Countless iron hooves stepped across the suspension bridge, and the messy sound of horse hooves was like rolling thunder.
In an instant, more than a hundred knights and non-commissioned officers, led by Hugo and Brian, swarmed out of the castle and charged towards Philip's camp in a huge shield-shaped cavalry formation.
Under the desperate urging of the knights, the war horse ran faster and faster, and the horse's steps became wider and wider. In the end, the stretching and changes of the muscles containing infinite power under the fur were clearly visible.
Galloping like the wind, the knights firmly pushed their feet into the stirrups, lifted their buttocks off the saddle, stood upright and leaned slightly forward, and the lances in their hands changed from diagonal to flat ends, and stretched straight forward.
Hundreds of lances were scattered in the galloping formation. As the horses galloped, the sharp lance tips undulated slightly, shining through the air with a cold light, like flying arrows!
Seeing the St. Solan people suddenly charging out of the castle and rushing straight into the camp, the knights of Fei Lie's patrol who were lazily wandering around the castle, after a brief period of shock, picked up their guns and drew their swords, shouted and howled.
They desperately urged their horses to move closer to the center, trying to prevent Saint Solan's cavalry from impacting the camp.
In the camp, horns were blaring loudly. The archers stepped on the camp wall, and the guards moved the newly built deer posts and lined up, raising their spears into a forest.
The atmosphere of the war seemed to have begun in waves as the suspension bridge fell with a bang.
"Set off!"
With Punk's roar, Roy followed Punk and rushed out of the castle.
When the castle doorway filled with torches flashed past, the stars in the sky and the sound of cavalry in the distance crashing together like the tide hitting the rocks swept over in an instant.
"left!"
The wind whistled in his ears. Palu sat down and his hooves were flying. Roy didn't have time to take a closer look at Hugo's troops who were already in close combat with the enemy in the distance. He only heard Punk's voice in the wind. He heard the order.
Without thinking, he took off the reins and galloped towards the left side of the castle following the royal officers who were pouring out of the castle like a tide.
According to the plan, the first step in the breakout was for Hugo and Baron Brian to launch an attack on the enemy's camp and mobilize all the patrols around the enemy.
The second step is for the cavalry led by Punk to take advantage of the chaos and build an arc-shaped defense line behind Hugo and the others, sweep and intercept the nearby Fiery cavalry, and cover the evacuation of the brigade.
As soon as he turned his horse to the left, Roy saw dozens of Fei Lie cavalry rushing over quickly in the dim morning light. They picked up their bows and arrows, and threw arrows like rain in this direction.
Whoosh... Arrows whizzed by one after another, and a muffled grunt could be heard from time to time in the galloping ranks of the Royal Cavalry. After only running a hundred or two hundred meters, several people were shot off their horses.
The Royal Cavalry's counterattack was equally sharp. They heard a bow string vibrating in their ears, and a hail of arrows spread out in the air as the horses flew away, covering the enemy with overwhelming force. Only a few war horses could be heard neighing, at high speed.
Among the charging Fei Lie cavalry formation, several cavalrymen had already fallen to the ground as their horses somersaulted.
Throwing a flurry of feather arrows at the swarming enemies, Roy looked back and saw that a large number of civilians had already poured out of the castle under the protection of the knights, turned along the city wall and past the guard tower, and fled to the north.
Running at the front was naturally a group of nobles on horseback. The noble gentlemen wearing silk puff-sleeved coats and feathered hats, and the ladies who had changed out of their wide and clumsy long skirts, were like a group of nobles.
The frightened quail, pale in face, clung to the saddle, and fled under the escort of the cavalry who kept swinging their swords to fire arrows.
At this time, no one wanted to show off, and many nobles did not even dare to look here. And those ladies and ladies who often fainted at every turn, although their faces were pale and tears were flowing, their nerves were very strong.
, being jolted by the horse when he sat down, his eyes rolled back and forth, and he was frightened by the chaotic arrows and screamed again and again, but he did not faint.
After the nobles, came the common people who ran on their legs.
Soldiers and armed civilians held shields and ran on the outermost side, resisting arrows and controlling the direction of the crowd. People on the other side of the moat ran in a panic. Their eyes were blank and their steps were mechanical, like frightened lambs.
