The galloping Samor Guards cavalry rushed up the unhindered muddy mountain road like a torrent of steel, and the horse's hooves were already covered with non-slip spiked horse irons, and they still ran like the wind on the muddy mountain road

"Disperse, our cavalry is coming!" The sound of horses' hooves caused the Samar soldiers who were fighting with the enemy in front of them to separate one after another, and Lou out of the dark and oppressive Stian army formation in front,

These Stians, who have been blinded by mountain hunters, are struggling to support the final bottom line with the assistance of hundreds of heavy infantry.

Hukoch rode his horse faster, and his eyes could already see the Stian soldiers who had just erected the shield wall through the gap between the scattered infantry,

The tall iron shield shone golden in the sunlight,

Like a bright wall of light,

The Stians tried to use this strong shield wall to weaken the bow hunting attacks of the Samor mountain hunters

"All 20 meters!

Hu Keqili shouted without hesitation, raised the short crossbow in his hand suddenly, and pulled the crossbow machine without hesitation, at such a close distance, the front was full of dense enemies, and any aiming was delaying the fighter,

There was a crisp "crash", and a white feather line shot through the shield wall, piercing the head of one of the Stitian infantrymen

"Shoot!" The tall Supor horses of the Samor cavalry were a whole horse's head higher than the shield wall not far ahead, "Collapse, collapse, collapse!" The Samorian cavalry running in the front, when they were 20 meters away from the opposite shield wall, they all pulled the cavalry crossbows in their hands,

Crossbow arrows swept through the air, and the sharp whistling that tore through the air filled this killing battlefield in an instant,

From high to low, hundreds of white arrows drew white lines, whistling into the bodies of the Stitian soldiers behind the shields.

"Ahh

The whistling sound of arrows tearing through the air filled their eardrums, and the arrows that "swished" into the locusts kept knocking the soldiers to the ground, and the Stian soldiers behind the shield wall were in chaos under this sudden blow,

"Cavalry! Samour cavalry!" the Stian soldiers in the front row suddenly shouted as if they had seen a monster,

The sudden rain of arrows blinded everyone, and many of the Stian soldiers were defenseless, just behind the shield wall, driven to stand by the roaring captains of the infantry,

Suddenly, I felt a flower in front of me, countless arrows shot down like raindrops, and my companion fell in a pool of blood with a look of consternation.

"Assault!" the Samour cavalry, who rushed up like a mad wolf, also spread out to both sides like blooming flowers at this moment,

Countless black shadows rushed towards them with a powerful impact force,

"Brush" a crisp metal friction sound,

Patches of dazzling light suddenly flashed out from these dark shadows, and the soldiers in the front row were dazzled,

"Sword, Samar!" Before a Stian soldier could say this, Hukochili's horse had already stepped over him with a whistling,

He was followed by thirty Samar guards in the front row who served as sharp knives, like a black steel arrow, and slammed into Hukochili behind him

"Kill me!" Hukochili shouted, the sword in his hand turned into pieces of light, he was originally a Southern Glory swordsman, and he was the best at fighting in this kind of crowd, and soon three more Stian soldiers fell to the ground,

"Ah" The Stian soldiers who were arraying only felt a flower in front of them,

The roaring horses and rumbling completely obscured the battlefield, and countless Samor cavalry continued to pour in, wielding cold light flashing swords in their hands,

The heads of the Stitian soldiers flew into the air mixed with blood,

Countless soldiers were trampled into minced meat by nearly half a ton of high-speed war horses in a panic,

"It's the Samour Guards!"

Wen He, the head of the Eighth Banner on the top of the mountain, looked at his subordinates who were in a mess on the mountainside, his face was pale and terrible,

Known as the sharpest talons of the falcon, the Samar Guards are the most elite troops in the Samor army.

This force entered the battle at this most critical moment, undoubtedly representing the victorious heart of the kingdom of the Samar Falcon, the god of war

Seeing that the defensive line he had just built up was completely on the verge of collapse under the onslaught of these terrible cavalry,

Wen He closed his eyes in pain, and the ten fingers he clenched were blue from too much force

He saw that the heavy infantry, who he was most proud of in the past, was now completely the target of slaughter by the flashing swords of the enemy's cavalry.

