Chief Novas was a little sluggish, but that wasn't his intention.

As a result of the burning of the Salanders in Chelezli just now, great chaos was caused in the streets! This, combined with the sheer number of their own army congesting the streets of Cherez, made it difficult for Chief Nois to squeeze through the crowd. I walked through the smoke-filled streets and came to the front of the battle.

And when he came to the door full of joy, ready to show off his might and say a few words to the Rhodok, he found that the battle had already begun!

It's disappointing to not show off your exploits in front of your enemies, but in the end it's not a big deal.

But when he saw the soldiers who fell one after another under the rain of arrows from the Rhodoks, he could almost clearly feel his heart dripping blood!

These are all the descendants of his own troops that he has worked so hard to pull up! This powerful force, which made him highly respected in the country and made him extremely proud, did not know how much energy and financial resources it had spent on him since it was built, which led to such a large scale and combat power today.

But what he didn't expect was that in such an ordinary encounter that he thought he could win safely, his army had already lost more than a thousand soldiers in less than ten minutes, how could this not make him feel heartache and sadness?

In any case, the situation is already like this, and then we can only find a way to minimize the loss.

But before he could order everyone to retreat back into the town and launch a counterattack against the Rhodoks with wooden walls and hostages, another new order from the commander of the Rhodoks, Count Atlas, had already been given at the right time!

With another change of flags in the ranks, a deafening cry began to ring out in the Rhodok army.

"Cavalry, prepare!"

Hearing this order, all the heavy cavalry from Swadia raised their spears in their hands, and their eyes were cold. Charles's heart fluttered, and suddenly he took a big stride forward, standing a little further back in the middle of the allies who had come to their aid.

The other cavalry around him had no objection to this, as if they were all led by Charles. After all, Charles had rushed into the crowd of Salander's army by mistake before, and if he could come back alive after rushing and showing his might, he had completely gained the awe and worship of this group of cavalry.

You must know that there are two kinds of people in the army who are most popular and admired by everyone, one is the one who is righteous and willing to block the knife for his comrades, and the other is the kind of person who showed the courage of the three armies before Charles!

(Charles: I'm not I don't!) I don't want that at all, it's all to blame for the game Fleurs, I almost died 55555555)

"Charge!" Count Atlas's voice was faintly audible, and everyone began to get agitated.

Charles raised the sword in his hand with a heroic face, his legs lightly clamped the horse's belly, and rushed forward like a flying arrow off the string, and he couldn't stop letting out a deafening roar.

As Charles charged, he patted the shoulder of the strong horse of the race Fleurs with some tears in tears: "Race Fleurs, match Fleurs, you can kill me!" There are so many people on the other side, you rush to the front, is it because you have a lot of lives or am I not afraid of death! You've hurt me! ”

Not to mention what Charles had in mind, the three hundred Swadian heavy horsemen behind him followed him closely, guarding his flanks, roaring with his roar that threatened to crush everything. The Rhodoks' own cavalry was slower, but they followed them closely, with the same terrifying battle cry!

Gradually, Charles forgot about the tension he had in the middle of it. After throwing away those chaotic thoughts, he suddenly found that he actually liked the feeling of charging!

Whether it was the tension of being killed by the enemy's arrows at any moment, or the pride of ignoring everything under the iron hoof, he felt unparalleled excitement...... With madness!

Flers gasped for breath with excitement and rode the Charle towards the Salanders' enemy formation. Charles's gaze turned slightly, and the grass on both sides of the horse's hooves flowed backwards like a green tide, and the deafening sound of the horse's hooves kept ringing in his ears, as if the only sound in the world was the horse's hooves knocking on the earth.

The last 100 steps!

The cavalry howled excitedly, quickly changed positions on their horses, and formed a huge cavalry formation! They joined each other in a line and launched a final charge like a landslide against the enemy.

Not far in front of them, one of the Salander infantrymen at the head of the platoon was holding a shield, struggling to bear the arrows of the Rhodoks. Suddenly, his face turned pale as if he realized something. Because he heard the sound of horses' hooves that seemed to come from hell!

The sound of a huge wave and a landslide was close at hand, accompanied by the fanatical war cry of the Rhodoks, and swept towards the Salander position with a crushing majesty.

Getting closer and closer, the Charr could almost clearly see the delicate patterns on the Salander shields. Close enough that the Charr could clearly see it—the trembling body hidden under the shield of the Salander soldiers!

They are afraid of themselves!

Endless pride and domineering began to burn in Charles's chest, burning his eyes, and his temperament seemed to start to change a little with this moment.

History opened his eyes, and the grandeur has already appeared!

"For glory!"

Charles roared, slammed his horse's head into the Salander infantry who was looking at him stupidly, and then without looking at his body flying upside down, he slashed the sword in his hand to the right with another head!

"Long live Rhodok!"

"Kill all the enemies!"

"The spirit of a knight is never broken!"

More than five hundred horsemen responded to his battle cry with a thunderous roar.

Two hundred cold riding spears were lowered at the same time, forming a suffocating forest of death.

Behind them, hundreds of snow-bright long swords were also ready, completely slicing through the formation of the Salanders that had been torn open like a rolling stream of iron!

Count Atlas looked at the battle situation in front of him, and the corners of his mouth were hooked with great satisfaction.

Count Gehamor took a big step forward and shouted, "Infantry ready!" ”

The remaining 1,500 or so Rhodok infantry, armed with spears and large wooden shields on their backs, heard the order and let out a neat battle cry, and then quickly formed a phalanx under the leadership of the officer, pointing their spears at the enemy line of the Salanders from afar.

"Rhodok will win, forward!"

Count Jehamor gave an order, and swung the straight-edged long knife in his hand forward vigorously.

"God is with me!"

"Rhodok will win!"

"Kill all the infidels!"

Rhodok's spearmen and crossbowmen, restrained by the noble officers, marched in unison and approached the enemy line with a crushing momentum.

A thousand spears formed an incomparably terrifying forest of death, and the cold light emitted by the remaining five hundred straight-edged machetes made the heavens and the earth change color!

Boom, boom, boom

Gradually, the heroic and fearless Rhodok soldiers converged into an unstoppable rolling iron stream, and pressed like a mountain towards the scattered positions of the Salanders!