Two days later
Luis was in the flying boat alongside his father. His father was controlling the boat, constantly keeping watch of the surroundings.
Felipe has expertise in finding those Orcs in this rocky land, and with the help of the flying boat, his mobility has increased more than dozens of times.
Luis didn't care about any of this; he was sitting cross-legged trying to comprehend the immortal practice method.
He had been diligently attempting to step onto the path of immortality and become a Qi refining cultivator, but no matter how hard he tried, he didn't succeed.
He let out a deep sigh and opened his eyes. His father was hovering just above the ground, carefully hidden from the view of any Orc scouts.
This immortal practice method was new to all the knights, and they were struggling with it. If one of them could succeed, it would open the way for others to learn it more easily. But for now, no one had managed to succeed.
"I have already mapped all the Orcs in this place; we will attack them soon," Felipe's voice sounded.
Luis nodded and began making plans with Felipe. These two days, they saw many orc camps, scouts, and the huge army of Orc Prince. Behind Orc Prince was the army of 60,000 and there are many commanders with 10-20 thousands Orcs.
This time Orcs seemed determined to take a bite of the human territory in Northern Wasteland.
Their plan was very simple: he would attack the Orc army with his Magic Crystal Canon and storm them with the Cavalry.
With plans made, they both entered the vortex and began to prepare the attack.
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The whole army was ready in the Cultivation World; the townspeople also noticed the unusuality these two days and didn't walk out of their houses.
"Are we planning a night attack like in those novels?" Luis approached Felipe and asked in a low voice.
Felipe looked at Arthur weirdly and began explaining.
After Felipe's explanation, Luis finally realized that he had been deceived by those unscrupulous novels.
Although novels often feature midnight raids on camps, in reality, few generals dare to do so. Even if a night attack is really carried out, it is usually an attack by a small-scale force.
Large armies simply don't fight at night.
The reason is simple: fighting at night is too risky.
It is true that you can catch the enemy off guard by taking advantage of the night, but it is also easy for your side to get caught in a chaotic battle due to factors such as poor military orders, and one careless move could result in both sides suffering huge losses.
For cavalry, night fighting is even more impossible. Because darkness imposes greater restrictions on war horses.
"Orcs never retreat, General..."
The guard was still hesitating, but Rakai had already pushed him far away: "Get out! Get out! I will kill you now if you don't run away."
Shouting, he drew his scimitar and rushed towards the Black Cavalry without hesitation.
The sound of the battle horn began to be heard from the Orc Camp.
The orcs began to organize themselves, but it was too late.
The human cavalry, full of murderous intention, directly rushed into the orcs. The blood splattered all over the sky with flying limbs mixed in it.
Rakai, seeing all this, fought with the human cavalry in rage. His eyes burned red, and his body had veins all over it.
As a 3rd stage warrior, he became a lot stronger after entering the rage state. However, he was very frustrated when a group of Black Cavalry surrounded him and were attacking with no chivalry spirit.
"Rakai, how about we settle our account and fight with no interference?" Oliver, father of Arthur, who was also part of the Black Cavalry, shouted to Rakai with provocation.
Their hatred dates back to many years ago and cannot be resolved unless one is dead.
"Oliver, you are seeking death fighting alone. I alone can fight a dozen of you," Rakai said with a bloodthirsty smile.
Oliver dismounted from his horse and directly appeared in front of Rakai. As they both were 3rd stage knights and warriors. The battle was extremely quick and was hard to capture by normal people.
The sound of collision between sword and scimitar was very thrilling.
Rakai fighting with Oliver was getting more and more courageous, but he couldn't get any advantage against Oliver.
"Did you get stronger, brother of Rocky Field God of War? I can't get any advantage against you." Rakai questioned with anger as they were fighting.
Just at this moment, Rakai was again surrounded and attacked by many knights.
"You liar, where is the fair duel? You lied," Rakai shouted with more anger.
Every attacking smirked slightly; there is no such thing as a fair duel. This is a life-and-death battlefield, and there is no room for chivalry here.
Rakai was considered one of the strongest orc commanders in Northern Wasteland. But no matter how strong he is, he cannot stop the attack and the siege of strong knights who practice both martial arts and knightly breathing.
With the death of Commander Rakai, the Orc army completely collapsed.
The Black Cavalry marched across the field, leaving behind corpses and blood everywhere.
It was a complete massacre.Nôv(el)B\\jnn