Roddy narrowed his eyes and explained his plan in a low voice. "Without the Wolf Riders, the Orc camp won't be able to replenish their manpower in a short period of time. In other words, they will be empty in the next few days! I think … if we carry out a surprise attack, then we might be able to pull out this nail and make those Orcs scram! "
These words seemed to be to Lu Ge's liking. Although he was still angry at Roddy for beating him up, if the truth was as Roddy said, he didn't mind letting go of the "secondary conflict" and resolutely fighting against the "main conflict" together. After all, he still wanted to avenge his fallen comrades.
If Roddy could really make him kill those damn Orcs, Lu Ge would be willing to take ten beatings, let alone one!
"You said that there are more than twenty Orcs in the camp. Then … even if we attack together, we have no hope of winning. Don't tell me that you only know how to talk. I believe that you can kill the Wolf Riders, but how can we kill a whole camp of Orcs? Can we kill them? "
This was a very objective question. No matter how glib Roddy was, he couldn't avoid it. To be honest, Lu Ge still hoped that the kid in front of him could think of a way. Killing eight Wolf Riders today had actually made him understand that Roddy's ability was not limited to this. But he had to give himself a reason.
A reason to stand up and avenge his former comrades.
"It's been a long time since the kingdom has had any dealings with the orcs. Many people have forgotten their weaknesses and the strengths of us humans … Or rather, we seem to have forgotten the most important point. That is … the orcs are not as strong as you think."
Roddy's words were a little sarcastic. In the past 30 years, there had been many conflicts and battles at the border, but without exception, the humans had always made concessions. Because there was no lord leading the army, in small scale battles, the humans who didn't have any formations or tactics could not defeat the strong Orcs.
At this point, others might not understand what he meant, but Lu Ge raised his eyebrows thoughtfully.
"Why can I easily kill these Orcs? Why didn't we suffer any losses in today's battle? " Roddy did not use a sarcastic tone to speak to Ruger. Instead, he used the identity of a 'captain' to explain to Ruger. This allowed Ruger to accept everything he said without any resentment. "Because war is not a one-on-one fight. With the right tactics, we can still kill them like we did today without any bloodshed!"
Only by combining provocative words with facts could people be truly convinced. Regardless of whether Roddy had really been hiding his strength or not, the fact that he had single-handedly killed half of the Wolf Riders was right in front of them. They had no choice but to believe Roddy's words.
Hearing these words, Lu Ge's originally wavering heart was filled with excitement that he had not felt for a long time. That was the blood in his bones that had not cooled yet.
"If … I mean, if — you really have the confidence to command a team of scouts!"
"And, as long as we can kill those green-skinned beasts, I won't hold a grudge against anything that happened today." Lu Ge narrowed his eyes slightly. "But if you're just exaggerating …"
There was no need to say anything else. This was just Lu Ge's way of expressing his stance. Roddy only nodded and accepted these words. He did not rush to say anything. Instead, he glanced at the scouts in front of him. After a few seconds, he continued, "… I just want to emphasize one point: this is war. All of us can die at any time. Not even our corpses will be left behind."
The atmosphere instantly became quiet.
"If we want to stop them, what we need to do is not to scout, not to shoot a few arrows from afar and then run away. We need to fight the Orcs face to face!"
"We have to face those guys in the end. There is no chance."
"So … if anyone wants to quit, I won't stop them. But among those who stay, I don't want to see any cowards who will hold us back. "
At this moment, in front of this group of scouts, Roddy was indeed qualified to say such words to warn them. Regardless of whether this team of only 14 people could be called an "army" or not, any small team must have a backbone. And at this moment, Roddy was the core character of this team that was about to embark on an expedition.
In the face of Roddy's words, no one backed down.
Perhaps it was because of ignorance, or perhaps it was because of naivety, but more than that, it was because of the passion in their hearts that had not cooled down.
This scene was actually not out of Roddy's expectations. He had fought on the battlefield for the Kingdom of Karen before. He knew that regardless of whether the country was destroyed or not, its people would always have an unyielding will.
Especially in this border region where wars were frequent, "courage" and "courage" were the most obvious labels for everyone.
Things started to go smoothly after that. Roddy became the overall commander of the two scout teams. After deciding on the gathering time for tomorrow, he announced the dismissal of the team. After quietly eating dinner with everyone who had their own thoughts, he carried two machetes and walked to the blacksmith shop.
Was there a need to fight this battle?
Roddy pondered for a long time and finally made up his mind to fight. He was not a person who would rush in recklessly. As a former technical geek and Ranger, what he knew the most was how to use the least amount of resources to do the most.
Defeating Ruger in the morning was not just to vent his anger. Eliminating the unstable factors in the team was Roddy's main goal. It was good that Ruger knew his place. If he did not, Roddy would definitely not let him follow him. The results today were already better than expected. The scouts were united and had the same goal. With such a team, Roddy dared to make the decision to attack tomorrow.
