Nini brought the twenty arrows she collected to the gate of the camp.
Then she discovered that there was no need to look for arrows, there was no one at the gate of the camp.
It is impossible for the orcs to ignore the big fight right in front of them and still be "loyal to their duties". It would be better to say that the orcs have no concept of a position at all.
Without saying a word, Nini started pushing away the horses at the gate of the camp one by one.
Without the obstruction of these things, the heavy cavalry can rush into the camp with overwhelming force and stab all the orcs to death with their lances.
After clearing the passage, Nini climbed up to the half-built watchtower next to the camp gate and looked in the direction of Minos. Sure enough, she saw a group of brightly armored cavalry approaching in the heavy rain.
Nini: "Why? Didn't they obey the teacher's orders?"
**
Half an hour ago, the eldest prince Eowyn, who led the cavalry out of the city in the rain, suddenly said: "I thought about it, and based on the way the shadow thief boss spoke, I think he is probably capable of killing those necromancers alone."
The third prince Audi asked doubtfully: "Brother, what are you going to do?"
"And you see, if we defeat the orc camp and drive away or kill the orc overlord, the orc attack will collapse, right? Then the necromancers can be left to the paladins and archbishops to handle.
?”
The third prince blinked: "It seems...that's really what happened. To put it bluntly, necromancers are also mages. Without the orcs, the guards around them are at best zombie ghosts and the like. Those powerful paladins from the church can easily
Something to deal with.
"The necromancer himself is left to the high-level priest to deal with..."
The two princes looked at each other.
Third Prince: "So just defeating the orcs is enough. The goal arranged by the master... is too stable. But here comes the problem. My father fully supports the master's plan. If we don't follow the master's order, who will do it if something goes wrong?"
Come?"
The eldest prince: "I'll do it! The master's plan is to be 100% safe, but we can bet as long as there is a 30% chance. This is the difference. As long as the bet wins, it will be fine, no matter the master or the father, they
I will never blame you!"
As he spoke, the eldest prince loudly ordered: "Send the order, change the target, cancel the division of troops. Let's go straight to the orc camp!"
**
While Nini was alerting the battle situation in the camp, she was also paying attention to the situation of the cavalry.
Finally, the horn of the human cavalry passed through the curtain of pouring rain and penetrated into Nini's ears.
She turned her head and found that the cavalry had obviously accelerated. In a minute or two, the heavy armored cavalry would rush into the camp.
At this time, a small group of orcs suddenly came towards this side. As they walked, they spoke in orc language that Nini could not understand.
Elves generally understand many languages, but Nini does not understand orc language, just like he does not understand goblin language.
But Nini could tell that the group of orcs had discovered that Juma had been opened, and one of the little leaders immediately ordered everyone to block Juma at the door again.
Nini glanced at the position of the cavalry and decided to use her bow and arrow to delay for a while.
So she raised her hand and shot the little leader who gave the order with an arrow.
When she shot, she shot two arrows. The first arrow penetrated the mouth of the little boss and came out from the back of the head. This was a fatal arrow.
The second arrow Nini aimed at the shoulder of the little boss. When the arrow hit, the little boss's body was pushed by the arrow and naturally rotated, so he fell sideways.
In this way, the orcs will not be able to use the little boss's posture to push out where the arrow came from.
A group of orcs gathered together and looked at the little leader who suddenly fell to the ground in confusion.
Nini nocked an arrow again, but she didn't rush to shoot. This time the orcs would definitely find the direction of the arrow's attack.
At this moment, the horn of the human cavalry penetrated the rain curtain.
Not only Nini heard it, but the orcs also heard it.
They kept turning their heads to look in the direction from which the sound came.
Soon enough, a heavy cavalryman rushed into the gate of the camp with a lance, and the lance directly pierced the body of an orc - even the simple leather armor was stabbed to the core.
The heavy cavalry skillfully gave up the lance that had penetrated the enemy and was temporarily unable to use it, pulled out the saber from the side of the saddle, and cut off the skull of another orc with one blow.
At this time, the second cavalry also thrust his lance into the chest of an orc. The cavalry shouted: "Don't stop! Charge all the way in! The orc must die!"
