"Attack, we must stop them from crossing the river!" The extremely urgent battle situation below finally made Su Ke Bailing give up his intention to continue waiting,

She pulled out her sharp hunting knife and raised it high in the direction of the sun, and with a crisp shout, three thousand unbearable chasers swarmed out of the dense forest behind her like arrows, and in the sunlight they drew out a figure belonging to the chasers, the wind of war howled, and the sound of horses' hooves pierced through the middle of the white mist, bringing the shaking of the earth and the mountains in this vast land,

The assault spears of the chasseurs, like a huge torrent of steel, poured down from the high ground on the left side of the beach where the coalition forces gathered, because it was still 2 kilometers away from the area of engagement, so when the coalition soldiers found that a large number of cavalry on the flank were coming, the distance to be able to react was less than 500 meters

"Mom. It's the Sukh chasseur!"

The long wind and waves, Su Ke Bailing, who was in the lead, could already hear all kinds of desperate and panicked shouts, coming from the beach, tens of thousands of people were densely packed together in a mess, and the weak flanks were opening the door to the three thousand chasseurs who had reached the peak of their incomparable fighting spirit or desire for assault

"Assault, crush them!" shouted Sukebring, and the horse passed over a stunned coalition soldier in red knight armor. A striking red shadow shining in the sunlight,

The long hair flutters, like a dreamy beauty and picturesque, but it reveals the cold and killing of the whole body,

The sharp hunting knife in Su Ke Bailing's hand slashed a blood-colored light and shadow from the high air, and the coalition soldiers flew into the air with human heads full of terror on their faces, and when the hooves of the war horses fell, the red blood pillars sprayed out from the headless chest, and the gushing human blood shone with a strange and bloody luster in the sun, and the atmosphere of the entire assault was arched to the top.

"Rush in!" The three thousand chasers of the army's heart were greatly shaken, the horse's hooves flew up the dust, the shaking ground rumbled, and the cavalry cluster accelerated violently, like a huge rolling dragon, only one roared, and swept a squadron on the flank of the coalition army,

The sound of horses' hooves clashing and weapons breaking sounded continuously, and the coalition soldiers of this squadron were in front of the chasseurs who were attacking at an extremely fast speed. Without even having a chance to erect a spear, he was trampled underneath by the roaring hooves of the horses, making a sound of bones shattering,

The chasers shouted hard, their faces were full of hideous killing intent, at this moment, all the chasers had only one thought in their hearts,

"Kill!

They raised their sharp hunting blades, which gleamed in the cold sunlight, and slashed at the flesh of the enemy in front of them. With a wave of his hand in the gallop, the heads of terrified enemies flew into the air, their heads cut off by sharp hunting knives and rolled on the ground, and the headless corpses were slammed into the air by the war horses. Let the enemy in front of him turn to the ground, the scene is extremely tragic,

The offensive formed by the three thousand falcon cavalry was surging like a tide, constantly rushing in through the gaps that had been broken by the coalition forces. Like a sharp knife that cuts through hot oil, a galloping war horse, in a crowded group of coalition soldiers. stirred up a miserable bloody storm, "Mom!"

The soldiers of the Black Forest Alliance, in front of this unstoppable assault cluster, turned pale with fright one by one, and the light of the knife flashed in front of them, watching their companions being miserably chopped off their heads, or being cut off by sharp hunting knives, and hot blood splattered on the faces of the soldiers behind them,

Close enough to clearly see the white snort of the oncoming war horse, close enough to see the hunting knife swinging and falling with blood-colored bones like raindrops, the horse's hooves galloped by, leaving a bloody pile of flesh and blood, and some couldn't even see the appearance of people.

