General Jonas looked at the corpses on the ground with a pale face. He had sent out enough scouts to guard the surroundings, but the Clay cavalry still sneaked up on him. At this moment, what Jonas wanted most was to kill those who were on guard. The scouts were all hanged;
The sound of horse hooves attracted everyone's attention, but when they saw that the person coming was one of Jonas's personal guards, the soldiers who were cleaning up the battlefield continued to be busy. Jonas's personal guards galloped away from a distance. He came over, came to Jonas, jumped down and said loudly: "General, we found the scout."
Jonas said fiercely: "Where is the man? I want to hang him with my own hands. He actually allowed 5,000 Clay cavalry to break through the cordon and caused such huge losses." Jonas couldn't help but cursed. The personal guard stood aside submissively, not daring to speak any more for fear of being angered by Jonas.
Ryan gently patted Jonas on the shoulder. The latter turned his head angrily and was about to explode, but when he saw it was Ryan, he forcibly held back, "General Jonas." Ryan's tone was very calm, but Everyone around him could hear the anger in his calm tone: "Let's hear what he has to say first."
"Go on." Jonas took a few deep breaths, controlled his emotions and said, "I really want to know what these scouts did."
"General, it's like this." The guard said very slowly, as if he was considering the words in his mind: "A few of us ran for about a few kilometers and saw the captain of the scout, his body."
"What."
"General, the Clay cavalry came from the west, and the scouts we sent out to guard the west were all killed. The scout captain was hit by dozens of arrows. We only know his identity from the nameplate on his body."
Jonas slowly closed his eyes. Yes, with the speed of the Clay cavalry and their familiarity with the grassland, they could hide in advance and then suddenly attack. After all, our scouts were temporarily deployed. Of course it was more than enough for the orcs without cavalry, but once they encountered the Clay cavalry, they died in the line of duty.
Ryan shook his head slightly. In the sneak attack by the Clay tribe just now, his magic couldn't hit that far at all. After all, it was only level 3 magic, and the general range was only 30 to 50 meters. Even if it was added to the magic spell A spell that increases the range cannot exceed 100 meters at most, and the casting speed must exceed 1 minute. It can be said that it is completely useless in actual combat.
The higher the magic level, the greater the power, generally speaking, the greater the range. For example, the attack range of level 8 magic fire storm can reach within a few hundred meters. If the range is too short, you will be involved. Well, the legendary forbidden magic can easily cover an area of several kilometers in radius, and its natural range has also reached a terrifying number. Otherwise, the first person to be unlucky would be the magician who cast the spell.
It is precisely because of this factor that Ryan is powerless against the Clay cavalry who maintain an attack distance of 300 meters. After all, he only knows a few level 3 attack magics. His superior strength is based on his extremely fast spell casting speed and magic. There are quite a few of these two points. Within an attack range of tens of meters, even the magister will have to worry about Lane's multiple spellcasting. But once the enemy can shoot from a few hundred meters away, Lane can only think about how to protect himself.
"Head, come quickly." This was Colin's voice,
Hearing Colin calling him, Ryan walked over quickly and saw Colin, Thomas and others gathered together, with a person lying in the middle. Seeing Ryan coming over, Colin and the others separated automatically. Ryan saw at a glance that it was Bart lying there.
"Bart." Ryan called Bart's name and squatted down, but Bart just blinked his eyelids, but his body didn't respond at all. Next to him, Colin said in a heavy voice: "He can't survive."
Ryan's heart felt sour, and scenes from the time he met Bart quickly passed through Ryan's mind.
"Hello, my name is Bart." A childish soldier who was only 21 or 22 years old greeted Ryan with a smile: "I will be your guide while you are in Thor Fortress."
"Wow, it turns out you are a magician. That's great. Actually, I also want to be a magician, but it's a pity that I don't have the chance."
"Hehe, this ring is a pair. I gave one to Josha. Once I beat these green-skinned guys away, I will return to the imperial capital and marry Josha as my wife."
Ryan's eyes were blurred, and he could vaguely see Bart's eyes desperately looking at his left hand. Ryan wiped his wet eyes with his sleeve, looked along Bart's eyes, and saw Bart's left hand covered in blood. Above, I am wearing a rough ring worth only 20 silver coins.
Ryan nodded at Bart. He completely understood Bart's mood at the moment. Ryan whispered: "Don't worry, we will take good care of Josha." After saying that, Ryan took off the ring from Bart's hand, and A smile appeared on Bart's lips, his head tilted, and he slowly closed his eyes.
