There are only five hundred people, no, four hundred less! It is a group of rangers!
However, in this sunken night without a trace of starlight, in this chaotic environment, few people could really judge the number of enemies, because the cavalry did not light up a torch and passed between the fortress and the imperial camp.
On the gentle ramp, people and horses are like ghosts that appear in the dark. The horse's hooves of metal horseshoes are lifted up and fell down in a neat way, and gradually gathered into a shocking force - a rapid drum beat penetrates
Everyone's eardrums were like the thunder in the sky.
"Everyone, form a spear formation! Pull the horses up, five, no, three are enough, their front is very narrow..."
AUNNetsen made a series of shouts, showing his military literacy that distinguished him from the image of a madman who only killed civilians, who was rumored to kill civilians. However, this series of orders were almost completely swallowed up by the hustle and bustle in the chaotic army, and several attempted to execute it.
The officers who ordered were dispersed everywhere, but they could not even do simple things like organizing a team of people. The panicked soldiers could no longer bear the blows. They gathered together with pale faces, but were completely at a loss.
Not to mention getting a spear that I don't know where to place it.
At this time, in this messy and complicated time, everyone is afraid of war, nothing can stop a group of cavalry, even if it is just a group of light cavalry.
"asshole!"
The Count roared angrily.
Because at this time, just a few breaths, the sound of the cavalry's hooves seemed to be deafening.
When the count's eyes turned in that direction, the flames burning in the camp just illuminated the amazing scene... The heavy doors tied up by two logs made a harsh tinnitus sound, and then...
In everyone's eyes, the wood actually bent inward like a leather strip, forming an incredible shape.
Time stagnated for a moment, and in the horrified eyes of all the empires, the door bent, broke, and the wooden strips collapsed... In the last creaking sound, leave the door latch. Take away the wooden walls on both sides, and then rub it.
It turned into a roar like a burst, and the fragments of the logs flew around like sharp arrows. The terrifying kinetic energy cut off several heads, taking away the parts of six or seven people, making them scream.
The sound arouses more fear in people's hearts.
The defense was broken through in an instant.
The light rider walked forward in the flying of wood chips and passed through the narrow door. Then he spread his formation like a bird spreading his wings, and a little mess was sorted out in the blink of an eye. The horses sniffed a whirlwind, and began a new one awkwardly.
The wheel acceleration and charge.
The black cloth was stretched open on them, and black tulips bloomed in the wind, and a silver spear stretched out from the flag. It was jumping in the fire, as if the sharp edge of the God of Death's sickle.
The enemies in front of them were still stunned, watching the shiny spear tips expanding in their eyes and drawing a straight line in the air. There was no detailed choice for the entry point. The spear penetrated the chest.
, separate the ribs and continue forward!
Two. Three...
Finally overwhelmed, the wooden poles of the spear broke one after another in the crisp sound, but before that they had pierced the chests of four or five people, and the horse's hooves flew past the fallen wounded, forcing them to issue the last tragic tragedy.
The knights threw down the broken spear in their hands expressionlessly, waved their swords, and their heads drew bloody arcs in the air!
The God Emperor is above...
Thousands of feet away, Master Kali, who had witnessed all this, gritted his teeth, and then squeezed out the humble prayer from his teeth... As a member of the empire, the only thing he could think of was the ancient man who believed in force.
The Emperor. However, the power of Isgandal may have been eliminated today, and the voice of the mage sounded so insignificant in this chaotic environment. He could only watch those simple light riders at this moment
It poured down like a torrent, with a small flat front or a defect. However, in front of the imperial people at this moment, the tip of the gun flashing in the fire was almost equivalent to the fangs of countless hellhounds, which could be blinked.
Devour anyone's soul in between.
The human body turned into flying flesh and blood between the sword light and horse's hooves, and the place where it could see had turned into a slaughterhouse.
The poor imperial soldiers were struggling for the final struggle. They fled in panic and fled in any direction. However, in the scale of a mere hourglass, they would notice that they had no way out, the evil one
The beast-like cavalry seemed to have predicted it. They turned their heads and surrounded the Xianglian ticket escapeer in one place, as if they had formed a vortex of death. Hundreds of soldiers who fled randomly were gathered and swept into the vortex.
, it was crushed to pieces in a flash.
The noise in my ears suddenly became a little far away.
This powerful mage has now lost the mage's unique arrogance and indifference, and the burning fire cannot cover up the blue and white spots on his face. The collapse in front of him is uncontrollable, and the speed is much faster as he imagined
...The triangle formation broke through the imperial camp, as if the legendary saint used miracles to split the waves, with cavalry behind and defeated soldiers in front.
