Chapter 203 Battle Trap

The dense orcs all knelt on their knees.

"Ah! Drink, oh, oh, la..." It's like some kind of sacrificial text, and it's like a war song. Simple syllables burst out of the orc's throat and converge into a torrent, becoming more and more exciting.

Most of the orcs clenched the wooden sticks in their hands, and a few held some copper and iron weapons. They raised their weapons above their heads and kept shouting, which was ready to be desperate.

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"Are you all ready?" Zhao Yibiao spoke loudly to the soldiers in the open space outside the checkpoint, which was also the general mobilization before the war.

"If you don't fight to the death, you won't die!" A unified cry suddenly broke out from the crowd.

Ten days after entering Xianfan Pass in the dark night, the soldiers have been ready to fight head-on with the orcs.

Zhao Yibiao patrolled back and forth, observing the expression and state of the soldiers. Finally, he nodded with satisfaction, stretched out his hand to the Fairy Mountain, and ordered, "Let's go!"

One-third of the cavalry is commanded by Wei Wuji.

One-third of the infantry, Wei Wujian led the team.

One-third of the archers are under the command of Li Ying.

It's summer, and the sun is like fire. The 100-meter-wide river under the Xianfan closed skyrocketed, and the reefs that were originally exposed on the surface of the water had disappeared. The water flowed quickly, and it became troublesome to cross the river.

But at this time, the orcs are weak, and the impact on the level is not enough to be fatal. Therefore, the matter of building a bridge has been put on the agenda early, and it has taken shape at present.

The main reefs are hammered into chains and connected one by one. Between the fairy mountain and the level, a foundation of a suspended flying rope was formed. The soldiers can cross the river by stepping on the flying rope.

The horses have been raised in the Immortal Mountain, guarded by Gou Donglai and Gou Xi.

There are more than 300 people, more or less. After being equipped, he flew from the iron cable to the Fairy Mountain in turn.

The night also had a funny thought. On the cliff, he rose up and gently fell on the chain. The chain shook so much that it was almost unstable.

Keep resting under your feet, with the chain as the foothold, with continuous ups and downs. In just a few breaths, more than half of it has passed. Taking advantage of his breath, he quickly accelerated and jumped into the other side.

As soon as he landed, he couldn't help sweating on his forehead.

Stepping on the chain to cross the river is not only a physical job, but also a technical job. If you are not careful, you will fall into the turbulent river.

"Little brother, is it fun?" Jie Tian's voice came, and he walked slowly on the chain, like a leisurely walk.

"It's a little difficult. This is also a test of courage." The night was waiting for the sky to approach, sighing.

"A few days ago, I didn't know how fun it was." Jie Tian showed a look of memories, and the smile on his face kept emerging: "When General Zhao was training soldiers, I took the rice and fished for people everywhere, but I was so busy. People keep falling down on the iron cable, like dumplings.

Jietian explained again with oil and vinegar. The soldier cried, and the soldier was like a soft-footed shrimp. Compared with killing orcs, it is not difficult to cross the river. It's really not easy to practice this unique skill of crossing the river. No wonder these soldiers were not timid at all when they heard that they were going to fight head-on. Instead, they were eager to try.

When everyone gathered, they set out for the orc's hiding place.

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There are three main peaks in the fairy mountain, the largest one in the northwest, which is known as the golden peak in the night. The smallest one in the south is assigned to the Qingyue, which is called Yaoshen Mountain or Baicao Peak. One in the southeast, which is ready to serve as Hawke's forging base and Jietian's place to train assassins, is called Bingjian Mountain.

The concentrated position of the remaining orcs is in the Blade Mountain.

There is a large open space in the southwest of Bingjian Mountain. This place is not very far from the original orc altar.

After nightfall, the orcs were still busy in the open space. Countless bones were carried over and then buried in pre-digged pits in different categories. A white-haired wolf-headed man, holding a scepter made of human skulls and leg bones, wandered around, talking in his mouth.

The road he passed was covered with bloody lines, but after leaving, these lines gradually disappeared to the ground. No one knows what they are doing or what kind of changes this move will cause.

Jie Tian and Zhao Yibiao were negligent. They thought that the orcs only had one wise man.

This is another orc wise man laying a trap. Not surprisingly, as long as there is a battle here, there will be variables. Perhaps the orcs are ready to turn the table completely with this measure.

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Zhao Yibiao's scouts have been sent out, but no news has come back yet.

Jietian's freedom was restricted by the night and he was not allowed to go out without authorization. This battle must be completed by Zhao Yibiao's command and his soldiers alone.

If the result can be predicted, it is not called an accident.

By mistake, they stepped into a death trap.

The summer night is hot, and the night takes off a pair of trousers and cools down on the top of the carriage. Since he has space energy, he can also switch to an artificial ice machine, and Qingyue has left insect repellents. The night in the mountains is not difficult. Coupled with Fengling and Jasmine serving, life is more free than immortals.

But the night felt a burst of panic, and it seemed that something bad was going to happen.

Jietian also seems to have this feeling. He is extremely irritable when he goes around the camp.

