There was an indescribable emotion in his heart. Roddy couldn't tell if it was anger or regret.
In fact, he had been ready to find trouble with the orcs for a long time. However, after the "Stallo Stream" dungeon, Roddy always felt that he should not act rashly. He only wanted to be fully prepared before going to the orcs.
However, when he heard the report of the massacre of the Cree Village, he still couldn't accept the fact. Roddy had never thought that such a thing would happen after the Fenkes Village was burned down. In his memory, the Cree Village had existed since the start of the game.
From the looks of it, this tragedy was definitely directly related to him changing history …
What should he do? Could he defeat more than 30 wolf riders?
Rody frowned and looked up at the darkening sky. He then turned his head and looked at the resolute faces of the scouts who had just finished their training. He gradually came up with a plan in his heart. Opportunities are things that one must always grasp.
Roddy's expression turned serious. He nodded to the scout in front of him and said, "Cole, well done."
Turning his head, he began to issue orders without any pause — —
"Everyone, prepare for battle!"
"Yes!"
"Carter, go to the armory and get arrows from Dick. Everyone, get at least a dozen arrows!"
"Yes!"
"Equip your armor. Everyone, carry your short bows and change into horses!"
"Yes!"
The response was strong and clear. The scouts had a clear division of labor. They put on their equipment as fast as they could, reported their numbers one by one, and mounted their horses. In less than three minutes, they were ready for battle.
Such a scene attracted a lot of villagers. They all felt that the scene in front of them had given them an inexplicable shock.
At this time, Roddy had already put on his "Stalker Suit". He inserted his horn bow into the side of the saddle and jumped on his horse. Without any nonsense, he said, "Let's go!"
"Yes!"
The team of eight rushed out of Norland Village in an instant and galloped into the distance.
The villagers of Norland Village looked at each other in dismay. They had only seen the scouts eating, drinking, and training with all their might, but they had never thought that when something really happened, the aura they exuded was no different from the legendary knights of the Lord.
This kind of thing always made the farmers feel strange, but just as they were discussing, another group of people … happened to rush over from the other side of the village.
The travel-worn Sodelor originally thought that he would be welcomed by Rody and the others. At the very least, they would greet him at the entrance of the village. However, he did not think that this would be the case.
Other than a few children playing in the mud at the entrance of the village, there was not even a shadow of a scout to be seen!
"This is …"
Sodelor didn't understand what was going on. Could it be that this was one of the "show of strength" before joining Norland Village? In his memory, Roddy didn't seem to have such a habit, right?
Just as he was thinking about it, the scouts behind him already had a few complaints — —
"What do you mean? Do the people from Norland Village really think they're superior? "
"We're all scouts. Is there a need to put on such airs? Who do you think you're showing it to? "
The scouts of Fenkes Village also had their own pride. Who would have thought that they would be given the cold shoulder after coming all the way here? Sodelor wanted to dissuade them, but he couldn't refute them. In other words, he actually felt a little uncomfortable, but he still patiently jumped off his horse and went to ask the villagers about Roddy's location.
"You mean Captain Roddy? They were just here a moment ago. They suddenly gathered and left a few minutes ago. They ran very fast. I heard that Cree Village was attacked. I don't know what it is exactly. "
Hearing this, Sodelor immediately realized that the situation was not as simple as he thought. He turned his head and looked in the direction of Cree Village. At this time, the black smoke of the burning village was clearly visible.
Thinking of a certain possibility, Sodelor suddenly jumped on his horse and ordered his subordinates, "Follow me. Let's go!"
The scouts looked at each other in dismay as they watched the second lieutenant rush out in confusion. They couldn't understand why he was doing this, but because of Sodelor's reputation, they still urged their horses to follow.
On the horizon, they could vaguely see the shadow of a team running towards the northwest. Sodelor squinted his eyes and tried to adjust his direction. He was a little excited … What would Roddy do? Would he go and help Cree Village directly? Or would he go and find trouble with the attackers?
Thinking about how the ten wolf riders had died and how he had lost three rounds of swordsmanship, Sodelor felt that this was a chance for him to show Roddy his' team '. The scouts behind him weren't like the guys from Cree Village who were paid for nothing. They had undergone strict training under his supervision. In terms of combat strength, they were definitely much stronger than the scouts from the other villages.
If he happened to find a chance for them to display their strength today, Roddy would definitely look at them in a different light, right?
Although I'm not as strong as you, I'm good at training soldiers.
With this thought in mind, Sodelor tried to identify the shadows of the team in the distance and followed closely.
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When the sky was almost completely dark, Roddy, Carter, and the others finally found Ruger's figure behind a grassy slope.
If Ruger hadn't sent someone to point the way, Roddy wouldn't have been able to identify the few figures lying low on the grassy slope. Speaking of which, this veteran could really master the things he had taught him and put them to use very quickly. From the way he handled things, Roddy could feel Ruger's steadiness and decisiveness in the face of an emergency.
