In the field of vision, the wolf cavalry who was waving and throwing the net suddenly disappeared.
Sa Luota's expression was extremely stunned at this moment. He even suspected that he was hallucinating, because the team was scattered at this time, and the distance between each other was more than four or five meters, so the vacancy that appeared after the orc disappeared suddenly was particularly obvious. .
What about people
Sarota felt that he seemed to have encountered several unimaginable things in succession today, and couldn't help being a little dazed.
And while he was thinking, another wolf cavalry fell down not far from him—no arrows, no attack. After looking carefully, the corner of Sarota's mouth twitched and found that this tribal warrior was kicked by a wolf. Takong completely fell into the puddle more than half a meter deep!
Puddle...
Suddenly a bright light flashed across his mind, he suddenly raised his head, and immediately understood the reason in his heart - his team was unknowingly led into the swamp area by those humans!
There are many differences between the swamp area and the grassland. The most important thing is that there are various traps that are difficult to detect. After continuous heavy rain, the place is full of ash pits of different depths. But it is more than one meter or even several meters, and there are even ponds more than ten meters deep!
For the orcs, such an area is extremely dangerous, because during the high-speed running, no one can realize how deep the seemingly small puddle in front of them is. If you can't avoid it and step in, if you're lucky, you may be able to walk through it directly. If you're not lucky, it's what happened to those orcs just now.
After thinking about this, Sarotta immediately understood the cunning intentions of these humans.
"Gather the team! Follow them!"
Seeing the skilful gestures of those humans shuttled through these puddles in a long line, although Sarota didn't understand how they accurately found a path that could travel quickly, he immediately made the only suitable countermeasure.
It's just that unavoidable things are still happening...Because the team was too scattered before, when the wolf cavalry team trying to regroup at this time finally carried out Sarota's order, more than fifteen people fell down in various postures. Into this puddle, completely out of the team.
It was supposed to be the result of directly chasing up and hacking the opponent to death, but at this time there was a side effect—Saluota became a little anxious, because he knew that the effect of the "Bloodlust" was only about 20 seconds left, but the team The current speed has slowed down a little due to the crowding... What made Sa Luota even more unbearable was that the human with a short bow in front seemed to have sensed the flaw that they couldn't fight back, and turned around and shot an arrow directly through Charge to the chest of the frontmost orc!
The wolf cavalry who had no time to dodge was directly knocked back by the huge force of the horned bow, and fell to the ground at the same time, it was directly trampled into meat paste by the wolf following closely behind!
In order to dodge him, several wolf cavalrymen fell into an unrecognizable puddle next to them because they deviated from this route, and fell down in a hurry.
It's messed up, totally messed up.
Chased and couldn't catch up, scattered and couldn't disperse, couldn't fight... Sa Luota was annoyed at first, but then he felt a chill for no reason. Only then did he realize that he seemed to have been calculated by the other party from the beginning to the end — Just chasing, more than 70 wolf cavalry have lost more than 20 people by this time, and the human being in the back is still shooting arrows, almost killing them!
In such a situation, Sarota only felt a sincere sense of powerlessness because he had no long-range attack skills.
However, what surprised him even more was behind. Just as the team drew closer, the human team in front suddenly started to turn left. Because the team was long and narrow, the orcs chasing behind immediately sensed their intentions, and each of them made a move. Preparing to turn left.
But just when they were leaning over and preparing to let the wolf turn to the left, the guy at the end of the scout team suddenly left the team alone, and suddenly ran to the right in the opposite direction!
This situation caught the orcs by surprise. Seeing this situation, Sarota immediately understood that the other party had deliberately created multiple-choice questions to make him hesitate. While secretly scolding the other party for being cunning, he was also unambiguous, and immediately made a decision—
"Don't look back if you rush over, follow me and kill that archery guy!"
Taking advantage of the bloodthirsty technique with about ten seconds left, Sarota couldn't believe that his troops had nothing to do with these guys who didn't even bring weapons!
His prestige and dominance are undoubtedly evident at this moment, and the wolf cavalry immediately executed his order in unison—more than forty wolf cavalry who had already chased in front continued to chase the human scouts, while Rody followed behind Sarota and the remaining eight orcs.
It seemed as if a rushing stream of water was suddenly divided into two, one was twenty-nine scouts and more than forty wolf cavalry, and the other was Rody, Sarota and eight orcs behind him...
"It's about to start..."
Soderol, who was rushing to the forefront, turned his head and whispered. He saw the figure of Rody in the distance gradually disappearing into the mist rising from the depths of the swamp. What Rody had just taught him in the morning was in his mind. The knowledge he had and the route he had memorized desperately—he knew very well that it was almost entirely up to him how to deal with the forty or so wolf cavalry behind him.
The panting sound of the war horses from running for a long time echoed all around, and the faces of the soldiers were tense. Although they understood that this was a plan that had been made in advance, the uneasiness in their hearts was unavoidable.
"Keep up! Don't fall behind!"
