Before ascending to God, be a good lord

Chapter 475 472.time to kill

"Can such a small number of people climb the city wall?" Rand, who was flying in the air, was a little annoyed. The tall city wall he built was supposed to be a defensive system, but now it is just a hillside.

"My lord, our crossbow fires too slowly, and the orcs on the other side are too agile, so we can't hit them." The senior knight defending the city, Alf Fate, was a little ashamed. As the captain of hundreds of cavalry, he was killed by dozens of orcs. Almost broke the city.

"You are not suitable for fighting on the wall. Call all the cavalry and fight out with me!" Lante was going to teach the small tribe by the river a lesson, and everything else could shit and pee on his head.

With the dispatch of the fire, all the black-scaled horses carried the knights and cavalry to gather quickly. The standing knights on the western border reached 100 knights, and more barbarian cavalry formed the cavalry.

Less than half an hour after the orcs left, nearly 200 riders rushed out of the pass gate and rushed westward along the valley to the river. Tens of meters wide.

The shouts of cavalry echoed in the valley, and the orc tribe on the other side of the river had already sent support forces to guard near the river bank.

"Boss? Those barbarians really dare to come out of the valley?" the half-lion of the Remnant Mane Tribe asked his leader.

"The great sage said that they will." The leader nodded, "Once they dare to enter the water, they will immediately dispatch!"

Residual manes, falling claws, and broken horns, these outcast tribes in the basin were the first to reach the mountain pass. As losers of local competition, they were eager to water the glory of the tribe with the blood of the barbarians.

"There seems to be a fireball there?" The half-lion pointed towards the east sky, attracting the attention of the tribe.

Before they could recognize them, Rand rammed directly into the orc team with a raging fire. The compressed air combined with the flames, and the shock wave directly vaporized the nearest stumped mane leader, and the lion men outside were blown away for tens of meters.

Several 3-meter-high wind blades flew out in front of Rand, cutting everything on the way in half. Dark red mist spewed in the air but was immediately ignited by flames, leaving only carbon-colored powder.

Sonitu in the orc camp in the distance watched everything quietly. He thought that the barbarian cavalry were a little angry and rushed out of the camp to make a defensive counterattack. Unexpectedly, three or four tribes combined to face the magister. He couldn't hold on, so he could only run for his life at this moment. After all, the great sage of the fox clan with four tails is no better than a great knight.

A flame tornado rose around Rand, but the river behind him was covered with a thick layer of ice, which slowly melted away until all the cavalry crossed the river.

200 cavalry formed 4 rows. The flame and wind magic patterns on the ordinary level 0 black-scaled horses were dim and weak, but the magic patterns of more than 10 junior black-scaled horses in the team were all passed by Lant and Fianna. Strengthened, and under the arrangement of Yinghuo and Gu Leiya, each black scaled horse is stronger than the ones on the market.

With the roar of the raging fire, the flame magic patterns seemed to be burning in the whole herd of horses. Many level 0 horses were the flame core of the flames, the junior black-scaled horses in the front row were the inner flames, and the raging fire in the air was the outer flame with the highest temperature.

The progress of the entire knight group was like a raging fire pressing forward, and the surviving orcs either fled in all directions or became firewood.Soon Rand's team cleared all three orc camps.

The knights entered the camp and searched for all their belongings, while Rand continued to fly, turning into a fireball of fear and killing in the eyes of the orcs.

In the air, Rant found Sonyu with his tail exposed by his scouting technique. He stared at the target and was about to dive. However, the moment the fox turned his head, Faneuil, the three-tailed creature in his own territory, suddenly appeared in his mind. The fox girl, who is the most loyal believer to her now, is in the furnace hall of the imperial capital, being hugged by her best friend Sophia.

"Faneil, let's go to bed quickly, there is still a set of magic patterns to be tested today, Yinghuo said that the beech tree has recovered a lot, and new branches have begun to appear," Sophia noticed that the fox girl's eyes were suddenly dull, and she was a little concerned asked, "Farnell? Are you all right?"

The image of Sonitu running away in front of Lante also appeared in Faneuil's mind. It was her grandfather who had been with her for decades, and tears fell down the fox girl's cheeks.

"Forget it," shook his head, and rode back on the fire, and even glanced at the old fox before leaving, as if to reassure her granddaughter.

"My lord? You are back. These half-orc tribes are quite rich. They found hundreds of gold coins and dozens of catties of monster meat." Alf Fate, who was in charge of the search, greeted Lante warmly when he saw Lante come back.

Cash, monster meat, a small amount of magic pattern boards, magic crystals, monster skins, and enough food for 100 people for two weeks, as well as plenty of wood and tents, these are the main gains this time.These tribes are all here to try their luck and seek to turn around. Their pockets are cleaner than their faces, so naturally they have nothing.

"Take everything and retreat. The knights go back to summarize tactics and experience. I will listen to it tomorrow. From tomorrow onwards, you will practice charging over the wall for me!"

"Yes!" Alf Fate shouted, and watched the lord leave.

Rand was a little tired. After several days of mental work and caution, he was completely released by the hearty battle in one night. After 300 years, the human empire finally entered the orc territory and achieved victory.

However, the victory in front of him was basically created by Rand as a magister riding a black-scaled horse at the peak of the middle level. The main role of his knights was to count and transport the spoils.

The current victory is not what Rand is looking forward to the most. There are still too many things that require continuous training and adaptation of the knights, infantry and even the black scaled horse.

Sonitu, who gave up his legs and turned into a four-tailed fox, finally found an orc caravan to take him in. Just now he clearly felt that he was suddenly locked by a higher-dimensional existence. It will turn into a blood mist just like the lion man with a stumped mane.But that one stopped and deliberately let himself go.

The old fox is not sure why he survived. As a great sage of the fox tribe like a great knight, ordinary magisters do not have such power to completely suppress his own power, but if the opponent is really above the legend, why should he treat him? Show mercy.

"The great sage of Sonitu? Could the ball of fire just now be aimed at you?" The captain of the caravan, the camelman Shaas Duleziz from the capital of commerce, saw the old fox's fleeing appearance all the way. , Naturally, he also noticed the fireball in the sky that was comparable to a god.

"I'm afraid that all the schemes of the royal court on the Galloping Horse Plain are impossible to succeed." The old fox sat on the ground, staring at the sky with empty eyes, reminiscing about the momentary glimpse, and was constantly grateful in his heart.

(End of this chapter)