Chapter 58: Miracle (4)

Captain Hank thinks today's experience is bizarre enough.
He first encountered a group of bandits like unreasonable scouts, and was dragged down by the other party to chase the fierce wolf cavalry. Then he met a scout captain with a crazy mind, and thought of going to attack a wolf cavalry camp with more than twice the number ...
But now, when he saw the captain stepping towards the orc camp, he just felt that today's "strange experience" might have a more weird twist ...
I felt uncomfortable waiting in the night. When thinking of the 33 orcs and forty-two wolves in the camp more than 100 meters away, Hank felt his legs become weak for a while.
It wasn't that he hadn't thought of running away, but the scene of the scouring of Coroland Village dare to face the orc, but it made him have inconsistent emotions-if Roddy said, "We can't fight today, we will withdraw first", Hank will certainly It was the first guy to turn away from here. But Roddy rushed up as the captain for the first time, and even if Hank wanted to run, the kind of shame that couldn't be restrained in his heart made him unable to move.
No matter how timid, Hank is still a Karen Kingdom's people. Although he is afraid of orcs, it does not mean that he does not want to kill these orcs-his comrades were killed by these orcs, and the entire team is left Escaped by myself. Such an experience has brought people, in addition to fear, boundless hatred.
Although he couldn't bear the idea of ​​revenge, there were still some illusions in his heart—maybe these lunatics who are not afraid of death ... can really kill a few orcs?
If they were all sacrificed violently, would you go back and tell others what they did?
After a long struggle in his heart, Hank finally clenched his teeth and decided: Even if he was scolded by a coward, he would have to spread these scouts' heroic dedication to all corners of the kingdom.
Even if he admits that he is a coward, he has to do it.
After making such a decision, he felt quite excited about this wish. However, after thinking about this in the grass for more than two hours, when he couldn't help raising his head, he found that the camp in the distance was still quiet. It seemed that the sneak attack had not yet begun.
These guys ... wouldn't you just throw yourself here and slip away?
Glancing at the bonfire in front of the orc's camp, he saw the frightening pack of wolves-and for that he shrank his head and held his breath involuntarily. It took a long time to have the courage to look up again, and when he wondered what tactics the guy named Rody had arranged, the captain's indifferent step appeared suddenly in his vision.
Hit him-did he go there?
踉跄 A distant orc was chopping and feeding in front of the wolf, and Captain Roddy went straight to the other side, and then ... said something.
This scene really shocked Hank-he was stunned, and the first thought that rose in his mind was "Did these scouts collude with the orcs?"
The second thought had not yet appeared, and the passing knife light in the distance cut off all his thoughts.
The subsequent scene made Hank completely dumbfounded-Roddy bent down and began to drag away the orc's body, and began to smash the corpse to feed the wolf with a knife, and calmly led the wolf group away ...
After holding it for less than a minute, Hank finally couldn't bear the impact of the situation in front of him. "Wow" spit out, but then he covered his mouth fiercely. He closed his eyes and tried not to think about the scene he just saw, but the silhouette of the wielding machete took root in his mind as if it was imprinted—
I'm terrible, it's not a ...
With his stomach tumbling down, Hank felt that he had almost no energy to stand up. When he looked up again, he found Captain Roddy stepping back to the camp.
As the wolves left, it seemed that three orcs patrolling in the distance noticed something strange, now they were looking into the neck and looking in the dark, looking for those wolves led by Roddy-and it was not far to go out here Roddy stopped at this point.
He immediately took off the corner bow on his back and pulled out an arrow in the quiver.
Hank thought he would see Roddy shoot the opponent directly next time, but who thought that the scout captain opened his throat and yelled a weird word into the distance-it sounds like the orcs language.
Suddenly, the three men stopped in the distance, then walked towards Roddy while responding to something, and it seemed that they regarded Roddy as their companion.
Hank swallowed, and he saw Captain Roddy just standing there waiting for the other party to come, as if he was not afraid of the other party finding himself—that is, when the two parties were less than thirty meters away, Rodiner The arm holding the arrow suddenly moved.
Hank lying in the grass could not hear the bowstrings. He could only see Roddy's arm pulling the bowstrings three times quickly, and when his eyes turned to the other side, the three orcs were kneeling with their throats almost simultaneously On the ground, he immediately fell to the ground.
There was no sound in this scene, everything in front of me was almost mime. Hank rubbed his eyes hard, only feeling in his mind that all this seemed to be an illusory dream, and he never woke up.
