When Punk and others rode down the hills, they were shouting and waving their lances.
At this moment, this group of men covered in blood did not look like a group of calm and solemn royal knights charging on horseback, but more like a group of excited and crazy barbarians galloping and cheering.
pretty!
That little bastard Roy did a great job!
No one expected that not only was this little bastard not knocked off his horse by a spear as everyone imagined, but he single-handedly picked off an armed knight and his attendants!
The Holy Emperor testifies! That is the most experienced frontier knight in the Kingdom of Cavalry! Let alone one-on-two, even in a one-on-one confrontation, most Saint Solan knights of the same level are no match for the opponent.
.How powerful the opponent is, the Royal Cavalry who just collided with them has the most say!
But, Roy did it!
This civilian boy rushed over with red eyes, and with an extremely stunning shot that had no strength and no gorgeous battle ring, he gave the Fiery Cavalry on the opposite side a hard slap in the face!
"Come on! Charge them all!"
The blood all over Punk's body rushed to his brain as Roy defeated his enemy.
In war, especially when teams of knights are fighting in the wild, morale is the most critical factor that determines the outcome of the battle. If when we rush out of the castle, all we have is the courage to risk life and death. Then at this moment, the chest of all knights
What surges is an invincible spirit!
At this time, there is nothing to hesitate about!
Amidst the loud shouts, the royal knights urged their horses to run wildly. They pulled down their masks again, raised their lances, and rolled down like a torrent of steel with a momentum that swept everything!
"It fucking hurts..."
Feeling the sharp pain under his ribs, Roy couldn't help grinning and gasping.
The knight's shot just now, just a little higher, was enough to poke a transparent hole in his lower abdomen. Even though he tried his best to twist around, a deep wound was still torn open under his ribs. At the same time,
One of his ribs was also broken.
The fighting spirit of an armed knight is indeed not something that an ordinary person can withstand. Even if it only scratches the flesh, the tyrannical power of fighting spirit will cause huge damage to the body's muscles and bones.
When Roy stabbed the knight's squire off his horse, Roy was already in so much pain that he couldn't even hold his lance. The huge inertia and the cracked tiger's mouth made the lance in his hand almost hit by the knight's squire who fell to the ground.
The body was taken away.
However, he still grabbed the gun barrel tightly and refused to let go.
Don't throw away your gun! There are more Fiery cavalry rushing over from the front. Behind the enemy, Tom is already covered in blood. The blacksmith father and Hans next to him are also scarred, and they can't hold on any longer!
Son of a bitch Philly!
Master Big Head is here!
Roy suddenly urged Palu and charged forward with his spear.
The blood slid down the cold and smooth barrel of the lance in his hand, and was thrown to the ground by the wind, blending into the blood flowing in the center of the battlefield. Palu's iron hooves as big as a bowl trampled on the small puddles of blood, splashing bright red
Splash.
Ta-ta-ta.
The rapid sound of horse hooves was particularly clear and firm in this early morning.
The morning sun that had just risen from the sky poured thousands of golden rays of light onto the earth. It draped itself on Roy's body and on the bodies of the dead.
Looking at the familiar figures lying in the dust, their silent eyes and the large pool of blood beneath their bodies, a familiar melody suddenly appeared in Roy's mind.
That's the Requiem for Saint-Solan.
Facing the swarming knights, Roy hummed a song and rode forward.
Everything around seemed to have disappeared, there was no billowing smoke, no broken spear flags of hunting, and no corpses scattered everywhere. There was only the bright spring light, just the blue and distant sky of Saint-Soulan, white clouds flying away, and groups of
Wild horses, reeds swaying in the wind, high cliffs and breaking waves soaring into the sky.
The bards said that those heroic knights sang songs and fought.
So does I!
In an instant, Roy was involved in the formation of five Fiery Cavalry like a whirlwind!
"Kill him!"
That was the voice of the shocked and angry Feili people!
The Feili cavalry swarmed forward.
The war horses have leaned forward as hard as their bodies, increasing their speed to the extreme. The muscles under the fur are like strips of iron at this moment, tense, and the whole body is releasing a terrifying impact like an explosion!
The two Fiery cavalrymen running at the front thrust their lances at Roy. The three Fiery cavalrymen behind also suddenly accelerated their thrusts, with three equally sharp and shining lances, and the ones in front of him.