Despair is written on the face that is as apocalyptic as the end,

Bulky heavy armor and panicked resistance,

Let these heavy infantry look, like a herd of fat elk surrounded by hunters in the fall,,

Hukochili took advantage of the gap between slashing and slashing to look around,

The cavalry attacked as expected,

On the right line of the unsuspecting Stian army, a large hole was torn with a sharp sword,

Now it's not just the slopes that are fighting,

The Samar Mountain Infantry, who followed, spread out from the open gap to the hill at the back of the slope, engulfing the entire right line of the Stitian army,

The reinforced heavy infantry of the Northern Army also rushed up, under the cover of the hunting bows of the mountain hunters,

'Kill!' shouted the Samour soldier, like a wave of black rage, constantly pounding the turbulent right flank of Stienne's defense,

Tens of thousands of people were fighting around this slope, and dense arrows continued to whizz over the heads of the two armies.

Dense spear formations collided with each other, making a creaking and grinding sound

"The longbowmen are fully supporting the cavalry!Assist them in tearing through the enemy's right line!" Croressat, who climbed halfway up the mountain, looked at the crumbling enemy defense line, and decisively threw the strongest warbow squadron into the queue to support the cavalry,

"Whew!" The powerful longbow shot tore through the sky, and the Stitian army blocking the cavalry unit fell in large swaths under the powerful shot,

The shield wall that held back the cavalry was pierced, and the mighty Samorian cavalry, led by Hukochili, stepped over the heads of these panicked enemies like a black hurricane without hesitation

The battle line was shaking, there were only two main flag regiments on the right flank of Stien, and the rest were peasant soldiers, under the fierce offensive of the Samore army, these peasant soldiers who had no will to fight were no match for the Samar army at all, they were like melting snow irradiated by the sun, and they were quickly penetrated by the elite Samar army

"Order the Sixth Banner Regiment to throw in the right line!" Stianttuxa stood on the last hill with a stern face,

The current battle situation is changing too fast,

I thought it was just a tentative attack, but who knew that it would turn into a full-scale battle after a while.

The cavalry of the Samar army was like a dagger coming from the shadows, so that he didn't even have time to prepare,

The entire right wing was cut into several sections by this sharp dagger,

The Sixth Banner Regiment was already his last reserve, and it was also the personal guard of Stianttuxa,

Hukochili, who was leading the cavalry, suddenly reined in his horse

On the hillside in the distance, a Banshee Battle Banner of the North Wind was already faintly visible,

"It's Stiantusa's war chess!" Hukochili's eyes froze,

"Don't stop, kill it!" Hukochi wielded his sword, slashing several panicked enemies to the ground.

In the flickering light of the sword, the black Samor Guards cavalry killed in the direction of the battle flag

Because the Samar cavalry force was so fierce, the other Stian troops who were engaged in the battle had to concentrate on their heavy infantry.

Countless routs crowded on a mountainside,

The Stian rout was stupefied by this cavalry that suddenly rushed towards them,

Everywhere there are monster-like tall war horses, and everywhere there are whole fallen corpses,

The black armor of the war horse was dyed a shocking blood red,

From the slope to the mountainside, the Stian infantry, unable to form a formation, was a flock of sheep without resistance in front of the Samar Guards cavalry, equipped to the teeth,

A squadron of heavy infantry, before it could be arrayed, was torn to pieces by the roaring Guards cavalry,

Their corpses were piled up like a heap of grass,

This is simply a naked slaughter,

"Run!" the light infantry, who had lost the cover of the heavy infantry, no longer ignored their comrades who were still suffering in front of them, and fled like a flock of ducks that had been driven to the top of the mountain.

"Go back! All back! No one is allowed to retreat!" Suddenly, a group of heavily armored Stitian knights appeared from the top of the hill, these heavy armored knights were the sixth regiment that had just been thrown into the city by Stiant Tuxa,

They slashed at the rout that rushed up the hillside, like a steel wall cutting off the rout from the waist, trying to drive the rout back.

At the same time, there were also 8,000 stern-looking Stian hoplites, all of whom were servants of the Stian family, and although the battle had collapsed in front of them, for them, Stian Tuxa's orders were their will

They appeared on the top of the hill like a long black line, "Whoever is on the top of the hill will be killed!" Seeing that the rout army could not stop the onslaught of the Samor cavalry, the Stian knight on the hill gave the most cruel order,

Dense heavy spears formed a thick wall of spears on the top of the mountain, and the cold light and sharp spears completely blocked the back road of the rout.