Fragments of severed limbs fell everywhere, and the smell of blood in the nose made a coalition soldier unable to stand such stimulation and vomited on the spot,

A chaser rode his horse and slashed half of his body without hesitation, and the red and yellow internal organs rolled from the broken body to the ground, trampled by the hooves of the war horse into the same scrap of meat as on the ground,

At this moment, a cold light shot out from the chaotic army next to him, it was an armor-piercing arrow inlaid with a metal arrow, almost the moment he reacted, the arrow shot through his throat, "The chasher's eyes bulged out, he covered the throat that was shot through with his hand, and his eyes were fixed on the direction where the arrow cluster was fired, which was a corner of the chaotic tidal flat, and a group of bloated Punk soldiers in ordinary leather armor squatted there neatly,

But if you look closely, you will find that this group of soldiers still has no intention of moving even in the turbulence.

From the hem of the leather armor, the flash of heavy armor could be faintly seen, and one of them was retracting the strong bow in his hand from under the squatting buttocks, as if sensing his gaze, and even showed a solemn smile to him who was on the verge of death

This is...... Ambush!"

The chasers raised their heads with all their might, trying to sound the alarm, their faces flushed with grievance, and they shouted with all their might, but from the throat where the air leaked was shot, there was only a gurgling sound of metal rubbing,

The light of life was annihilated in his pupils, and in the end, there was no sound, and the corpse shook on it and fell from the top of the warhorse, and with it, the hope of three thousand chasseurs. This situation is constantly playing out on the tidal flats, from hunters to prey, such a transformation has been quietly completed, as the assault of the chasers has deepened, the original 3,000 people have been dispersed, they ride on war horses much higher than the crowd, undoubtedly the sniper target of the heavy shield archers who have long been lurking in the flank queue,

A hundred meters away from the Falcon Cavalry impact, Punk Pasteur, the Punk patriarch, was wearing a very ordinary armor, standing in a row of Punk soldiers, and the corners of his mouth pursed disdainfully, and said, "Your Excellency's arrangement is really powerful, Su Ke Bailing, this stupid woman! The deeper she thrust, the fewer guards she had, decorating 500 heavily shielded archers with ordinary soldiers, and then following a squad of 50 men, in advance in an ambush position in favourable terrain for firing on the flanks, an ambush circle that allowed the prey to move towards death,]

Su Ke Bailing's clever behavior has already exposed the direction of his attack, all we have to do is to place the heavy shield archers on both sides of this stupid woman's assault surface,

In this way, the deeper the chaser hits, the more like a moth that throws itself into a net, and is completely nailed to death little by little. I really want to see her when she realizes that she is alone. What kind of expression would it be?"

"Naturally, it is a sad and angry expression of wanting to commit suicide, Su Ke Bailing, a woman's fiery character, maybe she can really do this!" next to him, a man whose whole body was shrouded in black robe sneered,

Judging from the voice of the answer, he was not very old, at most about twenty-six or seventeen, although the black hood on his head blocked the upper half of his face, he could still see his fair and delicate pointed chin and somewhat pale and sickly skin

He looked coldly at the three thousand Sukh hunters who were rampaging in the mudflats below. Especially the pretty red figure that made him feel a burst of anger, if it weren't for this woman, how could he fall into the situation of wandering in the Black Forest!

"Isn't this too cheap for her!" Punk Pasteur stared at Su Ke Lark in the distance, his eyes were full of hatred, and he gritted his teeth and said, "The revenge of killing the son cannot be avenged, even if she may know the secret of the place where the prophet is buried, I will torture her for a while, and let her confide the prophet's secret." Then I will dig out my heart in front of the whole clan to comfort my dead son, and I will see if this woman's heart is black as the rumors say!" How to deal with it is not a matter of words!" The black-robed young man responded, he subconsciously touched a scar on his face with his hand, and said with bad intentions, "Actually, there is no need to kill this woman, such a beautiful prey." Could it be that the patriarch was not tempted at all? In a certain way, she also had the blood of the prophet flowing in her body, if she could drink the patriarch union. I will definitely be able to breed extraordinary descendants!" "You mean, I merged with the Sukhs?, it would be a pity to kill such a stunning person, if you can enjoy her beautiful ketone body, it would be a good thing to torture her for the rest of her life" Punk Pasteur touched his chin with his hand, and said with some emotion

