Vol 6 Chapter 73: Prairie (5)

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General Jonas looked at the corpse with a blue face. He had sent enough scouts to guard around, but the Clay cavalry still attacked himself. What Jonas most wanted at the moment was to put those responsible for vigilance. The scouts were all hanged.
The sound of horseshoes attracted everyone's attention, but after seeing this as a guard of Jonas, the soldiers on the battlefield continued to be busy again. Jonas's guard came running from a distance. He came to Jonas and jumped down and said aloud: "General, we found the scout."
Jonas said fiercely, "What about people? I'm going to hang him! I actually let 5000 Clay cavalry break through the cordon and caused such a huge loss." Jonas couldn't help but scolded him. The guard Wei Wei Nuo stood aside, daring not to speak anymore, lest he be angered by Jonas.
Ryan patted Jonas' shoulder lightly. The latter turned his head angrily and was about to have an attack, but when it was Ryan, he forced it back. "General Jonas," Lane's tone was plain, but everyone around him heard anger from the plain tone: "Listen to him first."
"Continue!" Jonas took a deep breath and controlled his emotions. "I really want to know what these scouts are doing!"
"General, this is the case," the guard said very slowly, as if pondering the sentence in his heart: "The few of us ran about a few kilometers and saw the captain of the scout, him, his body."
"what?"
"General, the Clay cavalry came from the west, and all the scouts we released to the west side were killed. The captain of the scout had dozens of arrows. We knew his identity from the nameplate on him."
Jonas closed his eyes slowly, yeah, at the speed of the Clay cavalry and his familiarity with the grassland, he could hide it in advance, and then suddenly kill it. After all, his own scout was temporarily taken out. Of course, the orcs without cavalry are more than enough, but once they encounter the Clan cavalry, they are killed in the post.
Ryan shook his head slightly. In the sneak attack of the Clare clan just now, his magic couldn't hit that far. After all, it was only level 3 magic, and the general range was 30 to 50 meters. Increasing the range of the spell, it is impossible to exceed 100 meters at most, and the casting speed is more than 1 minute, it can be said that there is no actual combat use.
The higher the magic level, the greater the relative power, and generally the greater the range. For example, an 8-level magical flame storm can attack within a few hundred meters. If the range is too short, would n’t it involve itself? The legendary magic spell prohibition, which covers an area of ​​a few kilometers at a time, has reached a terrible number of natural range, otherwise the first unlucky magician is the spellcaster.
It is precisely because of this factor that Ryan is helpless in the face of the Clay cavalry who maintains an attack distance of 300 meters. After all, he now only has a few level 3 attack magic. His superior strength is based on the extremely fast casting speed and magic. There are quite a lot of these two points. Within the attack distance of tens of meters, even the magician has to headache Ryan's multiple casts. However, once the enemy can shoot a few hundred meters away, Ryan can only consider how to protect himself.
"Head, come on!" This is Colin's voice.
Hearing Colin calling himself, Lane quickly walked over and saw Colin, Thomas and others around, and there was a person lying in the middle. Seeing Ryan came over, Colin and they separated, and at a glance Ryan saw Bart lying there.
"Bart?" Ryan crouched down while calling Bart's name, but Bart just blinked his eyelids, but his body didn't respond at all. Colin next to him said in a heavy voice: "He, no good."
Ryan's heart was sour, and the scenes since Bart met quickly passed through Ryan's mind.
"Hello, my name is Bart!" A 21-year-old or two-year-old childish soldier smiled and greeted Ryan: "I will be your guide while you are in the Thor's Fortress."
"Wow! It turns out that you are a magician! It's great. Actually I also want to be a magician, but unfortunately I don't have a chance."
"Hee hee, this ring is a pair. I gave one to Jossa. When I ran these green-skinned guys, I would go back to the imperial capital and marry Joshua as my wife."
Ryan's eyes were blurred. He vaguely saw Bart's eyes desperately looking at his left hand. Ryan wiped his wet eye socket with his sleeve and looked down Bart's eyes, but saw Bart's left hand. On the top, the rough ring was worth only 20 silver coins.
Ryan nodded toward Bar, and he fully understood Bart's mood at the moment. Ryan whispered, "You can rest assured that we will take good care of Jossa." After that, Ryan took off the ring from Bart, and Bart's mouth showed a smile, his head tilted, and his eyes closed slowly.
