The faint smell of blood drifted along the narrow plains with the cold spring breeze, and the rugged trade roads left many corpses of the Noxian Imperial cavalry, and the short silver javelins stuck diagonally looked a little dazzling.

The Barrett light cavalry took advantage of their agility and mobility to the extreme, harassing and attacking all the way, slowly eating away at the Noxian Imperial cavalry.

Except for a few unlucky ghosts, because of the war horse, they fell into the plain at the moment of harassment and were killed by the Noxian Imperial cavalry, and the Barrett light cavalry suffered almost no losses.

Time passed, and the tugging battle between the two continued.

Even in the face of constant death, the Noxian Imperial cavalry still maintained a certain speed of advancement, as if they were out of the realm of life and death, and there was only the enemy in their sights.

The Barrett hussars, on the other hand, were more than happy to do so, enjoying the thrill of knowing the life and death of their enemies with their silver javelins, their eyes gradually dyed red with slaughter, and their smug smiles blooming in their helmets and armor.

The peaceful and comfortable life made Barrett Hussar, and even Baron Barrett as commander, forget something, which was a premonition of danger in war.

Why did the Noxian Imperial cavalry persistently follow? Nor did the death of their companions make them retreat and fear.

Or is there something wrong with the other side's commander's brain? In vain to give him victory?

"Take advantage of every flaw in your enemies!" General Darius's admonition echoed in his ears, Wasman's eyes flashed with bloodthirsty brilliance, and the heavy cavalry in his hand was held flat at his waist.

Now, the flaw, appeared.

The detailed maps drawn by the War Masons bring them the best timing!

"Noxus, attack!" Watsman bowed slightly, and the red war horse that stepped down seemed to sense the master's heart, and the horse's hooves were surging and crushing the rugged trade road.

"Offensive !!"

A low roar echoed over the plain like thunder on the flats, and the intention of killing was undisguised.

For the Noxian Empire, there is only attack and killing, which is the pride engraved in the bones of the Noxian people.

When have they ever been so aggrieved? Let the enemy nibble away and not be able to fight back.

The pitch-black heavy spears slashed through the void, the horse's hooves roared like thunder, and the black figures pierced the dark night like arrows from the string, leaving traces like comets.

.....................

"Is this unbearable?"

Looking at the black cavalry team that suddenly accelerated in front of him, Barrett smiled lightly, and a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes.

It is true that on the plains, the heavy cavalry is the absolute king, an unstoppable existence.

But are you sure you can catch up with the light cavalry?

"Withdraw!"

The stern order was given, and all Barrett hussars gave up continuing their kites, instead clamped their horses' bellies, and quickly withdrew.

Baron Barrett could now be sure that victory would be 100% his, and that the exhausted heavy cavalry was nothing more than a flock of lambs to the slaughter.

It was only after crossing a certain hill that his heart sank, and what appeared in front of him was a low hill with a slight slope.

It was a very common hill on the plains, with a steep slope that stretched for a kilometer, enough for a cavalry to complete the final acceleration.

"Damn, why are there such hills here!" Barrett cursed, his face that had been smiling gracefully looked a little angry at the moment.

The slope here also allowed the Barrett light cavalry to complete the acceleration, but compared to the heavy cavalry behind them, with the acceleration of this distance, probably, it was possible, probably, to catch up with them.

The choice of fate has come again!

Baron Barrett turned his head to look at the heavy cavalry behind him, which was already nearly 500 meters away, his face changed and finally turned into a touch of determination.

The extravagance of the aristocracy eroded Barrett's vigilance, but it did not erode his sense of smell.

"Barrett's glory doesn't end here!"

A soft murmur sounded, and Baron Barrett turned his horse's head, clenched the mounted spear hanging from the saddle, and pointed it at the Noxian Imperial cavalry.

Rather than a passive choice, it is better to switch to its own initiative, at least in terms of numbers, the Barrett light cavalry maintains an absolute superiority. (The number of Noxian Imperial cavalry was only 300.) ）

"Barrett, glory!"

"Barrett, glory!"

The roar of Barrett's hussars, the will of the Hussars, sounded again, this time to herald the coming battle of the dead, and they were equally unafraid of the coming of death.

In the barren plains, the earth shook with the sound of trembling horses' hooves, and two cavalry teams charged each other like torrents of steel.

One is as black as ink, and the other is silver and sharp.

A distance of 500 meters is the distance at which heavy cavalry can enter a full charge.

For the light cavalry, it has already entered the state of charge, and the Barrett light cavalry began to run wildly, so that the cavalry gun in his hand, with this absolute speed and inertia, turned into the most terrifying killing machine!

A short distance of 500 meters, in the eyes of the cavalry, is only a few seconds!

Rumble!

The two cavalry teams collided like raging waves without skill, and the grinding of piercing flesh, the snapping of spears, the clash of armor, and the chaotic sound of horses' hooves played a passionate prelude to war.

The battle between the two entered a fever pitch from the very beginning, with blood flowing on the plains, soaking the corpses, and then turning into a river of blood that slowly meandered.

The horse's hooves stomped, splashing a little blood, and the pitch-black heavy cavalry spear pierced through the body of Barrett's hussars viciously, the silver armor did not provide the protection it deserved, and the breath of life was fleeting.

But in the next moment, without waiting for the Noxian Imperial cavalry to react, several cavalry spears attacked from different directions, and after the familiar dodge, there were still cavalry spears piercing the Noxian heavy armor along the gap, bringing scars to this brave cavalryman.

Then, the Noxian Imperial cavalry was finally divided and surrounded, and even if one person was replaced desperately, he could not escape the fate of death.

Such scenes can be seen almost everywhere on the bloody battlefield, and Barrett has won many victories at the beginning with the suppression of numbers.

The dawn of victory seems to be looming!?

But the continued fighting brought the heavy cavalry defense into the most visible display, and even if the casualties continued, it also brought a heavier price to the Barrett light cavalry.

The casualty conversion rate of both sides was changed in the second charge, and the resounding sound of horses' hooves shook the plain, and the tragic momentum became more and more intense, and countless crushed corpses were soaked in the river of blood.

The Noxian Imperial cavalry began to gradually regain their inferiority, and even began to grasp a certain range of victories.

On the other hand, in such a tragic battle, Barrett's light cavalry had red blood splattered on his face, and subtle fear slowly accumulated in his heart, and even the standard charging action became a little distorted.

The old man used to be fine, but those young cavalrymen who have not experienced the cruelty of war, once there is some unpredictable change in the war, it may turn into the last straw that crushes the camel!