Ranger Legend of Azeroth Chapter 230

The orc wolf cavalry stopped chasing, and the elves in front also stopped running away. Looking at each other from a distance, they are like a pair of old neighbors who never see each other.

The leader of the orc wolf cavalry turned his head to look at the wolf cavalry following behind, his face suddenly changed slightly. There should have been more than 300 wolf cavalry who followed him all the way, but now there are only more than 200. At least sixty or seventy orc wolf cavalry have fallen behind. This has never happened before.

"What's going on?" the orc leader asked the adjutant who had been following him all the time: "Why are there dozens of cavalry missing? Where are those people?"

"I don't know! It should be still behind." The adjutant said, looking at the wolf cavalry behind him.

"Behind?..." The orc leader looked far away, but couldn't see a single orc wolf cavalry figure: "No! Even if you run slowly, you won't fall so far, and there are still so many people!" The orc leader shouted.

"Boss!" said a wolf cavalryman, "Some knight brothers ran and suddenly fell off the sitting wolf. Some sitting wolf ran for a while, then slowed down, and finally lay still on the ground. Many brothers, That's how they all fall behind.”

The orc leader was taken aback, and he looked around at the orc cavalry who followed. Suddenly, he found that among the wolf cavalry who came with him, no matter whether they were humans or wolves, none of them were shot by arrows. It must be the arrow's problem, there must be poison on the arrow! The orc leader's heart sank.

"Which one of you was shot by an arrow?" He asked in a deep voice.

The orc wolf cavalry remained silent, and no one responded.

The orc leader knew it in his heart, and he confirmed his conjecture. Despicable elves, I must tear them to pieces.

He screamed angrily: "You must be careful, these despicable elves, their arrows are coated with poison. Shaman, where is the shaman? Has the shaman followed?"

"Come on, come on!" Two shamans came out riding on sitting wolves.

Since the establishment of the Shadow Council, the proportion of shamans among orcs has also declined severely. Now among the 200 or so orcs, there are only two shamans following them, while six warlocks have been following the team.

"Drop 100 people to **** a shaman, and go back the way you came. Gather and treat the injured brothers behind. After the others stop here with me, we will retreat slowly." The orc leader called.

"Aren't we going to chase? These fly-like elves are too hateful, I'm going to tear them to pieces." An orc wolf rider roared with red eyes.

"Idiots! They could get rid of us, but they didn't run far. They stayed in our sight on purpose, just to keep attracting us. I'm sure there must be a trap set by them ahead." The orc leader obviously pointed to The subordinates who disagreed were very dissatisfied.

"I am not afraid of traps, even if there are traps, I will step on them and tear them to pieces! Orc warriors are fearless, I am fed up with their endless harassment!" the wolf cavalry roared angrily.

"Grimm, although you are the number one warrior in our tribe, but now I am the commander, you must obey orders." The orc leader said angrily.

"You're a coward!" Graham sneered.

"Grimm, don't go too far, it's war now. War is not your business alone. I have to take into account the lives of the brothers who are left behind!" the orc leader said angrily.

"This is an excuse for your fear of death! There are only 100 thin elves in front, and 50 of them. I only need 50 of them, and I can kill them all!" Graham sneered.

On the other side of the bickering of the orcs, the elves were surprisingly relaxed.

"Sir, the orcs have stopped, they seem to be arguing," said a ranger.

"I see, it's interesting! We're here to watch them quarrel."

Lor'themar smiled and said: "When they chase, we run, and when they retreat, we chase. Remember, don't be greedy when chasing, as long as you just reach the shooting range, if they turn around, we can turn around and run. If they backed away slowly facing us, we would follow from such a distance.

Special attention should be paid to prevent them from rushing over suddenly, and it is too late for us to turn around and be caught by their nets. They have been kept up for two days and one night by our Griffin Riders. Now, it's time for us to boil them, just like owls, and keep them from sleeping. I want to see if they are more difficult than owls? "

The rangers looked at the orcs in the distance and laughed in a low voice. The eyes of the orc wolf cavalry changed to a group of human owls.

"Should this be called the eagle-boiling tactic?" A ranger said with a smile.

"Haha, that's a very apt description, aren't thin people just a group of humanoid beasts?" Another ranger laughed.

The elves were talking and laughing easily, but the orcs were already arguing fiercely.

"Okay! Since you, Greem, are so brave, then you bring 50 of your own warriors to stay behind us. I'll take people back along the road and help the brothers who are behind!" the orc Yiyi said angrily.

"Very good! That's what I want." Graham cracked his lips and laughed.

After speaking, he led his 50 wolf cavalry and rushed towards the elves shouting strength and glory.

"Sir! The orcs are charging at us again, do you want to let go?" the ranger soldier asked Lor'themar.

"Don't let go! Let's go." After speaking, he wanted to turn the wolf's head, and led the rangers to run away again.

Seeing more than 100 elf rangers being defeated by 50 orc wolf cavalry, UU reading www.uukanshu. com Chasing Yuan's figure disappeared from sight. The orc leader shook his head and said, "Stupid pig with only muscles and no brains! We don't care about him, and go back according to the way he came to search for the fallen brother."

When the orcs pursued, they galloped at full speed. They wanted to catch up with each other. They were very fast, but they were not so fast when they retreated. Because people are not tired, mounts are also tired. As cavalry, they all know when to let the mount exert its strength and when to let the mount retain its strength. Now is not an urgent time to be chased by the enemy and run away. Going back the same way to search and rescue the brothers who were left behind will naturally not run so fast, so just walk at the normal marching speed.

The hidden base of Sylvanas' Frostwolf Rangers.

"Report! The people began to retreat, and there was only about 50 orcs of wolf cavalry along the way, separated from the enemy's main force, and pursued the team led by Chief Lor'themar." The messenger entered the army tent to report.

"Want to retreat? It's not that easy anymore!" Sylvanas looked at the map and sneered, "Have the Griffin Riders dealt with the fallen orcs?"

"The straggling orcs have been dealt with, and they planted goblin bombs or gnome mines under every orc corpse and poisoned warg!" the orderly replied.

"Order all the Frostwolf Rangers to dispatch and destroy all orc teams with less than 100 people! Remember, don't fight recklessly! Cooperate with the decoy troops, if you can beat people, if you can't hit people, kill them first!" Their mounts were destroyed. As long as the mounts were hit by an arrow, they would change from cavalry to infantry.

Lor'themar's pursuers all the way, since they are still chasing, let them be ignored. Wait for their vigor to dissipate and their morale to be low, and then destroy them when they want to retreat. As for the two chasing soldiers with more than a hundred people, let the Griffin Knights put more goblin bombs and dwarf mines on them along the way. "Sylvanas said with a smile.

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