Soderol's reminder made them look ahead seriously—speaking of which, most of the soldiers didn't see anything else in front of them, only the backs of their teammates swaying up and down. Let them not forget that this is a cruel battle between life and death.
At this time, no one dared to look around. The whole team seemed to be cohesive at this moment, and they quickly passed through the swamp full of traps. The leader Soderol kept adjusting his direction, looking at the unrecognizable pattern in front of him. Puddles of water, desperately recalling what Rody said in the morning in his mind, and loudly issued orders one after another: "Turn left! Then turn right!"
The twenty-nine scouts stared closely at the backs of their companions in front of them, and started to turn around again like a snake swimming in a swamp.
And within a few seconds, the wolf cavalry who had almost caught up with the scout team suddenly began to slow down significantly—the side effects of the disappearance of the "bloodlust" finally began to appear at this time!
"Go on! Don't stop—don't look back!"
Hearing the sound of the wolf's footsteps gradually getting smaller behind him, Suo Deluoer finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he did not relax his vigilance. He loudly directed the team to shuttle on such a narrow road, and gradually moved the wolf behind him. Orcs throw off...
Even so, the wolf cavalry behind did not give up because they understood. In such a terrain-limited situation, as long as a "small" mistake is taken by the human beings who take risks in front, it will definitely cause serious consequences of losing everything!
What I have to do now is to hang behind these humans and wait to "sit back and reap the benefits" is enough-the wolf cavalry don't believe...the opponent can make no mistakes in such a large swamp!
That is something that the orcs who have lived in the grassland all their lives cannot do.
But I was so looking forward to it in my heart, but the expected situation never happened. The human beings in front of me kept turning left, right, left, and right, and there was no rule to follow. At first, they were running back and forth carefully following the trail of the horses, but because of the slowing down of their speed, they could only watch helplessly as the scout team that was close at hand gradually distanced themselves from them.
When the distance was widened, the wolf cavalry began to find it difficult to recognize the traces of the horseshoes on the ground that was already full of water, and the trajectory of the following began to become blurred—and what made them collapse even more was that the distance between the two sides once again When they pulled away for nearly a hundred meters, the wolf cavalry rushing to the front found that the swampy road in front of them, which was originally full of hoofprints, suddenly became completely unrecognizable due to the appearance of a large shallow water beach!
"To suffer!"
The wolf cavalry rushing to the front just had this idea, the wolf under him stepped into the air, and the whole person plunged into the water uncontrollably. In the pit!
Immediately, the sound of "crackling" sounded one after another. Because the wolf cavalry went the wrong way, they almost fell into the mud like a small pond, and then the wolf cavalry who escaped wanted to slow down, but they also inevitably entered. In this swamp with no way out, the wolf's paws inevitably got stuck in the mud.
In the end, only sixteen wolf cavalry were lucky enough to step on the relatively solid sand and stopped. When they looked around, they found that the remaining twenty-four teammates had all fallen into the puddle, and fell into the mud one by one. The sand cannot move.
Some orcs jumped off their mounts and tried to drag the warg out, but found that their legs were also trapped in the mud.
An orc crawled desperately out of the puddle, perhaps because there were few ponds or water sources in the orc kingdom, and most of them couldn't swim. Even a waist-deep puddle produced an inexplicable sense of fear. Fortunately, the natural strength helped a lot. After struggling for a long time with the machete, he finally found a shoal. The orc, who drank several mouthfuls of swamp water, was about to use his strength to get up, but his face suddenly changed.
"There's something down there! What's this—what the hell is this thing!?"
He kicked his legs desperately, but he couldn't move his body to the shoal that was close in front of him. There was undisguised panic and fear in his shout, and then it turned into a scream of pain.
"Damn it! What is this?"
He desperately swung the scimitar in his hand towards his body, but he couldn't see what made him so frightened in the muddy water, and an orc beside him got out of the mud, crawled over and stretched out his hand to pull him away. When he came over, the struggling guy suddenly let out a cry of pain, and then his whole body was dragged into the water without any warning!
Gululu's bubbles rose, and the orc next to him froze in place. His outstretched palm was hanging in the air, but the companion from just now could no longer be found.
"What the hell is going on—"
Not far away, an orc with his legs stuck in the mud wanted to speak, but his body trembled suddenly, and then he fell into a not-so-deep puddle in horror, screaming and being dragged down.
The six orcs standing there were already dumbfounded. They tried to help, but found that one after another comrades were dragged in alive by unknown underwater monsters, not even those who had no time to escape. spared!
In less than a minute, all the more than 20 orcs struggling in the pool disappeared without a trace, leaving only 16 standing orcs looking around in vain, too frightened to even move.
"What. What to do?"
One of the orcs stared stiffly at the swamp that didn't even have any blood on it. The fear in his heart had reached the extreme, and even his legs were trembling slightly.
"The way we came. We go back the way we came—"
Before they could finish speaking, a sound of horseshoes abruptly interrupted their conversation. From a distance, they seemed to hear a human being shouting something—when they raised their heads, what they saw in their eyes was a mass of shooting fire. arrows.