Roddy narrowed his eyes slightly and whispered his plan, "The orc camp has no mobile power of the wolf cavalry, and it will not be able to be replenished in a short period of time, which means that they will definitely have empty troops within a few days! I think... If we conduct a raid, then we are likely to pull out the nail and let the orcs get out!"

This seemed to be very fond of Ruger. Although he was still angry at Roddy's beating him, if the facts could really make the orcs go away as Roddy said, he would not mind giving up the "secondary contradiction" and resolutely fighting the "main contradiction" together - after all, for him, he still wanted to avenge his lost comrades.

If Roddy could really let him kill those damn orcs, Ruger would be willing to be beaten even if he was beaten ten times!

"You said there are more than twenty people in the orc camp, so... even if we go together, there is no hope of victory. Don't tell me that you are just good at talking. You can kill wolf cavalry, I believe, but there is an orc in a camp opposite. How can we kill? Can we kill it?"

This is a very objective question. Even if Roddy is so clever, he cannot avoid it. To be honest, Ruger still hopes that the boy in front of him can come up with a solution. Today he can kill eight wolf knights. This actually makes him understand that the other party's ability is not limited to this, but he must give himself a reason.

A reason to stand up and avenge those comrades in the past.

"The Kingdom hasn't dealt with orcs for a long time. Many people have forgotten their weaknesses and the advantages of our human beings...or we seem to have forgotten the most important point - that is... orcs are not as strong as you think."

Roddy's words were quite ironic. There have been many frictions and battles on the border in the past 30 years, but without exception, humans made concessions. Because there was no large army led by the lord, in small-scale battles, humans without formation tactics could not defeat those strong orcs in the melee.

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

"Why can I easily kill these orcs? Why did we win a great victory without losses in today's battle?" Roddy did not speak to Ruger in a sarcastic tone at this time, but explained to the other party as the "captain". This made Ruger not disgustedly accept everything he said, "Because in war is not a one-on-one fight, but using appropriate tactics, we can still kill them like today!"

Only by inciting words can people truly believe in the truth. No matter whether Roddy was really hiding his weaknesses in the past, the fact that he killed half of the wolf cavalry team alone is in front of him, no one can believe Roddy's words.

After hearing these words, Ruger's originally swaying heart actually felt an excitement that had not been there for a long time - it was a passion that had not been cold in his bones...

"If...I mean, if--you are really sure, a team of scouts will follow your command!"

"And, as long as I can kill those green-skinned beasts, I won't hold a grudge against anything that happened today." Ruger narrowed his eyes slightly, "But if you just exaggerate..."

There is no need to say much about the following words, this is just a statement from Ruger. For this kind of words, Roddy just nodded and accepted it. He did not rush to say anything, but glanced over the scouts in front of him, and waited for a few seconds before continuing: "...I only emphasize one thing: this is a war, and all of us may die at any time, and we cannot even keep the bodies."

The atmosphere calmed down in an instant.

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

"We all have to face those guys in the end, and there is no luck."

"So...If there is someone who wants to quit, I won't stop it. But among the people who stay, I don't want to see any coward who is dragging his feet."

At this moment, Roddy was indeed qualified to say such words to criticize them. Regardless of whether this team of only fourteen people can be called an "army", any small group must have a backbone - and Roddy is the core role of this team that is about to embark on the journey.

No one backed down in the face of Roddy's words.

Perhaps because of ignorance, perhaps because of innocence, but more because of their uncooled passionate blood like Ruger...

This situation was not beyond Roddy's expectations... He had fought on the battlefield for the Kingdom of Karen and understood that... Regardless of whether the country was eventually broken or destroyed, its people would have an unyielding will.

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

The next thing began to go smoothly. Roddy became the commander-in-chief of the two scout teams. After finalizing the gathering time tomorrow, he announced his disbandment. After having supper silently with the crowd of people with their own worries, he walked towards the blacksmith shop with two scimitars.

Does this battle need to be fought?

Roddy had measured for a long time, but finally made up his mind to take action. He was not a guy who rushed up and was ready to do it with a hot head. As a former technical mate, the profession of Ranger made him know the most, which was how to use the least resources to do the most.

The morning of fighting Ruger is not just to exaggerate - eliminating the unstable factors in the team is Roddy's fundamental purpose. Ruger is the best to know the appearance. If he doesn't know the appearance, Roddy will never let him act with him. The result is now beyond imagination. The scouts are united and have a consistent goal. With such a team, Roddy dares to make the decision to attack tomorrow.

There are only about twenty orcs within level 4. Roddy is confident that he can use his own means and understanding of orcs. If he is allowed to deal with those guys alone, the problem will be solved within a few days. However, in that way, he will face the danger that the enemy may supplement the wolf cavalry. Considering his next plan, Roddy still feels that... a Mavericks cannot change the country.