It was just twenty level 4 orcs. Rody was confident that with his own methods and understanding of the orcs, he would be able to deal with them in a few days if he were to single-handedly deal with them. But that would mean the danger of the enemy replenishing their Wolf Riders. Considering his entire plan, Roddy still felt that a lone ranger could not change a country.
He needed more resources, even if it was just a dozen scouts below Level 4.
But thinking about the number of Orcs in the camp, he could not help but sigh …
"It is a little troublesome."
Thinking about the scene today, the Orc camp had already dug trenches to stop the cavalry's attack. This was undoubtedly one disaster after another for the scouts who had the advantage of horses. If the Orcs defended the stronghold, it would be impossible to win with fewer troops on the plains. Although there was a chance of winning with conventional tactics, there would definitely be heavy casualties.
Rody walked into the smithy with two Orc scimitars in his hands. He was thinking about how to deal with the most enemies in the shortest amount of time. However, he did not expect Blacksmith Stan of Norland Village to be so frightened by his attitude that he almost ran away with a strange cry.
The reason was that the Orc's scimitar was much more powerful than the scout's standard dagger. Ordinary people would find it extremely difficult to hold one. On the other hand, Rody held one in each hand. He looked fierce and was even more terrifying than the bandits of the grasslands that the bards described. Blacksmith Stan had been forging iron for 30 years, but he did not see much of the world. The biggest city he had been to was Hollier City. Other than that, he had never seen a living Orc, not to mention elves or halflings. So when Roddy walked into the shop in the sunset, he was really scared.
"Uncle Stan, it's me."
Roddy quickly put away his machetes and showed a harmless smile. Of course, Stan knew Roddy. In the morning, he was here to borrow some tools to polish the horn bow. But because the sky was completely dark, the silhouette was very hostile. Hearing Roddy's voice, the timid middle-aged man walked out from the corner. After a while, he came back to his senses and said after a few words of complaint, "It's … it's you … Roddy … What are you doing here so late at night?"
"I want to borrow your furnace and anvil." Roddy went straight to the point and made a request that left Stan speechless.
As an alternative PVP player, Roddy, who had the sub-class of a berserker, had also studied "weapon forging". It was just that his level was not at the top, but only at the Advanced level. But compared to the blacksmith in front of him, Roddy was more than qualified to be the blacksmith's master.
The weapons in Earthbreaker were not dropped by killing monsters. Most of the weapons used by players had to be made by themselves, including bows, arrows, conventional weapons, and even crossbows. Therefore, the number of life class players was not any less than those PVP players. And Roddy was one of the countless people who had worked tirelessly to make bows.
For the current Roddy, he needed to make some modifications to the two machetes, including adjusting the center of gravity, reducing the weight of the blade, and improving the sharpness of the machetes. He had just reached Level 2, so he could use both machetes at the same time.
Roddy knew very well that his advantage lay in his memory and battle techniques. The berserker's unparalleled ferocity lay in its ability to deal explosive damage in an instant. Although Shi Feng was only a Level 2 Pawn right now, and his Attributes were not just a little bit weaker than before, if he used the Berserker's combat techniques to fight, his Attack Power would be doubled within a short period of time.
The only thing he had to worry about was the loss of defense. Right now, he was just a Level 2 Basic Profession. If it was defense, he could only rely on his own combat experience to dodge. But when facing the Orcs, who were as strong as bulls, blocking and parrying was not very reliable. Without the suppression of his attributes, Roddy admitted that he could not compete with the green-skinned beasts in terms of strength.
While Rody was thinking about his battle tactics, Stan did not move at all. He only felt that Rody had gone crazy. "Rody, I know that your battle with the orcs is tough and dangerous, but that is not the reason for you to go crazy …" Rody's eyes flashed.
"Hmm?" Roddy came back to his senses and looked at Stan's comforting expression. He did not know whether to laugh or cry. "I need to modify these two knives. I just need to borrow your tools. I don't need any extra materials."
"Do you think smithing is like playing with mud?! I, Stan, have been smithing for thirty years — "
Before he could finish his sentence, he saw Roddy hand over the few copper coins he had on him …
"Count it as me playing with mud for once, okay? Uncle Stan? "
Roddy had no other choice but to use the same old trick. Fortunately, Stan was not that difficult to talk to. Seeing that Roddy insisted on using the knives, he could only wave his hand and let him use the tools. He did not even look at the two copper coins. Compared to Quartermaster Dick, he was a very kind and honest country bumpkin.
Roddy did not waste any time. He took the tools and started working beside the furnace that had not extinguished yet. He skillfully pulled the bellows to increase the temperature of the flames. After that, he began to modify the knives with a "Ding! Jingle" sound.
Stan, who originally thought that Roddy had suddenly thought of something, stood at the side with his arms crossed. At first, he only waited for Roddy to hit the hammer a few times before giving up. However, he did not expect that Roddy's actions were accurate and did not have any bad habits. He completely had the posture of a senior blacksmith …
This made him widen his eyes. The arrogance that he had prepared to "point out the country" instantly disappeared.
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