War, this is war.
Kali's lips trembled, and suddenly realized that he had understood the true meaning of war at this moment...
Never be what people imagined. Before they came into contact with such face-to-face fighting, it is difficult for people living in peace to guess the space on the battlefield. Fighting is a bone-broken cold, cold and stern, how is the sharp blade?
Insert into the throat, let the blood splatter and melt into the night - the dying person struggled hard, and the blood foam choked into the lungs, and the injured person coughed hoarsely and curled up in great tragic death. Before the last moment came, he used the powerlessness of his grief
His eyes were fixed on the last scene that he could see. It should be a picture that gradually became dim and still.
Already lost...
The mage thought sadly that on an ordinary battlefield... if the battle loss exceeds about 15% and the two sides will decide the outcome. The one who can persist until the battle loss is 30% of the battle loss is the elite in the army, and the more troops there are.
The lower the number, the lower the number. Once the elite among the soldiers is below a certain proportion, the Xinglian peasant soldiers will not have the courage to hold on. The surging horses on the other side will be enough to make them retreat and disperse their own
The formations were eventually spread everywhere, and these defeated soldiers were more likely to affect more teams and spread fear.
Therefore, in war, people often complain about the cruelty of the lord, because most peasant soldiers will die under the sword or arrow of the supervising team - but in fact, this practice also has its helpless side. If the retreat cannot be stopped, then the whole thing will be the same.
The war will definitely lose.
But there is still a chance...
Yes, there is still a chance, and the pastors have already started to act.
The mage raised his head vigorously and turned his gaze behind him. There, the white luster was sweeping through the soldiers. The abundant god could rush into everyone's body, drive away the panic in their hearts with warmth and excitement, and let them regain their resurgence.
Pick up the sword and line up the formation. Although their weapons are of different lengths and their armor is messy. However, at least they already have something called the team.
"Count Nathan of the Asian Union... stop that team of knights, and all the soldiers here will be left to you to control!"
The mage shouted, and at the same time chanted a spell... The soft drooping arm danced because of the expansion of the chest cavity. The heart-wrenching pain caused a layer of oil and sweat to appear on the mage's forehead... However, for decades, it has been in the Austrian state.
The willpower obtained by exploring the art is like a strong dam. It blocked this wave of invasion and allowed him to recite the spell. Five light spots flashed in the air, and a shiny tail was whispered.
After rushing through a battlefield of hundreds of feet, pierce the two Tuminis light riders who accidentally got too close!
The moment the two of them fell to the ground, the mage noticed that the cavalry team was changing... The mage who had priority to attack the enemy was the convention of the knights in charge, otherwise even if it was just a formal mage, it would be involved in the cavalry team.
Open a large piece of the most dangerous space.
"asshole!"
Earl Nathan of the Asian Union widened his eyes and cursed in his heart, cursing the enemy's madness and cursing the cunning of the mage beside him... Because the cavalry in front of him had gone around a big circle, the direction they rushed towards was this Earl
In the camp, he brought here, the soldiers were all elites, and they had seen veterans who had seen blood. Even though the force was not necessarily excellent, the battlefield experience was definitely not comparable to those who were bloated. Every death would make the blood lion count feel stomach
A squeaking pain.
However, the curse was only a moment. The count lowered his head, his face filled with beard and horizontal flesh trembled slightly, but his distorted face gradually calmed down. The crazy bloodthirsty expression disappeared at this moment, replaced by
, is a kind of calmness.
"Listen to my order! The character V is reversed, the crossbowman has two wings, and the tower shield is cross-wind!"
The blood lion is not a butcher, so this count is naturally not a shit noble who only oppresses civilians. What he has is not only the power commensurate with his appearance, but also the ability of a higher knight, which is almost no less than any one.
Warrior.
The sprint cannot be curbed, but it can slow down and surround them. The two wings of the knight are the weakest weaknesses, especially these light knight soldiers without any vest protection!
The cavalry of Tuminis was still advancing, and the men and horses were carrying a cold murderous aura. In front of them, there were no enemies, only defeated soldiers, defeated soldiers, defeated soldiers... The defeated soldiers are the poison on the battlefield, in the enemy's
Under the impact, it could not have any effect of blocking it, but just fled along both sides of the military camp...
"Hehehehe ..."
Earl Nathan of AU opened his mouth and squeezed out a hoarse laugh from his throat, like a low roar before the lion discovered his prey and a roar of excitement.
A layer of blood appeared densely in the eyes of the blood lion. In the luster of the torch, it was like a layer of bright red light and shadow. This eye stared at the target, bringing everything, soldiers, camps, collapses or responsibilities.
