"The barrel has a plug to prevent the preloaded ammunition from leaking out. It must be pulled out when using it. The disadvantage is that the range is short, not as good as a crossbow, and the reloading speed is too slow," Senamon explained. "The test product was sent from the rear.
One, as a substitute for artillery, let the cavalry break the formation to see how it can be used and do some actual combat testing."
"Trash." Griffith and Lean said in unison. Lean added: "If it can be welded to a shield, I will try it. Maybe it can catch the enemy off guard."
Senamon curled his lips and took the second weapon. It was a whip made of interlocking metal rings, like a big snake with silver rings.
"This is no longer a gunpowder weapon, it is an enchanted mysterious weapon.
"The tentative name is the thermal whip. It has the characteristic of being attracted to mystery. When used, it can automatically search for and entangle the enemy's mysterious items in a small area, and release high heat to destroy them. It is a weapon specially used by commanders. The cost is very high. Currently, there are only
A trial piece."
Griffith felt that he had enough props, so he gave the whip to Lean and let him use it.
"anything else?"
"Do smoke grenades and scatter grenades count?" Bernard picked up a large basket of grenades and put them on the table. "Fragmentation grenades are still as easy to break into two pieces as before. They are unstable. The flash and smoke can scare people or block the field of vision. They are still useful.
"
…
After continuous battles, less than 85 of the 113 cavalrymen of the Storm Cavalry Squadron were left. The others were either killed in battle, injured, or lost their horses. Among these 85 men, due to continuous combat and reconnaissance missions, their condition was relatively poor.
Less than a quarter of it is good.
Griffith gathered some other disorganized cavalry and reorganized them and rushed to the village of Kazika. They only rested for a few hours and went out for reconnaissance early the next morning. In such a dangerous situation,
Griffith did not dare to be careless at all and maintained intensive reconnaissance at all times.
They had just checked a suspicious hill, and everyone was about to stop and rest for a while. Desai suddenly ran over and reported that an orc wolf cavalry was found in the village ahead, which was less than a kilometer away.
The orcs are advancing very quickly.
A squadron of wolf cavalry has passed through the village of Kazika and appeared on a nearby small highland. There are many figures and wargs hanging around in the village. It seems that there is about a squadron of wolf cavalry and the headquarters of the orc light infantry brigade.
The hard laborers are still in Kazika village.
"Lean, take everyone to hide behind the ridge outside the village to rest and observe carefully. Ace, contact the brigade and inform them of the enemy's location."
"Please wait a moment for Countess Larmore and His Excellency, Commander of the Second Assault Squadron of Urenas Group."
"I am the person in charge of the forward, gentlemen." Griffith shook his head. Griffith jumped on the horse in the best condition and grabbed the bloodthorn. "I will go first, Lieutenant Lean, you
Lead the squadron to attack from behind the enemy and seize the opportunity."
"Captain, are you going alone?"
"It's enough to pretend that I'm alone."
"Understood," Lien nodded, "it's not easy to fight with a recipient of the Knight's Eagle Medal with Double Swords, Silver Oak Leaves, etc. The entire team must stay hidden."
The autumn fields are filled with the fragrance of silence.
Have the civilians here been evacuated in advance? Griffith zigzagged through trees, shrubs and field ridges, avoiding the enemy's reconnaissance. He felt that he should speed up his horse and pass here as quickly as possible, so he subconsciously
The spiritual energy spreads.
The blood filled the air as always. However, this time it was even darker, covering the men and horses. The war horses first trotted and gradually accelerated. Both Griffith and the mount vaguely felt that under the blessing of the Hechi halo, their speed
And endurance will exceed the limit far beyond the limit of ordinary war horses.
At the same time, he clearly grasped the dangerous ravines, rocks, and broken trees ahead, and avoided them as easily as a dexterous ranger.
Griffith didn't understand what was going on, but he realized that some kind of shackles were loosening.
A certain restriction no longer exists.
