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Rhys didn't feel sleepy.

Chrysanthemum III means that in this battle, he must die here.

However, this battle cannot be lost, losing the empire will lose the natural barrier Nightmare Plains, and losing the empire will be left to the mercy of the other troops, just like the dragon before the old lionheart took the throne. Root principality is the same.

Diana... What am I going to do... He looked out of the tent, and it was dark tonight, and countless dark clouds obscured the moonlight.

In a trance, he got up, got out of the tent, and came to the city wall.

In the dark night, the lights were shining, only the city of Zhuma behind him, and the military camp of the principality in the distance.

It was a dark night, in the eyes of ordinary people, it was just a night, in the eyes of the poet, it may symbolize the now dim monarch of the empire, and in the eyes of Reis, it was an opportunity, an opportunity to knock down the military camp of the principality in the distance.

His eyes began to shine in the night.

The gate of Zhuma City, the large wooden fence, slowly opened, making a piercing wooden creak.

Below the city, the Imperial cavalry lined up, and Rhys soared at the top of the line on a bipedal dragon, the only thing saved for the restless hooves of the horses and the violent snort of the bipedal dragon.

It was fiery and red, and a stream of red fell from the sky and swayed on the mounts of all the soldiers below, and a flame burned under the feet of all the mounts.

He swung his heavy cavalry spear and took the lead in rushing towards the fire of the Duchy's military camp at the end of the sky with the bipedal dragon!

The Imperial cavalry, turned into a whole wall with extremely strong impact, and the flames burned under their feet, and they slammed into the military camp of the principality with incomparable acceleration!

It's like a lump of Xiang that has just been discharged, and the moment the flush is pressed down, the whole lump of Xiang disappears.

The military camp of the principality is the lump of Xiang, and the imperial cavalry is the pool of water.

The devastating impact turned the tent into a piece of waste cloth, and all the people in the tent were trampled into mud, but... Rhys could see clearly from the sky, why were there so few people in this barracks? It's just that after pouring out of the nest, some old and weak soldiers are left behind... He frowned and looked at Zhuma City on the edge of the horizon, could it be that they were thinking the same thing as me?

He guessed right.

It's just that the other party's methods are more ferocious.

At the edge of the horizon, the firelight of Zhuma City disappeared in that instant.

There was a thunderclap in the sky, but the sound didn't come from thunder, but from the collapsed city of Zhuma.

Inspired by Little Lionheart's words, he dug a huge funnel-shaped pit with a depth of more than fifty meters under the ground of Zhuma City, and he dug underground, not knowing that Rhys had led a large army out of the city on the ground, and when the last hard rock was dug up, the entire Zhuma City... It was as if it had been uprooted by a giant and lifted to a height of more than fifty meters in the air and fell down!

With a loud bang, a city disappeared.

Rhys didn't know what was going on, all he knew was that all the lights in Juma City were extinguished at that moment, and it was very easy to explain what was happening, the Sage attacked the city.

He only brought out a third of the people and horses, and the rest of the people should be able to resist until they go back even in the face of the Sage.

"The rear army is the front army! The front army does the rear army! Rush! ”

With a simple and brutal order, the entire cavalry instantly turned around and pointed its spearhead at Zhuma City! Turned into a line of fire again and rushed over!

Rhys poured power into the bipedal dragon's body, and the bipedal dragon's wings burned, turning into an off-string arrow and rushing back to Zhuma City!

What did he see?

He was sure that he had flown in front of Zhuma City, but the city wall was gone, he patted the head of the bipedal dragon, and the bipedal dragon spat out a ball of fire, and by the light of the fire, he saw that the entire Zhuma City was located at the bottom of a huge pit, falling to pieces, and in front of him was a huge pit more than fifty meters deep as the entire city limit!!

This city was destroyed, but fortunately he had the idea of a night attack.

I still have a third of my troops that can continue to fight...

For the first time, a frightened expression appeared on his face.

The cavalry had relied on shock and inertia to fight on the plains, and his strength gave the Imperial cavalry an increase in speed, and he looked at his remaining third of the troops with a frightened expression.

The remaining one-third of his troops, lined up in a neat line, with great inertia and impact, rushed towards Zhuma City, rushed to this huge deep pit, and rushed to death.

"Stop !!!!!" He roared, leaping off the back of the bipedal dragon and stomping into the ground beneath his feet! He poked his heavy cavalry gun into the ground, and the armor against his back supported the thick and huge round shield with the imperial emblem with both hands, facing the troops rushing towards the pit!

A stream of red energy emerged ferociously from all parts of his body, and he was covered in a coat of flames, which infinitely magnified the defensive surface of the round shield to coincide with the area of the rushing cavalry.

It's like the picture when this army stormed the Duchy's tent just now, at that time, it was a thick line of fire that hit a circle, and at this time, it was this thick line of fire that hit the point that burned violently.

A whole group of horsemen slammed into his shield with a thud!!

With a heavy sound, the round shield and the first row of cavalry intersected, and the surface of the round shield was sunken in that instant, and with a bang, the second row of cavalry, the third row of cavalry, and the fourth row of cavalry were continuously superimposed on the first row of cavalry and the round shield!

The first row of cavalry, in the center of the intersection of two huge forces, was involuntarily squeezed into a meatloaf and blood splattered!

The second platoon of cavalry soon followed in the footsteps of the first platoon.

Rhys cried.

It was the first time he had cried since he could remember.

These soldiers are all elite cavalry who have been trained with him for more than ten years or even decades, they are all defenders of the empire, they are all good at killing the enemy, these soldiers, there are still people at home waiting for them to return, and there are people who write them a hot letter to their families every day, these soldiers... And so, under his own shield, under his own arbitrariness, he was reduced to flesh ...

3rd row, 4th row, 5th row, 6th row。。。。。。 The heavy cavalry poked into the ground, and the back was dead against the back armor of Reis, and his round shield was no longer a shield, but a trumpet-like thing that was sunken in...

Row 10, row 11... The sound of something breaking, he knew, was his back armor, the armor was shattered by the back handle of the heavy cavalry gun, the back handle of the heavy cavalry spear, fiercely poked into his back, he twisted awkwardly, avoiding the back of the heart, avoiding the spine, and reluctantly moved the position of the rear of the riding gun to the right... There are no lethal organs there, not as fragile as the heart and spine, there are only three pages of lungs...

The twelfth platoon, the back of the heavy cavalry spear poked in through his back, breaking the flesh, crushing the ribs, passing through the lungs, slicing open the toned pectoral muscles of his right chest, and the bloody cavalry spear appeared in front of him, a position that could be seen as soon as he looked down.

He didn't say anything, in front of him, there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, a sea of corpses and a sea of blood formed by the twelve rows of cavalry being pressed into meat cakes.

At that moment, the ground beneath his feet tilted.

Here, it was originally the edge of the deep pit, the cliff-like terrain, he stepped his feet into the ground, forcibly resisting the endless onslaught of this large group of cavalry, even if his body could hold it, his weapons could hold it, his strength could hold it, the ground under his feet... It's no longer tenable.

This is the Nightmare Plains, an ancient battlefield for thousands of years, and the soil under your feet is made of corpses, flesh, and the soil that corpses have turned into, and it is not stable.

The whole ground is tilted.

Carrying him, carrying the twelve rows of cavalry, the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, carrying the group of cavalry who were still continuing to rush up, fell into this pit of more than 50 meters...

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