As the sun was about to set, the quartermaster, Dick, placed the items that Roddy needed into more than ten parcels and passed them to him while panting. This time, he did not look like he was trying to bribe Roddy. Instead, there was an indescribable sense of respect in his eyes.
"Everything is here."
Roddy took the parcels and nodded. He then turned around and ordered the soldiers behind him who had changed into black uniforms and were equipped with blackened swords.
"Check the equipment!"
The time for battle had finally arrived. However, there was not much confusion and nervousness on the faces of the scouts. After a day of training and explanation, they had reached the peak of their mental state. Roddy had already instilled the simple formula of "the orcs are not invincible" into their minds. Their greatest fear of the unknown had disappeared. Now, they were facing a group of enemies that knew almost all of their weaknesses.
So, at this moment, the morale of the troops was unprecedentedly high. Everyone even had a strong confidence in the upcoming battle.
Each of them was equipped with a short bow and six arrows. They carried the parcels that Roddy had specially requested. Their swords were in place, and their armor was fastened tightly. The 14 scouts who were ready to go got on their horses and rode off into the distance as the sun set.
Before they left Norland Village, everyone had a full meal. When they left, the villagers seemed to have noticed that the soldiers were different from usual. They looked at the dust in the distance and remained silent.
"Is this really going to work?"
Carter did not really believe that the attack this time would be as confident as Roddy had said. Although they had won both battles against the orcs, he had a rough idea of their strength. If the young men around him were to encounter the orcs, they would probably be slaughtered. Although Roddy had pointed out many of the orcs' weaknesses, it was still just a theory.
"Why not?"
Roddy asked as he looked at the gradually disappearing sun from the back of his horse. He held the reins with one hand and caressed the hilt of his curved sword with the other. "Now is not the time to think about whether or not we can defeat the orcs. We have to believe that we can win this battle."
The last ray of light in the sky disappeared.
The thirty-kilometer journey was soon over. As night fell, the warhorses gradually slowed down. Finally, under Roddy's orders, all the soldiers began to abandon their warhorses and move forward on foot.
The wind in the prairie still carried a faint fresh smell. His body crouched low as he crossed a low grassy slope. He could only hear the whistling sound of the wind. Sticking his head out to look 300 meters away, he could see the flickering light of a bonfire in the orc camp.
All the scouts crouched on the other side of the grassy slope, looking at the Orc camp from afar. Their expressions became serious. Most of them looked at Roddy, not knowing how the temporary commander was going to attack.
As the leader, Roddy licked his index finger and raised it to determine the direction of the wind. Then, he led the group slowly to the downwind. During this time, all the soldiers took out their short bows and nocked arrows, ready to deal with any unexpected situation. At this moment, everyone was nervous. No matter how much Roddy had said about the weaknesses of the orcs, when they really saw the two-meter-tall orcs with arms thicker than their legs, only a few could remain completely calm.
Rody did not expect them to fight bravely, but his only request was that they did not make any unnecessary movements. As they slowly approached the Orc camp, the young scouts could even hear the loud voices of the Orcs talking.
Roddy walked at the front, Ruger was in the middle, and Carter was at the back. Because of the morning training, the group had a sense of "strict obedience."
Although the camp was simple, there was a wooden sentry tower. At this moment, there was a sentinel who was dozing off on top. It was just that the sky was dark, and the sentinel did not notice more than a dozen human scouts who were at a disadvantage a hundred meters away.
Or rather, the sentinel did not even consider the possibility of being attacked by humans.
Among everyone, only Roddy knew that the orcs' eyesight was much worse than humans' at night. This was the conclusion Roddy had drawn from countless successful night attacks on orcs.
The camp in front of them was surrounded by trenches dug to defend against the charge of warhorses. Because the orc empire was poor in resources, the only wood they had was used to build sentry towers. Therefore, the orcs who only had the strength to use this simplest method of defense. However, this created a big problem: when someone was hiding in these trenches in the dark, even the sentinel standing on the sentry tower would not be able to detect them.
To Roddy, the key to this battle was not whether the scouts behind him could fight bravely, but whether his plan could be carried out smoothly. After making sure that the sentinel was looking at the other side, Roddy led the scouts and quietly jumped into the trenches. After making sure that everyone was in position, he left an order to "wait for orders." After that, he silently advanced on the ground like a ghost.
