Thunder rolls by, and the gloomy rain clouds press down on the top of the head, and the oppressive feeling makes it difficult to breathe. It was clearly morning, but the sky was as dark as evening. The surroundings were muddy, and the sound of raindrops hitting the green grass echoed in my ears, monotonous and boring.
Ruge was trying to untie the dry ration bag tied on the horse at this time, but he felt more and more depressed because of a dead knot.
Stretching out his hand to wipe his face covered with rain, he frowned, took a deep breath, and then suddenly pulled out the knife and cut the rope with a "swipe"—this action seemed to vent the inexplicable irritability in his heart, slowly After heaving a sigh of relief, he took out the jerky and chewed it, then slowly closed his eyes, trying to calm down the chaotic emotions in his heart.
It had been four hours since the morning's incident. After the scout team escaped from the chasing range of the wolf cavalry, they were led by Rody to detour to find the horses and luggage. After moving several times, they found such a hidden place and set up a simple camp.
The rain was falling, and the soldiers were recovering their strength in the tent. After giving the order to "rest in place and wait for orders", Rody walked into the tent alone, and he has not given any other orders until now. At this time, Ruge returned to his tent and sat dully. After eating the jerky, he began to unconsciously wipe his saber in his hand.
To be honest, although what happened in the morning was an embarrassing "escape", but there were no casualties and the results of their previous battles, but the morale of the team at this time is not too low... I always feel unhappy , but Ruge desperately wanted to fight with those orcs with real knives and guns at this time, even if he died in battle, he would be willing.
As a veteran of the war, Ruger has many stories that he has never mentioned, because it will make him feel indescribable fear and suffering in his heart-after so many years, I thought I would forget those pictures, but today After escaping, he found that what flashed before his eyes were those images that he had tried to forget for a long time...
The chaotic sound of horseshoes, the muffled sound of wolf cavalry running, the panic of scouts—more than ten years ago, Ruge also encountered orcs chasing and killing him on this grassland... At that time, he was also running desperately, but beside him However, one by one, the soldiers were thrown into the nets, and those familiar comrades were brutally killed by those orcs. In the end, he was the only one left to escape.
Don't run away...don't run away...don't run away...
We have killed more than 300 orcs. We have done enough. Now that we are hunted down and no one is dead, what can we do if we leave
Can't escape! If I continue to escape... I'm afraid I won't be able to hold this sword tightly anymore.
Two completely different voices echoed in his heart, Ruger pursed his lips and stared forward, the hand holding the hilt of the sword was a little pale—to be honest, he really didn't want to end this supposedly smooth operation just like this while fleeing .
The faces of those old comrades flashed in his mind again. Ruger closed his eyes, took a deep breath, got up suddenly, and walked towards Rody's tent in the heavy rain...
But within a few steps, he saw Suo Deluoer and Carter who were also standing in the rain—the three looked at each other a few times, and in the end they did not ask each other in tacit understanding, but walked towards the place that belonged to Rody together. , Always quiet tent.
They thought they would see Rody's anxious face waiting for a decision, but when they lifted the curtain of Rody's tent, they were all a little dazed by the scene in front of them.
Rody, who was wearing a single shirt in front of him, was sitting cross-legged on the ground, and the parchment with the map was thrown in front of him—the light from the ring on his hand illuminated the paper that had been wet by rain, but Rody's gaze But he didn't put it on it, instead he closed his eyes, his fingers were beating his knees regularly, humming lyrics that others couldn't understand:
"I love you deeply
you love a fool
idiot but don't love you
You're more idiot than idiot..."
The Chinese lyrics naturally didn't understand the meaning to the ears of Suo Deluoer and others, but they all seemed to hear some leisurely and excessive emotions in the lyrics. Cooperating with Luo Di's expression and posture at this time, the three of them unexpectedly For a while, there was a weird illusion that it was not me who was hunted down in the morning, but the wolf cavalry...
Could it be that Roddy was stimulated
"Commander, we..."
Carter was the first to speak to break the silence, but before he finished speaking, he saw Rody raise his hand and made a stop gesture.
The fingers beating his knees suddenly stopped, and when his eyes opened, Rody's aura seemed to have undergone an inexplicable change—
"Carter, listen."
Strange tone, strange look, for Sodlore, Carter and Ruger, Roddy's appearance at this time is something they have never seen before... The usual indifferent conversation and laughter, the seriousness of the command, the victory The encouragement at the end made them think that they were already familiar with this powerful commander, but now, they suddenly felt an invisible pressure—they found that they had never really seen Roddy clearly.