Wen He, the commander of the Eighth Banner of Stian, who was already desperate, looked at the Banshee Battle Banner of the North Wind that suddenly appeared on the hill, and shouted excitedly, "It's His Highness Tuxa's Sixth Guard, we have been saved! Hurry up! Order the soldiers to return to attack!"

"Brothers, kill it!"

Hukochili, who led the army, saw that the tens of thousands of Stian troops were forcibly driven back from the top of the mountain, and he couldn't help shouting angrily,

These crowded routs had slowed down the cavalry troops, and now was the time to strike, and any delay could lead to the defeat of the assault

"Rush through! Gouge through the enemy!" Hukochili took the lead and slashed through a hesitant enemy, struggling to drive the thick horse under his crotch.

With a violent roar, he crashed head-on from the Stian rout without hesitation

, "hiss" Several Stian infantrymen who couldn't dodge were knocked out by the horses under Hukochi's crotch, knocking their companions in front of them to the ground,"

"Glory to Samor!"

Seeing that his general was so brave, all the Samar cavalry shouted and marched, driving the horses under their crotches, and forcibly ploughing a blood-soaked passage in the rout of the Stien's army,

In this frequent collision, the armor of the war horse constantly makes a crisp sound of raindrops.

"Kill, kill, kill!" Hukochili slashed and slashed in the rout.

The cries and screams of the soldiers were full of ears,

"Bump!" the Samar Guards cavalry rushed into the rout,

The tall Supor horse, driven by the cavalry, used its strong mountain-like body to forcibly push forward in the rout.

The flash of the sword flew, and there was no time to dodge the Stian soldiers, and they fell under the swords of the Samar cavalry,

There were too many routs, and a group of thousands of people was driven down from the hills,

The surging crowd forced the galloping cavalry to slow down,

As the penetration of the Stienne rout gets deeper and deeper, there are more and more enemies in front of him,

Many peasant soldiers, dressed in tattered clothes, were also driven from the Stian army on the hill, and poured in from the front like a tidal wave

If there is no road ahead, then use the swords in your hands to open a smooth path to victory for Samar!"

All the Samour Guards had a new understanding of the words of the former commander Ssalon, which made the blood of the Guards cavalry boil,

represents not only the bloody killing intent, but also the courage and bravery to go against the current.

It's a warrior's heart that is indomitable

"Order the Eighth Banner Regiment of the Northern Army, and attack the left flank according to the plan!" The fat man on the hill also saw the battle flag of the North Wind Banshee that appeared on the hill, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth,

The fat man finally waited for this moment, and the fierce and swift all-out attack really made Stianttuxa send out the last reserves.

At the foot of the mountain on the left side of the Vatu Pass is a steep ten-meter-high cliff, and there is no place to climb at all, and Stiantuksa also saw this, so he dared to deploy most of his army on the right flank.

No one would have thought that the Samorian army would be able to climb up from a steep cliff wall up to a height of more than ten meters,

But the fat man can, and the two heavy flag regiments of the Northern Army, which received the order, quickly pushed the tower cart loaded with archers that had been left in the military formation to the cliff wall on the left flank.

The front baffle of the "pop" arrow tower is lowered like a siege tower, and it smashes the flat top of the cliff wall in front, and a passage is set up between the cliff wall and the arrow tower

"Damn, fooled!" Stiantusa also noticed the scene on the left flank, and he slammed his fist into the hard rock with an angry expression, and the bright red blood left from his fist

He had already thrown the last of his troops into the right flank, and the left flank at the moment, compared to the right flank where tens of thousands of troops were fighting, was now as weak as a piece of paper

"Kill!" the Samar hoplites, spear-wielding, shouted, and rushed up the left flank hill along the baffle, and more arrow towers were pushed by the Samars up the left flank cliff

There were thousands of dense black dots, like a black tide that completely covered the entire left wing

"Kill!" The three thousand defenders on the left flank, who were weak and weak, were quickly crushed by the outnumbered Samore army, and the Eighth Banner Regiment of Samar, which had climbed up the hillside, turned around and took advantage of the mountain to constantly shoot the enemy on the right flank with crossbow arrows, V

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