Chapter 232 Wolf Riding Howling Moon

"The enemy has wolf cavalry! We need parapets!" Roland said suddenly. He had once fought with wolf cavalry in Lonely Mountain. He knew that wolf cavalry did not rely on fierce impact to break through the enemy's formation, but relied on its excellent bounce. force and mobility in guerrilla warfare.

"The maneuverability of the wolf riders is too strong! We don't have a knighthood! We can't hedge against them. The bad news is that the complex woodland allows the wargs to perform better!" Roland said to Balin.

"Sharpen the logs and stand them in the camp! Stand more. These logs can stop the wolf cavalry from leaping over our defense line." Balin immediately offered his advice. Dwarves and orcs have been dealing with each other for more than a day or two, so they naturally know how to deal with them. Old rival.

"Okay, I'll order the soldiers to do it now!" Roland nodded.

"The situation is not good. We are not afraid of the orc infantry. At least our thousands of iron cans are enough to deal with them, but the wolf cavalry is in trouble!" Ormsk immediately frowned and came forward.

"If it doesn't work, go and contain them!" Roland gritted his teeth and said, this time he would not talk about martial ethics! A level six hero is enough to keep a group of wolf knights at bay.

"Then for your safety... we do not rule out the possibility of the existence of the Ring Spirit!" Ormsk said anxiously.

"Caslow will take care of all this! I leave the wolf riding to you!" Roland ordered without any doubt.

"Then take care of yourself!" Ormsk bowed and turned to leave.

"Your Highness, you are in danger!" Kaslo said worriedly.

"If no one cares about those bastards, my soldiers will be in more danger! Although they are unable to fight against the regular human cavalry, to the infantry, they are still cavalry! Their spears are still deadly!" Roland grabbed Caslo's shoulder and gave it a Word after word.

Orcs have their own smelting technology. The spears thrown by these guys are not like the spears thrown by trolls, which are powerful and heavy but have no lethality. Their attacks are definitely not loud like thunder and light like raindrops! Not to mention that the wolf cavalry are good at shooting! Their horn bows are equally difficult to deal with!

"Move! Dig more pits! The stakes there should be inserted more densely!" Roland ordered anxiously.

"They are coming for me!" Roland looked north through the dense forest.

"Come on! Let them see the anger of the people of Lagrand!" Roland put on his visor, pulled out the Dragon-Slaying Sword, set up a shield and came to the front line.

"My people! Brothers! Warriors! Open your eyes! The night is coming! The orcs are about to invade! They come for me! Their target is the king's banner! It is the head on my neck under the king's banner. ! Let us use the swords in our hands to tell them that we are still the Lagrand army that goes upstream under the lonely mountain! We are still the light of the north! Fight for humanity!" Roland shouted at the top of his lungs.

"For the King! Fight!"

"Fight for you!"

"Long live Raglan!"

All the Raglan soldiers roared that no one could harm their king before stepping over their bodies!

"Royal Guards! We live in the name of the Royal Family! We die in the name of the Royal Family! If you want to break down the royal flag we protect, step over our corpses first! In the name of the Royal Family! Fight!" Royal Guards Roaring in a low voice, these Lagrand's most elite infantrymen felt extremely furious for the first time! Actually want to break the royal flag they protect? dream! The Raglan Royal Guards will teach them humility with blood and fire!

"Rangers! Go out to investigate! No fighting!" Roland ordered.

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"Sashasha~" The breeze blew the treetops and made a friction sound. At this moment, on an unknown mountain in the Misty Mountains, humans and dwarves relied on simple bunkers and obstacles to wait for the enemy in the night.

"Awwww~" On the top of the mountain in the distance, a majestic figure stood on the cliff and roared to the sky, and the long wolf howl resounded through the mountains...

"Ouch~"

"Oooh~ow!"

One after another, figures emerged in the moonlight, and they surveyed the distant coalition positions on top of another mountain.

"They are calling the tribesmen!" Balin spat and tightened his grip on the ax handle.

"Wolf Rider Xiaoyue! It seems there are quite a few of these Wolf Riders... Ormsk, can you stop them?" Roland asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, Your Highness! They can't get through it!" Ormsk nodded to comfort Roland.

"All rangers, follow me! You are responsible for sniping the wolf riders from a distance, and I will stop them head-on!" Ormsk said fiercely.

"Understood!" Figures holding long bows climbed over the parapet and left.

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"Human breath?" A pioneer wolf rider stopped suddenly. He raised his fist and clenched it. The riders behind him slowed down.

"What's wrong?" A wolf cavalryman controlled the warg and came to him and asked.

"It smells like human beings, it's very dangerous!" the wolf cavalry warned.

"Humans are still on that mountain! They are still far away from here!" The other wolf cavalry said indifferently.

"Be careful of ambush! This group of humans is not simple! They defeated the human legion of Azog and Bolg! They faced our army and advanced fiercely in front of the lonely mountain! I will never forget the golden giant painted on the Dragon's flag!" the leading wolf cavalry captain said coldly as he touched the bone-deep scar on his forehead.

"Let's go over there! See if there are any enemy ambush nearby!" The wolf cavalry captain was obviously very experienced, and all the wargs immediately lowered their bodies and stepped lightly...

"Are you quite cautious?" Ormsk laughed dumbly and shook his head helplessly. Within the scope of his perception, these ordinary wolf cavalry were as bright as light bulbs in the dark night.

"Sir, what should we do? Do we want to shoot them?" Several ranger captains beside them showed bloodthirsty smiles.

"No, no, no! This will alert the snake! Let's sneak over and kill them! Don't give them a chance to alert!" A cold light flashed in Ormsk's eyes. Although the orcs' spellcasters are very slow, simple signal missiles can still do it. If a Wolf Cavalry vanguard like this comes out, Ormsk himself wouldn't believe it if he didn't have a few signal missiles. If a signal is sent to these wolf cavalry, then the orc army will know that there is an ambush here. Maybe the wolf cavalry army that he has been waiting for will bypass this place and instead usher in a cheap orc attack. Infantry piled up.

"There are too many of them! There are seven teams! Each team has 5 people! Keep them close! Remember to use other skills! Let's fight quickly and don't expose our existence!" Ormsk explained in a low voice .

If you look at it from a God's perspective at this moment, a hundred Lordaeron rangers, led by Ormsk, quietly moved closer to the wolf cavalry who were scattered for reconnaissance.

Under the bright moonlight, in the treetops invisible to the wolf cavalry, sharp scimitars and long bows stretched to the full moon were pointed at the wolf cavalry.

Ormsk blended into the night like a ghost. With a few leaps and bounds on his toes, he arrived behind the last wolf cavalry. The sharp sword shone with a temperatureless luster in the moonlight.

"Tsk!" Ormsk quickly slit the wolf cavalry's throat with a tiger pounce and then chopped off the wolf's head.