Spearman's Fate

More than a dozen outposts plus hundreds of soldiers captured in the subsequent contact war, plus those strange races they don’t know, there are nearly a thousand prisoners in the orc camp. Once they are rescued, they will definitely become It's not a small force, but how much effect can they play against the more physically powerful orcs who lack weapons and equipment?

He took a look at the 'secret weapon' that Lancer had left for him—a red button protected by a transparent material.

But at this moment, Lothar suddenly heard the sound of branches being pulled behind him, and then saw Lancer riding on the back of a Timberwolf.

And Lancer even spotted the mark he had agreed with Lothar at a glance. When he met Lothar's eyes on the tree, he couldn't help showing a smile.

"It looks like I'm not late."

"Yeah, the time is just right!"

Lothar had also thought about whether Lancer would run away with his things, but later he chose to believe Lancer. After all, Lancer accompanied him to defeat Medivh. Entrust the comrades behind.

"Did you bring everything?"

"No problem! I checked in advance, everything is normal, there is absolutely no problem!"

"very good!"

When Lothar thought of what he was going to do in the future, he suddenly felt his blood boil.

"Those green-skinned orcs seem to be preparing to launch a general attack. Now that they are all gathered in that open space, this may be the best opportunity!"

"It looks like we're lucky this time!"

Lancer also showed a rare smile, although these days he used "riding" to change to various beasts to drive, but the two days of driving still made his face look a little dusty and tired .

This time Lancer and Lothar did not wear tights, but each put on armor, carrying the Great Royal Sword and holding Medivh's shield, Lothar couldn't help but take a deep breath after putting on the helmet, and stood Lancer beside him was holding a lance and looking straight at the orc camp in the distance.

"Lance, it's an honor to fight alongside you."

"Sir..."

"Call me Lothar, I prefer my friends to call me like that."

"Well, Lothar, I am honored to fight alongside you!"

"Crack~!"

As Lancer's voice fell, he wiped off his helmet without hesitation and raised his spear—————

"charge!!!"

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ps: Today should also be 5 updates, 3 is more basic, and 2 is more debt repayment

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What is the scariest thing about cavalry?

There is no doubt that it is the unmatched impact of their acceleration. Among them, the heavy cavalry is even more terrifying. The heavy cavalry that launched the charge is a torrent of steel.

At this time, although Lancer was alone holding a steel spear, he charged from the hillside and turned into a sharp knife that pierced the enemy's heart. In front of him was a closed wooden door. Lancer can destroy it but the impact force will be greatly reduced, but—————

"boom!!!"

In the sound of the huge explosion, the two wooden gates were directly turned into pieces, while Lancer himself rushed in from the gate without any hesitation. Overwhelmed.

The movement of Lancer's charge was not small, and those vigilant orc sentries naturally noticed it, but they didn't care about Lancer's deadly behavior of rushing into the camp alone, and even a few sentries who were close He even laughed at Lancer loudly, but when the gate was blown apart and Lancer entered the camp in a rampage—————

"Woo~woo~woo~"

Then the low trumpets sounded,

If it's just a single human being, there is no need to raise the alarm, but the gate of the camp has been destroyed at this time, and if they don't send a signal, they may be hanged alive afterwards.

Death is not terrible for orc warriors, but what they pursue is a glorious death in battle rather than being hanged alive for making mistakes. This kind of dishonorable death is in no way in line with their pursuit.

And just when Lancer attracted all the attention, Lothar, who followed closely behind, also entered the camp with the help of smoke and debris, but he went in the opposite direction from Lancer.

When Lancer rushed into the hinterland of the camp, Lothar hid in a shadow and took out the 'button' given to him by Lancer.

"Crack~!"

After pressing the button————

"Bang~! Bang~!"

……

Intensive explosions continued to ring out in the camp, and the faces of the human soldiers who were leaning against the cage were even more ecstatic.

There is no doubt that no matter how careful Lancer or Lothar is when installing explosives, it is impossible to completely avoid the eyes of the people in the cage, and Lancer also underestimated Lothar's reputation. When they saw Lothar, they Most of them were very excited, but Lothar calmed them down with a few words. There is no doubt that they trusted Lothar from the bottom of their hearts.

Later, even when Lancer took out the badge representing Stormwind City when he acted alone, those soldiers would gradually calm down after the initial excitement.

"The Kingdom of Stormwind... I really want to take a closer look. What kind of country can have such soldiers..."

And now with Lothar's detonation, those soldiers also know that their marshal is here to save them!

"boom!!"

Because the small amount of explosives used was to not harm the soldiers in the cage. At this time, after the connection was blown open, everyone knocked away the wooden sticks and rushed out.

It would be fine if there were only three or two people, but at the same time, dozens of cages were detonated at the same time, and when everyone saw the other escaped, they all showed expressions of survivors, but at this moment———— —

"Soldiers of the Stormwind Kingdom!!"

Lothar, who was standing on the top of a cage at some point, held up the 'Great Royal Sword', which represented glory, and shouted the slogan that had been passed down for an unknown number of years.