The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth.

Chapter 358 Guerrilla Warfare (1)

"Let's go!" Okan stopped his men, who were still fired up after the battle and wanted to fire on the charioteers, and ran off without looking back.

"Damn it! These cowardly bastards! How dare they! These damned kingdommen!" A general who arrived in a chariot bent down to examine the cause of death of the soldiers and found that they had all died from despicable arrows.

"Damn it! Let's kill them!" a barbarian who looked intelligent shouted angrily, brandishing his halberd.

"...It's too late!" The general of the chariot people glanced at him, looking at him as if he were an idiot. This child seemed quite intelligent, how could he be mentally challenged? Whose chariot could catch up with someone else's iron cavalry?

"Damn it! These bastards got off easy!" The warrior angrily slammed his fist on the chariot.

“Be careful next time! We need to attack their town quickly!” The vanguard general of the chariots shook his head helplessly. Although he had the idea of ​​pursuing these harassing cavalry, he could not, because he understood that his primary target was the town of the human kingdom. He needed to establish a foothold for the following troops before the main army arrived.

"Go!" he snorted and turned his horse around.

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"Captain! They didn't fall for the trap?" Someone looked back and found that the tankers hadn't chased after them! Instead, they continued heading west.

"Tsk! They're asking for it! Catch them! This is our land! They have no right to run rampant!" Okan's eyes flashed with a chilling light.

"Understood!" Everyone pulled on the reins, causing the horse's head to veer to one side, and everyone chased after the charioteers.

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"General! Those cowards are catching up!" a soldier said, pointing to the wisps of dust rising behind them.

"How dare you! Turn around and fight!" The general of the chariot people almost burst out laughing. A mere few cavalrymen dared to charge recklessly against them? They were simply courting death!

"Shoot!" Okan roared, raising his longbow sharply and leaning back.

"Buzz~" On the galloping Charr, Okan and his Duchy light cavalry mechanically repeated the action of drawing their bows and releasing arrows, unleashing several volleys of arrows in just a few seconds!
"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!" After more than ten arrows, only three people fell from the chariot, their fates unknown. But Okan was very satisfied. Running shots were not known for their accuracy. The correct approach was to cover the enemy with a rain of arrows. Unfortunately, their numbers were limited, and they could not unleash a torrential rain of arrows that would blot out the sky and shock the enemy!
"Save your arrows! We have no supplies!" Seeing that the method was not working, Okan simply stopped this inefficient shooting method.

“Lure them in circles! Maintain a distance of two hundred meters and fire accurately!” Okan gritted his teeth and said.

“This might make us vulnerable to attacks from the enemy’s professionals!” one of the cavalrymen frowned.

"Just dodging their javelins is enough! We can't worry about the rest!" Okan drew his longbow and shot an arrow that felled a charioteer.

Because of the limitations of the composite bows used by the light cavalry, and the fact that they weren't professionals, 200 meters was the furthest distance they could guarantee accuracy and lethality! Fortunately, the charioteers weren't skilled with bows and crossbows but preferred powerful and lethal weapons like javelins, so 200 meters was enough to avoid most of the javelins thrown by the charioteers. "..." Everyone exchanged glances, seeing the determination in each other's eyes.

"Right!" Okan pulled on the reins, intending to swerve around the convoy of chariots.

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"General! These cowards have come all the way here again!" The coachman's tone was filled with resentment and anger. In his eyes, these Western human cavalrymen were all cowards! Scoundrels! They dared not engage in a real, head-on confrontation! (Roland: I hope you can maintain your untamed spirit when I bring the Knights over!)

"Splitting the troops! Fifty chariots in a group! Encircle them!" The chariot general's face turned cold. Although he didn't understand what kite tactics were, he had already begun to grasp the shamelessness of this method! He had already lost more than ten men, but hadn't even managed to pluck a hair from the enemy cavalry! Keep in mind that the enemy only had a mere four riders!
"Fight! Fight! Fight!" All the soldiers of the tank crews waved their weapons and shouted, as if cheering themselves on!

"Their main force is coming up!" A cavalryman saw the dust rising in the distance, a clear sign of a large army marching.

"Damn it! They have too many of them..." Okan's eyes were filled with despair. The number of four against five hundred was enough to crush them. They were not Huo Qubing, and the Chariot People were not goblins... You have to know that some of these forwards were professionals!

"Dragon God! These savages have split up! They want to surround us!" A cavalryman saw the chariot warriors waving their flags, clearly indicating some kind of signal. Then, the chariot army behind them instantly split into four groups and began to draw large circles to surround them.

"Move! If we get surrounded, we're doomed!" Okan's expression changed. The fine iron knight breastplates of his men were enough to block most of the arrows, but as for the javelins whistling from the chariots... he wasn't sure if they could stop everyone.

"Release the arrows!" Okan turned and drew his bow. Two chariots, eager to make a name for themselves, were already nearly a hundred meters away from them.

"Thud! Thud!" The sound of arrows piercing leather and flesh was enough to make one's teeth ache. The four chariot soldiers tumbled off their chariots without even uttering a sound.

Since you're so eager to go, then so be it! This is the first time Okan has ever seen someone so eager to be reborn. Do you really think your iron-plated leather armor can stop the Tri-Edged Armor-Piercing Arrow? In the hands of a ranger, this thing can pierce through the defenses of a knight of the same rank! Only a kingdom like the Kingdom of Lagrang, backed by the Dwarf Kingdom, can be so extravagant as to equip so many Tri-Edged Armor-Piercing Arrows to scouts.

"Get around them!" Okan said hastily, looking at the chariots that were only a mile away from him on either side.

These chariot warriors were the vanguard, so they were equipped with light chariots driven by two people. Although their combat power was not particularly strong, their mobility and flexibility were worlds apart from other chariots. Although they were not as agile as warhorses, their mobility was not much reduced.

"Return shot!" Okan said with trepidation, watching the javelin land limply more than twenty meters behind them, its tail still trembling.

Clearly, not all the soldiers of the tank crews were passively taking hits; some of the professionals attempted to fight back. Unfortunately, although their attacks were powerful and impressive, their range was inexplicably short...

"Charge!" Okan looked at the hills ahead. If they couldn't get over the hills in time, they would be blocked by these damned chariots, and their fate would be obvious.

(End of this chapter)