"Pedal crossbow, fire!"

The previous battle had been a complete suppression from a distance, and there had been no movement in one of the heavily armed positions. But when the enemy's high-speed cavalry approached the position, the last area of the heavily armed position finally showed its fangs.

Wilcas dared to let out all the fighters and he had the confidence to lie in the almost invincible heavy weapons in front of him! Even the dragon can only be in front of them!

"Boom Boom ......"

The commander of the cavalry suddenly heard a series of dense clanging sounds in his ears, and from a distance it sounded like a bard who had just begun to learn the lute and wanted to show his hand in the tavern, but plucked a string in quick succession.

This is the battlefield, where did the lute come from?

In just a moment, the commander came to his senses. Where is this lute, this is obviously the sound of constantly pulling the bowstring! Listening to this bow, it is estimated that it is still a powerful and powerful bow!

"Whoosh!"

Just as he was sober, a black dot suddenly appeared in his field of vision, which was constantly magnifying.

Arrows! Hide!

He subconsciously slipped under his feet, slid directly to the side of the horse, narrowly avoiding the oncoming arrows. However, although he dodged, his teammates behind him were not so lucky, and were directly shot through the horse's back by this powerful arrow.

"What's that?" The commander has not yet reacted to what is happening. It wasn't until he sat up from his horse that he noticed a scene in front of him that made his scalp tingle—at this moment, in front of him, a large dense black dot flew towards his cavalry like rain!

Is this a salvo of tens of thousands of people?

The commander subconsciously glanced at the enemy's position, but unfortunately, he didn't see any configuration such as 10,000 crossbowmen, all he saw was the half-moon soldiers who were constantly stepping on the machinery under their feet......

"Tuk Tuk ......"

Among the weapons of the Half Moon Collar, if you want to talk about power, the magic cannon and the bed crossbow currently belong to their own strengths, and it cannot be said which one must be stronger than the other. But when it comes to the density of the arrows and the speed of their attacks, it has to be these pedal crossbows. In a safe environment, if you let these crossbows go crazy, you can fight against ten or even hundreds!

In just a few breaths, nearly a hundred of the five hundred horsemen in front had already fallen. Rows of neatly and densely packed crossbow arrows also appeared on the ground, standing diagonally on the ground like wheat stalks that had just matured and had been crushed by something.

With the constant advance, the commander of the cavalry felt like he was going crazy! He didn't have time to care about the others at this time, so he just covered his arm that had been shot off and kept rushing forward. As a cavalryman, the more you are at such a time, the more you can't think about retreating, you don't necessarily die if you advance, but you will definitely die when you retreat! Just one turn of the horse is enough for those goddamn crossbow arrows to shoot themselves hundreds or thousands of times!

Looking at the cavalry who were still rushing forward in the dense array of arrows, Wilcas frowned slightly: "It doesn't look bad......

As he spoke, he glanced at the scout captain next to him: "The people who brought you over to add some material to them, remember, to people, not horses!" ”

Although the odds of the horses surviving under this rain of arrows were not even as good as those of humans, Wilcas still told the scout captains to pay attention. After this battle, it is a good harvest to be able to collect a hundred horses, and Wilcas, who has never seen so many horses before, is not very demanding at this time.

"Yes, my lord!"

The scout captain nodded at Wilkas and rushed directly to the heavily armed position to the southeast with a hundred men. They were not cavalry, the horses were just leading the way.

"Magic Gun Ready!" By the time the scout captain arrived, the cavalry had already rushed to a distance of less than a hundred meters from the position. At this distance, the firepower of the pedal crossbow is actually much reduced due to the problem of arrangement and corner restrictions. It is also for this reason that there are still about a hundred cavalry struggling when they arrive at this place.

"Fireball, launch!"

The manufacture of magic guns continued, and among the people that Wilcas brought over this time, only the scouts were equipped with them, and almost all of the rest were piled up on the side of the Lost Canyon Fortress of the Half Moon Territory to guard against Efsis.

The cavalry commander miraculously survived the rain of arrows, and as he was thinking about how to storm the enemy's position, how to cut down the panicked enemy, and avenge his men, a cry of exclamation broke his musings.

What is that? He looked up and saw a fist-sized fireball rushing straight at him, and this time, there was no way to dodge. The Commander's whole body became a ball of fire, and the powerful impact made him lean back. And the horse under his crotch was also startled, jumped and neighed, threw off the master on his back, and ran to the other side.

How...... And spells?! Do they still have mages?! After landing, the commander endured the burning pain and rolled on the spot, finally extinguishing the magic flame. Just as he got up, he just saw hundreds of fireballs shooting from the position in front of him.

The Holy Spirit is on ...... It's actually a group of mages?

At the last moment of his life, this commander didn't figure out the details of the enemy, those who were obviously dressed as warriors, holding a tube, could actually launch a powerful fireball technique?

The 500 cavalry sent by Shadinhel did not break through the defense line of the heavily armed position in the end, and finally the number of lucky enough to reach the position was already in the single digits, and this position was quickly burned black under the reception of the scouts' fireballs and fire tongues.

They...... Failed?

Taibo saw what happened to the cavalry from afar. Before this, he had never imagined that this victorious cavalry would not even be able to rush into an enemy base camp that was almost empty! What the hell is that? First there were weapons that could make loud noises and destroy walls, and later there were crossbow arrows that were powerful enough to slay dragons. And just now, the strange crossbow machine that can create a rain of arrows of 10,000 people, and the tubular thing that can spit out flames and fireballs!

Taibo instantly felt that this world, where he had lived for more than 40 years, was so strange, what was everything in front of him? This is the Barbarian Lord of Skyrim? This is the legendary Halfmoon Lord who repelled Somer?

Lost in despair, Taibo looked at the enemy who had already pressed close to the city wall, and the soldiers of Shadinhel, who had already fled in a large area, and finally gave the order to retreat to the inner city......