Only then did Nini recognize that this was the third prince of Monrovia, Audie Myhrvold.
At this time, the first cavalry also pushed away his mask, revealing his face, which was none other than the eldest prince Eowyn Myhrvold.
Monrovia's heavy cavalry, led by the two princes, poured into the orc camp and began to kill every green-skinned guy they saw.
**
Flint was fighting hard, muttering as he fought: "It's broken, Nini is missing! Now the king is asking me for someone! It's broken, it's broken! Hey, this elf can only shoot arrows to reach the front line!"
This is bad!"
At this moment, a new horn broke through the rain curtain.
Flint continued to ramble: "Why are there still horns? How many horns are going to sound today?"
The next moment, the ground shook.
The dwarf was of course very sensitive to the vibrations on the ground. He took a step back to distance himself and looked at his feet in confusion: "How could it be? Is this an earthquake?"
Then he heard the rumble of horse hooves.
Following the sound, human cavalry with bright armor were charging along the widest road in the camp. The pennants held by the riders were fluttering even in such a heavy rainy day - this showed that the cavalry were moving at a very fast speed.
charge!
Flint: "Caris Newman! The cavalry, the cavalry is coming! If you don't want to be trampled, stand back!"
While shouting, he lowered his head and lay down in the mud caused by the heavy rain.
When a horse charges, he usually steps over small stones on the ground, he thought with luck.
However, what he didn't know was that human heavy cavalry not only wore helmets on their horses, but also covered the horses' eyes with blindfolds before putting on the helmets to prevent the horses from being frightened.
The rumbling cavalry rushed past Flint's position.
**
The moment the black-armored orcs saw the cavalry, they drew their weapons: "Iron Guards! It's time to test us!"
"I will fight with you!" Asule shouted.
"No!" The black-armored orc interrupted the overlord's words, "Bring the overlord's wolf over here!"
Asule's eyes widened: "What are you doing? If we don't win the battle here, we will have nothing!"
"There will be." The black-armored orc looked at the overlord calmly, "You can win this position once, and you can win the second time. I also want to see what the orcs who form a complete large tribe look like. I'm tired of it.
After years of continuous civil war and fighting. I have served other overlords, and you gave me a completely different feeling."
Asule remained silent.
At this time, his wolf was brought in. It was a strong gray wolf, so big that it didn't look like it could be controlled by an orc.
But the gray wolf meekly lowered his head to Asule and nuzzled him gently.
Asule stroked the wolf and looked at the black-armored orc.
"Let's go!" the orcs shouted, "we will guard this drum until the last man! As long as the drum beats, the orcs will not surrender! We will fight until the last moment! Everyone will think you are here! Let's go.
Ah! Let’s make a comeback!”
Asule climbed onto the wolf's back and took one last look at the black-armored orcs and the iron guards he carefully selected.
Asule: "Maybe I can go to other camps..."
"Don't you understand? There have been no reinforcements yet, which shows that the orcs in other camps have become cautious again! This is the orcs! It is our sad fate! We will never become a rope, we will never, ever
Nothing was accomplished!
"The walls of Minos are the shackles we can never break through! But you are different! You can lead us! You can break it! Let's go! While we are here to attract the enemy's attention!"
Asule turned around and ran towards the back of the camp, submerging himself in the heavy rain.
The black-armored orc laughed loudly: "Bang the drum! It doesn't matter if you break the drum skin! No, it's better to break it! Such a good drum can't be given away to humans!"
**
Asule ran all the way to the back gate of the camp.
Like the front door, there were no guards here at all. They either ran away before the drums sounded, or returned to join the battle when they heard the drums.
Just before the giant wolf was about to run out of the small door, it suddenly braked and jumped to the side.
This time it escaped the range of the triggered magic trap at the critical moment.
The vines generated by the trap seemed to be alive. They tried to grab the giant wolf's legs, but failed.
Asule: "Who?"
Several black figures emerged from the rain. The leader was wearing a pointed hat from the East - usually worn by monks. (It's actually a bamboo hat)
"Look," the man said, "Who did we catch? The orc tribe's unprecedented orc overlord!"
Asule said calmly: "I am no longer."
