As a senior criminal gang that had experienced countless PK fights and had never been wiped out, the Cavalry of Orcs and Wolves were very experienced in small-scale group fights in villages and towns. Although the big boss had given the order to attack, they did not charge mindlessly while shouting "Banzai". Instead, they rode their wolf mounts and rushed diagonally across the front of the commercial group's defensive position. They took off the short bows on their backs and shot arrows at Gerrard, who was standing in the front.
As a senior criminal gang, the Cavalry of Orcs and Wolves were not only excellent in riding and archery, but also extremely experienced in fighting. They had a very accurate grasp of the attack distance, and did not step into the area where Old Soth had set traps. They launched an attack at a distance where the shooters of the commercial group could not effectively attack, and achieved a unilateral attack.
Dozens of short bows shot arrows at the same time, forming a rain of arrows. It was a very frightening sight. However, Gerrard did not buy it. He covered his eyes with his left hand, and did not even bother to block the arrows.
The Orcs' archery was quite good, and more than half of the dozens of arrows hit the target. Seeing that Gerrard was about to be shot into a large sieve, the members of the commercial group were so nervous that their hearts almost jumped out of their mouths.
However, there was a continuous crackling sound, as if wood and stone were colliding. The arrows hit Gerrard one after another, but they did not break his skin or bleed. Instead, they bounced and fell to the ground, as if they had no effect at all.
Oh, it was not completely ineffective. Gerrard muttered, "It's a little itchy …"
A little itchy, that's all.
Everyone was speechless. Sui Xiong thought he vaguely saw a pair of drooping wings above the Orcs' heads, dripping with black water, and also saw the system prompt that said, "The morale of the Cavalry of Orcs and Wolves is low."
Of course, it was just an illusion.
"Bloody Hand" Ruhr frowned slightly, but he did not care much about it. He had been through hundreds of battles, and more than once he had met opponents with heavy armor. So what if he was not afraid of arrows? He had a lot of ways to deal with them!
"Warlocks, burn the curse." He ordered in the Orc language.
So the three Orcs, who had not participated in the attack, rode their wolf mounts and approached slowly. After a short distance, they raised their right hands at the same time.
They were all holding short wands less than a foot long, which were made of the bones of magic beasts and engraved with similar magic runes. And at the top of each wand, there was a red gem of similar appearance.
There was something strange about the wand. None of the merchants recognized it. But when the red magic wave lingered on the wand, the young mage finally recognized it.
"Brother White, be careful! It's a range-increasing wand! "
The magic in this world was not as powerful as the magic works that Sui Xiong had seen before he crossed over to this world. It was absolutely impossible to instantaneously cast spells in the sky, on the ground, and in the air. The biggest problem with magic here was the range. Because it required the mage's mental power to determine the target, the range of most spells was only about twenty to thirty meters. Only ray spells that didn't need to specify a target and only needed to specify a direction could have a range far beyond this distance.
Of course, twenty to thirty meters was not far enough, so spellcasters were very reliant on the protection of warriors in actual combat. Once they lost their protection, a few high-level spellcasters might even be targeted by a middle-level archer with a sharp arrow, turning them into human targets.
… Of course, if a spellcaster didn't retreat in the face of losing protection, and instead chose to face an archer who could restrain them head-on, this kind of intelligence probably wouldn't have matured. They would have long killed themselves in the process of magic research.
In order to solve the problem that the range of spells was not far enough, the technology of "range-increasing" came into being. In order to popularize this technology, which could increase the range of spells by two to three times, the range-increasing wand was naturally born.
The only use of this expensive wand was to give the spellcaster an additional ability of "range-increasing". Although the effect was simple and the price was very high, it was a treasure that spellcasters dreamed of. Together with the "Armor Robe" that could solidify the spell of "Mage Armor" and the "Rescue Amulet" that could solidify the spell of "Error-Free Transmission", they were known as the Three Treasures of Combat Magic. They were the standard set that every spellcaster wanted to have.
Palin's dream was to be a great and respected adventurer, which meant that as a spellcaster, he had to embark on the road of actual combat. Therefore, he was also very longing for the Three Treasures of Combat Magic. Although the style of the range-increasing wands used by the three orcs was very special, and it was very different from the ones he had seen in the magic shop, once they started to cast spells, he immediately recognized the effect of the range-increasing wands that could not be concealed.
However, his reaction was still a little bit slow.
Hearing his reminder, Gerrard was shocked and hurried to be on guard. However, at this moment, the three orcs had finished casting their spells, and three red lights shot at Gerrard at the same time.
The speed of these three lights was not fast, and with Gerrard's reaction speed, he could definitely dodge them. However, he remembered that there were many innocent merchants behind him, and once he dodged, those ordinary merchants would definitely die after being hit by the spells. So he gave up the safest choice and tried to use the big tree in his hand to block the three spells.
However, the positions of the three orcs were very tricky. Even though Gerrard moved very fast and the big tree was very big, he could only block two spells, and a red light still hit him.