"Don't beat around the bush. Let's have some iced melon soup first." At night, he looked up and released a puck ball and threw it into the hot soup pot. The hot soup quickly cools down, and it is cool and delicious in a short time.

Jie Tiandou went to the edge of the pot, filled a pottery bowl, and brought it to the side to drink.

It's right to be vigilant, but don't let emotions affect others. Besides, the orcs are already at the end of the crossbow. What else can they do?

During this period, the weather was smooth, and the night also relaxed its vigilance.

The feeling of panic is getting stronger and stronger. In the middle of the night, the night woke up once. He suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and said nothing, but there was a smell of blood in his stomach, which was very uncomfortable.

Is it because tomorrow's war is not allowed, and Zhao Yibiao's death is heavy?

But now that you have made up your mind, don't change it again. Let them take it down by themselves. The night quietly comforted himself and closed his eyes again.

At dawn, the summer wind is coming, with heat waves.

After the soldiers and horses gathered, Wei Wuji led the cavalry to take the lead, and the infantry and archers were held back.

The night takes Jietian, Wenzhong, Fengling, Jasmine, and Gou Donglai and Gou Xi to follow.

In this battle, they are bystanders.

The scout came to report that the orcs gathered in the southwest of the Blade Mountain and were ready to wait.

After getting the news, the night's heart suddenly happened again.

But at this time, the arrow is on the string and has to be fired.

The brigade gathered in the open space, far away from the orcs.

The orc on the opposite side, with gray hair and a sluggish look. It seems that these days are not easy, and they have come to the end of the road.

"Tap the drum!"

"Dong Dong Dong..." The rhythm is getting faster and faster, and the drums are pressed into the heart, making people excited.

"Ready!"

Hundreds of riders are divided into three teams, spread horizontally.

Horseshoes slightly on the ground, ready to charge.

The orcs in the distance seemed to be crazy, and there was no warning, and they rushed over directly.

The nondescript wolf howls and dog barks, converging into a torrent, evil and crazy.

"The archer is ready." Li Ying shouted.

The strong bow is stringed one by one, aimed at the center of the field.

"Shield soldiers and spear soldiers are ready." Wei Wujian ordered to line up.

They have no experience of confronting orcs, and only deal with it according to the general confrontation between the two armies.

Wei Wuji thought a little carefully, communicated with Zhao Yibiao, led the cavalry away, and prepared to attack from the flank.

The night watched the battle on the top of the carriage and couldn't help nodding.

The action is fast and sophisticated, and the action is calm and stable. It seems that through training, these soldiers are as strong as a rock.

This battle is the time to test the results.

"Team 1, let it go!"

The arrow feathers take off the string and shoot at the running orcs.

"The first team retreats, the second team is ready, let it go!"

The running orc was shot by the arrow feathers. In the imagination, the scene of cutting wheat did not appear.

The orcs are too tough, and their fighting ability is too strong.

The smoke and dust is rolling in the field, and the orcs are already approaching.

The poison on the arrow began to attack, and the running orc's footsteps faltered, and the orcs kept falling to the ground and falling behind.

"Great power, release."

"Light-fitting, release."

In ten days, the practice of holding Buddha's feet is also better than the human-shaped crystal bucket.

The crowd is brightly lit up, and all kinds of crystal forces are used roughly and turned into temporary combat power.

Running for life and not moving like a mountain, which is stronger and which is weak will soon be known.

"Dad, Dad," the rapid horse's hoof sounded, and Wei Wuji led the cavalry to make a detour and launched a charge from the side.

The cavalry turned into a torrent and inserted into the orc team.

The orc's wooden stick patted on the huge shield, and the neat formation immediately had loopholes.

The spear soldier behind immediately took a step forward, and the spear in his hand came out of the hole like a poisonous dragon, viciously inserting into the key part of the orc.

Orcs are tall and scary.

Soldiers are well-equipped and well-trained.

The defensive front did not collapse, and there was a stalemate on both sides.

Wei Wuji took the lead, holding a wide-edged, thick-backed knife nearly two meters long, and entered from the side.

Hold your hands tightly, hold the long knife high, and wave it violently.

Hundreds of tempered meteorite iron, the sharp edge of the treasure.

An orc with a wooden stick was cut in half. The blood splashed, his face was drenched, and the war horses hissed and ran wildly.

The cavalry behind him rushed over like a tide, ready to chisel through the orcs.

The imaginary strong resistance did not appear! Sharp weapons are a powerful guarantee for harvesting the lives of orcs.

The orcs who were tough in the past are extremely weak today.

The night was in the rear, and he frowned: "It's not right. It's not that we are too strong, but that the orcs are too weak."

"Lord, there must be something wrong with the orcs." Wen Zhong also saw the abnormality, "Is it a trap?"

Trap?

The night was suddenly shocked and looked at the scene again. The limbs are thrown away and blood is splashing. But on the ground, I didn't even see a drop of blood strangely.

It's not good! Sure enough, there is fraud.

"Retreat now!" The night roared. In this case, he could not be commanded by Zhao Yibiao again.

It's late! Changes have been made.