More than thirty orc wolf cavalry jumped off their mounts, helped the mounts pull out poisonous arrows and squeezed out the poisonous blood. There was not a single shaman among their 50 wolf cavalry, who could not help the mounts eliminate the toxins with magic, and could only use the oldest
Methods to eliminate poisonous blood as much as possible, hoping to have some effect.
It's a pity that these wargs are already very tired, and coupled with the rapid charge, the blood flow is already very fast. The toxins naturally flow quickly with the blood, and it is hard to say how effective it will be.
"Captain, look there are words on that white flag!" the orc next to him said, pointing to the white cloth on the tree trunk.
"Are you kidding me?" Grim was furious.
That's right! What was written on the white cloth was three big words to tease you.
When the orcs and wolf cavalry saw those words, their faces all turned green.
Grim drove his mount to the foot of the tree, cut off the arrow shaft with rage, grabbed the white linen and tore it into pieces.
"Damn it! Elves, don't let me catch you! Otherwise I will chop you into pieces and feed you to the wolves." Grim shouted angrily at the elves as loudly as possible.
"Sir, the orcs are crazy!" the elves stopped to watch in the distance and said with laughter.
"I see it!" Lor'themar said.
"If it were me, I would be mad too." An elf ranger said beside him: "Fortunately, they are the ones mad now, haha!"
"They are healing their mounts, what should we do?" said the elf next to them.
"Of course you're going to cause them some trouble!" Lor'themar said: "We can't let them take it easy. You bring 50 people to go behind them, and harass them from nearby within an arrow range. They only have less than twenty intact mounts.
.I see how they keep it.
When they chase you, we will go up here and shoot the dismounted cavalry or wargs. When they chase me back, we will only shoot one arrow at their mounts, and run back regardless of whether the shot hits or not.
Then go over there and shoot.
In short, we just can't let them heal their mounts so easily. I estimate that the Frostwolf Rangers are about to complete the task of killing a small group of orc cavalry. At that time, a squadron will come to support us. Let's drag the orcs into
Dead dogs."
The ranger waved his hand and brought 50 cavalry with him, surrounding the orc from the outside.
Grim saw the elves split in half and surrounded him from the outside, but he did not dare to chase him. Because more than half of the cavalry had already dismounted and were healing their mounts. If the twenty or so cavalry were still on their mounts, Grim would
If you chase them out, the elves on the other side will rush over, and the soldiers who have dismounted will suffer.
He began to regret leading 50 people alone to chase this group of elves. He should have followed the leader's large army, so that he would not have so many worries. However, if he really followed the leader's large army, he would not necessarily think so.
.
The leader of the orc wolf cavalry came up with a way to rescue the seriously injured soldiers. He asked the soldiers to tie a piece of animal skin with a rope, with several strong soldiers pulling one end, and an uninjured soldier holding the other end according to the previous instructions.
Take the safe route
Go. Then throw the animal skin in his hand to the seriously injured soldier. The seriously injured soldier reluctantly opened the animal skin, climbed in, and tied himself up again. The other orcs pulled hard out of the minefield.
, who dies and who lives, it’s up to God.
Not to mention, this method allowed him to pull out many seriously injured soldiers. Only three or four wounded soldiers touched the 5 million grand prize, and the mines exploded under the hides where they were lying. Even the power of goblin bombs or dwarf mines
No matter how much water there is, it can blow the orcs suppressed above to pieces and kill them on the spot.
The remaining soldiers who couldn't even move had to send soldiers to risk their lives and carry them back one by one. Although most of the goblin bombs and gnome mines were detonated, the 5 million grand prize still existed. In this case, pick up the missing pieces.
A king will be born at any time. No, accidentally, the orcs gave birth to two more leak-picking kings.
The orc leader turned green with anger, but he had no choice but to use this stupid method to continue to pick up the injured orcs. As for the wargs...he really had no choice. Those guys were too heavy, so he could only
They were left in the minefield waiting to die. Moreover, the two shamans had long been exhausted from their magic power, and were now sitting aside with pale faces to recover.
The orcs are busy, and so is Sylvanas.
The second squadron of Frostwolves and the mage team arrived, and the gryphon knights brought goblin bombs and dwarf mines. Since there were only 16 gryphons, Sylvanas asked Alleria to send 50 more lions.
The eagle helped him transport a lot of goblin bombs and dwarf mines. Sylvanas was pointing at an open map.
"I have seen all these terrains. You should bury landmines and bombs as shown above. Where you bury landmines and bombs, leave a mark that is clearly visible to your own people. Don't bury them by yourself, or you will be hurt later.
People. Lead people to plant mines separately, and let everyone remember the location of the mines!" Sylvanas said.
The elves dispersed with maps and arranged for their men to plant mines and bombs.
"Let's go! Brother-in-law, let's go to the front and take a look!" Sylvanas said.
"Where are you going again?" Yulin Blood Eagle was startled. It's already dangerous enough here, but he still wants to go forward?
"Go to the front and see how the orcs are doing!" Sylvanas said.
"No! No! This is no joke!" Yulin Blood Eagle chased Chocobo and ran back.
Sylvanas whistled, and the chocobo ignored the Feathered Blood Eagle's drive, but hunched over and ran to Sylvanas with the Feathered Blood Eagle.
"I forgot to tell you that this chocobo was raised by me since childhood. Before there was a Frostwolf mount, it has always been my best companion. It is very obedient, right!" Sylvanas said with a smile.
Yulin Blood Eagle's face turned green, but he didn't know whether he was scared or angry: "Can I apply for another chocobo?" he said.
"What do you think?" Sylvanas asked with a smile.
"Sylvanas, let's discuss this. Don't let me go this time. I'll cheer you up from behind. I'll tell you a story when I get back, okay!" Yulin Blood Eagle said.
"Didn't you say there was no story?" Sylvanas said.
"I just suddenly remembered it!" Yulin Blood Eagle said hurriedly.
"Will it grow long?" Sylvanas asked.
"Long!" Yulin Blood Eagle said.
"Isn't it the old monk telling stories to the young monk again?" Sylvanas asked.
"No! No! I promise not!" Yulin Blood Eagle said, waving his hands.
"What's your name?" Sylvanas thought for a while and asked.
"It's called Romance of the Three Kingdoms!" Yulin Blood Eagle said, "It's very, very long."
"Is it interesting?" Sylvanas asked.
"Interesting, everyone who has heard it said yes!" Yulin Blood Eagle nodded desperately.
"Okay, okay! Let's go!" Sylvanas turned her mount and ran forward, followed closely by 10 personal guards and two owl rangers.
After running a little further, Sylvanas looked back and saw the happy expression of the Featherwood Blood Eagle on the Chocobo. A naughty smile appeared on her lips, and then she whistled again. The Chocobo pepped up again.
He ran towards her, and was so frightened that the Feathered Forest Blood Eagle almost fell off the bird's back.