On the battlefield below, Su Ke Bailing also sensed that something was wrong, she was not the kind of big-chested and brainless who knew nothing about military affairs, she knew very well that in the final analysis, the chasers under her command were only light archers equipped with light armor,

With the fast horse longbow of the Sukh archer, the rapid rush can indeed cause confusion among the enemy, but it is absolutely unwilling to break through the flank of the 10,000-strong army formation without effort, as in front of him.

What's more, the enemy in front of him reacted too exaggeratedly,

The troops that were hit were of course in disarray, but the troops that were not affected were also in disarray, and there were enemies fleeing for their lives everywhere, chaotically getting out of the way or dodging in front of the assault of the chasseurs, as if they were deliberately making way for the chasseurs

"Young Patriarch, I feel that something is wrong!"

A bloodied chassar guard squadron leader stopped her from the front, and he said with a pale face, "I don't know why, the people we scattered are gone, I just searched, and I only found less than 50 people, and I also found the corpses of several subordinates, all of whom were shot by the opponent's heavy shield archers in the chaos, that kind of unique armor-piercing arrow, only the heavy shield archers of the Punk clan use it!"

"Heavy shield archer!" Su Ke Bailing's face changed slightly, she reined in the war horse, looked left and right, and sure enough, they were basically enemy people, "Everyone come with me and kill back from the river!" At the critical moment, Su Ke Bailing could only endure the anger in his heart, and shouted to the more than 50 personal guards around him, the war horse stepped into the river that stirred and floated with corpse blood, countless arrow clusters flew from the side, and the shooting of the heavy shield archer made the personal guards fall down,

"Bale!" Bai Ling Suke slashed open a coalition soldier who wanted to rush up and grab his war horse, and turned his face to see one of his personal guards, who was hacked to death by a group of enemies, and his eyes were immediately bloodshot, but there were too many enemies, and they surrounded him like an explosion, and the undernumbered Su Ke chasers were knocked over, and even Bai Ling Su Ke himself, if it wasn't for the desperate killing of the guards, he was almost stabbed by several spears stabbed at the same time and picked off from above

"Young patriarch, the river has been blocked, we can't go back" Another personal guard of the chaser was hit by several arrows, and before he died, he called the police here, and in just ten minutes, a layer of corpses of war horses floated on the river blocked by archers

"Everyone......!"

Bai Lingsuke stopped the war horse that had been submerged in the horse's belly, her eyes were already full of tears, and her mind still echoed the kind faces of the subordinates who calmly ran to death just now, and she wanted to slap herself with remorse in her heart, this attack of her own. has completely ruined the future of the Sukhs, lost the defense line, lost the chasers, and in front of the Sukhs, there is only the future of being brutally slaughtered by the coalition "Punk Pasteur, you coward, dare to come out and fight me to the death!"

A female voice resounded throughout the battlefield, and it seemed that Su Ke Bailing finally realized that she had fallen into an ambush and was powerless, and the only thing that responded to her was the dense swarming of enemies

A black-robed young man in the distance. He patted his palm with a horsewhip, and said with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "Patriarch Pasteur, you see, I'm right, in such a situation, that woman is still thinking about you, this is what God means, the Punk and the Sukh merge into one clan, plus the possession of the prophet's peerless treasure that can change the entire continent." I believe that it won't be long before the Punks will be able to form their own Black Forest Kingdom! You see that lark is about to fly away from the river."

Boom" There was a violent collapse sound, and the last watchtower of the Sukh defense line across the river collapsed from a high place "Hehe, how could you let her go like this!" Punk Pasteur's slightly old triangular eyes flashed with greed, staring into the distance and falling into a heavy encirclement. Like a trapped prey, she couldn't help but show a hint of lewdness, and licked her tongue, "Don't hurt her." I'm going to capture this lark of the Black Forest alive!" ......