The red light looked ordinary at first glance, but its power was very fierce. The big tree in Gerrard's hand, which he used as a stick, was very strong, but after being hit by the two red lights, the green branches and leaves of the tree almost all withered in the blink of an eye. Even the part that was hit by the red light was ignited with tiny sparks, and two small flames burst out.
Even the big tree could not withstand this spell, so what could a person do?
Ruhr smiled, as if he had seen the scene of the innocent and kind young giant being burned into coke, or being blown up into a mess by the instantaneous evaporation of the blood in his body.
He liked that scene the most, and he would never get tired of it.
But this time he was disappointed. The powerful burning curse hit Gerrard, but only a wisp of green smoke came out, and a piece of skin on the place where Gerrard's left arm was hit was burnt, and it did not achieve more results.
"This spell is really vicious! It actually has two layers of high temperature inside and outside. Once hit, if the resistance of the spell is not strong enough, you will almost certainly die … You are indeed a professional robber, and your first move is to kill! " Sui Xiong was a little surprised, and he never thought that a group of robbers in the border area could have such a powerful method. "But don't worry, the magic stored in the magic nucleus in your body is very sufficient. This kind of hard to hit spells can be directly offset by magic, and you will only suffer some skin injuries. With your physique, you will recover in a short while. "
Hearing Sui Xiong's words, and looking at the big tree in his hand that was about to turn into a torch, Gerrard was completely shocked. He knew that the body that His Majesty Oscar made for him was very strong, but he did not expect it to be so strong!
It was okay to be able to resist swords and knives, but it could even resist such a powerful spell?! The strength of his body, even among the magical beasts, could be regarded as outstanding! Maybe … even in the face of a giant dragon, he could also compete with it!
He was so lucky to have the protection of such a powerful True God!
With a reliable trump card in his hand, he was naturally full of confidence. Without saying anything, Gerrard roared, waved the big tree that was turning into a torch, and rushed towards the Orc robbers.
His speed was faster than a galloping horse, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed to the front of an Orc warlock. He waved the big tree and hit the warlock's head.
As the tree hit the warlock, a circle of white light appeared on the body of the warlock. It was the "Mage Armor", which was said to have a protective power comparable to that of chainmail. However, under the heavy attack of Gerrard, this spell did not work at all, and could not even hold for a moment. With a bang, the Orc warlock and the wolf he was riding were smashed into pieces and became fertilizer for the grass.
Seeing this, Ruhr was so scared that his eyeballs almost popped out. But his body reacted faster than his brain, and he immediately turned the head of the wolf and ran away. Seeing that their leader had run away, the members of the Cavalry of Orcs and Wolves immediately whistled and urged their mount wolves to flee in all directions. Gerrard was dumbfounded and didn't know where to go after them.
He was experienced, but he was not that kind of clever person. When he was in the adventure team, he only listened to the leader. Later, when he escaped to the White Leaves Village and became the leader of the village guards, he only knew how to do his duty, and did not know how to fight for power. The reason why the old priest in the village thought that he was "cunning" was that he was respected by the villagers because of his habit of teaching his apprentices. So the old priest, who liked to think from the bad side, was wrong.
Seeing the enemies fleeing in all directions as soon as they suffered a setback, Gerrard was like seeing a nest of rabbits running in all directions. He could not help but feel that his brain short-circuited, and he could not react in time.
"Kill the sorcerers!" Sui ordered hurriedly. In his opinion, the most dangerous ones among the Orc robbers were the three spellcasters. As long as they were killed, the threat of this group of robbers would be greatly reduced.
Gerrard immediately obeyed the order. He stamped on the ground and rushed out with the sound of the wind. Soon he caught up with an Orc warlock who was running away on a wolf. He picked up the big tree that had turned into a torch and hit the warlock's head again.
Bang!
There was another pile of messy fertilizer on the ground.
At this time, the third Orc warlock had seized the opportunity to cast a spell. A mass of green gas wrapped the four limbs of the wolf he was riding, so that the wolf, which had been running very fast, ran as fast as the wind. Its speed was so fast that even Gerrard was stunned. He tried to catch up with it, but found that the distance between them was getting farther and farther, so he had to give up.
"Your Majesty, I'm very sorry. I failed to complete the task … please punish me!"
"Forget it. Three of them killed two, and it's not bad." Sui did not care. "Anyway, the mountains are high and the rivers are long, and we will meet them again. They can escape for a while, but they can't escape for a lifetime. One day, they will be punished for their evil deeds. "
"Before that, you'd better go and eat your dinner."
Gerrard sighed and was distressed by his own incompetence. He threw the big tree that had turned into a torch on the ground, stamped out the flame with his feet, and returned to the residence of the business group dejectedly.
Seeing the hero who had returned from victory so depressed, the people of the business group certainly had to ask him why. When they learned that he felt sorry for not being able to kill the three Orc warlocks, they could not help but sigh with emotion.
The Cavalry of Orcs and Wolves was famous. When people encountered them, they would think about how to escape. However, the real strong ones would think about how to kill them all.
The gap between them was like a brass rookie witnessing a match between a professional master. Apart from admiration, thousands of words could only be condensed into one sentence.
Great master, please accept my knee!
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