Every now and then, he would leave a scout behind to point the way for the people coming after him, while he would constantly lead his men not far behind the Orcs and never be discovered. This sounded simple, but it wasn't easy to do. So when Roddy and the others dismounted from their warhorses and crouched down beside Ruger, the first thing they did was to give him a thumbs up to acknowledge what he had done.
It seemed like an unimportant action, but it actually gave a very interesting psychological hint. Ruger's nervousness immediately calmed down with Roddy's encouragement. He then reported in a low voice what he had observed in the past hour and analyzed the enemy's strength.
"There's a total of 42 Wargs and 33 Orcs. It's obvious that they're an elite force. They probably came here from the other side of the grassland and rested for a day or two before launching a surprise attack on Cree Village. "Ruger analyzed the information he had obtained." If we don't stop them, I think their next target will be Norland Village, then Vic Village. "
Roddy looked up and saw the camp full of tents through the slightly higher grassy slope. He nodded in affirmation of Ruger's conclusion.
Ruger's analysis was very pertinent, but Roddy's considerations were naturally a level deeper than Ruger's. He was very clear that … these green-skinned animals were far greedier than humans could imagine.
They were like locusts, leaving not a single blade of grass in their path. They would plunder whatever they could, and burn whatever they couldn't. They were completely outlaws! And the only effective way to deal with them was to cut the weeds and eliminate the roots!
A year after the server was launched, there were players who tried to stop the Orcs who raided villages. Sometimes, they could cause some damage to the Orcs. However, the Orcs relied on their powerful mobility to immediately launch an extremely bloody and even suicidal counterattack. Only by wiping out the Orcs could this trend be contained for a period of time.
"33 Orcs."
Roddy looked at the dozen or so scattered tents. He gradually remembered the articles on "Key Points of Raiding a Wolf Rider Camp" and "Study of Wargs' Habits" that he had read many times on the internet.
He had already memorized the information like the back of his hand. The Orc's customs, the nature of the Wargs, the flaws in the location of the camp, and the flaws were all clear to him. So when he saw the camp full of Wolf Riders, the first thing that came to Roddy's mind was not whether there was a possibility of attacking, but how to attack to minimize the losses!
Because in his eyes, the enemy had no secrets to speak of.
He reached out and touched the few Whistling Arrows in his quiver. Roddy felt that his luck was really not bad. He did not lack anything that he needed.
"33 … Heh, don't even think about leaving …"
He muttered to himself. Ruger, who was beside him, did not hear him clearly and gave him a questioning look. Roddy waved his hand to indicate that there was nothing wrong. He used an almost inaudible voice to call out the attribute and skill bars.
His current level 5 attributes were similar to these Wolf Riders. However, with the bonus of the "Stalker Equipment Set", Roddy was able to crush these Orcs with ranged attacks. This overwhelming advantage was the key for the team to "win with fewer numbers".
Roddy's gaze swept over the necklace that allowed him to go into Stealth for 30 seconds. He felt more confident and waved his hand to signal the scouts to come closer. He then began to use simple and effective tactical hand signals to start assigning tasks.
Captain Hank, who was forced by Ruger to lead the way, did not know how to describe his feelings at this moment.
"Damn it. They're all crazy. Forget about finding the Wolf Riders. But they still want to attack. Who the f * ck are they? "
Hank muttered to himself. Before he could finish, he was kicked by the scout beside him. "Don't talk, keep quiet!"
Feeling wronged, he shut his mouth, feeling extremely depressed. In any case, he was a dignified man. Along the way, he felt like he was being treated like a woman. He felt very aggrieved. He could not speak or fart. He could only stare at Rody, who was giving out missions in front of him. His eyes were filled with resentment like a bullied wife.
Roddy finished his hand signals and confirmed that the scouts in the two teams understood the task. He was about to get up when he realized that a stranger in the team was staring at him like that. He immediately felt goosebumps all over his body. He could not help but turn to Ruger and ask, "Where did this guy come from?"
"Cree Village's scout captain, a coward. I asked him to lead the way. Look at him, he was so scared that he peed his pants." Ruger replied with a shrug.
Although he was a little nervous about the upcoming battle, in front of outsiders, this veteran naturally had to try his best to pretend to be calm, so his expression was very disdainful.
"Damn it, it's fine as long as he's not gay."
Roddy muttered, then pointed to the side and said, "Let him stay here and don't move. You guys lead the horses and get into position. Wait for the signal from me. "
After saying that, he went over the grass slope alone and disappeared from everyone's sight without a sound.
Ruger looked back at Hank and said, "Wait here, don't talk nonsense." He turned around and left with the other scouts. Carter did not even look at him and walked in the other direction.
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