Chapter 645: I’m a Mage

Translator: Lonelytree

But in the end.

Zeller only gritted his teeth.

“Good!

“You go!

Remember to harass them back and forth. Don’t have any intention of killing Delava. I’ll get the Destroyer and the garrison to follow as soon as possible.”

The two of them looked at each other.

Without another word, they turned around and left. A moment later.

More than 100 cavalrymen followed Rheagar to the north.

More than an hour later.

The cavalrymen successfully arrived at the small plain north of the canyon before the main force of the Highleaf Region.

Under Rheagar’s command.

The cavalry was divided into three groups.

The largest group was led by him, and they were heading straight for the enemy that was coming out of the canyon.

The other two groups were lying in ambush on the flanks to harass or provide support.

Midsummer noon.

The weather was unusually hot.

The flowers and plants by the roadside were all curled up.

The warhorses took turns stomping their hooves restlessly.

Bean-sized beads of sweat dripped down from the knights ‘masks.

Some fell into the yellow mud.

It instantly evaporated.

Not long after.

At the entrance of the valley, the flag of the troops of the High Leaf Region appeared.

Rheagar raised the whip in his hand high up. Without any unnecessary shouts, he only lightly lashed the horse’s belly.

The warhorses began to speed up.

The knights behind him followed closely behind.

The sound of horse hooves began to ring out on the plains.

The enemy had obviously noticed this scene.

Before the cavalry could get close.

A group of berserk orcs roared and rushed out!

They fearlessly charged towards the cavalry!

Knock, knock, knock!

The rhythmic sound of horse hooves rang in everyone’s ears.

Rheagar calmly observed the battle formation in front of him.

Just as the cavalry he led was only about 150 meters away from the orc army charging at the front, the orcs were all stunned.

Rheagar suddenly shifted to the right.

The cavalrymen immediately turned around.

Dust rose.

Under the orc’s furious gaze.

The warhorses from Purgatory displayed excellent tactical execution and overall quality.

The cavalrymen went around to the right and decisively avoided the berserk orcs. Then, they made a small circle to the side and suddenly accelerated again!

This time.

The large group of cavalrymen led by Rheagar was like a sharp knife that pierced into the group of orcs who had just left the valley and were still in a frenzy!

For a moment.

The cavalrymen’s spears pierced through the orcs ‘chests as if they were piercing through candied haws.

A tragic wail sounded on the battlefield.

The sound of spears breaking rang out in the cavalrymen’s ears from time to time.

Knock, knock, knock!

Knock, knock, knock!

After a fierce charge, more than 30 orc corpses lay on the ground.

Rheagar led his team and retreated to the east.

At this moment, the team of berserk orcs from before followed them relentlessly. “Hurry up and leave!

“Don’t linger in battle!”

Rheagar calmly gave the order to retreat.

A small group of cavalrymen on the side also came over to provide support.

Under the good cooperation of both sides.

The cavalry led by Rheagar had perfectly shaken off the enemy’s pursuit.

This was a rather successful charge and retreat.

However, Rheagar’s eyes were still filled with a solemn expression.

Because there were still many enemies.

They were emerging from the mouth of the valley at an unbelievable speed. Among them was the Dragon Priest, who was good at strategic spells!

“Prepare for the next charge!” Rheagar shouted.

The cavalrymen shouted.

They gripped their spears tightly and adjusted the posture of their horses. They slowly followed Rheagar to the other side of the hill.

From this angle.

They could clearly see the flag of the war chariot that Delava was in.

The Dragon Priest was yelling at something.

Not long after.

The war chariot he was riding on was pushed to the front by the two Bear Gnomes.

On both sides of the battle formation were two small teams of Orcs, and in front of them was an elite infantry made up entirely of bear gnomes.

Rheagar had sharp eyes.

He even found two teams of archers near the chariot!

These archers were very likely to cause fatal damage to the cavalry!

However, the change in the battle situation did not allow him to think too much.

After adjusting the formation, Delava continued to move forward.

As for the troops behind him, they seemed to have been completely abandoned by him.

All he wanted to do now was to go up north to support the Black Dragon!

“It’s indeed dangerous to rush like this.”

Rheagar sighed deeply in his heart.

But he couldn’t let that kid shoulder all the pressure, right?

Thinking of this.

He decisively issued a new order.

Keep your distance and harass the enemys tail and flanks!

Just like that.

He stood on the hill and watched as the Delava formation quickly emerged from the valley.

When the time was right.

The sound of horse hooves rang out again.

The sky was filled with shouts and killing sounds. The orcs who were prepared immediately activated their berserk mode.

This time, they did not launch a counterattack against the cavalry.

Instead, they surrounded the square formation tightly.

Rheagar led the cavalry to charge.

When he got close, he suddenly used the same trick again, intending to stab at the tail wing where there were few people.

However, at that moment.

A short chant sounded.

In an instant.

A large area of mud appeared in front of the rear wing of the formation and the cavalry! [Tactical Spell: Area Petrification!]

In a flash.

The warhorse under Rheagar’s back burst forth with a powerful leap.

Whoosh!

It actually carried Rheagar and flew across the muddy area!

Knock, knock, knock!

The sound of horse hooves was slightly chaotic.

However, Rheagar still steadily rushed over.

The remaining people were not so lucky.

Although the warhorses they rode also had the bloodline of the Purgatory, there was a huge gap between them and Rheagar’s..