Death Guns In Another World

Chapter 1489 1329: Against the Orcs 3

Joe heaved a sigh of relief. He turned around and beckoned to his men to move forward. However, at this moment, Joey caught a glimpse of a shadow that had shifted. It was an Orc who had turned a corner and witnessed everything in bewilderment. Joe instantly clutched his dagger and darted forward.

Shing!

A shimmering ray of light flashed and the Orc collapsed heavily to the ground. An arrow had punctured its skull and let the pitiful Orc motionless.

"Hu…"

Joe wiped the sweat off his forehead before turning back and sticking out his thumb.

Chestnut, curly hair awkwardly hangs over a round, tense face. Lidded brown eyes, set seductively within their sockets.

Dark stubble handsomely compliments his cheeks and leaves a captivating memory of his luck.

This is the face of Randall Green.

Randall and two other Rangers leaped above the fort wall agilely. Randall smiled at Joe and beckoned to his companions. Shortly after, the other Rangers swiftly hid themselves in the shadows of the abandoned watchtowers. They raised their bows and aimed vigilantly at every Orc inside the fort who had not yet realized that their companions on the fort walls had been eliminated. A dozen Orcs were curled up around the bonfire burning in the center of the empty field in the fort.

"What do we do, Boss?"

"Get ready. Just like in the training sessions."

Both of them communicated softly. Then, Joe led his Thief companions and disappeared into the shadows. On the other hand, Randall raised his bow and withdrew a fiery red arrow from his quiver. He aimed at the enemy before him and… blew a whistle.

"—!"

The crips whistle echoed clearly in the silent fort. The Orcs surrounding the bonfire stood to their feet immediately. They grabbed their weapons and scanned the surrounding vigilantly. But at this moment, Randall released his fingers.

Red radiance flashed through the sky.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

The scarlet flames exploded on the field. The constant explosion and blaze devoured the horrified Orcs, leaving them charging around like headless houseflies in the fort.

However, as soon as they escaped the devastating flames, ice-cold arrows pierced through their skulls like a bolt of lightning and turned them into frozen corpses.

At the same time, many of the Orcs rushed out of the fort continuously. As a race who was naturally born to battle, the Humans were incomparable to them in terms of keenness in combat. Although they were faced with an ambush, they remained calm swiftly and didn't panic at all.

Until the next moment.

"—!"

The crisp warbling and whirlwind rising from the flat ground engulfed the vicious blaze. A Spirit Bird emanating in holy radiance expanded its long, majestic wings while soaring into the air. It hovered above and looked down upon the Orcs before screeching and flapping its powerful wings.

A burst of rumble and dazzling lightning bolts struck the pitiful Orcs who couldn't dodge in time. They were scared out of their wits and they retreated to avoid the terrorizing attacks from above. But this was only the start.

The constant bolts of lightning vanished abruptly and the Orcs discovered that a dozen well-equipped Human soldiers had encircled them. Alex extended his hand forward then lowered it.

"Attack!"

On the other side.

'These cunning Humans!'

Gholug rode on the massive back of the Rhino Beast, gazing palely at the snow field before him. The Orcs surrounding him panted for air. He thought that he just needed to chase the cowardly Humans and eventually capture them because the Rhino Beast's speed was much quicker than a warhorse's and the thick snow field slowed them down even more.

However, he didn't expect these Humans to be that crafty.

Even though the warhorses weren't as quick, they around turned the corners and were unlike any of the Human Cavalrymen Gholug had seen in the past, charging forward in a straight line. But he had to admit, even though this tactic didn't look impressive, it was exceptionally effective. The Rhino Beast weren't flexible enough to catch up when their prey darted in another direction abruptly. What made the Orcs even more furious was that they had been chasing the Humans for a long time and failed to laid their hands on them. The Orcs were hoping to capture the Humans and their warhorses to fill their stomachs. But now, not only did they not have food on the table, but they were also drained. The chilly breeze cooled the Orcs' fuming aggression.

As Gholug glared fiercely at the dark figures in the distance, his fellow tribesman yelled loudly and rushed forward to tug his arm. Then, the tribesman pointed back frantically.

"Gholug, behind! Black smoke! Huge black smoke! On fire!"

''What did you just say?"

Gholug turned around anxiously. He witnessed the billows of smoke in the distance and his heart sank instantly. He knew where the smoke was from.

'The scheming Humans! Is this what they were plotting all along?! I fell for it.'

"G-Go!"

Gholug turned around without any hesitations. He lifted a gigantic ox horn hanging by the saddle and blew with all his might. The deep horn resounded on the Ice Field. The Orcs swiftly turned around and berated their massive mounts to return to the fort in the fastest speed.

"It seems that the new appointed Lord has succeeded over there."

Johnson sighed helplessly. In order to maintain coordination with Alex, they had decided on several secret signs. Billows of black smoke that meant success and also requesting for Johnson's Cavalrymen to retreat and provide reinforcements.

However, Johnson still felt somewhat hopeless because he believed that Alex was walking on a dangerous path. A tactic that worked against these Orcs didn't mean that it would work against strong opponents. Although, strictly speaking, Johnson's expertise was in suicide assault tactics, his personality was completely the opposite. From what he could remember this young man was a reserved and meticulous person and he naturally didn't wish for Alex to take such risks in battle. But now, he had no say in it. He only has to carry his order like a good soldier should.

"Alright, Brothers!"

Johnson shook his head and threw bizarre thoughts to the back of his head. He raised his right arm, shouted out loud and swung his arm down.

"It's time for us to shine!"