Demon Lord Chapter-13 "Scout Counterattack(2)"

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Roddy narrowed his eyes slightly and whispered his plan, "The orc camp has no wolf cavalry and cannot be replenished in a short period of time, which means that they must be empty for a few days! I think… If there is a surprise attack, then we are likely to unplug the nails directly and let the orcs get the hell out of here! "

    This seemed to be very appetizing for Ruger, although he still feel angry at Roddy for beating him, but if Roddy can really do like he said, he didn't mind letting go of the "secondary contradiction" and resolutely confront the "major contradiction" with Roddy- after all, for him, he still wanted to avenge his lost comrades.

    If Roddy could really get him to kill those damn orcs, Ruger wouldn't say anything, even if he was beaten ten more times.

    "You said that there are more than twenty people in the orc's camp. Then... even if we go together, there is no hope of victory. Don't tell me you can only play tricks. You can kill the wolf cavalry, I believe, but that’s an Orc camp. How can we kill Orcs? Can we kill all of them? "

    This was a very objective question and even if he was so clever, he can't avoid it. To be honest, Ruger still hoped that this the kid could come up with a way to kill eight wolf knights today, which actually made him understand that the other party's ability is not limited to this, but he must give him a reason.

    One reason to step forward and take revenge on those comrades-in-arms.

    "The kingdom hasn’t dealt with orcs for a long time and many people have forgotten their weaknesses, our human superiority... or, we seem to have forgotten the most important point that is... the orcs are not as strong as you imagine."

    Roddy's words were somewhat ironic. In the past three decades, there have been many frictions and battles on the border, but without exception, humans have made concessions because there was no large army led by any lord, all there was were small-scale battles. In fact, humans without formation tactics cannot defeat the strong orcs in the melee.

    At this point, others might not understand what it meant, but Ruger raised his eyebrows thoughtfully.

    "Why can I easily kill these orcs? Why did we win without a loss in this battle today?" Roddy didn't speak with Ruger at this time, but instead regarded him as the "captain". Identity of other party explained that this made Ruger not accept everything he said, "Because war is not a one-on-one fight, using appropriate tactics, we can kill them like today without any blood!"

    Instigating words and matching the facts can really convince people, whether or not Roddy was really hiding his true abilities in the past, now that he has killed half of the wolf cavalry team, everyone trusted his words.

    After listening to these words, Ruger who originally had the cold blood in his bones could no longer hold his excitement…

 
    "If ... I mean, if you are really sure, the scouts will listen to your every command! And, as long as the group kills those animals, I won’t say a word about that happened today. "Ruger slightly narrowed his eyes," but if you just exaggerating ... "

    Needless to say, this was just a gesture of Ruger-for this kind of words, Roddy just nodded to accept. He was not in a hurry to say anything, but glanced over the scouts in front of him and waited for a few seconds to continue... “I only emphasize one point: This is a war. All of us may die at any time and even the corpses may not remain to bury your whole." The atmosphere calmed down for a moment.

    "If we want to stop them, what we need to do is not to run away from a few arrows, but to fight the orcs face to face!"

    "We will all face those guys in the end, anyway."

    "So, if there are people who want to quit, I won't stop it. But among the people who stay, I don't want to see any kind of hindrance. "

    Right now, in front of the scouts, Roddy was indeed qualified to say such words. Regardless of whether this team of only fourteen people can be called an "army", but the backbone of any the small group must exist-and at the moment, Roddy was the one playing core role of this team that was about to embark on the journey.

    In the face of Roddy's words, no one flinched.

    Maybe because of ignorance, maybe because of innocence, but more because of the uncooled blood in their hearts like Ruger.

    This scene was expected by Roddy... Once for the Karen Kingdom on the battlefield he knew that... whether or not this country was eventually broken and perished, its people would have an unyielding will.

    Especially on this border where wars often occur, "blood" and "courage" are the most obvious labels for all.

    The following things started to get smooth. Roddy became the chief of the two scout teams and announced the meeting time tomorrow. After having dinner silently with each other, he walked towards the smithy with two scimitars.

    Does this battle need to be fought?

    Roddy weighed for a long time and finally decided to do it. He was not a guy who rushes up to fight like a hard-working guy. What he knows the most from the ranger profession is how to use the least resources to do things.

 
    Ruger in the morning was not just venting anger- eliminating the instability in the team was the fundamental purpose of Roddy. Ruger knows best, and if he doesn't know him well, Roddy will never let him act with him. Today's results have been beyond his expectations. The scouts were united and had the same purpose. Only with such a team can Roddy dare to make a decision to attack tomorrow.