The night was like water, and the cold wind swept through the grass at the waist of the pole. A group of punk soldiers cautiously marched through the dense forest, torches crackling in their hands, but the firelight could only illuminate the ground, and the whole forest was full of birch, thorn, beech, and oak trees, and the clanging branches surrounded them like walls. The flat ground was covered with green moss and thick weeds, and there was hardly any sound for people to walk on it. There are no trails in sight, and even if there are, they have long been obliterated by the dense barren grass. Everywhere there were unkempt leaf holly, wild plum trees, ferns, dense and tall thorns, and no one could be seen beyond ten paces.

The soldiers gently pushed through the bushes and silently searched forward, when suddenly, the purebred Billoka hounds at the front of the queue barked violently at a dark bush in front of them. They seemed to see movement in the bushes.

The soldiers gestured to each other, and without commanding, they had already begun to arrange the encirclement. Everyone became nervous, and the captain of the Punk infantry who led the team whispered, "Everyone, pay attention, the patriarch explains, don't kill this woman!

"In that case, it's better to find the archer team, otherwise, we're afraid that it will be difficult to catch them alive!" The deputy captain who led the team said with a sad face, "You also saw the situation yesterday, under the gaze of so many pairs of eyes, that woman was stunned to kill more than a dozen of us before finally jumping into the tumbling torrent, so many corpses at that time, it was impossible to find it at all, if it wasn't for the fact that she was seen when she went ashore, who could believe that this woman was so fateful!"

"Yes, who can believe that such a beautiful woman could be so powerful!" said a Punk soldier with the same apprehension

"Alright, fire a rocket and let the archers come!" The infantry captain hesitated for a moment, a little afraid that his strength was too thin, and ordered the archers who accompanied the team to shoot two fiery arrows into the sky, which was a signal to ask for reinforcements.

In the night sky, the rocket drew a dazzling arc trajectory in the dark night, falling lightly in the dense woods. The Punk soldiers were armed with swords and spears that were good for close combat, and in the silence they could hear only the gentle "whoosh" of the wind blowing through the treetops, and the shrill cries of unknown birds in the trees.

"Let's go in!" With a low shout, the scouts at the front of the line loosened the hounds' leashes, and the hounds roared in a low "whine", and the first rushed into the bushes, the soldiers, they formed a semicircular encirclement.

In a meadow in the middle of the jungle, the hounds barked furiously and pounced hard, digging at the floating soil in the grass. The soldiers chased after them: trampled grass, faint footprints, bloodstained branches and fragments of clothing.

It is clear that it was not so long ago that the target used to stay here"

"She should be nearby, and she's injured and can't go far!"

The scout who poked out the trail asserted. The infantry captain nodded silently, thinking of the large bounty promised by the patriarch, and his breath became short. The barking of the wolfdog grew louder and louder,

"There's movement in the woods on the left, everyone ......!" shouted a few soldiers who followed the hounds, but strangely, they stopped in the middle of their shouting, and the unusual appearance made everyone's nerves tense

"Left, search now!"

The captain of the infantry shouted with joy on his face, he could hear a faint sound of striding from the woods, which was a signal for prey, but at the moment when he shouted these words, countless white lines shot out of the tree he was concerned about with a whistling voice, blood splattered, and a dozen Punk soldiers were shot into hedgehogs by the sharp arrow cluster almost without saying a word

"Ah...... What is that......" In the eyes of the infantry captain who had not yet completely turned white, a group of black cavalry appeared from the depths of the dense forest like a demon god in the night, and in front of these cavalrymen, a young man with a slightly fat body, wearing fine metal armor and a metal face similar to that of a demon king, threw a faint glance at the dozen or so Punk soldiers, and there was a thick anger and blood in that gaze

Today's unit is working overtime, and the update is late, sorry (to be continued.) )