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

Chapter 359 Guerrilla Warfare (2)

Looking from the sky, five dust-filled trails on the ground were attempting to encircle a small clump of dust ahead. It was clear that these chariot soldiers were not a rabble but an elite force. Their attacks were well-paced, and they were able to coordinate perfectly as they moved, driving away the fleeing Lagrange cavalry. Although their route appeared harmless, Okan was certain that if they relaxed even slightly, the chariots on both flanks would come up and tear them to shreds. The chariots looked ordinary, but they all had spare capacity and could accelerate and charge at any moment.

"They're wasting our horsepower!" a light cavalryman muttered.

"Let them wear them down! I don't believe the Rune warhorse can match the stamina of the Sharma!" Okan's eyes were bloodshot.

In fact, Rune horses are quite durable. After years of breeding by the charioteers, these horses are capable of pulling heavy chariots for hundreds of miles; otherwise, they wouldn't be used for this purpose. The only thing Rune horses lack compared to Shar horses is their remarkably poor explosive power. This is why the Lagrange Empire, which occupied the entire Romanian and Rune regions, still used Shar horses as mounts for cavalry and ordinary knights. After all, the Shar horses' excellent load-bearing capacity and endurance were sufficient to support knights in heavy armor during battle, and their excellent explosive power allowed knights to charge with ease! As for Rune horses… have you ever seen a warhorse that slows down halfway through a charge? Equipping a knight with one of these is practically murder. Of course, archer knights unanimously praise Rune horses, since archer knights never charge…

In fact, the endurance of the Rune Warhorse is indeed inferior to that of the Shire horse, not to mention that one Rune Warhorse pulls a chariot with two fully armed burly men on board. It would be a miracle if it could outrun a Lagrange light cavalry with only one rider!
But... the opposing chariot general wasn't stupid; he had five squads with over two hundred chariots! Apart from one squad driving the light cavalry from the rear, the remaining four squads were taking turns flanking and pursuing Okan and his group from the left and right... This was outrageous!

After all, the charioteers could let their warhorses jog and rest, but Okan and his men couldn't. They could clearly feel the fine sweat on their warhorses' bodies... If they continued running like this, something would definitely go wrong sooner or later.

"Captain! We can't keep this up! The general on the other side is a veteran! They're constantly pressuring us! We can't handle this kind of inconsistent pace!"

“…Go! Disengage! Let’s rest for a bit!” Okan reluctantly glanced back at the chariot warriors following behind him. In just a short while, he had pulled these chariot warriors at least thirty miles to the east, and they had lost at least fifty lives!

"Grip!" The Lagrange light cavalry knew when to stop. As they tightened their flanks, the already galloping Shire horses instantly gained another level of speed, quickly leaving the "tails" behind them with their excellent explosive power.

"Bastards! Cowards! Bastards! #%%*!" Seeing the Lagrange light cavalry slip away, the commander of the chariot people slammed his fist on the chariot and sent a "telegram".

"Crack!" The wooden chariot was deformed and broken by his punch.

"Thump!" The enraged general fell directly from the chariot that had split in two.

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"We can't hold out for long like this..." a light cavalryman mumbled, munching on dried meat and drinking cold water.

"Then what should we do? Let them march straight in? What if they cause damage?" Okan rolled his eyes helplessly.

"Yes, we can't let them cross the border! It would be our dereliction of duty if the enemy appeared at the gates of Jiliu City!" a cavalryman echoed. "The horse won't be able to take it..." The first light cavalryman to speak stroked his still panting mount with some pity.

"Horses are a minor matter! We might not have enough arrows!" Okan scratched his head. If it could stop these enemies, he would rather his warhorse run itself to death, but the arrows fired today are all irretrievable!
"I shot more than fifty arrows..."

"I fired thirty-nine..."

"I have a few left in this bag... I estimate I've fired more than forty."

“I shot and killed ten men.” Okan rubbed his temples. He could kill one with one arrow, but his men might not be able to.

“We still have over six hundred arrows. Although that’s a lot, the accuracy is questionable. These arrows aren’t enough for us to kill all the enemies,” Okan said, rummaging through everyone’s quivers.

“Our goal is to hold them off! Luo Xin will bring back the intelligence from here to His Highness! As long as reinforcements arrive, that’s fine! We don’t need to fight them head-on… We have to find a way to hold them off!” Okan said, propping his head up in thought. He knew that they couldn’t possibly annihilate all these enemies. Although their mounted archery had a huge advantage over these chariot warriors, if these chariot warriors were willing to sacrifice themselves and not be afraid of death, they could easily crush them.

“Hmm! I’m familiar with harassment!” One of the cavalrymen nodded. If a head-on charge didn’t work, wouldn’t harassing them be just as effective?

"Yeah! That makes sense!"

"When we encountered the enemy, we were more than sixty miles away from Delwin Town. We just ran all the way and led them for another thirty miles. Now they are at least a hundred miles away from the border! We have plenty of time! Moreover, Luo Xin Babry has already covered at least half the distance! As soon as Your Highness receives the message, our mission will be complete!" Okan said with a smile.

After all, this vanguard of the Chariot Peoples had no right to smile at the two Dragoon generals of Lagrang. If it were the full force of the Chariot Peoples pressing in, the two Dragoon generals would have to show them some respect with their heavy crossbows. Although their heavy crossbows couldn't compare to those made by dwarves, elves, and goblins, these Eastern Barbarians possessed special shamanic totem arrows, and the endless stream of curses was enough to make Caslo and Ajax curse their ancestors for eight generations. After all, curses are like a toad on your foot—they don't bite, but they annoy you! Most of the curses weren't lethal, but their disgustingness was absolutely top-notch among all skill effects. Not to mention, a tenfold gravity and a slowing effect were enough to cripple almost all air knights, even most Dragoons, turning them directly into "walking lizards"...

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"Faster! Faster! Faster!" On the vast wilderness, Luo Xin Baburi was riding his horse over bushes. He gritted his teeth, his eyes were bloodshot, and the veins on his hands bulged from pulling hard on the reins. He knew that time was life, and his captain and the others were still waiting for the king's reinforcements.

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