Ryan raised his head slightly, trying to restrain the moisture in his eyes. Bart's chest was hit with two arrows, and he was not saved. He can persist until now, maybe he can't let go of the girl he loves most. It's really regrettable to say that it has reached the edge of the imperial capital, but at this last step, Bart can never go back.
Although Ryan and Bart haven't known each other for a long time, he regarded him as his good friend. This is also the first time that the friends around Ryan have lost their lives. Even in the face of the evil lich, the undead King Alexander, or thousands of orcs, Ryan did n’t feel as powerless as he is now. For the first time, he found that his magical power could not protect his companions. This feeling of frustration made Ryan very uncomfortable.
Ryan picked up a handful of dirt and gently covered Bart's face, and Colin and they all scooped up the dirt and buried it. Since more than 5,000 people were lost in the attack this time, it is impossible to take the dead bodies of the soldiers who were killed to death and they can only be buried on the spot.
Soon, Bart was sleeping deep in the ground. Ryan wiped his eyes and said in a decisive voice: "The orcs’ chasers are right behind. The Clay cavalry do n’t know when they will come again. We must go now. All we have suffered today will be summed up tomorrow. Give them back in one stroke! "
The long fleet started again, but now, it takes away endless sorrow.
"Haha! It's so comfortable, we 5000 people are attacked by ten times our enemies, but they can only helpless, this feeling is really comfortable!" Clay cavalry captain shouted loudly, it was him The 5,000 people led led a raid on the convoy of Thor. Now, he has ran to the west with his men for six hours and went straight to his camp.
"Captain, we are in front of the camp. Let's take a good night's rest and move to the west tomorrow!"
"No, Lord Kailimu said that, once he succeeded, he immediately escaped and could never stay!"
"What are you afraid of, just those guys? We all ran faster than them on the turtle!"
The captain of the Clay cavalry did not speak, and in his heart he also looked down upon the army of the Thor fortress. Seeing their leader acquiesced in his proposal, the Clay cavalry laughed, and they seemed to see wine and barbecue before their eyes.
Not far away, the Clay camp was clearly visible, and the Clay cavalry who were running fast accelerated their speed. When these Clay cavalry ran to tens of meters from the camp, suddenly Hundreds of short spears flew out of the camp, and the captain of the cavalry who ran in front was frightened. He desperately pulled the reins of the warhorse and allowed the warhorse men under his hips to stand up, blocking several short spears flying towards him. But these short spears were powerful enough to penetrate the horses, and robbed the belly of the Captain of the Clan cavalry.
Accompanied by a scream, the captain of the Clan cavalry "1wap" and his warhorse fell to the ground together. The captain of the cavalry cavalry captain endured the pain and stood up struggling, seeing himself beside him, lying down Dozens of corpses fell from the horse, and then looked at their camp, but saw nearly a thousand green-skinned orc warriors showing their upper bodies.
The Captain of the Clay Cavalry was shocked. He did n’t know how these orcs appeared here, but he also knew that the clan he stayed in the camp would definitely not have a live mouth, so he shouted: "Do n’t control me, all Immediately retreat! "As soon as the words fell, a large army of black oppression appeared from the distance, the orc Blackhawk clan chief Alexandra, the mad leopard clan chief Anastasta and the giant snake clan chief Ignati Woods He led his own clan to encircle from three directions: south, west and north.
The captain of the Clay cavalry captain sank. He once again said to the subordinates who were still hesitant: "Come on, go east, this is the order!" A Clay cavalry rides a horse regardless of the captain's order Come over and force their captain on the horse by hand, and the captain of the Clay cavalry cauldron has bleed more blood after this.
"Come on, let's go, while they haven't made any encirclement yet." The captain of the Clay cavalry hasn't reached more than 10,000 orc warriors riding a wolf from the east.
"It's over!" The Clan cavalry captain made a sad voice. When the Clan cavalry had just sneaked into the Thor's fortress army, there were not many feather arrows left. After six hours of running, the horsepower consumption was also very large. Now is the time for rest and replenishment, but it was too careless and surrounded by the superior army of orcs with more than 100,000 people. He knew that he, a pedestrian, could no longer escape.