Seeing that a round of dark shadows was about to fall above Legral's head.

Legral jerked the reins of his horse to the right, and the jungle horse twisted its neck and galloped to the right, and there was a muffled thud beside him, and the giant decapitatorial axe blade that had just stood in front of him swooped down in a sweeping move, and the blade of the axe plunged deep into the mud.

Legral let go of the reins of his horse and passed the Wood Elf scimitar to his left hand at great speed, and the moment he swept over the Minotaur's side, the scimitar raised flat in his left hand sliced through the bare rough skin of the Minotaur warrior with great inertia, "Take advantage of our dexterity and speed!" Watch out for dodging falling axes. ”

The adjutant Crodir, who followed closely behind Legral, pulled the reins of the horse and avoided the sight of the minotaur warrior who was blocking the way from the left flank, but the Praetorian cavalry behind him did not have such good luck, he rode his horse head-on and crashed head-on into the wounded Minotaur warrior, a mountain of meat fell with a bang, and the cavalry of the Wood Elf Praetorian Army behind Crodil was also overturned by the fierce impact.

More minotaur warriors came up to him, blocking the advance of the Wood Elf Praetorian cavalry.

"There are beech forests on both sides and minotaurs in ambush!" Crodil rode his war horse in a narrow passage with seven turns and eight bends and struggled to face the minotaur in circles, and the afterglow glanced at the beech forests on the left and right flanks of the stouting bronze figures.

"Raiders!" One by one, the cavalry of the Wood Elf Forbidden Army screamed.

A powerful killing machine hunched over from the beech forest on the left and right, a pair of sharp horns running straight for the Praetorian cavalry as they sprinted through their own lines, as if there was no fear in their minds. Their horns were like sharp knives stuck in the cracks of their heads as hard as stone.

"Break through! Never back down! Legral slashed through the belly of the minotaur as it continued to rush forward, and Legral's tremendous force split the entire minotaur in half like a chopping piece of wood, and his lieutenant Claudir followed Legral with the banner of the horse's head.

One by one, the irascible assaulters jumped like boiling water into the tunnel-like seven turns and eight turns.

A frenzied bull-headed assaulter slammed into the unlucky Wood Elf Forbidden Cavalry head-on with sharp horns, and with a violent blow, its pair of sharp horns plunged into the belly of the cavalry jungle warhorse, which raised its front hooves in a wailing. In an instant, its brute force raised its head, and one of them overturned the forbidden cavalry and jungle war horse to the ground, and then stretched out its huge hand to catch the fallen forbidden cavalry, opening its bloody mouth. However, a cavalry of the Wood Elf Forbidden Army flashed in front of it, and with a beautiful scimitar slash, its bull head flew directly off its neck with its big eyes like cow eggs, and suddenly there was a burst of blood mist.

"General!" Seeing that the situation was critical, the cavalry of the Wood Elf Forbidden Army was about to throw out the Wood Elf scimitar.

The shouts of the Wood Elf Forbidden Cavalry seemed to have worked, and Legral suddenly turned on his back to dodge the whirlwind blow of the Minotaur warrior's whirlwind of decapitation axes, "Those who follow behind, the longbow indiscriminately shoots at the beasts that stand in your way." ”

The cavalry of the Wood Elf Forbidden Army behind unleashed the Wood Elf compound longbow according to the order, quickly twisted out the arrows and aimed at them, and the multiple shots scurried like locusts on the seven turns and eight turns. Except for a small number of unlucky Janissan cavalry who were injured by multiple arrows fired from compound bows, the Minotaur Raiders and Minotaur warriors were not so lucky, and the behemoths lacking full body protection became moving targets for bows and arrows, and were pierced by powerful Wood Elf arrows. One after another, they crashed down on the narrow mountain road with seven turns and eight bends.

"Claudir, your left, watch their axe strikes, and those damn horn rams!" Legral dangled the Wood Elf scimitar from side to side, and reached out with a hand to pull out the secondary weapon at his waist, the officer's sword, with its silver-inlaid handle and handle shimmering with the unique brilliance of Mithril, contrasting with the giant black iron decapitator axe wielded by the Minotaur warriors.

"We've got to find a way to get rid of them! There are too many of them, and here are full of minotaurs, armored, and naked! He who takes a great axe, he who rushes with an ox! Crodil cooperated with his mentor, looking for an opportunity to make up for the fighting Minotaur, "Bad luck! My saber is curled! Ahh ”

"What? What can I do? The only way out is not to die! And then all the way forward. But I don't think there are too many of these minotaurs that are holding us back! The reason we think there are so many of them is—" Legral didn't seem to understand what Crodil meant at first, but when he felt a cold wind from above, he raised his arms without hesitation, only to hear a crisp metal clash, and his twin knives caught the decapitation axe swung by the Minotaur warrior in a cross shape.