By this time, the castle's intention to break out of the encirclement had become more obvious. The surrounding Fei Lie cavalry were galloping towards this side in groups. As they approached, they fired arrows with their long bows. The shouts and horns sounded one after another, and they interacted with each other.
Contact. In an instant, more than two hundred cavalrymen gathered.
"Whoosh!" Roy opened his bow and shot down the oncoming Felie Cavalry horse with one arrow. He watched the guy charging with the lance kneel down as the horse ran at high speed and did a somersault.
It fell dozens of meters away.
"Royal Cavalry, advance!" Beside them, the Royal Knights and non-commissioned officers had leveled their lances, leaned forward, accelerated past them, and faced the enemies coming at the same high speed.
"kill!"
Phew, Herod...
The long neigh of the war horse and the dull sound of the lance poking into the human body are like a symphony that shocks the human soul.
Punk, who was at the forefront of the cavalry formation, had a red light attached to his body. The tip of the lance in his hand seemed to be burning with flames. During the high-speed charge, he stabbed a Fei Lie knight off his horse with one shot, and then roared and shook the knight.
With his gun, he lifted the man up high, swung the gun barrel and whipped him away, crashing into Fei Lie's cavalry formation behind him.
Once the cavalry formations cross each other, it will be a chaotic battle.
The lances in the hands of the cavalrymen on both sides stabbed each other with the high-speed charge of the horses. Some people just stabbed their lances into their opponents' bodies, and they were stabbed off their horses by others. Some people turned around to avoid the opponent's lances, and drew out their lances.
He took out his long sword and rushed forward. Many galloping horses collided with each other. People on the ground screamed, horses stamped wildly with hoofs raised, arrows flew in mid-air, and some knights jumped high on their horses.
He stood up, roared, thrust his gun and stabbed.
"kill!"
Hearing the roars in his ears, the sound of gold and iron that was as dense as a rainstorm, and looking at the broken limbs and broken arms flying in front of him, and the spray of blood, Roy, who had never been on a battlefield, only felt that deep in his heart, as if
A valve was opened, and the blood boiled with the emotions sprayed from the valve, traveling throughout the body and rushing straight to the top of the head.
Roy was placed in the middle of the queue at the end, surrounded by the surrounding royal sergeants.
He knew that with the little strength of his weak body, he was not qualified to charge at the front of the team with a lance, so he could only fight in his own way!
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Roy raised his second-level battle bow and fired the arrow as fast as possible.
The bowstring rang, and an arrow hit the face of a Fei Lie cavalry five meters away like lightning. He turned around, opened his bow and nocked an arrow, loosened his hand, and an arrow penetrated the throat of another Fei Lie cavalry.
After sitting down, the horse ran forward for more than ten meters in the blink of an eye. Without stopping, Roy drew an arrow from his quiver and set it on the string. He fired two arrows at once, forcing a high-speed charging Fei Lie cavalry to abandon the target and swing his gun.
When he fired the arrow that was coming at him, a royal sergeant who rushed towards him at high speed seized the opportunity and pierced his heart with his gun.
Drawing the bow, drawing the string, and shooting arrows. The war horses followed the charging Royal Cavalry through the enemy formation. There was nothing else in Roy's eyes, only the fierce enemies, heroic companions, and the fleeting moments in the chaotic battle in front of him.
The gap. The concentration has been concentrated to the extreme. As long as the gap flashes for a moment, an arrow will be shot.
I don't know how long it took, but the surrounding enemies disappeared. Only then did he realize that he had followed the Royal Cavalry and penetrated the opponent's formation unknowingly.
Following the high-speed Royal Cavalry, they rode their horses in an arc on a small hill northeast of the castle. Roy urged Palu to prepare to line up again with the Royal Knights. Unexpectedly, he looked up and saw the castle wall.
A familiar figure in the distance was slowly kneeling to the ground, holding the arrow in his chest.
It's old Maxim!
The world suddenly disappeared from his eyes. In Roy's red eyes, there was only Maxim's pale face and the familiar goatee.
The old man's lips were trembling, his cloudy eyes looked at the arrow shaft stuck in his chest in disbelief, and a large mouthful of blood rushed to the corner of his mouth.
Beside him, his thin niece was desperately trying to help him up, holding him while crying and shouting something. The crowds of people running around were in a mess, some were crying and some were falling.
Old Maxim fell.
Not far away from him, there were Aunt Mary and Sister-in-law Xiaorou, mother and son.
