"Grand Duke, Lord Soterstor is in the valley east of the camp and has found a large number of unknown cavalry gathering to attack the flank of our army."

A cavalry guard rode his horse and galloped over, and the fat man hurriedly stopped his horse, and even the people and horses were covered in blood and water, and the fire light that was extinguished by Zhou Ming shone on his face, bringing out a bloody red body, which showed the fierceness of the fierce battle

"Oh, the valley on the east side," the fat man's gaze swept over, the corners of his eyes jumped violently, and he hurriedly turned his horse with a secret scream, and with hundreds of guards behind him, he rushed to the direction of the camp valley,

"Kill"

Before they arrived, they had already heard a fierce battle drifting in the wind, and through the light of the raging fire burning in the camp, hundreds of black-armored guards cavalry could be faintly seen, holding short crossbows in their hands, shooting at the rows of strangely decorated cavalry that attacked like a sea tide.

The appearance of these cavalry horses and knights possessed by cold iron is all pale cyan, which looks particularly infiltrating in the night, with bulging shoulders and wide shoulder armor like a pair of eagle wings with a concave and slightly spread, looking like the legendary eagle man

"Falcon Cavalry"

The fat man stopped his horse, his pupils shrank, and he took a deep breath of cold air, the strange dress of this cavalry reminded the fat man of the falcon cavalry mentioned by Nilai,

"Sotes is so good"

When the fat man saw the form in front of him, he had to secretly praise,

The valley in front of me is more than 200 meters away from the camp flank, and it is an inward mountain col, and the terrain is dark in the dark night, and it is almost impossible to see clearly if you don't get close.

If you pass in front without knowing it, you will definitely become the target of the enemy's ambush.

In front of thousands of elite cavalry who suddenly killed, no matter how brave and good the army is, there will be great chaos, and then it will be cut and devoured.

Although the Guards cavalry were fierce and brave, and were equipped with assault crossbows, they could not escape the fate of destruction

"The other party is a master of ambushes, but it's a pity that his luck is too bad," the fat man said secretly in his heart,

Obviously, Sotestore, who led the team to sweep the east side, discovered the other party's intentions, and took advantage of the opportunity before the enemy could react, and suddenly led the guards cavalry to seize the only exit from the mouth.

The thousands of cavalry in the valley were ready to attack, like a flood blocked by a dam, and had to attack in advance.

It's a pity that the pass is too small, the war horses are strong, hundreds of meters away, each time can only be crowded up a dozen war horses, under the dense assault short crossbow of the guards cavalry, most of them were shot over, and less than one of the ten people who can rush to the mouth can rush to the mouth, and the corpses of hundreds of people and war horses are piled up in the narrow mountain pass, making this place as bloody as Shura hell

At this moment, the other party continued to send cavalry, like a wave, constantly impacting the 500 Samor Guards cavalry guarding the mouth, and the situation was extremely tense and tragic.

"Blow the rallying trumpet and order the whole army to move towards me"

The fat man waved his hand, letting the herald behind him blow the horn of the assembly, the time was pressing, it was too late to assemble, the fat man first sent hundreds of guards behind him,

At this time, what is compared is the last perseverance, like a tiger and an iron cage, once it breaks through, it will be a very cruel strangulation war.

The Normans on the opposite side were also fierce, seeing that the war horses could not rush up, these Normandy cavalry like eagle men dismounted one after another, holding round bronze shields in their hands, shouting and rushing from the opposite side, completely ignoring the rain of arrows shot from the front, one row fell, and the other row held the corpses of their companions as shields, shouting and rushing to the mountain pass,

The Normans, who rushed up in confusion, collided with the swords and spears in the hands of the guards cavalry, and were squeezed by the dense Satamore spears around them, and had to be gathered together.

Countless spears pierced their bodies from all sides, blood stained their armor red, and the guards cut off their heads with their swords, blood spurting into the sky from their headless chests, forming a swamp of blood in the valley

"Woo" A long sound of three long and two short sounds, which was shattered by the red sky illuminated by the firelight, revealed a rapid killing sound like the beating of war drums

"It's the Grand Duke's trumpet"

In the distance, the rising Walkus, who was killing, strangled the running war horse, and turned back with a puzzled expression,

On the route he led his army to, the corpses of the Normans dragged out of a blood-red corridor, and his journey was the smoothest, except for a few weak resistances at the beginning, the Normans were like a broken dike, chaotic and out of control,

"Just give me a little more time, and I'll ......" Walkus' hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and he muttered in a low voice with an unwilling expression,

He is sure that as long as it takes a while, the remaining Normans will completely collapse, and when the time comes, this dazzling martial arts is enough to make him the capital boasted of by other flag commanders, the Southern Army has not fought like this for a long time, on weekdays, he can only listen to the blood-boiling battles that took place in the north, which has always made this fierce general in the Southern Army deeply regretful, the southern fierce general of the year, and now there are still a few people who remember,

This is the best time to restore glory, and it is too unwilling to give up at this moment, but military law is like a mountain, and it cannot be delayed

"My lord, it was the Grand Duke's urgent assembly that ordered us to return to the army quickly, otherwise it would be too late," the guard next to him turned his horse and urged loudly, and the other guards cavalry had already stopped attacking

As the Grand Duke's guard, they only have the Grand Duke in their eyes

"The whole team is moving closer to the Grand Duke" Under the blood-red gaze of the Guards cavalry, Walkus turned his horse and ordered loudly to the cavalry behind him, as if he wanted to spew out the unhappiness in his heart, and with a wave of his hand, the war knife infected with the enemy's blood drew a light and shadow, and the red blood arrow shot out from the war knife and hit the mountain rock next to him,

"Assemble and assemble"

The cavalry of the guards around them rode their horses closer, and their hooves flew like water flowing into the sea, rushing in the direction of the sound of the trumpet.

A group of black-armored guards converged into a torrent of steel behind Walkus, and the metal vests were galloping at high speed, making a killing friction sound, and the crowd was crowded, and the war horses were like dragons, like a swift black dragon rushing towards the direction where the horn sounded

"Kill"

The earth-shattering sound of fighting suddenly shook everyone's ears,

"It's Walkus' troops," the fat man looked back excitedly,

In the undulating area not far away, a jumping black line was approaching at high speed, and the snowy sword light made all the Samol guards who were fighting fiercely feel their blood boiling

"Bullshit Eagle Falcon Cavalry Lao Tzu is going to strip off your bird feathers today" The slut looked excited, "I want to pocket Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu pocketed you first"

The battle tonight made him feel like he was on fire,

Thinking that if it weren't for Sotes to discover the enemy's intentions, and very decisively locked up a large number of enemy cavalry in the mountain pass, with more than 100 catties of meat on his own, even if he confessed here, the fat man felt cold behind his back.