The unlucky mount suddenly fell to its knees, spitting blood from its mouth, as if a tremendous force had crushed the horse's back. It's just that the mount shook its lower forehead hair, and it lay on the ground and never moved again.

Crodir's heart was on the verge of cardiac arrest due to the crisis situation at Legrar, and he hurriedly avoided his opponent and ran towards Legral instead, with only one expectation in his heart, "Mentor, you must hold on!" ”

"Crodil, leave me alone, you'd better lead a horse now!" Legrit gritted his teeth, even his old engraving-like face turned red from the force of the block, "Listen to me! ”

Suddenly, a puff of air poured into Legral's chest, and the unslashed Minotaur warrior once again resorted to his usual trick, raising his axe and slashing at the top of Legral's head, and in its eyes, the two small knives could not withstand its first blow.

Legral's double-knife parry seemed to suddenly become illusory, and at the moment of the axe, the saddle that he had ridden was already empty, only the corpse of Legral's jungle horse was violently chopped into flesh by the decapitator.

A calloused hand climbed the long handle of the decapitator as thick as a beech tree trunk, and pressed down sharply, revealing frost and snow-like hair next to the long handle, and the face of the old carved one eye exuded a murderous aura, and in an almost unreactable moment, he took a sharp step with the sturdy long handle of the decapitator axe, and one flew over the shoulders of the minotaur warrior, wrapped his arms around the back of his head, and roared sharply, "Although you are fearless and fearless, life is equal, and you and I will both die eventually." ”

A burst of cross-shaped knife light slashed through the thick neck of the twisted head, and a spring of blood spurted out. The Minotaur warrior threw himself to his knees with a thud.

"Your horse, mentor!" Crodil led a warhorse and shouted, and Legral slammed back the body of the minotaur warrior that had not yet fallen, and a flutter grabbed the horse's neck, and even the old engraving was buried in the soft mane, and he gave Crodil a thumbs up.

"Sometimes you're doing well. Crodiel, that guy interrupted what I was about to say. Legral looked up at the front, "It's already empty. Except for the few brave bullheads. ”

"I've heard you roar from the Minotaur. They are not numerous, but they are not afraid of death! This will put pressure on our hearts and make us make wrong judgments! Crodier's eyes were blazing, and he raised the banner of the horse's head on his shoulder, and a cry erupted from his chest, "The flag is still not down, victory is ahead!" Warriors on horseback, brothers on horseback, as long as they fight forward, the many hallucinations we have generated by their brave charge will dissipate immediately! ”

"Keep up, my brother on a war horse! Glorious Unocal Praetorian Army! Legral let out a roar, his face covered in blood, just like the left and right arms of the ancient Lords of Colin who fought bloodily, Paula and Wattsgle, "Fallen warriors, fight to the last drop of blood, even if you die, you will die with the glory of the Wood Elves!" ”

Legral became more and more courageous, his crotch war horse seemed to have reached a perfect balance and tacit understanding under his control, he was like a whimsical in the minotaur group, the minotaur's blood was stained with his battle robe, everywhere he went, the minotaur's stumps flew around, blood was splashed all over the ground, the forest valley was full of the mutilated corpses of the minotaur, his sophisticated knife skills were like flowing water, clean and neat, he took his forbidden cavalry to kill a bloody road, and the forbidden cavalry behind followed him closely, His team was like a surging dark green jungle dragon in the minotaur that stood in their way, and the minotaur's defense line was broken through by the cavalry of the Wood Elf Forbidden Army, "Centaur brothers on the back of the red dragon, here we are!" ”

The inspired dismounted Forbidden Army stood up from the mud pit one after another, and they gathered together in twos and threes, stubbornly dragging the Minotaur Raiders rushing out of the beech forest, "Go, my brothers, just as we are dead, we will drag a few ugly monsters to the Knife Shrine before Forrester summons!" Centaurs are waiting for our rescue, and their people have also paid with blood! ”

“fОгёзт・могез・цм。 Ем・тг・вама。 The Janissaries on horseback shouted loudly, and under the leadership of Legral and Claudir, they finally broke out of the minotaur's line of attack and rushed towards the Iron Ore Ridge. Gradually, the shouting of killing gradually stopped, they did not look back, they did not cry, but their eyes were full of tears. They sang the bard song "Hometown", which was circulated in the land of Erwinia:

ГАэкал・цм・оэа・кор・тг・доаг (Cave to open the door of hope in your heart)

ЕМ тг новгалд цс fогёзта (Our hometown is above the woods)

КОсод・тг・таша・согеп・чсеа (There is a green sea in the distance)

ТАша・тг・вало・новгалд・ьанага (Homesick Wanderer)

ЩНал・ква・маэока・гм・новгалд (when will he be able to return to his hometown)

"Forrest, the blood of the warriors will not be shed in vain!" Accompanied by the sad singing of the Praetorian cavalry, Legral thought silently in his heart.