Different World Online

Together with the first and second patrols, Steve and others left the Silver Hall accompanied by the creaking sound of the city gate rising.

The moment he stepped out of the city, Steve was instantly hit by an all-pervasive cold wave.

Previously in Thorium Hall, there was constant heat from the lava pool, and even the cliffs were warm;

Now, the [Alex] in my hand has become icy cold.

Tightening his collar, Steve unconsciously moved closer to Bobby;

After the ‘mount’, ‘large bottle of stamina potion’, and ‘meat shield’, he once again discovered the wonderful use of Miss Poppy, which is warmth;

This fat girl is just like a sizzling stove.

Even though her butt is bigger than a millstone, even though her beard is longer than Steve's, even though she eats a lot, it is undeniable that she is a good girl.

The third patrol set out westward in a fierce northerly wind;

After a whole morning of traveling, they finally arrived at Wildhammer Village, a dwarf village located more than thirty miles west of Thorium Hall.

When they passed the outskirts of the village, the fourth and fifth patrols without baggage had already arrived here first;

Although the village was not quiet at this time, there was no obvious shouting or killing, and it was obvious that the orcs had retreated.

After a quick observation of the village, Captain Fomon did not stay any longer and urged everyone to speed up!

At this time of year, some dwarf villages scattered in the wild would always be attacked by orcs who came and went like the wind. There was nothing that could be done about it.

Thorium Hall has limited space and is exposed to dangers from underground, so it cannot accommodate all the dwarves in the North.

Therefore, every time winter comes, the staff of Thorium Hall is always particularly stretched.

Following the team, Steve and Bobby arrived at the designated location and set up camp.

At the same time, a wooden watchtower was erected in the center of the camp.

The not-so-interesting guard mission continued. On the evening of the second day after they set up the sentry post, a shrill bone whistle sounded;

Steve, who was lying in the tent playing with 'ingot' mud, jumped out of bed with a start;

This is the Dwarven Sentinel's alert post, which means that an enemy is approaching quickly.

Steve slapped Bobby on the belly and shouted excitedly:

"Bobby, get up and get to work!"

Hearing this, Bobby's sleepy eyes suddenly widened, his round body quickly climbed up, and reached out to grasp his mace.

Eating and sleeping all day long, sleeping and eating, for an ogre with ideals and ambitions, this kind of life is almost boring to death.

Carrying Alex, Steve took the lead and rushed out of the tent.

In the center of the camp, a team member standing on a wooden watchtower was holding a telescope made of polished crystal, looking towards the west with a serious face.

At this moment, the fully armed Captain Fomon rushed out of his tent and shouted to the sentry:

"Report the situation!"

Upon hearing this, the sentry spoke immediately.

"Northwest, five to six miles away, there are orc wolf riders, about thirty in number, and they are moving very fast!"

Hearing this, Fumon nodded seriously;

For the orcs' raised wolves, a distance of five to six miles would only take about five or six minutes.

This four-legged beast with a mouth full of sharp fangs has excellent speed and endurance, and is more than twice the size of an ordinary wolf.

However, orcs have wargs, and dwarves have mountain goats;

Although the mountain goats have poor endurance, these goats with large horns and living on cliffs have extremely strong explosive power. Carrying heavily armored dwarf warriors, their impact force is comparable to that of the human ground dragon knight legion.

The most important thing is that mountain goats are one of the few herbivores that are completely unafraid of carnivores;

"Get ready to meet the enemy!"

With a loud roar, the patrol team climbed onto the mountain goats with armor plates mounted on them, arranged themselves into an arrowhead formation, hammers and axes in their hands ready to strike;

On the side of the team, Steve also climbed onto the shoulders of the hot Bobby;

As for mounts, orcs and dwarves are not worthy of carrying his shoes;

Do you know Bobby who weighs over 1,500 pounds?

Do you know about the tower shield covered with spikes?

Do you know about the six-foot-long mace?

Even though he was so awesome, Steve and Bobby still stayed at the side of the team;

Because the mountain goats they ride have strong explosive power but low endurance, the dwarves need the first and most powerful charge to establish an advantage on the battlefield;

If he rashly went forward to disrupt the situation, he would only disperse the formation of the opposing orcs, which would be completely detrimental to the dwarves' group charge.

The difference between recklessness and decisiveness is often just a little bit of experience and thinking;

Standing on Bobby's broad shoulders, Steve slowly squatted down and whispered in Bobby's ear:

"Poppy, let's go to the right side of the dwarf formation."

Hearing this, Bobby tilted his head like a curious baby, looked at Steve's face close at hand, and asked in a low voice:

"why?"

"Because the orcs will definitely not confront the dwarves head-on. They have been fighting for so many years and have a good understanding of each other.

In my opinion, the orcs will most likely use the momentum of their first charge to hurl their weapons, then dodge the dwarves' charge from the flank.

Orcs have the same dominant hand as humans, most of them are right-handed, so the hand they hold weapons with is most likely their right hand, which means they pull the reins of the wolf with their left hand.

When the first wave of fighting began, these orcs would most likely choose to move to their left, pulling the reins with their left hand for better exertion, while the weapon in their right hand could block the direction of the dwarf's attack.

Relatively speaking, we go to the right and just block their way."

After listening to this explanation, Bobby nodded thoughtfully.

Although she didn't fully understand, she still carefully wrote down what Steve said.

Her father often said that using your brain is a hundred times more interesting than wielding guns and sticks!

Although she prefers to wield guns and sticks, she also wants to be a bad guy like Steve who is full of evil intentions.

On the side, Steve continued to add:

“In a moment, I’ll pat your head, and you’ll charge forward with all your might holding the tower shield!

When I hit you on the head again, you put down your shield and hit me with the stick, got it?"

"Got it." Poppy nodded obediently and excitedly shook the spiked tower shield in his hand.

Soon, dust rose up in the distant wilderness;

A tall orc with huge canine teeth in his lower jaw, naked upper body and blood-red war patterns painted on his face appeared at the end of the field of vision riding a wolf.

A high, rude growl ensued, followed by the excited howl of the warg.

The moment the two sides met, ten orc wolf riders in the opposite orc team left the main force and moved towards the left wing of the orc team. At the same time, more than twenty orcs in the orc team began to slow down.

Seeing this scene, Formon, who was on high alert, frowned and shouted to Steve on the right wing without thinking:

"Steve, stop those orcs, don't let them easily cut off our retreat!"

After saying that, Fumon raised his one-handed hammer high and shouted at the dwarf charge formation:

"Everyone! Tie up your mountain goats, advance at a slow speed, and charge at full speed at any time when I give the order!"

On the side, Steve couldn't help but give a thumbs up to the decision-making of both parties;

War is not a so-called rush, where you just go up in one wave;

The art of war is the art of life and death. Any method that can reduce casualties on one's side and cause more casualties on the enemy is achieved at the cost of countless deaths.

And this is also the charm of real war;

A simple command can often determine the direction of a war.