357: Chapter 28, The Cheat Cavalry Duel_1 357: Chapter 28, The Cheat Cavalry Duel_1 The power of an individual, in a melee of tens of thousands, could play only a minimal role.
Watching the chaotic Orc troops rushing towards him, Hudson put away his bow and arrow.
His goal of striking the enemy’s morale was accomplished, and the cannon fodder in front of him was not worthy of wasting his arrows.
As the enemy continues to approach, Hudson inwardly lamented not having a long-range weapon, otherwise, he could have easily taken out large swathes of the chaotic Orc Army.
“First Archer Squadron, ready, fire!”
“Second Arrow Squadron, ready, fire!”
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“Spear throwers, ready, fire!”
…
Hudson watched his subordinate officers command the battle, as if he were an outsider.
At this moment, his attention was not on the muddled enemies in front of him, but on how to eliminate the Wolf Riders behind them.
The torrent of arrows did not manage to halt the Orcs’ march, their chaotic charge had a disadvantage, but there was one good point— the soldiers in the front could not retreat.
Behind them were not just comrades, but swords as well.
Let alone turning tail to retreat, even standing still could result in accidental friendly fire.
No matter how powerful the enemy was, they could only charge forward relentlessly.
In a blink, both sides were embroiled in combat.
The orderly battle formation showed its unusual power at this moment.
The uniformly disciplined heavy foot soldiers appeared at the front line, steadily advancing forward with each step, while the archers behind them continued to shoot volleys.
The overall collaboration was still a bit naive.
But against a horde of unorganized Orcs, it was enough.
The battle line continued to push forward, evidently, in this skirmish, the Layton County Legion was gaining the upper hand.
The Marshal’s Banner of the Orc Army in the distance gradually appeared on the horizon.
Watching his receding forces, an elder sitting atop a giant wolf angrily muttered “useless” under his breath.
Realizing that the cannon fodder under his command was of little use, the elder coldly ordered:
“Send the order, have the supervisory teams act, execute any who retreat!
Savarus, you lead a thousand Wolf Riders to attack from the enemy’s left flank.
Grenland, you lead a thousand Wolf Riders to attack from the enemy’s right flank.
Brando, you lead a thousand Wolf Riders to attack from behind the enemy.
If you meet enemy cavalry, make sure to engage them to buy time for the main army’s siege.
…”
He dispatched three thousand light cavalry in one breath.
It seemed like a blitz on the enemy line, but the real target was the cavalry roaming outside the enemy line.
Upon seeing this, Hudson let out a small smile.
He refrained from launching a flank attack to the enemy’s rear precisely because he feared these Wolf Riders.
Unexpectedly, the enemy commander was quite ambitious, dividing his forces to swallow him in one gulp.
Seeing two Wolf Rider troops going left while one was heading right, Hudson ordered without hesitation as the enemy approached:
“Cavalry, charge with me and cut off the enemy on the right flank!”
In a blink, the distance between the two cavalry teams narrowed down to three hundred meters.
Instead of foolishly continuing the charge, Hudson pulled out his bow and arrow and started shooting.
A few War Wolves charging at the front fell to the ground, pierced by arrows amidst the whistling of the “Whoosh, Whoosh, Whoosh…” sound of the arrows cutting through the air.
Taken by surprise, the Wolf Riders behind them also crashed into the fallen wolves.
The chain reaction quickly resulted in several Wolf Riders flipping over their mounts.
The Wolf Riders who were tumbled all over the place had no time to catch their breath, as they were ruthlessly trampled by their fellow soldiers.
“Cir…”
The enemy general had barely started to take command but before he could give orders, he was taken down by an arrow.
There was no way around it.
Who was to blame for this fool for daring to enter Hudson’s shooting range?
With Hudson leading the way, once the distance between both sides closed further, the soldiers skilled at horse archery behind him began to follow suit.
In a flash, nearly a hundred Wolf Riders fell.
The surviving Wolf Riders turned around to avoid stepping on their fallen comrades, and launched a roundabout attack.
They didn’t fall apart, which left Hudson slightly stunned.
Suffering such heavy casualties and losing their commander, their troop somehow did not collapse.
But this was just a minor issue.
Faced with divided Wolf Riders, it seemed like they avoided being trampled, but it also disrupted their charging formation.
“Belsden, cast your Gravity Spell on the enemy Wolf Riders ahead!”
With a flick of his bear-like eyes, a large-scale wolf tipping event spontaneously occurred.
Dozens of War Wolves charging in front suddenly toppled to the ground.
Most of the Wolf Riders had arrows embedded in them, and if one didn’t look closely, they might think they had just walked into the aftermath of a previous wave of arrows.
Only Hudson, who heard the cracking sound of breaking bones, understood what had happened.
It seemed that Belsden’s Gravity Spell was not targeted at the entire Wolf Rider, but only stayed on one particular front leg.
If a wolf lost its front paw, it would have to tumble.
Even if it was just a temporary leg cramp, a tumble at high speeds would also result in a fracture.
Upon seeing this, Hudson decisively ordered, “Slaught!”
The originally agreed upon cavalry battle changed into a drama of cavalry cutting down foot soldiers after the “wolf” lost its paw, and furthermore, these were foot soldiers without armor protection.
The original ferocious War Wolves were either dead or wounded, left to struggle on the spot.
Upon witnessing this, the remaining Wolf Riders could no longer hold back and fled, exposing their backs to the rain of arrows.
A cavalry troop of a thousand was rendered useless just from one charge.
The Wolf Riders preparing to provide reinforcement were also greatly shocked.
“Elite human race, it’s definitely the elite human race!”
Apart from the elite human race at their peak, there was simply no possibility of so swiftly annihilating a team of thousand Wolf Riders.