The essence of the "Ranger" class was that it was powerful when it was alone. It was similar to the stealth ability of an assassin, and it was powerful long-range sniping ability. Therefore, in "Earth Splitter," the Ranger could often play a more active role than the assassin on the battlefield with complicated terrains.
At this moment, how much strength could Roddy, who was only level 2, use? For a guy who had played countless games without getting hurt, this was the first time he took the initiative to attack since he came to this world.
His figure quietly glided through the shadows. When he arrived at the edge of the tent that was only 15 meters away from the sentry tower, Roddy could already see the figure of the orc on the top clearly. At this moment, it was as if the orc had become one with the grass. His gauntlets and weapons had long been blackened by the fire and no longer reflected light. He was lying on the ground motionlessly like a stone.
So … now is the time.
The sentinel on the sentry tower yawned. Roddy immediately took advantage of the short few seconds to dash to the bottom of the sentry tower. This distance made it difficult for the sentinel to notice him, but from another point of view, the orcs in the camp could easily notice this uninvited guest. However, everything was still quiet. A few orcs in the camp did not notice him at all. Roddy's figure was completely hidden in the shadows of the tent and the sentry tower. As the only source of light came from the campfire in the center of the camp, he could easily inspect the entire structure of the camp without being discovered by anyone.
Tents, stables, and simple sentry tower. These were the only three types of buildings in the camp. After re-evaluating the number of orcs, Roddy estimated that there might be around 25 orcs in the camp. He spent around five minutes memorizing the entire layout of the building, the ratio of patrolling soldiers, and the routes. After completing all the preparations, he immediately returned to the trench not far away without making any noise.
Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will emerge victorious in every battle. This saying had been repeated for many years, but Roddy clearly understood the importance of it. At this time, after taking the risk to investigate, he had already made a suitable plan in his mind for the next battle.
When Roddy reappeared beside the scouts, his silent but abnormally fast movements startled the young men. Ruger was shocked. He naturally understood what Roddy's ability meant, and this made him feel more at ease. At least the more capable Roddy was, the higher the chance of success in this battle.
"Take out the packages."
Roddy made a silent hand gesture. Ruger was the first to react. Carter and the rest of the soldiers then followed and rummaged through the packages. They immediately discovered that there were some arrowheads stained with fuel. Almost everyone was given a set of flint and tinder to ignite the fire.
"Team 2, follow me. Team 1, stand by."
Roddy said in a low voice. He missed the time when he could only communicate with his comrades through tactical hand gestures. Obviously, these people in front of him did not have that kind of tactical literacy. He called the captain of Team 1, Ruger, and added, "Have everyone in Team 1 prepare three fire arrows. Once you hear screams in the camp, immediately ignite them and shoot at the tents that are connected together on the west side. After that, follow the trench and walk 60 meters to the west. When you see me at the sentry tower, directly rush into the camp. Understood?"
Ruger immediately understood Roddy's tactical intention and nodded solemnly to indicate that he accepted the order.
"Carter, bring the people of Team 2 and follow me."
Roddy looked up at the dim moonlight above his head. He gripped his horn bow tightly and walked along the trench to the east side.
When the seven scouts of Team 2 followed Roddy to the east side of the camp, everything was still silent. But the rapid heartbeats of the soldiers made their foreheads sweat slightly. Their palms holding the short bows were a little slippery, and the surge of adrenaline caused their fingertips to tremble slightly. These were unavoidable phenomena, and Roddy did not say much about it. Even he himself was the same when he ambushed the Orcs for the first time.
After calling all the scouts of Team 2 in front of him, Roddy quietly arranged the next task. "There are three Orcs on the regular patrol in the camp, and four in total, including the sentry tower. We need to kill them in one shot, then immediately climb up to the sentry tower to attract their firepower and shoot as many as possible. Ruger will support us later. When they rush into the camp, just listen to my orders."
He glanced at the young men and Carter beside him, then pointed at the small round shields that were previously used as backup equipment. "After climbing up the sentry tower, one person will cover the other and shoot arrows. Don't let yourself become the opponent's target. That's all I want to say, understood?"
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