"Hey, hey, there's an enemy!" he kicked his companion with his toes, waking up another companion who was already asleep: "The army of the Imperials, it's coming!"

"No way! they are in Larma, where are the soldiers who are looking for our trouble? we have not gone to them for revenge, it is already very good," replied the other soldier on the watchtower, whose eyes did not want to be opened, in a voice like a dream.

"No! it's a real cavalry!" As the cavalry got closer, the awake Kurut soldier was already hysterical, kicking his companions and shouting loudly.

The other party finally couldn't take it anymore, and as soon as he rolled over and got up from the ground, he looked at the horizon, which had already brightened up a lot, with his weapon in his arms, and found that a group of cavalry was really galloping in their direction.

For a moment, there was no sleepiness, and the soldiers who had just gotten up were also frightened.

"Quick! go ring the bell!" the Imperial soldier ordered anxiously as he watched the galloping cavalry. He felt the platform under his feet vibrating, and he felt his legs shaking with the vibration.

The Khan reacted quickly, and a cavalry gathered as if to halt Alonso's advance.

A steppe heavy cavalry thus crossed in front of Alonso, blocking the path of Alonso's cavalry.

He reorganized his troops slightly, and immediately attacked.

There were almost no infantry and crossbowmen, and they were mixed with the cavalry that collided with them, turning into a huge flesh millstone.

Alonso rode on horseback, and just like that, surrounded by the guards, he rushed into the enemy phalanx.

His sword slashed in an arc and slashed through one of the enemy cavalrymen passing by on its side. The huge impact of the war horse drove the sharp sword, picking at the thin armor from the bottom up, tearing open the flesh inside.

Before the enemy soldier could fall with a scream, Alonso's horse had already rushed towards the other two enemies, and the Delman cavalry who was following Alonso slashed left and right, as if they were in a no-man's land. Their armor was covered in blood, and they looked to their enemies like demons from hell. The knights who followed him formed a giant meat grinder, devouring the lives of the enemies around him.

The Kurut cavalry that came to meet the enemy was a light cavalry led by a general under the command of the Khan of Seru, and was far inferior in defense to the Imperial heavy cavalry

In just one breath, the formation they formed cut a huge gap in the enemy's defensive line. Then more cavalry poured into the gap, like poison spreading over wounds.

Picking up a spear that stabbed him, Alonso slashed the barrel of the cavalry with his backhand, and then pierced the throat of the steppe light cavalry holding the spear, and drew the sword in one go and continued forward.

His lips were still slightly pale, his gaze was still as sharp as a needle, and his not tall but well-proportioned body passed through the blood mist, with an indomitable momentum.

Report!" A general in brown leather armor knocked on the thick door and shouted loudly.

"Disappointing!" Inside the tent, pulling his palm from a delicate woman's clothes, the Seru Khan ordered in a cold voice of displeasure: "Get in!

The woman didn't seem to be happy, her slender arms hung around His Majesty's neck, and she was delicate and unrelenting: "Khan ......"

"Hmph!" Seru Khan, who was already out of spirit, kicked away the woman who was tired of him, and the numerous gold chains hanging from his body swayed, shining softly in the candlelight.

"Khan, it's a big deal, the Imperial army has been killed, and it's all heavy cavalry, and the men and horses we're fighting are almost overwhelmed. The general did not dare to look up after entering the room, and lowered his head with his legs together and said in a wailing voice.

"What?" Hearing that his general had been defeated and had lost many of his soldiers, the Khan of Seru suddenly sat up straight from his fur chair, the anger on his face shuddering.

"I haven't gone to attack Larma and retake our capital, but these hateful Imperials have come back to you," he said, clapping his big hand on the table and making a crisp noise, "What are you stupid pigs for?"

Yesterday he was still basking in the joy of being able to assemble a large army and return to Larma, and today he heard such terrible news.

Originally, he thought that the Empire would definitely leave a small number of people in Larma, and the rest would return to the Empire, and when the time came, he would probably be able to recapture Larma City by sneaking up in the middle of the night.

"According to the reports of the soldiers who fled, the black-armored cavalry of the Delman Empire bypassed the scouts and suddenly appeared on our flank, and our light cavalry was caught off guard and could only respond in a hurry, not at all the enemy's opponent, and the troops were scattered. The general was very embarrassed to report the news he had just received.

"Well, what are you here for, tell me now. The thunderous Seru Khan swept away the glass of water and all kinds of utensils in front of him, and roared loudly.

"Khan, it's his subordinates who are not doing well!" the kneeling general swallowed his saliva, withdrew his gaze from the snow-white skin of the beautiful woman who fell to the ground, and knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

Seru Khan fell silent, and then his attitude softened considerably.

"Gather all the troops at once, and we will fight them to the death!" Seru Khan glanced at the kneeling general on the ground, waved his hand and turned his anger on the woman: "This cheap goods are rewarded to you!"

"Khan!" Hearing that he had been thrown to a rude general, the beautiful woman who was sitting on the ground was pale, screaming but not daring to move.

"Xie Khan, Xie Khan!" the general who was kneeling on the ground hurriedly bowed his head and thanked him with a lewd smile on his face.

Just as the general was about to take away the woman who was already crying, the Khan of Seru drew his elaborate scimitar and hacked the general to death, and the woman was also hacked to death by the Khan of Seru. Several of the surrounding maids stepped forward and hung the prepared armor on his body.

Soon, the sturdy Khan of Seru, dressed in leather armor, walked out of the king's tent, carrying a long sword at his waist, looking imposing.

Alonso wiped the sword in his hand and looked up at the main camp of Kurut under the hillside in the distance.

Beside him, the war horses were grazing with their heads bowed with their noses heard, and on the hillside in the distance, groups of imperial soldiers were surging along the road in this direction.

From the time of his departure to the present, Alonso has annihilated at least 3,000 of Kurut's soldiers and captured thousands of them.