After a furious bout of cursing, the Orc Wolf Rider Company Commander hurriedly urged his mount toward the bend in the road.
As far as the Orc Wolf Rider Company Commander was concerned, since the Wolf Riders from the scouting parties had passed through safely, that proved there should no longer be anything wrong with the bend.
Besides, the bend had remained within sight of the two Wolf Riders left behind to launch a signal at the first sign of the enemy. That made it even less likely to be dangerous, unless those two Orc Wolf Riders were blind.
What the Orc Wolf Rider Company Commander did not know, however, was that if the two Wolf Riders holding the Signal Launchers had actually gone to stand at that bend, the reinforcements would probably not have found two lively Wolf Riders when they arrived. They would more likely have found two cold Orc Wolf Rider corpses and two dead wolves lying in pools of blood.
Thirty Mountain Lion Nightstalkers and ten Gorilla Rangers had been lying in ambush in the nearby woods at the time. The Mountain Lion Nightstalker leader had also been bitterly frustrated at not getting a bite of the action. Those female High Elves would actually have welcomed the two Orc Wolf Riders walking straight into their sights.
In fact, even now, the bend in the road was not necessarily safe. Sometimes, what the eyes saw was not the truth.
The hundred Orc Wolf Riders were almost at the bend.
Suddenly, the Worgs of the five Orc Wolf Riders at the front let out a chorus of anguished howls. Almost simultaneously, their front legs buckled beneath them. Their forward momentum sent the riders on their backs pitching off before they could stop themselves, tumbling head over heels to