The lances of the two Fiery cavalry formed a wave of consecutive attacks less than one second apart!
At the same time, Roy has also pushed the magic core in his body to the limit!
In mid-air, five spiral element arrays composed of blood elements were spinning rapidly.
Dark red elements flew from all directions on the battlefield, intertwining like bloody fireflies guiding the gates of hell. In an instant, spirals that were thin at the front and thick at the back were formed.
Undead magic, one general can make thousands of bones dry up!
Bone spear group stabs!
"kill!"
Roy, who rushed into the cavalry group, faced the five gleaming lances of the Fiery Cavalry that seemed inevitable, and screamed loudly!
A bright fire flashed in the sky!
The spiral array composed of five blood elements materialized in an instant, condensed into five bone spears, emerged in the void, and shot towards the oncoming Fiery Cavalry!
"Necromancer!"
The wide-open pupils of several Fei Lie cavalrymen reflected the white bone spears that instantly grew larger!
"boom!"
The two sides finally collided!
Puff puff puff.
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Only a series of rapid muffled sounds were heard, and the five Fei Lie cavalrymen who were caught off guard were all stabbed by the bone spears hidden in the flames. They suddenly fell on their backs.
One man was stabbed in the throat and stared to death.
The three of them were stabbed in the chest, or rushed out with a big hole in their chest, or turned over and fell off their horses.
The last person was stabbed in the thigh and was bleeding profusely for a while.
But at the same time, Roy did not avoid the opponent's lance thrust. He saw blood splattering on his thin body, and three lightning-fast lances simultaneously pierced his shoulder blades, lower abdomen and arms, completely knocking him.
He flew up, fell back more than ten meters like a kite, and fell heavily to the ground.
Everything happened in a flash of stone, fire and lightning, so fast that no one had time to blink.
It wasn't until Roy had flown out that the Fiery Cavalryman, who was stabbed through the thigh by a bone spear and had a chance to escape, seemed to have recovered from the extreme shock and fear.
Around him, four of his companions who had been alive just now had fallen into a pool of blood.
One person was thrown far away and fell to the ground. One person was caught by the stirrup, and his body followed the horse with a dazzling blood trail. The other two fell to the ground beside them. The fallen horse was struggling on the ground, trying hard.
stand up.
The living cavalry looked down at his thigh. The punctured thigh was dripping with blood. Severe pain had begun to come. But the white bone spear in the wound was disappearing.
The cavalryman tried in vain to reach out and grab the evidence of the necromancer, but what came from his hands was a melting sensation like ice.
Ossification shaped pin!
The tricks of the necromancer who is like a street rat!
The cavalryman suddenly raised his head and looked at the boy on the ground. In the pool of blood, the boy's frail figure was no different from the children of ordinary civilians around him.
The same linen clothes, the same belts and shoes made of tanned animal skins, and not even a piece of armor or a single expensive accessory on the whole body.
However, this seemingly ordinary child rode alone from the hills in the blink of an eye and killed an armed knight and five cavalry!
No one knows the strength of his companions better than this living cavalryman.
They are a group of powerful and tough frontier soldiers who have been at the border of the empire for many years. Whether they are clashing with the Saint Solan Army or chasing bandits for thousands of miles, they are all fast and sharp guns, running across the battlefield like a tornado!
However, they all died at the hands of this demonic child.
Thinking back to the scene just now, Cavalry Fei Li could not help but tremble all over.
At that time, the boy rushed towards him. His eyes were bloodshot and terrifyingly red. Although he was pierced by three lances at the same time, he could clearly see that he was still trying to catch him.
He wanted to use the power of the war horse to let the lance penetrate his body and get closer to him.
If he hadn't been stabbed out by the lance in the end, I'm afraid that even if he hadn't died by his bone spear, he would have died by his extremely fierce lance.
who is he?!
Ordinary civilians, necromancers, or cavalry?
Looking at Roy's fallen body, the surviving Fei Lie Cavalry was both horrified and thankful.
Suddenly, his eyes froze.
At this time, the sound of hooves on the battlefield was like thunder. The Philippe Cavalry Brigade and the Saint-Soulan Royal Cavalry Brigade were already galloping towards here from two directions. But right in the center, in front of him, the boy was trying to stand.
Get up.
Raising his head and looking at the terrified Cavalryman whose face had become deformed, Roy grinned, with a harmless smile on his innocent face.