Demon Lord

Looking from a distance, the scout team a few hundred meters away is really busy and messy, but only when they are close can they find that the soldiers always have a calm and calm expression on their faces. The sound that surrounds the team is not "Hurry up "Go", "Hurry up and escape", but "Carter's side is slower, take one more turn", "Ruger takes people to take a few more steps", such calm and calm commands ...

Everything is disguised. Whether it looks clumsy moves or the scattered formations are deliberate illusions made by soldiers.

When the wolf cavalry rushed out of the Cossack village, several members of the team opened their mouths as if arguing, but in fact they did not make any sound except for fierce actions. At this point when the two teams started chasing again, Roddy finally breathed a sigh of relief and said quietly, "Okay, they're hooked, and everything went as planned."

His calm words seemed to carry some strange power, which calmed the scouts emotionally-this kind of firm and powerful self-confidence, at this time, like the backbone of the entire team, supported all soldiers to continue fighting courage.

队伍 The seemingly flustered team immediately began to change direction, and began to move sharply. Today, almost everyone in this team travels in a slump-like manner-they only carry short bows and quiver bags, and even weapons and armor are abandoned on the grassland. So when all the horses took "thorn leaves" again and started to rush, the whole team seemed extremely flexible and fast!

When the wolf cavalry in the rear surrounded them in a mess, all scouts had accelerated and started to run at full speed.

The sprinting wolves chased two hundred meters behind the team. Roddy turned back and saw the figure holding the wooden staff clearly. In his heart, he immediately confirmed that the opponent was indeed the great witch doctor Sarrota. ——It was just that he didn't have too much hesitation and nervousness when he understood this, but was calm and abnormal.

This state has hardly appeared since the rebirth. In fact, the player Roddy a long time ago, in fact, always has the character of "should be reported"-when Lu Ge poked him in the chest three times, he was beaten. It's not a rebellious temperament, so when Sarota ambushed him in a siege posture, and even caused him and Soderol to be brutally murdered, the revenge of the instinct spreading in his heart was mixed with the kind of revenge against the orcs. Hatred, let him fall into the current state-

Is n’t desperate to die 磕, but to calculate the limits of what I can do with my mind, and to solve the enemy in the fastest, most violent, and cruelest way!

The strategy has its own advantages and odds. Before that, Roddy had followed the path of "orthogonal and complementary", similar to a sneak attack on an orc, which was powerful and unusual. After dismantling, he only used the weakness of the wolf. Nothing can be done at all. But up to now, Roddy has taken a risky approach and implemented a bold plan that no one-even these scouts-could imagine!

The sound of horseshoes echoed to his ears, and the oncoming wind blew a little cold, and Rody, who had reached the rear of the team, issued a second order to the leading Soderlor— "Do not slow down after entering the swamp, Run as I taught you! "

"Yes!"

The brief conversation was drowned almost instantly by the sound of a galloping horse. Soderlor turned his head, glanced at the soldiers with stubborn expressions, and finally saw Rodin's indifferent nod to himself.

"follow me!"

Sodroll ordered to the scouts around him, his fingers clenched the reins, and he rushed out first.

之前 Before the battle in the morning, he never imagined that he would take on such responsibilities-but until then, he realized that if he wanted to really become stronger, he could not have any hesitation in his heart after all.

From the moment when he decided to counterattack Cossack Village in the morning, Roddy's plan made Soderlor and Ruger feel his fierce and crazy side. By this time, the whole battle that might leave an indelible impression in their memory was kicked off by the young ensign.

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Under the gloomy sky, it seemed that the endless heavy rain finally stopped for a moment at this time. The cold wind blew through, and the unique fragrance after being wet with the soil ...

However, the original tranquil atmosphere on this grassland was suddenly broken by the two teams passing by.

The sound of horseshoes stepping in the mud, without the crispness of the past, but still very fast. Soderol led the team to speed ahead, and the scouts behind him gradually formed a slightly narrow line.

The chasing wolf cavalry didn't understand the intention of these scouts. The orc, wielding a machete on the back of the wolf, howled, the team's adjusted formation caused a slower speed, which made them closer to each other. Distance and a little excited.

The wolf's legs are slightly shorter than the war horse. The structure of the heart and lungs also determines that their endurance cannot be compared to war horses that are naturally suitable for long-distance running. Although the cultivation of the orcs has greatly improved this situation, but it is more than five kilometers Distance, the wolf can't catch up with the war horse at all.

This situation has been staged several times. For the scouts of Nolan Village, as long as they have not been bitten in the first five kilometers, then there is no need to worry about themselves-such "trying" is often in the orc team After being defeated by a powerful witch doctor.

The green light cast by the puppets before the wolf cavalry set off was, in fact, the same scope witchcraft as "bloodthirsty"-"the power of the bull".

