Before ascending to God, be a good lord

In the forest south of Inumori City, the Chasseur Regiment has assembled and is waiting for the signal from the front among the trees. The cavalry team now totals 500 people. In addition to those first brought by the Netherlands, there are also some who have been brought in the past month. Nearly 400 barbarians gathered in Iowa.

Most of the horses they ride are horses collected from White Tree City and supported by the Imperial Capital School. Most of these horses are not produced in the Galloping Horse Plains and do not have the blood of black scale horses.But at this moment, the pressure from Liehuo and other intermediate black scale horses in the team still kept the entire horse group in a neat formation.

At the end of the hunting group, Adams Appleby from the Imperial Family looked at Shafren Helen who came with him, and several other senior members of the Imperial School who came with him.

They are all the children of big families sent by the Imperial School. There is no shortage of magic medicine in the family to send them to high levels. However, there is no suitable territory and there is no way to arrange for them the title of first-class baron or above in the palace. They can only take advantage of this opportunity. The next night Qicheng went to war with the orcs, sending them over to seize military glory, and even plotted to gain territory on the Benma Plain.

The young seniors have been standing there for several hours since they gathered and mounted their horses. The boring wait made them feel resentful, but they did not dare to speak out in public, because in front of them, there was also Andrew, a senior elf descendant of the royal family and the leader of the Flying Dragon Knights. Goldmoon Augustus.

Anyone could see the dissatisfaction with them from the face of the golden knight, so they could only look at Adams together and ask him to ask what to do.

Sensing Yan Sen's expectations from his companions, Adams reluctantly approached Andrew and asked in a low voice, "Captain Andrew, are we still not attacking?"

"No, you have to wait for the commander's order!" Andrew said firmly, without any politeness in his tone.

Adams asked in surprise: "Aren't you the commander?"

"No, Agni is the current commander of the Chasseur Regiment. Marquis Lant has given her full authority here."

"Fire...who is it?" From the title, Adams had a feeling that the current commander had no title or title, and even his profession and level were unclear. However, this commander had obtained Lant Galloping Horse. of absolute trust.

While Adams was still guessing, a female voice came from the air around him.

"Master Law Master, don't worry. The battlefield ahead is dark and unclear. We have to give Imola and the others some time."

"Are you... Commander Agni?"

Adams looked around, but didn't see anyone talking, and his speculation about Lie Huo became more confusing.

"It's me, I'm with Andrew." When Adams looked at the Golden Knight, he heard an incredible sentence, "I am Andrew's current mount, and everyone and the horses here are under my command."

"you are……"

Not only Adams, but even the senior officials of the imperial capital behind him opened their eyes wide, no one dared to believe it or deny it.

The total strength around Adams is 550 knights and cavalry. In addition to 6 high-ranking knights, there are 20 junior knights and above, 50 knight apprentices, and the mounts include 5 intermediate black scale horses and 20 junior black scale horses. , 30 other junior war horses.

However, this team, which can rival any Marquis Knights, is actually commanded by a horse, which makes it difficult for the young people in the imperial capital to accept.

"Roar~" Lie Huo let out a low roar, magic patterns flowing all over his body, and the original black body was enveloped in firelight in an instant.

"Ah, a high-level monster?" The high-ranking people all showed shock.

Liehuo took two deep breaths through her nose. At this moment, she felt extremely lucky to have come to the battlefield in person.The high-ranking people in the human empire behind him, whether they were royal children or young people from the imperial capital, all came to fight the orcs to gain merit.

In their eyes, whether it is Lant's subordinates or their own tribe, they are the loss figures in their credit letters. If they do not personally take charge, these guys will definitely fight against the orcs with all their power and that of Lant. , and then patted his ass back to the imperial capital to enjoy the life of his aristocratic grandfather.

……

Outside a pond 5 kilometers north of the forest border, Imola Longhorn and Vianice Oak led 20 elves and 40 orcs each to the Gray Tail Tribe's camp. No. [-] was fully armed. Soldiers are the strongest combat effectiveness that two people have brought out over the years.

In front of the elves and oxen, Gray Tail has not fallen behind. The only Beast God's Favorite and the main orcs are on standby on the Iowa front line. At this moment, there is only No. 60 combat-effective werewolf in the camp, and there are 3 or 4 auxiliaries nearby. Herbivores and human tribes.

Vianis looked at the half-oxen on the side and wondered whether she should rush forward directly.

This assault was a test attack jointly planned by Jenny Galloping Horse and Liehuo. They wanted to see if Inumori City had enough troops to rescue their cronies, and also to see if there was still cooperation between the armies of the Jiaolang Clan and the Orc Royal Court.

"Imola, do you think we can take Gray Tail? Will the big dogs in Inumori City and the rats in the north come?"

While moving forward, Vianis asked the half-oxen Imola guiltily.

"Who knows, it's best not to come. Let's just take down Gray Tail and White Mane. If Inumori City organizes a rescue, we'll attack Inumori's reinforcements first. If the rats come, we'll jump into the river together. Anyway, You can escape!"

Imola didn't understand the relationship between the orcs in the basin, but after a year of repeated defeats, she knew that she had to make the next plan at any time and prepare to withdraw to preserve combat power.

When the team of two people approached the Gray Tail Tribe 500 meters away, they could see smoke rising from the camp calling for help. This was because the orcs who were left behind knew that they had no chance of winning and asked for help from Inumori City a few kilometers away.

After approaching 100 meters, the elf archer fired two arrows and shot down the orcs on the watchtower in the camp. The entire team accelerated forward, and Imola even accelerated and ran straight towards the camp gate.

"click~"

With the sound of broken boards, the door of the Gray Tail tribe was suddenly knocked open by Imola, and the orcs and elf soldiers rushed into the camp with her.

There was no resistance as expected. Except for the corpses of a few lookout soldiers, no other orcs could be seen in the camp. There were only panicked human, half-orc, and half-elf slaves in the tents.

"Huh? What's going on?"

Imola was overwhelmed by this great victory. It was hard for her to believe that the orc tribe leader would give up his property and slaves and run away directly.

"They ran away!"

Vianis jumped down from a watchtower and said with a smile: "Let our people hurry up. Not only the gray-tailed tribe has escaped, but even the white-maned orcs have abandoned their camp. Let's rush over now." All the slaves can be rescued!”