    But there are more than 20 orcs at the 4th level. Roddy was confident that with his own means and understanding of the orcs if he was allowed to deal with those guys alone, he can solve the problem within a few days. But then you have to face the danger that the enemy may supplement the wolf cavalry and considering his whole plan, Roddy still feels that... a lone ranger cannot change the country.

    He needs more resources, even if he only started with a dozen or fewer scouts.

    However, considering the number of orcs in that camp, he still couldn't help but sigh ...

    "It's a bit troublesome."

    Thinking of the scene we saw today, trenches have been dug out around the orc camp to hinder the cavalry's attack. This had a warhorse advantage. For scouts, the situation was worse. If the orcs were to stand still they would not be able to win, and the casualties would be severe.

    Roddy, carrying two orc scimitars, went into the smithy thinking, thinking about how to solve the most enemies in the shortest time, but unexpectedly he scared the blacksmith Stan in Nolan Village. A shudder, let the other party scream, almost fled.

    For no other reason, the shape of the orc machete was far more powerful than that of the scout-style short sword. Ordinary people have to use unusual effort to hold a handle, while Roddy had two blades with a fierce image. Blacksmith Stan has been ironing for thirty years, and he can’t see too much. The largest city he has ever walked through to was Houllier City. In addition, he had never even seen a living orc, let alone those elves or halflings. So, Roddy who walked into the shop in the sunset really scared him enough.

    "Uncle Stan, it's me."

    Roddy hurriedly put away his double knives and showed a harmless smile-Stan certainly knew Roddy. In the morning, he still used tools here to polish the horned bow, but because the sky was completely dark, and the silhouette was really scary because of blurred vision. He heard Roddy's voice and the courageous middle-aged uncle walked out of the corner. After the sentence, he asked, "Yes ... It's you ... Roddy ... what are you doing this late?"

    "I want to borrow your furnace and anvil for use." Roddy opened the door but his request made Stan startled.

    For a player who switched from a money player to a PVP, Roddy, as a Berserker also studied "weapon forging". But the level did not reach the top level, but only reached [Advanced]. Compared to the blacksmith in front of him, Roddy was more than enough to be the master of the other party.

    Weapons in "Cracked Earth" cannot be dropped by killing monsters. Most of the weapons used by players must be manufactured by themselves, including bows, arrows, conventional weapons, and even crossbows. Therefore, the number of professional players was not high at all. Inferior to those PVP players, Roddy was one of the countless people who used to make iron and leather bows.

    For Roddy at this moment, he needs to make some changes to the two-handed machete-including center of gravity adjustment, blade weight reduction and sharpness, etc., so that he can use the two-handed machete at the same time.

    Roddy was very clear that his strength lies in his memory and fighting skills, and the Berserker's fierceness is that he can greatly increase the damage of instant burst. Although he is only a second-level Legion Soldier for now, however, if he uses the combat skills of a Berserker to fight, his attack power doubles within a short period of time.

    The only thing to worry about was the loss of defense power for now. He can only be dodge by his own combat experience but if he was faced with someone with strength without the suppression of attribute advantages, Roddy thought he could not compete with the group of leather equipment.

    He was pondering his own tactics in his mind, but the blacksmith Stan in front of him didn't move. He just felt that Roddy in front of him was crazy-"Roddy, I know that your battle with the orcs was very hard and dangerous, but this is not the reason that made you crazy... "

    "Well? "Roddy replied, looking at Stan with a consoling expression in front of him to persuade himself, suddenly laughed, "I need to modify these two blades and borrow your tools. No need for any extra materials. "

    "Do you think iron is like playing mud?! I have been a blacksmith for thirty years-"

    Before he finished speaking, he saw Roddy reach out and hand over a few copper coins to him...

    "Then let me play mud once, okay? Uncle Stan?"

    Roddy had no other choice but to repeat his skills. Shi, fortunately, Stein wasn't so bad at talking. Seeing Roddy insisted on using it, he had to wave his hand and let him take the tools.
    Roddy didn't talk nonsense. After taking the tools, he lived up by the furnace that was not yet extinguished, and pulled the bellows skilfully to increase the flame temperature, and then started to modify "Ding-Dang-Dang".

    Stan was only standing aside. At first, he was just waiting for Roddy give up the hammer after he knocked several times, but he did not realize Roddy’s senior blacksmith's posture ...

    When he was preparing to "point out” mistakes, his arrogance suddenly disappeared.

    And his mouth grew wider because Roddy's forging skills even made Stan feel ashamed ...

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