Sister-in-law Xiaorou and her son were covered with arrows and fell to the ground. The chubby Aunt Mary was sitting at the foot of the wall.
In Roy's impression, Aunt Mary, who is good at cooking, although she is in her fifties, still has the personality of a little girl. As long as you praise her a few words, she will be overjoyed and treat you as her confidant. She is a good person.
She is a warm-hearted and kind-hearted person. She helps out in all matters between neighbors in the city. But sometimes she can't keep her mouth shut and often offends others with her outspoken words.
But now, that vibrant and rosy smiling face that made people feel happy upon seeing it had completely lost its color. The big hole in her chest made her clothes soaked with blood.
She just sat there innocently and pitifully, with her eyes open, looking at the city she was familiar with.
Why? Looking into Aunt Mary's eyes, Roy's heart felt like it was suddenly grabbed by a hand! His mind went blank!
Although he knew before setting off that this was a difficult escape. It was impossible for everyone to survive. Not to mention ordinary civilians, even nobles and even knights might lose their lives.
However, he never dreamed that he had just left the city not far away...
Why is this happening?
In the distance, Hugo and Baron Brian were fighting bravely amidst the shouts to contain the opponent's main force. Outside the castle, his own escort also expanded, blocking most of the Philippe Rangers who were approaching here.
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Therefore, there are not many Feili people who can break through to the side of the large team.
Except for some sporadic cavalry who broke through the blockade and rushed in, the largest group was a dozen cavalry who came around from the west.
What about the Holy Knights of the protection group and their retinues, the escorts from the Viscounty of Winger, Buck who was appointed by Baron Brian to stay to protect the civilians, and those who often eat at Aunt Mary's restaurant but always get credit
As for the retinue and the page boy - they can definitely drive each other away!
There was no one. Except for the civilians who were running around and screaming and falling to the ground, except for some civilians and a few soldiers who had no fighting ability in front of the Feili people who were slashing with swords unscrupulously, the knights who could fight had all run away.
What they left behind were endless screams, blood and killing, and the sound of horse hooves as they receded.
"Son of a bitch! I'll fuck your ancestors!"
"Son of a bitch!"
When they discovered that the escort behind them had taken the opportunity to escape regardless of the unarmed civilians, the royal knights who fought bloody battles all turned red-eyed and cursed angrily.
"Sir! What to do!" The two royal knights and sergeants all turned their attention to Punk, who was leading the team.
Originally, according to the plan, the team should head northeast at this time. However, the sight of the civilians who kept wailing and falling in front of them made everyone take a step forward.
To rush to the side of the brigade, they had to make a semicircle from the west and then rush back.
A burst of severe pain came from his hand, stretching all the way to his heart. Roy lowered his head and opened the bow at full strength more than fifty times, which made his fingers drip with blood. At the same time, he was also injured at some point. His shoulder,
His thighs were full of bloody wounds scratched by arrows or slashed by knives and guns.
Roy tore off a strip of cloth and bandaged his hand.
He did not cast a healing spell on himself. He had just become a potential apprentice, and the magic power in his body was only 220 magic codes. This amount of magic power was only enough to cast seven combat ring acceleration and two low-level healing spells.
Therefore, it cannot be used indiscriminately.
Roy placed his bow and took off his lance. He patted the frightened Oliver on the horse on the head, then turned the horse's head. Under the surprised eyes of the royal officers, he jumped down the hill alone and rushed westward.
The gray pallu rushed down the hillside like lightning. Its long mane fluttered in the wind. Its slender four hooves stepped on the dry soil, raising a cloud of dust.
At this moment, the morning light in the sky has gradually brightened. The originally bright torch was thrown on the ground casually, smoking black and looking dim. A few awakened skylarks flew past the gray sky, flapping their wings.
Fly hard into the distance.
Roy rode his horse faster and faster.
In the civilian team in front, there were several familiar figures running. The round-faced police officer Hans, Sister Xiaolan, the blacksmith father Ken, and Tom who was waving his sword desperately and was already covered in blood.
Between him and them, there were corpses on the ground, neighing horses and ferocious-looking Fiery cavalry.
The wind whistled in my ears. All the past events passed through my mind one by one.
"Fuck you!" A very calm sneer appeared on the corner of the big-headed boy's mouth. He leaned forward slightly and imitated the knights in raising their lances.