Chapter 10

The fact that the captain of the wolf cavalry was killed by an enemy arrow was right before their eyes, but the remaining orcs seemed to be momentarily in a daze. As they turned back in shock to look at their leader's corpse, they forgot to take the tactical evasive actions they should have taken at that moment...

Thus, in a sound like a watermelon bursting, another orc was instantly knocked to the ground with a hole through his head.

Not only the orc scouts, but everyone, including Captain Carter, were stunned. They never expected Rodi to counterattack in such a situation... The skill of horseback archery was not something that could be easily achieved. The bumpy ride, the ups and downs of the terrain, the rapid movement, and the crosswind—all these factors made even a veteran like Rudy completely lose his accuracy at medium to long distances.

But thinking about Rodi's insane performance of chasing nine arrows in a row, Captain Carter habitually accepted this hallucination-like reality... When he was about to raise his bow and take an attacking stance, he heard Rodi, who had just fired the third arrow, shout loudly: "Keep moving, don't stop!"

"Thud!"

The third arrow hit the shoulder of a war wolf, causing it to roll to the ground along with the orc rider on its back. In the few seconds of Rodi's counterattack, the eight-member wolf cavalry unit almost lost half of its combat strength. The remaining five orcs, intimidated by Rodi's terrifying and precise archery, slowly stopped their pursuit...

Their leader and deputy were killed by Rodi's arrows on the spot, with no chance of rescue, and both were killed with a single arrow. The third arrow hit the war wolf, but it also caused the orc warrior to fall and break his upper arm, rendering him combat ineffective...

The orcs, who had always considered themselves to be highly combat-effective, felt a sudden chill... They never thought that the human before them could so easily suppress an entire wolf cavalry unit, with his precise archery acting like the Sword of Damocles hanging over their heads, making the leaderless wolf cavalry hesitate and stop their pursuit, completely abandoning their advance.

But just as they were about to turn their war wolves to rescue their fallen comrade, they heard the sound of hooves growing louder from behind!

The orcs never imagined that these humans, whom they considered "cowardly" and "timid," would counterattack!

This time, the five wolf riders of the orc unit were on a downhill slope, almost all of them standing still. The scouts, riding war horses from the top of the hill, charged forward, swords raised, directly aiming at the wolf riders who had no time to turn and fight!

The morale of the two sides was vastly different, the geographical advantage was huge, and because Rodi was in the direction of the direct sunlight, the orcs had to face the blinding sun to locate their enemies—this moment, the three elements of time, place, and people were all in Rodi's favor, so he led the scouts in a terrifying charge with soaring morale!

Although they were poorly equipped private soldiers, although they had been riding horses for years on the border as a marginal force, although their riding and sword skills were not refined... at this moment, they all felt a surge of excitement with the words Rodi shouted as he led the charge.

Carter, following behind Rodi, felt his heart almost leap out of his chest. He took a deep breath and shouted the slogan that seemed to have been absent for a long time—

"For the glory of Carren!"

This phrase was like a shot of adrenaline, giving the scouts a powerful force that made even the weakest person feel courageous and even the most cowardly soldier dare to raise his weapon and cut off the enemy's head!

In just one breath, they charged over a distance of thirty meters.

Rodi, who had once been a "Berserker," swung his long sword without fear, slicing through the orc who had no time to dodge, splitting him from the shoulder!

Carter and the remaining scouts shouted loudly, although their movements were clumsy, they miraculously cut down three wolf riders—there was no other reason, these orcs had no morale left, only blocking the attacks without any will to counter, and were cut down like melons...

After the scouts charged past in a line, the distant orc unit was left with only one survivor. Seeing the situation, he lost all will to fight and turned to run, but in the next moment, he was hit in the back by an arrow from Rodi, who was seventy meters away, and rolled down the small hill.

Even with a heavy, fast-drawing horn bow, this arrow took nearly two seconds from being fired to hitting the target. At this point, Carter and the others gradually understood what true archery was—because while Rodi was firing this arrow, he was also on a moving horse, just like the distant orc...

So this arrow meant that Rodi had perfectly calculated the terrain, wind speed, enemy movement, and arrow speed, and accurately shot the enemy!

Carter and the others asked themselves... in such a situation, they wouldn't even know where their arrows would land, let alone hit the enemy's heart!