In my gaze, the still indifferent figure was walking to the orc's body, bending down and pulling the arrow out of the opponent's throat.
Hank breathed heavily, struggling to pinch his cheeks, but found that there was no effect other than pain to make himself more awake ... So he began to convince himself to calm down-that guy in the distance may be really a capable person Scout captain, and he must hide next, then cooperate with teammates ...
As soon as this idea appeared, he saw a hundred meters away, and Roddy walked straight into the center of the camp, bending down to pick up firewood in front of the campfire and throw it out to set the tent on fire ...
"Crazy ... crazy ..."
Hank felt like he was punched, and felt that his entire face was cramping, because he found that until now ... he had never guessed the captain's intention even once.
It took more than ten seconds for the shout to sound in the camp. Some orcs noticed the fire and yelled out of the tent-and just as he lifted the curtain, an arrow shot through him without warning. Head ...
His expression of horror was too late to appear, and the still rushing body ran out several steps and fell to the ground directly. After a few twitches, there was no movement.
Roddy was standing right next to the bonfire, holding the horn bow in his hand. When the tent appeared, he shot at it with an arrow. His posture was too leisurely ... Hank who saw everything in the distance never I thought that someone could be calm in this situation!
If the orcs were throwing arrows in various poses, Hank would really think that Roddy was standing on the school ground to practice shooting!
The shouts were extremely turbulent, and the orcs didn't even understand what was happening. The five orcs who first reacted were, without exception, killed immediately after they got out of the camp. After a while, I discovered that the original figure was standing by the campfire!
There were more and more orcs emerging from the tent, and Roddy's shaking his right arm was almost a ghost. Hank was numb and accepted the incredible scene in front of him. The only idea was: "Does this guy want a person Slaughter the entire camp? "
Naturally, such an idea is unrealistic.
兽 The orcs finally reacted, screaming around Rodi. There were originally thirty-three orcs. At this time, eight people were shot and killed by Roddy directly. But when he saw the enemies who rushed to himself and gave up the fire, the scout captain raised his horn bow and headed towards the sky. A firing arrow was fired, and the angle bow was thrown away.
"Hard to die ..."
As an onlooker, Hank was naturally able to see Roddy's situation clearly. The orcs who surrounded him around him had already surrounded Roddy, and it seemed to be drowning immediately. But at the blink of an eye, Hank's vision But suddenly lost the captain's trace completely!
Roddy disappeared.
Then Hank's mouth opened wide and he looked at the distance when he didn't know what to say. Then suddenly the sound of horseshoes came through ... At this time, he broke through the dark curtain of the night and burst out from the shadows!
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科 When Xhosa was awakened by the noise outside the tent, the dizziness caused by drinking wine had not receded.
Unconscious, he opened his eyes and stared for three or four seconds before he gradually remembered that he was not in the tribal territory of the Rohar's Hammer, but in the border of the Karen Kingdom.
When confirming such facts in my heart, the sound outside the camp account seemed harsh-although I don't know what time it is now, such noise is obviously abnormal.
Isn't it possible for someone to attack?
In my heart, I thought of this possibility for the first time ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Korsa felt that the wound on the back was inexplicably painful. The outbreak of a human attack on his outpost more than a month ago emerged, and the ominous foreboding immediately made him inexplicably alert.
Quickly plucking the machete, Xosa rushed out of the tent with a breathless breath. In the dark, the shadowy subordinates were waving their weapons towards the bonfire, and there were actually seven or eight dead bodies on the ground. With a stun in his heart, he shouted, "What's going on?"
I received a response, but it was a sudden hoof sound from the other side of the camp--
The heart seemed to stop suddenly for a moment. When he reacted to what it meant, the thrill and courage remaining in his mind disappeared instantly due to the rising fear.
"There is an enemy! It is a cavalry! Hurry up!"
He loudly warned his subordinates in front of the campfire, but the war horse came too fast, and Xhosa, with poor eyesight in the dark, felt that the war horses appearing side by side seemed to appear from the void. When the dozen orcs before the campfire were When they turned their heads and shoved each other trying to escape, the swift knights rushed forward.
"damn it…"
Because Koussa was standing beside the tent, he was completely in a stand-by position at this time. However, such an angle made him more clearly see how the subordinate who was once proud of himself was crushed by human beings ...
On the one hand, there are ten or one hundred mile picks in the tribe. On the other hand, there are only seven or eight human knights. It sounds as if they are equivalent in strength. Blind men are like straw under a sickle ... no resistance.