"Yes, we know." The man in the pointed hat said, "From a human standpoint, it's hard for me to make a choice now. You are so powerful and threaten such a big orc overlord, I should kill you here. But this time you
During the invasion, the human casualties were much less than before, almost only the previous leaders."
The man shook his head slightly.
At this time, Asule said: "I guessed your identity. You are the leader of the Shadow Thieves."
"That's right, it's me. The one who sent you the mission content of the Salvation Team is me."
Asule: "Stop talking nonsense. You are a rogue master, that is, an expert in using daggers and short swords, and I am too. Come, let's have a fight..."
"Don't worry." The leader said, "Killing you will be easy. We will not use this method of duel. After all, we are not warriors, we are rogues. However, after killing you,
The orcs are going to have another civil war, and the time it takes to become the next overlord depends on luck. In fact, in the historical records of Monrovia, the shortest interval between two orc invasions was four years."
Asule did not answer, but quietly waited for the other party to continue speaking.
Shadow Thief Leader: "The next time the orcs invade, there will definitely not be an overlord who is pursuing advancement speed to restrain them. They will burn and kill all the way, and the whole country will be filled with grief.
"Well, it will definitely be like this. But if I put you back, you will have to fight constantly to regain your position as overlord. And because of your existence, the orcs who want to become the new overlord will not challenge you as long as they have not challenged you.
Can't convince the public.
"Well, how long do you think it will be before you can unify the orc world?"
Asule: "Three years. It only takes me three years to unify the orc world."
The leader of the shadow thieves laughed loudly, and all his men laughed too.
The rain was pouring down, making the laughter look comical.
Finally, the laughter stopped. The leader took off his pointed hat, took off the silk scarf, and looked at Asule: "It's really admirable. I want to see if this cowhide can be realized.
.
"Three years. If you don't become the co-leader of the orcs in three years, I will personally go to the wasteland to take your head.
"If you are the co-leader of the orcs in three years, then I will personally go to the wasteland to take your head. It is terrible for a half-orc to become the co-leader of the orcs in three years. If I let you go today, you will become my
The most fatal oversight of a lifetime.”
After speaking, the leader took a step back and made way.
Asule: "Three years later, in the big tent of the orc co-leader, I will wait for you to kill me."
After saying that, he patted the wolf's back, and the giant wolf jumped out, got out of the gate and left.
The leader stood in the rain and looked at the direction Asule was leaving: "Three years... hmm, is it finally coming when the orcs transform from a tribe into a nation?"
**
At this moment, in the air.
Xiaobai turned into a crow again and quacked next to the dragon: "What should we do? I can't finish the fight! How many have you killed?"
Dragon: "41."
Xiaobai: "I killed 42! There are still more than one hundred and almost two hundred left! How long until you transform?"
"I don't know, it should be over soon!" the dragon replied, with distress in his tone.
Xiaobai: "Okay, the good news is, they have javelins..."
The giant dragon suddenly interrupted Xiaobai: "Wait a minute! The griffon! The griffin is here!"
Just at this time, a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, and under the light of the lightning, the figure of the Griffin Knight appeared!
Fifty gryphon knights make their grand appearance!
The leading knight used amplification magic and shouted to the dragon and Xiaobai: "By the order of the Emperor of Monrovia! The Griffin Knights are ordered to assist in the battle!"
Xiaobai was overjoyed: "The flying dragon stopped throwing its spear, and the gryphon is great in hand-to-hand combat! We win!"
The griffin knight rushed towards the group of flying dragons that were three times his own size. The screams of the gryphons and the screams of the flying dragons blended together.
A large amount of blood was immediately mixed in during the heavy rain.
The little white monster screamed and joined in the hunting process.
The giant dragon, whose time was almost up, turned around and landed towards the ground.
--Wait a moment!
The dragon looked at the ground for the first time.
Why are the cavalry in the main camp? There are basically no fires in other camps?
What the hell?
The moment the dragon landed, it was time to transform, and the behemoth shrank back to the mage holding the dragon-headed scepter.
The mage staggered and was about to fall to the ground, but the girl with pointed ears suddenly appeared and hugged him.
Of course, the mage's face managed to achieve a soft landing.