Rodi's stunning arrow also marked the end of the battle. Carter calculated that from the start of the pursuit to the successful counterattack, it took less than five minutes.

The result? All eight orc wolf riders were dead, and the scouts had zero casualties.

"Dis mount! Collect the spoils!"

Captain Carter was extremely excited, and his team members had the same expression... The reason was that they had achieved a charge that only legendary knights could do—though they didn't have long lances or heavy armor, and their formation was not neat, they had actually cut down the two-meter-tall orc wolf riders!

This would probably be a topic of conversation for the rest of their lives.

Rodi did not let down his guard, riding his horse and continuously firing several arrows to shoot down the war wolves. At this moment, Carter noticed that Rodi always used his fingers to touch the fine engraving on the tail of each arrow, his eyes brightening, thinking it was some secret of archery, so he curiously asked: "What are those engravings on the arrows?"

"Markings for adjusting the error in shooting." Rodi's gaze returned from the last fallen war wolf, his focused and cold expression fading, replaced by a calm and friendly one: "Each arrow is different, so I need to know how much error each one will have when I shoot it. I borrowed fifty arrows and selected and marked them to achieve the highest precision."

This honest answer left Carter speechless, even making him unable to accept it for a moment—he had never thought that archery could reach such a level of precision, to the point of marking each arrow!

"You see me hit nine out of ten arrows because the distance is too close, and I can almost completely ignore the error of the arrows. But the farther the distance, the more unstable the conditions, and the harder it is to ensure the accuracy of the arrows. Beyond fifty meters, the slight differences in each arrow can cause errors... like his head—" Rodi had already ridden up to the orc whose head he had just pierced with an arrow, "If I didn't adjust for the arrow's error, I might have only pierced his ear."

Carter swallowed hard, completely speechless. He felt that the guy in front of him was a freak, and everything he did was beyond his comprehension.

Dismounting, the scout captain felt that it was more reassuring to go with the other scouts to tidy up the bodies.

Rodi also dismounted, looking at the scattered bodies on the ground, frowning slightly.

In the game, he had killed countless orcs, but that was different. When he killed real orcs, Rodi didn't feel much emotional impact or disgust—when faced with the bloody scene, he just thought the smell was a bit unpleasant, and he seemed to have been completely desensitized to the scattered bodies by the game.

He sighed, not sure whether to lament his cold-bloodedness or numbness, and quietly called up the character attribute panel—now he was finally relieved to see the experience bar showing a number exceeding the required experience for leveling up.

Available experience points: 366

Previously it was 159, and the orcs he just killed, along with the group attack, had given him a lot of experience, so the eight orc wolf riders' experience wasn't all for Rodi. After the system verified, he still got 207, which Rodi didn't mind. Early leveling was similar, and the true essence of "Rift" lay in the various advanced classes and different secondary class combinations derived from the basic classes after level 10. The current advantage of leveling up was merely the increase in physical attributes—though significant, it was not as valuable as the benefits of advanced classes in the future.

However, Rodi did not immediately choose to use the experience to level up his "Legion Soldier," but frowned, thinking about another issue—about a controversial setting in "Rift"—

In the game, when the basic class level is increased, the health and all attributes are restored to full.

This situation is similar to the "full health and full status resurrection" mentioned before, intended to avoid frequent deaths for new players... At first glance, it seems very bugged, as it's hard to imagine a player who is half-dead suddenly becoming lively, which doesn't fit the realistic game style of "Rift." However, players later realized that in the late game, when all basic classes are maxed out, this setting does not affect the balance.

But for the current Rodi, if this not-quite-a-bug could truly take effect, it would be an excellent trump card—there was no resurrection in this world, and health potions? Not to mention Noland Village, even Holier City might not have them, and there were no players or numerous alchemists, so finding alchemical potions was not realistic.

He looked at his health: 75/90, which had recovered somewhat since the morning but was still not full. To verify whether leveling up would restore full health, Rodi directly used the experience to level up his "Legion Soldier."

A buzzing sound echoed in his mind, followed by a strange sensation spreading throughout his body, as if strength instantly filled him, and the increase in attributes made him clearly feel the improvement in his strength... Glancing at his health again, as expected, it showed 120/120.

It was indeed effective!

Rodi took a deep breath, confirming that he had another powerful trump card in this world that others could not understand.

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End of the chapter.