The man and his mount were galloping at high speed in silence. The horse's speed was getting faster and faster, but the physical exertion was astonishingly slow. Griffith could not even hear the usual howling of the wind, and the violent acceleration almost threw him off the horse.
.
"What is that? Is it the captain?" Paxiu was kneeling on the ridge observing the situation, and suddenly he saw a swift shadow speeding past.
Desai next to him was shocked: "By the gods, you can still maintain such actions in such terrain, and the speed is at least three times that of us!"
Griffith took a circuitous route through the wilderness and rushed onto the path to the east of the village without being noticed by anyone. Here, his field of vision suddenly widened and he discovered that there was a group of orc archers more than ten meters away.
The air was filled with rustling noises. These orcs were hiding in the bushes and staring ahead. Unexpectedly, a fully armed armored cavalry would suddenly appear behind them. Three wolf cavalry were also organizing their equipment and preparing to go out for sentry duty.
Tan. They were tapping their own echo crystals:
"This broken stone is broken again."
As soon as he finished speaking, Griffith descended like lightning and stabbed a cavalryman in the crowd. He turned his horse around at high speed, and at the same time pulled out an armor-piercing lance and threw it forward based on intuition. He was facing this blow.
The wolf cavalryman was shot through head on, his spear penetrated the breastplate and was nailed to his warg.
The remaining wolf cavalry were horrified, and its mount rushed forward without even paying attention to the rider. Griffith drew out his light, swept it in front of him, lifted a head and chopped it off with a sword. The warg's tough fur was on the edge of the holy sword.
It looks like paper under the sharp edge.
From the grass, the orc archers saw that the wolf cavalry behind them had been torn to pieces, and they all let out shrill screams. They quickly raised their crossbows and fired at the armored cavalry. Griffith wiped out three of them in the blink of an eye.
The wolf cavalry and their wargs then rushed into the middle of the orcs under a hail of arrows, cutting them to the ground, and then ducked behind the low wall.
The whole Kazika village was boiling.
A group of wolf riders suddenly rushed out from a corner of the village. They rushed up the narrow road between the fences and headed straight to the west of the village, thinking that they were being attacked there. The orc warrior in the center was wearing strong armor and holding a battle ax that could tear through heavy armor.
, with extraordinary momentum, and even the armband of the Blood Warrior on his arm.
They rushed onto the path, roaring to summon their companions. Suddenly, a man and a rider emerged from the corner, and a sharp spear was thrown from a few meters away. The leading wolf cavalry screamed, and the spear penetrated the lower abdomen and plunged into the warg.
On their backs, they rolled to the ground and began to twitch.
"Kill him!" the blood warrior leading the team had just given the order. The armored cavalry had already thrown the second shot. This shot hit the wolf rider at the end of the team, shooting him and the warg down together.
"Throw a spear, throw a spear!"
The wolf cavalry grabbed throwing spears and throwing axes and threw them, but the cavalry who attacked them had already turned sharply and threw an iron can while moving.
"Spread out!" the Blood Warrior shouted, followed by loud noises and splashing fragments. The Wolf Cavalry, blocked on the path by corpses one after another, screamed and fell to the ground.
The Blood Warrior gave up on the warg, broke free from the trap, grabbed a throwing ax and threw it. The ax hit Griffith's shield, but failed to penetrate the armor and bounced off his shoulder.
Griffith pulled out Judgment, rushed forward and shot the blood warrior, breaking his neck, and then slashed him with Han Guang.
Griffith suddenly discovered that the orcs had not determined his position. In the hasty battle just now, he ran into the Blood Warrior and his squadron headquarters. The orc infantry were still guarding the direction outside the village. The village was in chaos.
The orc light infantry shouted that the human cavalry had launched an attack. However, the wolf cavalry squadron on the highlands did not dare to enter the village rashly. They just gathered there, ready to fight the armored cavalry rushing out at any time.
Griffith used the cover of houses and earthen walls to avoid sight and attacked again. He used shields and armor to resist the wolf cavalry's throwing axes and the orcs' crossbows. He used the terrain to dodge left and right, and then seized the opportunity to attack at close range.