Increased strength by 5% and endurance by 25%. Sarrota did not choose to cast "Bloodthirst" for the first time, because at this time the wolf cavalry were still hundreds of meters away from human scouts. Once bloodthirsty After the end, he still did not catch up with the opponent. Sarrota would then regret it, so at this time he took the safest way to pursue these **** humans.

"Run slowly."

Satisfiedly watched the wolf cavalry behind him gradually closing the distance, Sarrotta's mouth slightly raised, revealing the slightly cruel smile—

"It's not a wise idea to run to the grassland. Ignorant humans really seek their own way."

On muddy roads, the thick footpads of the wolves prevent them from sinking too deep, so the roads become wetter and slippery, which is in the favor of these wolf cavalry. The scouts in front of them seem to be panicking. Long lines, walking about a kilometer away, is a large swamp area. By then, these humans will surely fall into the deadly trap because of the mud pit that is simply unrecognizable!

At that time, these humans are not meat on the cutting board?

In my heart again, I lamented the opportunity in front of me like a pie in the sky, but he was a little stunned, feeling that something seemed to fly over in his field of vision.

At this point, the distance between the two sides has been pulled up and down to 70 meters. Sarrotta watched the battlefield with a little vigilance in his heart, and found that a rising black shadow in the sky fell on the ground in front of the team in the muffled sound of the running wolf. , The team that was whizzed by immediately broke down.

"Ah."

Secretly laughed, Sarota really felt threatened at that moment, after all, the **** archer in the opponent's team had really impressed him very much. The moment he saw the arrow appear , I did not even think that the other party would miss.

He is really older and less daring. At a distance of more than 70 meters, he rides a horse and shoots arrows during this fast pursuit. There is no precision to think of.

The evaluation of the **** archer was a little degraded, Sarrota looked at the dark shadow again in the sky, and was about to sneer, but saw that the dark shadow fell into his side impartially. In the team!

"咚!"

I can't see where the arrows are shooting, the muffled sound of the wolf falling to the ground has not disappeared, and the sound of the terrified shouting of the wolf knight who stumbles and stumbles is heard-Sarota turned back fiercely, looking away Behind the rapid passing team, when this arrow went down, a wolf was shot directly, and he was tripped with three wolves. The two wolf knights fell directly to the ground and were spit in the mouth by the following knights. Blood, seeing no life!

how is this possible? !!

There was a hint of coolness in the bottom of my heart, and when I turned my head to look at the human team that was getting closer and closer, it became clear who was shooting an arrow.

The human who was riding the horse with a short bow on his back seemed to be very confidently attached to the back of all scouts. When Sarota had just focused his eyes on him, he turned around, took arrows, raised his bow, and scattered Let go. After a series of smooth movements, Sarota's pupils shrink, and he instinctively pulls his reins to the side.

The light of "噗" sounded next to him, and the arrow fell to the ground against the stick in his hand.

For a moment, Salota felt cold sweat oozing from behind.

It must be a coincidence. It must be a coincidence.

He does not accept such a fact at all, and can still take the initiative under such harsh conditions. The opponent's archery can already be called a magical skill! If he can get the aim on every arrow, I'm afraid ...

想法 This idea just came to mind, and I heard the scream of the wolf cavalry again after the arrow fell to the ground.

Zarrota pursed her lips, and her hands with a wooden staff turned a little pale, and immediately gave a loud command to the orcs next to her: "Float! Spread some!"

There is no way to be beaten. The wolf cavalry can only bear such a blow before approaching the enemy, and this sacrifice Sarrota can still bear it-as long as the opponent is thrown into the net, he has a hundred kinds of confidence. Way to torture this guy to death!

As the superior ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ The witch doctor Sarota is right at this time. It is not uncommon to die in a **** battle, but this kind of torture and torture is to anyone It was a torment-but as time went on, when Rodi's ten arrows fired, leaving the team down with more than seven people, the witch doctor was finally annoyed!

"Bloodthirst!"

The red light lit up again, and the wolf cavalry with more than forty meters from the scout team suddenly started to accelerate, and the loose formation rushed forward, as if the formation was to be pulled into a slender strip at the next moment. Direct human annexation in general.

Sarota showed a sloppy expression. His eyes almost burst into flames and looked at the human who was still rushing in front of him. In his mind, he only thought of the scene of smashing the other person into a few minutes later, but he ignored the surrounding scenes for a while. Subtle changes.

He stared closely at the human who was constantly returning to shoot arrows in the distance, but he saw the other person retracted the short bow, and seemed to give up his intention to continue archery. He thought that the other person felt depression because of his "bloodthirst" Zarrota, faintly seeing the other side when he turned around, seemed to show a weird smile.

Illusion?

How is it possible to laugh when strangling is approaching?

Such an idea quickly dispelled his slight anxiety. When he looked forward, the front wolf cavalry had already raised his throwing net—because the human who was still so arrogant just now was already approaching. To the range of thirty meters.

The throwing net was spinning in the air, and it seemed to have foretold the ultimate fate of these humans-but just before it was thrown, an accident happened.