"Looking for death, I can't do anything about you when you are cruising around, and now you are rushing into the army, it's really like an egg hitting a stone." The big leader of the tribe sitting on the war horse looked at the sand lizard knight who launched the charge, and said with some surprise but disdain.

"Gandalf, you lead your team of 10,000 people, if you can't kill them, you don't have to be the commander of 10,000 people, go directly to the forward battalion and use it as cannon fodder for me!"

"Yes, Grand Chief." A big man who was nearly three meters tall said respectfully, and then, with a light kick of the war horse that was obviously a head taller than the others, he rushed towards those sand lizard knights, and a team of fierce knights followed, it can be seen that this is the real steppe cavalry, not the pampered guards of those noble lords at all.

The individual strength of these cavalrymen may not be very strong, but when the number reaches a certain level, it has turned into a wall when charging, and it is impossible to find a gap to intersperse it.

"Charge." Of course, the leader of the sand lizard also saw the rushing steppe cavalry, but there was no fear, the scimitar in his hand had been raised high, dozens of scimitars, neatly chopped down, like a monstrous wave from the sky, more than a dozen grassland knights who rushed to the front were instantly rushed away by people and horses, however, the fall of these knights did not slow down the momentum of the grassland cavalry's charge, and the follow-up cavalry seemed to have not seen the robe under the feet of the war horse, and rushed through, so that the green grass was instantly dyed red.

Boom~ Like the water of two big rivers slapping together, it was not the splash of water, but the red blood flower, just a moment of battle, countless scenes of flesh and blood flying were staged at the confrontation, and the faint fragrance of grass just now was instantly replaced by a strong smell of blood.

"Kill." A sand lizard knight no longer knows how many steppe cavalry he has killed, but he feels that his arms are getting heavier and heavier, and every time he lifts and falls, it seems that it takes all his strength, his eyes have gradually blurred, and suddenly, it seems that something has bitten him on his back, and then, the strength of his whole body seems to be drained, and he slowly falls asleep.

The same situation keeps appearing on the Sand Lizard Knights, maybe in the moment of the confrontation, they may have some upper hand, but when it comes to the endurance competition, the numerical disadvantage is finally infinitely magnified, and the opponent can take turns attacking, while they can only continue to fight, and they don't even have time to retreat and rest, because if one person retreats, then, their compatriots will have to bear double the pressure, which can only accelerate the rout of the team.

The leader of the sand lizard knights looked at his companions who were constantly falling, his face did not fluctuate, since they came, they did not think that they would be able to return alive, at this time, in front of him, it was the captain.

"Don't worry, I'll bury you when you're dead." The little giant-like captain said to the leader of the sand lizard knights, and the giant knight spear in his hand waved lightly, with a whining wind, it can be imagined that the weight of this knight spear is definitely not light.

"Since I've come here, I haven't thought about going back alive, but it's not certain which of the two of us will bury whom, and it's worth it to kill a Captain of the Storm Plains before he dies." The leader of the sand lizards flicked his wrist and looked at Captain Gandalf and said.

"Then let me see if your skills are as great as your tone." Captain Gandalf roared, and then his horse galloped towards the leader of the sand lizards, and in the process of charging, the spear in his hand turned golden as if it had been poured with gold.

The leader of the sand lizard did not despise the other party, and it could be seen from the momentum of the captain that the other party was definitely experienced in a hundred battles, and it was definitely not comparable to those aristocratic guards who looked like embroidered pillows.

Although the leader of the sand lizard knows that the strength of the other party is in a complete state, and he has already gone through some killing, but he does not flinch in the face of the other party's charge, because at this time he must not lose in momentum, his winning or losing is not only his life and death, he knows that his subordinates are now supported by one breath, if he also shows his decline, then, he will definitely face a rout, so even if his body is exhausted, he cannot show any decline, and even, he cannot fall into the disadvantage when fighting.

The Sand Lizard Leader's scimitar was still unremarkable, but, to put it mildly, met with love and solidified the golden spear of the captain Gandalf. The two weapons intersected, and a piercing friction sound instantly spread throughout the battlefield, making the soldiers who were fighting feel that the bones of their bodies were trembling, and some knights couldn't even control their mounts, and collided with their opponents, and the battlefield became extremely chaotic in an instant.

The leader of the sand lizard knights and the captain Gandalf retreated at the same time, Gandalf's face quickly returned to its original state after a flush, and although the sand lizard leader looked indifferent, only after himself, the blood in his throat was forced down by himself.

"Haha, I didn't expect you to be able to take a blow from me, happy, I haven't been so happy for a long time." Captain Gandalf waved the knight's spear in his hand, and said with a laugh as he charged again, this time, the knight's spear in his hand was not only dyed gold, but also nearly doubled, this is because the golden light is too rich, wrapped around the knight's spear, it will have such an effect.

The leader of the sand lizard knights shook his somewhat swollen arms, looked at the approaching captain, and didn't seem to put the other party in his eyes at all, but patted his mount lizard a little sadly, since he became a sand lizard knight, it has been with him, and now, it will accompany him to die together.

As if sensing the mood of its master, the sand lizard raised its head to the sky and let out a mournful roar, and then began to speed up, rushing towards the knight who rushed over. The sand lizard grew faster and faster, and finally, it flew almost on the ground, its short but thick limbs like a phantom, making people doubt that the sand lizard could walk on the ground even on the surface of the water and not sink. When he was still a few meters away from the knight, the sand lizard suddenly leaped upwards and pressed towards Gandalf, the captain.

If it is against ordinary people, this kind of attack has some effect, but when dealing with a master, it is equivalent to showing his weakness in front of the opponent, because the belly of the sand lizard is much softer than the back, as long as it is not as timid as the aristocratic young man, it can definitely hit the sand lizard hard.