, all left behind, only the fiery fighting spirit burned like flames.
He shook the reins of the horse, and the mount like a giant beast began to accelerate. The horse's muscles trembled and the sound of hooves was light, as if he knew that his master had finally found the real prey, and he was about to tear it apart in the next moment.
The throat, pierces its heart...
The throat of that cavalry was the figure running in the front...
This clumsy light cavalry team is not in full and has a large number of people. They are not even second-rate. However, it is precisely because of the riding and the dark red riding that all the disadvantages are not revealed.
Then, then
That man, that leader, used his voice to suppress the front line around him and turned it into a sharp blade that cuts off the enemy. He used his wisdom to drive the blade to stab every key to the imperial people, and also used his power to turn it into
The sharpest tip of this weapon, to be precise, is because of the efforts of that person, that cavalry will always retain the power of charge, scattering and dividing the enemy ten times its own time and time again and again.
The red figure turned out to be a woman, who casually slid off the cloak that was torn by the sword wind, revealing the exquisitely crafted armor below, which was so gentle and fit, outlining the thrilling curves of the woman in the flames, even if her face
On the top, the metal mask still did not reveal a secret of her face, but it seemed to be possible. It was amazing and beautiful to infer the secret of her face from the proportion of this body.
However, just as the beautiful flowers of roses are always accompanied by poisonous thorns, what is hidden under this beauty is enough fear and more danger.
The sword in her hand.
That or should not be called a sword. Nearly six feet long, one foot wide, one inch thick...the deep and dark metal, or more like a piece of steel than a weapon, when the distance is close enough, the wind waving of the black shadow is deep and loud.
, and then roared like a dragon!
She swung her sword - carrying a whip made of soil and smoke. She directly divided a knight and his sword into two sections. Then she turned around and slashed on the shield of another knight. The heavy steel shield was blown by
Below it shattered like glass, the steel sheets scattered in all directions cut off the owner's body like a knife, and a blood arrow soared into the sky, turning the heroic knight into scattered flesh and blood.
Clusters...
The crossbow is here.
The imperialists finally launched this chaos and collapse night. In the first attack, although the bowstrings of the military crossbow were sparse, the sparse arrows still brought some trouble to the cavalry and were attacked by the arrows.
The horse in the middle neighed and fell down, and a gap appeared on the arrow.
Dangerously space.
AFC Nathan charges.
The sprint of one man and one horse was almost at hand, and the monster-like giant horse went from motionless to the maximum speed, with only one breath! The vague sound of the wind was almost unheard, but for the swordsman,
This silence is far more amazing than howling - the dark sword swung a perfect arc in the fire. The arc was forward, and within a distance of nearly ten feet, dust was flying.
The sword in the earl's hand was also a magic weapon, with long arms and wide palms. He used nearly half of his territory's wealth to exchange for the ancient heritage from a small group of mercenaries, and there was a faint light of lightning on the sword's edge.
Flashing, the moment it hits the target, it will turn into a blasting lightning. However, this sharp blade worth ten thousand gold is almost worth mentioning in front of the enemy. The difference in weight between the two makes the result of this sword crossing almost.
Completely destined... The giant sword raided open his opponent, and kept brushing the count's head with constant force. The terrible debate lifted off his helmet. The corners of the metal armor scraped the count's forehead, and blood gushed out in an instant
It filled half of his face.
The fear in his heart made the count roar. He could hardly believe that he would lose in the confrontation of power. The power from the blade reminded him of the legendary dragon's pain in a flash.
Specially came from the tiger's mouth and from every knuckle. Although he barely grasped the sword, his wrist was so numb that he lost consciousness, let alone the sword dance continued to fight.
No surprise
The general grinned, and at that moment he had already held another sword in his hand. It was a thin stinging sword. A layer of blood-red mist floated on the blade, just like a wasp's tail needle.
The sharpness pierced the woman's heart. The light prick blade was pushed quickly under his power, and it cuts the air forward, like a straight bloodline.
Magical Weapons
This is a means of killing. The woman who swung the long sword no longer has weapons and is completely unavoidable. The baron used all his strength to stab downward. It could almost imagine that he could immediately enjoy the hum of this woman or
Sharp screaming.'What a pity' This thought flashed through his heart in an instant, because the power of the magic weapon in his hand was the Curse of Blood. If the wound stabbed by this vicious weapon, the blood around him would be in a short time
If you are sucked clean, even if you cannot stab the center, it will also cause your opponent to die in one breath!
But the next moment—
But he was in his heart. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations and monthly votes.