"No problem, just go out and get ready. Let's leave overnight!"

Downton stopped these sycophants, and now the Ancient Spear is staying in the free trade zone. If the Firebird delivers the message, a group of soldiers can arrive within a day.

"Sir, what if those bandits see that the situation is not good and set fire to the supplies?"

Some businessmen are worried.

"Please note that I am not negotiating with you. If you refuse, just hold the goods and die. Anyway, I will leave in an hour. It's up to you to choose whatever you want!"

Downton used the word "please", but his attitude was not kind. A group of businessmen felt this and immediately shrank their heads and left.

Watching Downton giving orders, Alice thought he was so cool.

"What? Those humans abandoned the convoy and left?"

Hearing the scout's report, Captain Niu laughed loudly. The enemy was so frightened that he ran away.

"What are you waiting for? Gather your subordinates and kill them all!"

The werewolf leader stood up as he spoke and roared at his subordinates. He was a racist. He wanted to annihilate all the enemies even if he got supplies.

"Wait a minute, don't you think it's suspicious? They haven't reached a desperate situation yet, why would they want to escape? That's tens of millions worth of supplies. It's too easy to give up."

The leader of the Deermen is the most suspicious. If it were him, he would definitely choose to unite and wait for help.

"Why are you thinking so much? They only have so few troops, what tricks can they play? Let's go quickly, or the enemy will run away!"

The werewolf leader left in a hurry.

"Yes, these people must have a lot of softness in them!"

The tauren leader licked the corner of his mouth. Not only was it soft, but for these poor guys who only had their underwear left, the enemy's clothes were also excellent trophies. They couldn't let go of any of them.

"Don't forget our agreement. I want Downton's head!"

Seeing that the deer man leader was still hesitating, Kunta, who was eating meat, reminded him loudly.

"Hey, I thought Downton was so powerful, but he turns out to be a weakling too!"

After hearing that Downton had run away, Donovan spat with disdain. "Let your subordinates prepare, I want to fish in troubled waters!"

The night sky over the grassland is clear and empty, and as far as the eye can see, it is dotted with stars, twinkling and mottled, like a pastoral picture.

Bang! Bang!

Two huge fireworks suddenly exploded. Even though they were far away and no sound was heard, they could still be seen.

"Form up and prepare to fight!"

Downton tightened the reins and stopped. Walnut had an air ray and a bone dragon, and was very maneuverable, so he temporarily acted as a scout. The fireworks were the signal for the enemy to pursue.

The guards inlaid with gold roses temporarily acted as messengers. After hearing Downton's order, they immediately galloped on horseback to inform the business group leaders.

The crowds were noisy and the horses neighed. The team immediately became chaotic, and panic and tension spread. Even a three-year-old child knew that encountering orc cavalry on the grassland would basically lead to death.

It was a matter of family and life, and the chiefs did not dare to neglect him. With his trusted guards, they were not unreasonable, so they whipped them with whips and ordered their subordinates to move out of the battle formation.

The door of war opened, and groups of abominations filed out in neat formations. Lining up on the grassland, thousands of undead souls were silent, not even breathing, as if a kingdom of death had descended.

With the emergence of hatred, the surrounding temperature seemed to be lower, and the breath of death began to permeate the air. When it swept over those humans, they subconsciously slowed down their breathing, and then retreated.

The principals were frightened at first, but then their faces turned into ecstasy. Downton indeed had a trump card. This was the abomination of the undead, one of the famous heavy infantry in all planes. With them, they would definitely make the orc cavalry butt heads.

Broken blood flow.

Downton looked at these abominations with a smile on his face. Although they were ugly, they were his direct descendants. After getting the latest undead technology from the Grand Duke of Death Banshee, he began to let Bones run the war workshop.

Assemble Abomination.

The corpses of monsters in the Dragon Hills are inexhaustible, so the materials for sewing abominations are also inexhaustible. If the sutures hadn't been high-tech, difficult to make, and not in sufficient quantity, Downton would already have a team of over ten thousand people.

The army of hatred, as for these thousand, are all carefully selected as the Imperial Guard.

Hatred has no wisdom, because he will swear allegiance to his master, so he is the most perfect warrior, and will not retreat even if he fights to the last man.

The Werewolf Cavalry lived up to the title of Gale Wolf and appeared on the horizon not long after Hutao sent out the signal.

Under the darkness of night, they swept in like a tide with great momentum.

"Captain, this is hate!"

Scout report.