Tear them apart with the bright edge of the blood spines.
The orcs in the entire village were in chaos, shouting one after another, and many orcs had already begun to flee on the way back and forth. The chaotic fighting finally called the wolf cavalry from the highlands over, and surrounded Griffith from all sides.
"Come out and die, human!" shouted the orc commander who commanded the army, "we have you surrounded!"
One man and one horse slowly emerged from the village full of corpses. Griffith held the blood thorn and looked at the wolf cavalry and light infantry who had gathered. He smiled and shook his head:
"No, I surrounded you."
With the sound of a bugle, the entire team of cavalry jumped out from behind the woods and crashed into the back of the orc army.
"Attack! Turn around!" the orc leader shouted, leading his team to spread out. Before he finished speaking, he heard the roar of the wind behind him. When he turned his head, he saw a rifle shooting through the forest and stabbing his throat.
Come.
The wolf cavalry in the entire village was defeated. Griffith led his men in hot pursuit, and a group of them chased them to the Loire River and eliminated them all.
…
Only a few of the wolf cavalry fled to the ferry at the foot of Berimion Mountain and knelt in front of their overseer.
Thousands of troops gathered here.
The war-torn body of the warlord is like tempered bronze, thick and full of sharp edges. His hard muscle lines are as majestic and perfect as the marble heroic statues in the temple. The cold light between his eyes is as impressive as the fangs in his mouth.
Shivering. His fingers traced the trembling muscles, and the fierce and steady pulses were transmitted along the fingertips to the Wolf Cavalry's spine.
After listening to the report, he was silent for a while, and then asked like a volcano ready to explode:
"You mean, more than two hundred wolf cavalry and four hundred infantry were defeated in less than half a day?"
The deserter who was questioned trembled all over and fell to the ground:
"The warriors are being attacked from both sides, but we are really powerless to stop them!"
"Send him to the punishment camp and let these deserters be the first to fight back." Mangurus waved his hand and asked his subordinates to take the deserters away. Then he summoned a commander, "Immediately build a position west of the bridge over the Loire River. We
We cannot lose the bridgehead for the westward advance."
…
Taking advantage of the night, Harandil led the Ranger Squadron across the Loire River from the lower reaches and hid on Mount Berimion near the Clan Alliance military camp.
Due to the limited number of ships, there were not many troops that could be sent across. According to the plan, Griffith led all the cavalry to cross the Loire River in the second batch after the half-elf rangers crossed the river. The armored cavalry of the Storm Squadron all imitated Griffith.
, erecting a feather-decorated flag on the saddle, although it has no mystical effect, but the collective action is like flying snow, making a shuddering whistling sound. They came to the river and took down the feather flag.
, sneaking over in batches with weapons and war horses.
Griffith looked up at the starry sky. The unknown twinkling star was much larger than the previous few days, and it was impossible to ignore this obvious difference.
The unspeakable throbbing lingers in my heart, and a certain moment is coming.
Griffith looked to the east and saw the warlord's general flag erected in the clan alliance's military camp. The orc front army general was there, and he would fight with him tomorrow.
He withdrew his fluctuating heartstrings and looked at Galadia beside him. Before he could speak, the elf lady obediently ducked away, leaving him and Krista in peace.
Griffith looked at the unsettling starry sky again and said to Krista: "Tomorrow you and Nona will direct the attack. After breaking through the front line, take up positions on the east side of the bridge and destroy the enemy's antlers and fences. Manggu
Russ is a warrior who leads the way, and he will come to fight you."
Krista caressed his breastplate: "You don't have to do this step, it's too risky. Maybe, maybe I can..."
Nothing is possible, the conspiracy of the Void Realm Life Weaver is right in front of us. Griffith glanced back at the cavalry squadron that was preparing to quietly cross the river, and said to the girl:
"It's not a risk. If we just defeat the defenders at the bridge tomorrow, Manggulus can still continue this war. That star makes me uneasy. Before some conspiracy is launched, I want to end the war here and send you