After several calibrations, Weapon No. 53 could now accurately control its landing point. Coupled with the Detect Scan skill of the floating space tower, it could eliminate any enemy within its shooting range.
The whole process took less than three minutes. Other than the consumption of Magic Crystal, there was no need for extra manpower. To Roddy, the Orcs in the era of cold weapons attacking Elsen City reminded him of the primitive tribes who threw spears at helicopters in his time.
The gap in civilization was an insurmountable chasm. Magic crystal and energy weapons had allowed the High Elves to stand at the top of the world. As far as Roddy knew, the High Elves had actually reached the level of industrial revolution on Earth in terms of convenience, strength, and utilization of the world's resources.
With a press of the button, hundreds of strong Orc Wolf Riders were instantly reduced to ashes. If the royal family of the Kingdom of Karen knew about this, they would definitely be laughed at as crazy. However, Roddy was not surprised at all. Five minutes after the explosion, he used the Detect Scan again. It showed that there were less than 30 Orc Wolf Riders alive, and most of them were seriously injured.
He ignored the surviving Orcs and jumped down from the floating space tower. He was going to have dinner to celebrate the good start of the first battle.
Although it was a celebration, there were only six people at the table: Merinsera, Camilla, Akasha, Natha, Naifei, and Roddy. Roddy did not intend to let the Sorcerers of Lessiman know about the war with the Orcs, so he did not mention it at all. He just closed the door to celebrate by himself.
"I hope everything goes well in the next battle. Cheers!"
"Cheers!"
"Cheers! Humph … "
He raised his crystal glass, and the ladies on both sides of the table followed suit. Except for Naifei who was holding a glass of juice, everyone had a faint smile on their faces. After all, this kind of battle was too easy. The "Annihilation of the Orcs" had eased the slightly tense atmosphere and made the conversation at the table a lot more casual.
However, there was a saying that "three women make a show." Including the crafty Naifei, the five beauties of different sizes sitting together brought some "happy troubles" to Roddy. After the simple toast, all kinds of strange topics popped up one after another. In a few words, Roddy gradually distinguished the "small camps" among them.
Among all of them, Merinsera was the most knowledgeable and powerful one in leading the topic. This also meant that Camilla, Naifei, and Akasha had to stand together to deal with the situation.
Nata was basically a sawtooth gourd. Other than dealing with the food in front of her, she would only occasionally answer Rody's questions.
Perhaps the war and other special experiences had made her mature too early. When she talked to Merinsera about magic, she had a serious expression just like her mother. Akasha sat beside Roddy. She did not talk much. Occasionally, she would ask questions about the undead. Roddy noticed that she had dark circles under her eyes, so he held the little priest's hand and told her to take care of herself. Suddenly, he felt a little cold around him. When he looked around, he saw that the others were still talking about him calmly.
Akasha sat beside Roddy. She did not talk much. Occasionally, she would ask questions about the undead. Roddy saw the dark circles under her eyes, so he held the little priest's hand and told her to take care of herself. Suddenly, he felt a little cold around him. When he looked around, he saw that the others were still talking about him calmly.
Maybe it was just an illusion?
"So, are we going to use this method to deal with the Orcs?"
Camilla had fought with Merinsera several times, but she was defeated every time. Even though she was unwilling, she could only change the topic to Roddy. "I think the Orcs don't know about the existence of Elsen City yet."
"Then let them know, and try to lure as many of them as possible." Roddy could not drink much wine. After half a glass of wine, he had to change to the same juice as Naifei. He swirled the crystal glass and said, "Sauron may be able to control his subordinates, but once the battle starts, it will not be so easy. There will be fools who will take the bait if we set up a few traps. You will be responsible for this."
Camilla nodded, but she cast a discreet glance at Merinsera. The latter curled her lips and asked, "Speaking of which … where are your knights? Back in the Glacier Plains, those knights made a great contribution when we dealt with that big guy. But I haven't seen them since I came here. "
Camilla knew that Merinsera was responding to Roddy in a seemingly unintentional way, but she could only bite her lip and gulp down the wine in her glass, not knowing how to respond.
Roddy did not notice these details. He replied, "Sodelor and the others have always been in Parr Territory. Now that the war is coming, they will naturally be given a mission."
"The fortress is enough to deal with the Orcs. Are we going to let them deal with those backstabbing villains?"
