Chapter 239： forgot to tell you

More than thirty orc wolf cavalry jumped off their mounts one after another, helped the mounts pull out the poisonous arrows and helped squeeze out the poisonous blood. None of their 50 wolf cavalry had a shaman, and they couldn't help the mount eliminate the poison with magic. They could only use the oldest method to eliminate the poisonous blood as much as possible, hoping to have some effect.

It's a pity that these wargs were already very tired, and with the rapid charge, the blood flow was already very fast. The toxin naturally flows quickly with the blood, so it's hard to say how effective it will be.

"Captain, look at the words on the white flag!" The orc next to him pointed to the white cloth on the tree trunk.

"Amusing me?" Graham was furious.

That's right! The words written on the white cloth are to tease you to play with three big characters.

When the orc wolf cavalry saw those words, their faces turned green.

Greem drove his mount to the tree, cut off the shaft of the arrow in a rage, grabbed the white linen and tore it to pieces.

"Damn it! Elf, don't let me catch you! Otherwise, I'll chop you up and feed you to the wolves." Grim yelled angrily at the elf.

"Sir, the animal spirit is crazy!" The elves stopped and watched from a distance and said laughingly.

"I see!" Lor'themar said.

"If it were me, I would be mad too." An elf ranger said beside him, "Fortunately, they are mad now, haha!"

"They are healing the mount, what should we do?" said the elf beside him.

"Certainly make trouble for them!" Lor'themar said. "You can't make it easy for them. You take fifty men to go behind them, and harass them from the vicinity at about an arrow's range. There are only about two dozen of them intact. Mount. I see how they guard.

They are chasing you, and we will go up and shoot those dismounted cavalry or wargs. They chased me in turn, and we only shot one arrow at their mounts, and ran back regardless of whether the shot hit or missed, and you shoot again from the other side.

In short, they just can't let them heal the mount so easily. I guess the Frostwolf Rangers are about to finish their task of killing a small group of orc cavalry. A squadron will come to support us at that time, and we will drag the orcs into dead dogs now. "

The ranger waved and took 50 cavalrymen, and surrounded the back of the orc from the outside.

Grim saw the elf split in half and circled behind him from the outside, but he didn't dare to chase after him. Because more than half of the cavalry had dismounted and were healing the mounts. If the twenty or so riders who were still on their mounts chased them out, the elves on the other side would rush over, and the soldiers who had dismounted would suffer.

He began to regret that he led 50 people alone to chase the group of elves, and he should have followed the leader's large force, so that he would not have so many troubles. It's just that if he really followed the leader's army, he wouldn't necessarily think so.

The leader of the orc wolf cavalry figured out a way to rescue the seriously wounded soldier. He asked the soldiers to tie a piece of animal skin with a rope, one side was pulled by a few strong soldiers, and the other side was pulled by an uninjured soldier, following the safe route taken before. Then he threw the animal skin in his hand to the seriously injured soldier. The seriously injured soldier opened the animal skin reluctantly, then crawled inside, and tied himself up again. A few orcs at the other end tried their best to pull them out of the minefield, and whoever died was left to fate.

Needless to say, this method allowed him to pull out many seriously injured soldiers. Only three or four wounded soldiers touched the 5 million prize, and the landmine exploded under the hides they were lying on. No matter how powerful the goblin bombs or dwarf mines are, they can blow up the suppressed orcs and die on the spot.

The rest of the soldiers who couldn't even move had to send soldiers to take the risk and carry them back one by one. Although most of the goblin bombs and gnome mines were detonated, the 5 million jackpot was still there. In this case, the Leak Picking King will appear at any time. No, accidentally, the orcs produced two Leak Picking Kings.

The orc leader's face turned green with anger, but he had no choice but to use this stupid method to continue picking up the injured orc. As for the warg... he really has no choice. Those guys are too heavy to stay in the minefield to die. What's more, the two shamans, who had already been overdrawn by their magic power, were sitting by the side pale and recovering.

The orcs were busy, and so was Sylvanas.

The 2nd Frostwolf Squadron and the mage's team arrived, and the Griffin Riders brought goblin bombs and gnome mines. Because there were only 16 griffins, Sylvanas asked Alleria to send 50 griffins to help him transport a lot of goblin bombs and gnome mines. Cirvanas was now pointing at an open map.

"I've seen all these terrains, and you can plant mines and bombs according to the above drawing. Where you bury mines and bombs, you should leave a mark that your own people can see clearly. Don't bury them by yourself, and you will hurt yourself later. People, lead people to plant mines separately, and let everyone remember the location!" Cirvanas said.

The elves scattered with their maps and arranged for their men to plant mine bombs.

"Let's go! Brother-in-law. Let's go ahead and have a look!" Cirvanas said.

"Where are you going again?" Habayashi Blood Eagle was taken aback. It was already dangerous enough here, so how about going forward?

"Go ahead and see how the orcs are doing!" Sylvanas said.

"Don't go! Don't go! This can't be a joke!" Habayashi Xueying chased the chocobo and ran back.

Cirvanas blew a whistle, UU reading Chocobo ignored Habayashi Bloodhawk's chasing away, but hunched over Habayashi Bloodhawk and ran to Cirvanas' side.

"I forgot to tell you, this chocobo was raised by me when I was young. Before I didn't have the Frostwolf mount, it was always my best partner, very obedient, right!" Cirvanas laughed.

Habayashi Blood Eagle's face turned green, but he didn't know whether it was from shock or anger: "Can I apply for another chocobo?" he said.

"What do you think?" Cirvanas asked with a smile.

"Sirvanas, let's have a discussion. Don't let me go this time. I'll cheer you up from behind. I'll tell you a story when I go back, okay!" Habayashi Bloodhawk said.

"Didn't you say there is no story?" Cirvanas said.

"I suddenly remembered it just now!" Habayashi Xueying said hastily.

"Is it long?" Cirvanas asked.

"Long!" Habayashi Xueying said.

"Could it be the old monk telling stories to the young monk again?" Cirvanas asked.

"No! No! I promise not!" Habayashi Xueying shook his hand and said.

"What's your name?" Cirvanas asked after thinking for a while.

"It's called Romance of the Three Kingdoms!" Habayashi Xueying said, "It's very, very long."

"Interesting?" Sylvanas asked.

"Interesting, everyone who has heard it agrees!" Habayashi Xueying nodded desperately.

"Well, all right! Let's go!" Cirvanas turned his mount and ran forward, ten personal guards and two owl rangers followed closely.

After running a little farther, Cirvanas looked back and saw the happy expression of Habayashi Bloodhawk on the chocobo. A mischievous smile played on her lips, and she whistled again. The chocobo ran towards her again, and was so frightened that the feathered blood eagle on the bird's back almost fell off the bird's back.