Bang! Bang!

At the same time, the advance scouts also fired illumination bombs. As they rose into the sky, they unfolded into a ball of gorgeous fireworks, and the hateful phalanx was also exposed to the enemy's sight.

"Go around them and attack the humans behind them!"

Although the werewolf wanted to kill everyone, he was not stupid. Even if his cavalry fought against the abomination, even if he won, he would lose a big tooth, so he chose to avoid it temporarily, "Let those heavily armored tauren rush into the battle!"

"Got the order!"

The herald held a fluorescent magic stone rod and waved it vigorously, sending out a semaphore.

Whoosh!

The werewolf drew his sword, and the sharp scimitar was swung neatly and uniformly the moment it was unsheathed, directly reflecting the moonlight and bursting into a ball of light, almost blinding the eyes of the human opposite.

"As expected of a regular army!"

Downton admired that the werewolf cavalry were famous throughout the continent. Their drawing of the sword was also one of their combat skills. Enemies with weak psychological quality would be immediately frightened.

"First five columns, fire~powder and ammunition ready!"

Quasimodo stared at the werewolves, and when he saw them entering the range of a hundred yards, he roared in anger, "Throw!"

Phew! Phew! Phew!

The fire and ammunition were smashed out like hailstones with the sound of breaking wind.

These werewolves are all professional soldiers with good riding skills. Their usual tactic is to pretend to charge into the formation, and then change their formation thirty meters away, so that the soldiers behind the enemy have no time to change their formation. They did the same today, but they suffered

It's time for a head-on blow.

"what?"

Werewolves have good night vision, which is also a basis for daring to chase and kill at night. They looked at the cans coming one after another. They were a little baffled.

"Is that commander crazy? He wants to kill the wolf cavalry with an iron block. Isn't this too funny?"

Thinking in their hearts, many werewolves also had mocking smiles on their faces, and began to calculate how much loot they could get. As a result, the next moment, those iron cans fell into the formation. Then they exploded into the sky.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Groups of flames burst out and splashed like fireflies. As soon as they touched something, they would ignite immediately. The impact air wave was not very big, but it was enough to overturn the cavalry.

As some cavalry fell, the werewolf's charging formation was disrupted, as if it hit a rock and sank directly into the sand.

Screams and wailing soon became the main theme. Especially after discovering that the flames on his body could not be extinguished, the panic of death began to spread.

"Spread out, spread out quickly, there is something wrong with these flames!"

The horde of werewolves roared, looking at the corpses falling dead one after another, their eyes were split, and they were so distressed that they almost vomited blood.

"Won?"

The officers looked at the wolf cavalry whose formation collapsed, with expressions of disbelief on their faces. The wolf cavalry's will is famously tenacious. Even if they are hit by a hail of arrows, they will withstand the strong attack and complete the tactics.

request, but now, just some iron cans make it impossible for them to maintain their formation.

"There's something wrong with those flames!"

The principals were not fools, and they soon discovered the clues. Some of the wolf cavalry had flames on their bodies, and they charged and slapped them at the same time. However, not only did they not go out, but they grew bigger and bigger. In just a few breaths, the flames spread all over their bodies.

, burning them into a torch, and these cavalrymen ran around in pain, and even set their companions on fire.

"Second wave, throw!"

Quasimodo was not disturbed by the cruel scene in front of him at all, and issued the order in a calm tone.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As the second wave of iron cans was smashed out, there was another round of intensive explosions, with flames flying and igniting more werewolves.

"charge!"

The leader of the werewolf group was ruthless and calm enough. He knew that retreating now would not only disrupt the formation, slow down the speed, but also reduce morale, so he roared and still led the charge.

In an instant, the werewolves rushed through both sides of the hateful phalanx and appeared in front of the human soldiers. They vented all their anger on these enemies.

Phew! Phew! Phew!

The torches crackled and burned, and both sides fired at each other.

Even with shields blocking the way, many people fell down on the human side, and then they collided with each other. The wolf cavalry's scimitars shone in the moonlight, harvesting lives one after another.

After a confrontation, the wolf cavalry rushed through, leaving more than a hundred corpses behind, and there were even more on the human side, especially the servants, with more than 500 casualties.

"very scary!"

The principals all looked pale. This was because Downton's regiment had dealt a blow to the Wolf Cavalry in advance, which greatly damaged their morale and lineup. Otherwise, they would have been defeated in a single encounter with their own lineup in full strength.

"Damn it!"
To be continued...