"yes!"
Carter swallowed, and Rody in front of him didn't look much different from usual, but there was a bit of indescribable oppression in his eyes. Speaking of which, it was a kind of neurotic like a madman.
"We were ambushed today, and morale was a bit low. We all saw it, but this won't work - the will of the soldiers can't be broken. We killed more than 300 people from the other side before, but we can't be frightened because we were chased by the other side for a few kilometers. Courage, that. Do you understand?"
The words that seemed to be talking to themselves made the three of them a little nervous—this was a strange Roddy, his words were no longer as indifferent as before, but they were full of madness and confidence.
"You, go out now and tell them that the seventy-odd wolf cavalry are not invincible. We don't have to be afraid of them, we can win. Win, do you understand? Just like what we did before, like Just like the more than 300 orcs killed by us, we have done that kind of thing, and we can do it in the future. So go out now, talk to them one by one, tell them these things, and play your role, understand?"
"Yes... yes! Understood!"
Carter only hesitated for a moment before he chose to believe Roddy, turned around and left the tent, and disappeared into the rain.
Turning his eyes to the two captains in front of him, Rody continued to order in that unquestionable tone: "Sodelor, Luge, bring everyone together in an hour."
He stretched out his hand to pick up the map that was already unusable due to water damage, his eyes rested on the only dry word "Death Swamp" on it, then he took a breath, gently tore the parchment into pieces, and sprinkled it on above the ground—
"Throw away all the useless baggage, take off the armor, throw away the weapons... We will counterattack the Cossack village."
Amidst the rumbling thunder, Soderol and Luge, who were stunned, received such a "combat order" that they couldn't understand at all just four hours after their escape.
...
After noon, the rain in the Cossack village gradually stopped.
The atmosphere in the village seemed a little dull at this moment. The soldiers who originally lived here were working overtime to slaughter the cattle and sheep used for food storage, and the consumption of such a large amount of fresh meat was just to allow the huge appetite of the wargs and wolf cavalry to have a second full meal .
From here, we can see the "preciousness" of the wolf cavalry unit. Training a qualified wolf cavalry is still second. The meat that these wolfs eat every day is already more expensive than the grass-eating war horses. How many.
Looking at the sky where the rain was gradually subsiding, the Sarota witch doctor's face looked particularly gloomy at the moment—the plan that he was determined to win today failed in the end, and the anger in his heart was naturally unavoidable. "Group bloodthirsty" is a powerful auxiliary witchcraft that Sarotar often uses in tribal wars in peacetime. In all the battles that have taken place in the past five years, this range of witchcraft made the orcs of "Rohal's Hammer" He was almost invincible, but now this spell failed to allow the wolf cavalry to stop the group of damned humans, which made him feel strongly frustrated.
He knew the shortcomings of the wolf cavalry, so he set up an ambush, but he never thought that the opponent would see through the ambush in advance and retreat decisively—if the opponent slowed down by even one step. I am afraid that in the end, it will never be as fruitless as it is now.
But to be annoyed, Sarota decided to let the soldiers go home after a full meal. He didn't expect the group of humans to return here with a fever. So looking at the sky where it was no longer raining, he felt that it was almost time to leave.
"Zoro, you go the other way and go directly to inform Chief Rohar of what happened here today. I will return to the village and wait for you to come back with the chief's new order at night."
Picking up the cane, Sarota arranged tasks for the students beside him. The conflict with the "Bloodspear" tribe can be big or small. With the news from his own side, it is estimated that Chief Rohar will not fight against Chief Sark all at once. Just as he was thinking this way, he saw Sauron showing his face with a hesitant look—
"Teacher. But—"
"I know you are unwilling, and so am I. The cunning of those humans is beyond imagination, but they have no strength after all. I thought they would be real warriors, huh...but I didn't expect that these humans would only be like They are like rats, this failure should be blamed on me. If they rushed with the team at that time, they would definitely not be able to escape—but Sauron, you also understand that my complaint is just for you, the real one A warrior will only prove his strength with actions."
Sarota did not make excuses for his failure, Sauron gritted his teeth, finally nodded heavily, and said: "If I find a chance, I will definitely chop off their heads and dedicate them to the teacher!"
"Oh. It should be dedicated to Chief Rohar, not me."
Having said that, Sarota's gaze was quite satisfied. He waved his hand, indicating that Sauron could leave, and the latter immediately turned around and left, riding a wolf and running towards the center of the tribe first.
But Sarota didn't know that when his student Sauron left the village, the previous respectful and calm expression gradually disappeared, replaced by some lingering fear and tension.