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The arbitrary Samar light cavalry swept through the middle of the camp like a sharp sword, bringing a bloody wind, and the noble army blocking in front fell like a row of straw, and Salon shouted to the noble army surrounding in front of him with the head of Tatiso in one hand and the blood-stained sword in the other

"Look whose head this is, if you want to live, run for your life!"

"It's Lord Tatiso!" the spearmen who gathered around looked at the bloody head in horror, and forgot to move forward for a moment

"Kill!" Taking advantage of this opportunity, Salon's feet slammed between his horses, and his right hand sword was still numerically superior, but under this powerful sudden blow, there was irrepressible chaos.

The soldiers who fled for their lives were crowded together with the rushing Goose Steel Fen heavy spearmen, and the noble light cavalry who came to the rescue from the periphery were stopped by the chaotic rout, and had to pace anxiously on their horses

"Hehe! a bunch of rubbish!" Ssalon sneered at the corner of his mouth, and a horse led the light cavalry to kill the scattered noble army on the left, and the swords of the Samar light cavalry swept through like a storm, leaving a corpse on the ground,

The aristocratic army suffered countless casualties, weapons and equipment were thrown everywhere, and the chaos that broke out in the center of the camp quickly spread to the whole army, and in the face of this situation, the only noble cavalry that could stop the light cavalry had to choose to avoid the aristocratic soldiers who fled backwards

"What a terrible cavalry! What a sharp sword" Wei Dule, who was hiding in the mountain pass, took a breath and sighed with a gloomy face, "No wonder even the Left Guard King of the Vertical Kingdom was defeated at their hands! The combat power of the Samor people is even more terrible than the legend, and such a strong combat power can only be compared with the main battle knight of Rui Erdian"

"No, why can't I see it!" Sophie Mocha said disapprovingly, "Isn't it just a cavalry scurrying around, what's the big deal, if I led these cavalry, I would have ...... a long time ago" Sophie Mocha opened her mouth widely, but stopped with an embarrassed face, as a veteran, Sophie Mocha didn't think that a cavalry of about 3,000 people could defeat a noble legion with 15,000 soldiers and 7,000 light cavalry

"Why didn't you say it?"

"What do you think is down there! Piles of straw? Below is a huge army of 20,000 men, if it were an ordinary cavalry commander, there was no other possibility than to break through or die in battle! But the commander of this cavalry was very calm, and he grasped the flashing opportunity at the most critical moment.

Avoiding the outlying defense line with a large number of people, with lightning speed, penetrating directly into the center with relatively weak troops, with absolute superiority in a short period of time, forcibly crushing the three lines of defense composed of nobles and cavalry, and finally like an autumn breeze blowing through the top of a tree, cutting through the enemy's deadliest throat,

To be able to do this accurately in such a chaotic situation shows that the Samors have an excellent commander, and if I guess correctly, the noble general who was killed should be Lord Tatiso, the commander-in-chief of the vanguard of this campaign!"

Wei Dul pointed out the layout of Salon a little bit in a slow tone, and even Salon's thoughts were analyzed clearly, as if he had planned it himself, so that the fat man next to him had to look sideways, but he didn't expect that this somewhat obscene right-handed crippled veteran in front of him had such a sharp battlefield observation,

"It's a pity that they're still close to turning the tide of the battle!"

The fat man sighed, and the fat man's sharp eyes had already seen that just when Salonn led the Samor cavalry to chase and kill the rout, the seven thousand noble cavalry who chose to avoid the rout in the woods had begun to regroup

, If Salon is still followed by an infantry to expand the results, this battle may really be rewritten, but now, if you don't want to be entangled and annihilated by the opponent's superior cavalry, you can only choose to retreat,

No matter how fierce the Samor cavalry is, it is impossible to fight with twice the number of cavalry they have, and the fighter plane has passed, so what can be done!

"Stop the pursuit!"

The slight muffled sound in his ears made Salon, who was killing, suddenly stop, although there was a rout running army in front of him, but a sudden sense of crisis still made Salon's scalp tingle,

The palpitating vibration was so familiar, but it made Salonn unable to remember what it was

"Look, sir," shouted one of the guards, who was following him, suddenly pointing to the woods not far away.

A black line appeared on the margin, and a group of noble cavalry attacked the Samar cavalry like an open net, and the muffled sound of horses' hooves was like a burst of winter thunder, and the sharp long hair collided with the Samar light cavalry swords.

This is a collision of the will of the cavalry of the two sides, on the one hand, the tragic army of the commander of the banner regiment, and on the other hand, the invincible cavalry from the undefeated, both sides used all their strength, the sword cut into the armor of the noble cavalry, and the spear of the noble cavalry pierced into the heavy armor of the Samor cavalry,

The aristocratic cavalry in front of them came layer by layer, and they couldn't finish killing or slashing, although they were not as sharp as the Samor cavalry, but they were also equal in numbers with superior numbers. The cavalry on both sides were entangled, blood spurted out from the light of the sword, the horses fell down with a scream, blood splattered on the faces of the warriors on both sides, and the corpses were trampled under the horse's hooves and rolled, the red blood turning the soil under the horse's hooves into plasma

"There are too many of these *** noble cavalry!" Salon scolded angrily, the sword in his hand slashed over a noble cavalryman, and he slammed forward to exchange his sole

Hearing Salon's order, the Samar light cavalry, which had not yet been in contact with the noble cavalry, drew their short crossbows one after another, and a dense array of arrows shot at the rushing noble cavalry, and for a while the people turned on their backs, and the war horse with the arrow rolled to the ground, and the noble cavalry was thrown into the air by the suddenly fallen war horse, and the dense charging formation was chaotic, and the follow-up noble cavalry had to detour

The crossbow arrows in the back continued to shoot, and the noble cavalry in front fell one after another, and there were not many arrows shot, after all, the crossbow arrows were slow to load, but the psychological impact on the noble cavalry was too great, thinking that when he and Samol fought with all their might, a vicious crossbow arrow was aimed at him, no matter who it was, his hairs stood on end, and the noble cavalry began to waver

The hesitation of the noble cavalry in front made Salon's eyes light up, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, the two armies are fighting with sharpness and bravery, and this is the time when the enemy's military heart is shaken,

"Rush forward, these bitches are timid!" Salon raised his sword in the air and shouted, "Samour is invincible!"

"Samor is invincible!" shouted the Samar light cavalry who followed behind, waving their swords across the enemy's throat, and in the face of the high morale of the Samors, the noble cavalry could not bear it and fled one after another. Ask for recommendations, ask for collections, and give the fat man some blood!

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