Chapter 14: Battle against Wolf Cavalry

"Be on guard! Be on guard!" the captain shouted.

"Be on guard!" "Be on guard!" the guards also shouted. With a crossbow in hand and an arrow on the string, Xiao Ming also looked around vigilantly.

Soon, the shadows of the branches on the side of the road were swaying constantly, and the rustling sound was the sound of countless bodies quickly brushing against the branches in the forest.

A large number of snakes, insects, rats and ants rushed out of the jungle in panic, and the startled birds covered the night sky for a while.

The sky was full of flapping wings, and small animals were running around everywhere. And there were shadows in the jungle, and a large number of things were about to rush out.

They were in the dark and we were in the light. The players quickly gathered and were on guard. The guards seemed to have been prepared. They threw dozens of torches between the caravan and the jungle first, and the caravan with lights on seemed a little darker.

Everyone felt relieved. Most of the guards quickly arranged their formations, and both close combat and long-range combat were ready for battle. The drivers got off the car and comforted the horses.

Both captains were hiding in the dark. Shopkeeper Huo quickly crouched down to defend, almost holding his head. But no one noticed where Mr. Guo was.

The players reacted quickly, preparing for battle first to ensure their own safety.

Two of the players scattered a lot of caltrops on the ground. A mage player took out a scroll. Datang Qin Qiong also made a gesture to throw.

Xiao Ming thought for a moment and threw a few torches in the opposite direction, just in case.

Seeing a group of shadows that were still not clear rushing out of the jungle, the player team's bows and magic rushed out first.

A moment later, the long-range attack of the guard team also followed with a volley. More than a dozen shadows turned over one after another, and more rushed over.

At this time, everyone could see the appearance of the newcomers by the light of the fire.

"Orcs!"

"It's a werewolf! - No! It's a wolf cavalry!"

When someone shouted wolf cavalry, everyone's heart sank. So many level 2 wolf cavalry were definitely not something they could resist.

Everyone was in a panic. Even if they ran away, they couldn't outrun the wolf riders!

"It's not level 2, it's level 1! Don't be afraid. We can beat them!" The captain quickly stood up and shouted loudly to boost morale.

Wolf riders are orcs' cavalry units above level 2. They have high attack, low health, and poor defense, but high speed, high dodge, and quick attack skills such as "Rapid Continuous Slash".

They are very powerful against human infantry. If all the wolf riders came, they would definitely be finished. This mission could not be completed.

Even purple missions cannot be like this. So in fact, these are not level 2 wolf riders.

The subspecies of orcs - the werewolves, are closely related to wolves, so they have a special level 1 sub-wolf cavalry.

To be precise, they are actually werewolf infantry riding wolves. Although they look just a little smaller than cavalry and digs, their combat effectiveness is actually much worse.

The main advantage of sub-wolf cavalry is that they march faster. In battle, infantry must leave digs because they have not yet mastered the technology of riding wolves to fight.

They have a big move "jump slash" when they charge on wolves, which is to chop when they jump off the wolf, which is also quite powerful.

After that, the 1st-level infantry and the 0th-level wolf fight each other. So they are also called "1st-and-a-half-level".

Looking at the wolf cavalry rushing out of the jungle, both the soldiers and the wolf are grinning and howling. The long fangs and the drooling saliva seem to be bloody, which is really scary.

After a little concentration, the NPCs also found that they are indeed a group of "1st-and-a-half-level". Fortunately, there is still a fight. Let's fight to the death. Some soldiers' hands began to tremble...

Fortunately, there are still players. Purple mission, if you don't try your best now, when will you!

"I'll go first." Qin Qiong of the Tang Dynasty reminded the other players loudly, and then threw a bag of things forward.

Except Zhang Xiaoming, the other players are all professional players. They reacted quickly and temporarily stopped the desire to attack.

I saw that the bag of things fell to the ground, and some unknown things were splashed everywhere. There was only a faint smell.

The wolf cavalry rushing in front of them was overturned. The sound of dumplings being thrown down was soothing.

It was not over yet. The mage player holding the scroll saw that there were only a few infantrymen still riding on the wolf's back.

He took the infantrymen and wolves that were about to rush to his side as the target and threw the scroll.

A wall of flames stretched across the front of his team. It was the 2nd level fire magic - "Flame Wall".

Damn! Too rich. Xiao Ming asked himself if he got one, he would probably be reluctant to use it.

This is the difference between him and professional players. Professional players will seize the right opportunity to quickly convert the resources at hand into profits. Achieve snowball-like growth. He is still far away.

At this time, Xiao Ming had not thought about these things. In just a moment, the situation had reversed.

The attacking wolves were weak and some had already fled with their tails between their legs. The largest group of werewolves was blocked by the wall of fire.

Under the fierce fire and our attacks, seven or eight bodies had fallen, and several more were about to die. The morale of the enemy and us was rising and falling, and the situation was very good.

Xiao Ming also quickly found his target. It was not the level 2 werewolf that had just been taken over by the swordsman captain (probably also the opponent's brain), but a green-skinned orc in the back who was dressed differently.

His naked body was covered with strange tattoos, and there were many ornaments hanging on his head, ears, nose, and neck, mostly various bones and teeth (he didn't mind the weight). In his hand was a staff used exclusively by orc shamans. His expression seemed a little confused.

The opportunity was not to be missed. Xiao Ming's subordinates, 2 archers and 1 mage, plus the crossbows of the protagonist and the supporting character, all focused on the shaman. All four arrows were poisoned arrows.

In the chaos, many attacks also arrived at the same time, including a "Thunderbolt Ice" from the second-level mage.

If all these attacks were successful, the orc shaman would definitely die. I saw a red light flashing on the shaman, offsetting the damage of the thunderbolt ice.

Although there were many arrows left, they failed to clear the health of this second-level professional. Just when everyone thought that the orc shaman was about to use a big move.

The shaman's body turned green, and he died of poison. It must be a great achievement to poison the shaman, and Xiao Ming was overjoyed.

Once the shaman died, the player's ranged players would definitely focus on the second-level werewolf. Occasionally, they would also go around to finish off the heads.

Xiao Ming himself is not good at this, but the "Xiaoer" who controls the explorer and his subordinates is an artificial intelligence program, so he is very good at last-hitting.

Of course, only such advanced intelligent programs can do such high-end things as last-hitting.

The big knife werewolf is still very brave, and it becomes even more violent in danger. The captain of his team could only barely resist at the beginning. With the remote assistance of the players, the situation is much better.

Especially when the poison arrows shot by the researcher took effect, the big knife werewolf quickly fell into a disadvantage, and the violent aura gradually disappeared.

At the last moment, the players failed to grab this head, and the captain used a "heavy slash" plus a critical hit to take it away in one wave.

He was seen holding the enemy's head and roaring loudly, with a hundred times more momentum. Obviously, he did not feel the resentment of the players towards him.