He needs more resources, even at the beginning, he only had a dozen scouts of less than level 4.

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

"It's a bit troublesome."

Thinking of what I saw today, the orc camp had already dug up trenches that hindered the cavalry's attack, which was a little worse for scouts who had the advantage of war horses. If the orc stronghold was defending the dead, it would be impossible to win the more with less on the plains - although conventional tactics may not have no chance of winning, the casualties will inevitably be severe.

Roddy, carrying two orc scimitars, thought about entering the blacksmith shop, thinking about how to solve the most enemies in the shortest time, but unexpectedly, his attitude scared Stan from Nolan Village to his whole body, causing the other party to scream and almost flee.

The reason is that the shape of the orc scimitar is far more powerful than the scout-style short sword. It is extremely laborious for ordinary people to hold a handle, while Roddy is very fierce in one hand and is far more terrifying than the prairie thief mentioned by the bard. The blacksmith Stan has been fighting iron for thirty years and cannot be regarded as seeing much of the world. The biggest city he has walked through is the City of Hollier. Apart from that, he has never even seen living orcs, let alone those elves or half-lings, so Roddy, who walked into the shop in the sunset, really scared him to death.

"Uncle Stan, it's me."

Roddy hurriedly put away his swords and showed a harmless smile of humans and animals. Of course, Star knew Roddy. He had used tools here to polish the horn bow in the morning, but because the sky was completely dark and his vision was blurred, the silhouette was really full of hostility. Hearing Roddy's voice, the brave middle-aged uncle walked out of the corner, and after a while he recovered, he complained a few words and asked, "Is it... it's you... Roddy... what are you doing so late?"

"I want to borrow your furnace and anvil to use it." Roddy made the request that made Stan dumbfounded.

As an alternative player who has changed from a life player to a PVP, Roddy, who has a deputy Berserker, has also studied "weapon forging", but his level has not reached the top level, but has only reached [level]. However, compared to the blacksmith in front of him, Roddy is more than enough to be the other party's master.

The weapons in "Riding" cannot be dropped by fighting monsters. Most players use weapons that they use themselves, including bows, arrows, conventional weapons and even crossbows. As a result, the number of professional players in life is no less than those of PVP players. Roddy is one of the countless people who once worked hard to make iron and leather bows.

For Roddy at this moment, he needed to make some modifications to these two scimitars - including center of gravity adjustment, weight reduction of blade body and sharpness, etc., so that he, who was just level 2, could use two scimitars at the same time.

Roddy knew very well that his advantage lies in his memory and combat skills. The fierceness of the Berserker is that he can greatly increase the damage of instant bursts. Although he is only a level 2 pawn, his attributes are not a little bit reduced compared to the beginning, but if he uses the Berserker's combat skills to fight, it is still no problem to double the attack power within the same level in a short time.

The only thing I have to worry about is the defensive power I lost for this - now he is a 2-level bastard in the basic profession. If defense can only be done by relying on his own combat experience, and when facing orcs as powerful as a cow, blocking and parrying is not so reliable. Without the suppression of attribute advantages, Roddy believed that he could not compete with the group of green animals.

He was thinking about his tactics in his mind, but the blacksmith Stan in front of him did not move. He just felt that Roddy was crazy in front of him- "Lodi, I know that your battle with orcs is hard and dangerous, but this is not the reason to drive you crazy..."

"Yeah?" Roddy came to his senses and looked at Stan's comforting expression in front of him to persuade him, and he was immediately amazed and laughed, "I need to modify these two knives and borrow your tools for a while, without any unnecessary materials."

"Do you think ironwork is playing with mud?! I, Stan, have been fighting ironwork for thirty years-"

Before he could finish his words, Roddy reached out and handed over the few copper coins on his body...

"I'll play with Mudba once, okay? Uncle Stan?"

Roddy had no other way, so he could only use the same trick again. Fortunately, Stan was not so difficult to talk to. Seeing that Roddy insisted on using it, he had to wave his hand and let him use it with the tools. He didn't even look at the two copper coins. Compared to the quartermaster Dick, he was a very kind countryman.

Roddy didn't say anything nonsense. After taking the tool, he started working next to the furnace that had not yet been turned off. He skillfully pulled the bellows to increase the flame temperature, and then he began his modification with a "ding-ding-dangdang".

Originally, Stan, who had a sudden whim, held his shoulder and stood aside. At first, he just waited for Rodie to knock the hammer a few times before giving up, but he didn't know that Rodie's movements were standard without any bad habits, and he looked like a senior blacksmith...

This made him widen his eyes, and his arrogance that was originally preparing to "instruct the country" disappeared.
Chapter completed!