Merinsera had been staying in Roddy's study for the past few days, so she had some understanding of the situation in the territory. However, Roddy laughed and said, "The Dragon Lance Knights are enough to deal with the Orcs head-on. They will not waste time dealing with those bastards. I will be going out for a while, and some of the knights will come to Elsen. So, if Houdini comes back, you and Camilla must work together to delay him. Don't let him know that I have left. "
"Going out?"
Merinsera's eyes lit up, but she did not ask anything immediately. Instead, she agreed, "That is not a problem."
Then, she turned her head and smiled at Camilla, looking completely intimate.
Akasha looked at the scene in front of her and sighed in her heart. Women are all actresses. Then, she held onto Roddy's hand under the long table, feeling grateful for her decision back then.
… …
As May came, the temperature at night in Efta gradually rose, and the duration of the night shortened. At six in the morning, there was already a smear of white in the sky.
In the wilderness, a camp made up of dozens of yurts and tents was quiet. A large number of horses tied around the perimeter announced that the owners of this camp were the famous Ringing Horses in the southeast of Efta.
Originally, the Ringing Horses lived and slept in the open, so it was difficult for them to settle down. But as the number of villages they raided increased, and more people joined them, these self-proclaimed invincible Ringing Horses gained more confidence. Now, there were more than a hundred horse bandits and more than three hundred slaves in this camp. Most of them were good-looking women and servants who were willing to serve the horse bandits in exchange for a living. This made the scale of the horse bandits unprecedentedly large.
They believed that now, no nobles would be willing to specially organize private troops to wipe them out.
Until the early morning of the first of May, they all thought so.
The light sound of horse hooves awakened the horse bandits on night duty. With the dim light, he immediately saw a black shadow approaching within two kilometers of them in the wilderness …
The horse bandits were generally very vigilant. Seeing the silent and unhesitant sound of horse hooves, anyone could tell that they were coming with ill intentions.
"There's — there's an enemy! There's an enemy! Big Boss! There's an enemy coming! "
The changed tone of the shout resounded throughout the camp, instantly causing a commotion. Having lived a life of licking blood on the edge of a knife for a long time, most of the horse bandits had the habit of resting on their weapons. After the alarm was sounded, thirty to forty people quickly rushed out of the yurts with machetes in hand and nimbly jumped onto their warhorses.
Hans, who was known as "Big Boss", was also among the first to rush out. After he mounted his warhorse, he immediately saw the black shadow approaching from afar, and immediately determined that it was a private troop led by a noble.
At a rough glance, there were only about thirty people, and when they lined up, it even felt a little sparse.
"It's just a bunch of people who have a death wish. Brothers, charge! Don't hold back! "
Hans tried his best to shout a few words to raise the morale of the horse bandits. One after another, more horse bandits hurriedly joined the team. When he saw that there were more than fifty people gathered, he let out a satisfied sigh of relief, and immediately led the team to initiate a charge.
Under the dim light of the rising sun, both sides began to accelerate almost at the same time. But the rumbling sound of horse hooves coming towards them was abnormally dull, and it suddenly made Hans feel an indescribable sense of oppression.
"Whoosh —"
"Dodge the arrows!"
When they were close to two hundred meters, the sound of crossbow strings cutting through the air instantly rang out. Hans's reaction was extremely fast. At the same time he shouted, he leaned to the side and dodged with "Hiding in the Stirrup". The elite horse bandits beside him were skilled in horsemanship, and they all made exquisite dodging movements in the face of the rain of arrows.
When Hans climbed back onto his horse, there were only seven people in the team that had been reduced.
"Kill!"
The final distance of the sprint was covered in a flash. Hans's waving machete had already found the opponent in front of him, but the moment he approached, he and the horse bandits in the first row were all dumbfounded …
This was because the charging knights were not only holding cold lances, but they were also wearing matte black armor — it was only now that they could confirm that it was metal armor!
The horse bandits hurriedly ran out after hearing the alarm, and only a few of them were wearing leather armor, while the enemy was fully armed. The cold helmet and full body armor made them look like a group of moving metal cans.
That's not right … it's impossible for a heavily armored knight to charge so quickly!
As the leader of Count Milnor's private army, Hans had a deep understanding of armor, but at this moment, he did not have much time to think too much. At the moment when both sides clashed, he shouted, twisted his body to dodge the lance, and accurately slashed with his machete!
"Buzz!"
What made Hans dumbfounded was that the long machete that was supposed to slash at the enemy's neck was suddenly blocked by a round translucent shield, and the heavy blade was bounced off!
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