Ryan raised his head slightly, trying to suppress the moisture in his eyes. Bart was hit by two arrows in the vital part of his chest, and there was no way he could be saved. He was able to persist until now, maybe because he couldn't let go of the girl he loved most. It's really a pity that we have already reached the edge of the imperial capital, but at this last step, Bart can never go back.
Although Ryan and Bart have not known each other for a long time, they regard him as their good friend. This is also the first time that a friend around Ryan has lost his life, even in the face of the evil lich, the immortal King Alexander, or There were thousands of orcs again, and Ryan never felt as powerless as he did now. For the first time, he discovered that his magical power could not protect his companions. This kind of frustration made Ryan feel very uncomfortable.
Ryan held up a handful of soil and lightly covered Bart's face. Colin and the others also scooped up the soil and filled it in. Since more than 5,000 people were lost in this attack, it was impossible to take away the bodies of the fallen soldiers. If we go back, we can only bury them on the spot.
Soon, Bart fell asleep deep in the earth. Ryan wiped his eyes and said in a decisive voice: "The orcs' pursuers are behind us. The Clay cavalry doesn't know when they will come again. We must leave now. Everything we have suffered today will be paid back to them one by one tomorrow."
The long motorcade started again, but now, it took away endless sadness,
"Haha, it's so comfortable. We have 5,000 people surrounding an enemy ten times our size to attack, but they can only do nothing. This feeling is so comfortable." The Clay tribe's cavalry captain shouted loudly. It was him The 5,000 people he led sneak attacked the convoy of Thor Fortress, and now, he has led his men to run westward for six full hours, heading straight to his camp.
"Captain, our camp is ahead. Why don't we have a good night's rest and then move west tomorrow."
"No, Lord Kailimu said, once you succeed in striking, you will immediately run away and you will never be able to stay."
"What are you afraid of? Just those guys, we can run faster than them on turtles."
The Clay cavalry captain did not speak. In his heart, he also looked down on the army of Thunder God Fortress. Seeing that his leader acquiesced to his proposal, the Clay cavalry laughed one after another. They seemed to see wine in front of their eyes. and barbecue,
Not far away, the Clay tribe's camp was clearly visible. The fast-running Clay tribe cavalry accelerated their advance. When these Clay tribe cavalry were still dozens of meters away from the camp, they suddenly Hundreds of short spears flew out from the camp, and the cavalry captain who was running at the front was shocked. He pulled the reins of his horse with all his strength, making his own war horse stand up, blocking several short spears flying towards him, but These short spears were so powerful that they actually penetrated the horses and stabbed into the belly of the Clay cavalry captain.
With a scream, the Clay cavalry captain fell to the ground together with his horse. The Clay cavalry captain endured the pain and struggled to stand up. He saw beside him, lying down and falling from the horse. There were dozens of corpses, and when he looked at his camp, he saw nearly a thousand green-skinned orc warriors with their upper bodies exposed.
The Clay cavalry captain was shocked. He didn't know how these orcs appeared here, but he also knew that the tribesmen he left in the camp would definitely not be alive, so he shouted: "Leave me alone, everyone." Retreat immediately." As soon as he finished speaking, a large black army appeared from the distant horizon, including Alexandra, the leader of the Black Hawk Clan, Anascista, the leader of the Wild Leopard Clan, and Ignati Woods, the leader of the Serpent Clan. They led their tribesmen to surround them from three directions: south, west and north.
The Clay cavalry captain's heart sank. He once again said to his subordinates who were still hesitant: "Quick, go east, this is an order." A Clay cavalry ignored his captain's strict order and ran away on horseback. They came over and forcibly pulled their captain onto the horse with their hands. The wound of the Clay cavalry captain's blood flowed even more after this.
"Quick, hurry up, before they are surrounded." Before the Clay cavalry captain finished speaking, he saw more than 10,000 orc warriors riding wargs surrounding them from the east.
"It's over." The Clay cavalry captain made a sad voice. When the Clay cavalry just attacked the Thunder God Fortress army, they didn't have many arrows left. After six hours of running, their horsepower was also very high. Now was the time when he needed to rest and replenish, but he was too careless and was surrounded by a superior army of more than 100,000 orcs. He knew that it was impossible for his group to escape anymore.