1030: Chapter 139: Chase, Escape_2 1030: Chapter 139: Chase, Escape_2 Since he started commanding the cavalry, he had fallen in love with this kind of field raid.
A careful study of the battles the Expeditionary Army fought on the grasslands would reveal that whenever Orc tribes migrated, they would pounce on them without fail.
If an Orc tribe were stationed in a dangerous area with solid defensive fortifications, the Expedition Army Corps would usually leave directly.
Unfortunately, on the Orc Prairie, such strategic strongholds were few and far between, with plains being more prevalent.
Even if there were such prized locations, the Orc tribes that had just migrated from the rear could not build defenses in ti or, rather, there was no need to build them.
Even the agricultural Orc tribes did not build castles.
Constructing a few rows of fence to keep out wild animals was the extent of their defense constructions.
With a production model based on slash-and-burn agriculture, they were completely at the rcy of the elents, and their agricultural production level was far inferior to that of humans.
In Hudson’s view, the fact that humans could overthrow the rule of the Orcs and beco the new overlords of the continent was essentially a victory of civilization.
Decent fertility combined with cutting-edge productivity gave humans an advantage in the competition against different races.
Look at the confrontation below, in the face of the Human cavalry’s attack, many Bimons greeted the enemy with sticks covered in bone spurs.
The spears on the prairies ca in two types: bone spears and iron spears— the forr were sticks with bone spurs attached, while the latter were standard spears.
Perhaps to save costs, the iron part of the spears used by Orcs tended to be shorter.
If they were scrimping so much on offensive weapons, then there was even less hope for equipnt like armor.
Having a set of leather armor was treatnt for elite soldiers.
No use of crossbow arrows; it was entirely a battle of flesh and blood.
The main force of the Bimon tribe that was not present wasn’t worth the Expedition Army Corps using precious arrows.
On this vast prairie, where the army could not get resupplied, consumable weapons like arrows were one less with each use.
A big reason Hudson was in a hurry to return his troops was the excessive consumption of munitions.
Their reserves of weapons were nearly exhausted, and continuing to fight would no longer guarantee that all soldiers had a Knight’s Spear in hand.
Cries, screams, and the sounds of combat mixed together, filling the world with an air of desolation.
“May there be no wars in the world!”
Muttering to himself, Hudson had already loosed the bowstring in his hand, and with a “whoosh,” an arrow flew straight towards a Bimon Ritualist.
Compared to casting magic, playing the role of a “Divine Archery Knight” was more economical; consider it an exercise in muscle training.
Every ti he took a shot, Hudson targeted the enemy’s important figures, making each arrow a sure kill and the battlefield’s “God Slayer.”
As for Maxim and Belsden, as Sanctuary Powerhouses, they had to maintain their dignity.
They would occasionally sneak attack, playing close to the edge, so long as they silenced the enemy quickly to prevent word from spreading.
Being too visible could attract too much hatred.
“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…”
The Bimons who showed themselves were hit by arrows one after another, with only an old, powerful figure spotting the danger in advance and narrowly avoiding a fatal injury.
“Despicable, the arrow has…
poison…”
Struggling to get the words out, the Bimon elder succumbed to his fate.
It wasn’t the fast-acting poison that killed him, rather a nearby Human cavalry soldier who dealt the final blow.
The poison that could instantly kill an Eighth-order Ritualist was exceedingly valuable in Aslante, and Hudson, not being a professional Poison Master, naturally couldn’t concoct it.
Nevertheless, it didn’t matter, as a Necromancer, imbuing arrows with Curse Art or similar negative energy, had nearly the sa effect as poison.
In the blink of an eye, the elder’s corpse began to rot, and his skeleton started transforming into an Undead creature.
Everyone had long beco accustod to this; transforming dead Orcs into Undead was, after all, an open secret.
Nearly all Necro magicians from the Kingdom had co this ti, aiming to deal a heavy blow to the Orc Empire and secure peace for twenty or thirty years.
Contrary to popular belief, the Necromancers, limited by their own magical power, did not have the ability to transform all of the Orc corpses into Undead.
Almost every ti, after the affair was over, Hudson would complete the unfinished “transformation business” himself.
But he would not claim credit for it, and instead, the deed would be attributed to the accompanying Necromancers.
The already chaotic Bimon troops beca even more disorganized after losing their leaders.
The scale of war had been tilted towards the Expedition Army Corps right from the start.
…
“Marshal, it’s confird.
The enemy is attacking a large Bimon tribe, and the two sides are currently engaged in fierce combat!”
Upon receiving this news, Duke Daniel did not hesitate in the slightest and imdiately ordered, “Send the command, all cavalry — attack and rescue the Bimon tribe!”
He had issued similar orders more than once.
Unfortunately, the enemy had always left by the ti they arrived at the battlefield.
Daniel only hoped that this Bimon tribe, now under attack, could live up to the Royal Family’s na and hold out a bit longer.
A distance of one hundred and fifty miles was nothing to the Elite Cavalry.
The battle ahead was still ongoing, so striking now was undoubtedly the best opportunity.
As the army rushed forward, Duke Daniel’s heart couldn’t help but race with excitent.
Aside from their own combat strength, the formidable nature of the Expedition Army Corps lay even more in their high mobility.
Without their mobility, even if it took stacking up lives, it was possible to wear them down.
“Mr.
Tito, we’ll be counting on you in a mont.
If the Offering Group can capture Hudson, you will be the number one heroes of the Empire!”
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