The smoke from the flintlock pistol had not completely dissipated, and in the sharp whistling, the figure of the Grim Reaper slowly emerged. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The hooves of hundreds of horses pounded on the ground, and a huge roar passed through the ground in all directions, like a precursor to an imminent earthquake.

"Dada-Da-"

When the more than 500 majestic war horses shuttled in, the air around them seemed to freeze, and even time seemed to stand still at this moment.

A sharp saber was instantly drawn out of its scabbard, and there was a sound of metal rubbing, and the majestic horses under the crotches of the cavalry had already knocked the horse's belly with their legs, and then gradually accelerated the pace of running.

The sharp blade easily cut through the smoke screen formed by the gunpowder, and one of the guards cavalry looked at the surging white ocean in front of him, and there was not the slightest fear in his eyes, but as cold as a saber glowing in his hand.

And as the sabers were raised high and diagonally upward, one of the famous cavalrymen also leaned forward, which was the prelude to the charge!

Hundreds of accelerating figures were rolling together, advancing like an irresistible steel fortress, even the white ocean in front of them could not break through the heavy mountain-like shackles.

"Hooray, France!"

Accompanied by a deafening cry, these solemn-faced Guards Grenadier and Guards Polish cavalry also launched a merciless slaughter.

They were once the undefeated legends of the French cavalry, but now they have become the most ruthless and efficient killing machines.

With the astonishing momentum of the horses underneath, the sabers in the hands of the Guards Grenadier and the Guards Polish Cavalry were like efficient cutters, and the seemingly tough but extremely fragile bones of these skeleton warriors could not be resisted.

The raised saber kept falling and then rising again, and so on and so forth, seemingly endless.

The cold light of the forest broke through the mottled white bones, and under the effect of this huge impact, one after another skeleton warriors flew directly out as if they had been hit by a high-speed car.

After falling to the ground, these skeleton warriors were more or less cracked, and the worse ones were directly torn into a pile of broken skeletons.

The scale of the hundreds of cavalry was naturally incomparable to the still turbulent white ocean in front of them, but at this time, there was an extremely strange scene.

In this white ocean, there is a stretch of black line running through it.

Hundreds of Guards cavalry dressed in fine black cavalry robes were galloping freely among them at this time.

The cavalry at high speed, like an incomparably sharp iron spear, constantly tore through the defensive fortress formed by the bodies of the skeleton warriors, and they never flinched despite the endless enemy in front of them.

This is the French cavalry, they are hot-blooded, fearless and brave.

Inspired by the Lord, they are the most determined warriors, even if there are undead spirits like skeleton warriors in front of them, they are still fearless!

When the formation of the skeleton warriors was torn apart again, the black cavalry robes on these guards cavalry no longer showed their original appearance at all, and instead they were dark red.

These skeleton warriors naturally don't bleed, so the hot, scarlet blood poured on their clothes was either from themselves or from their companions.

The horseshoe stomped heavily on the dark dirt, and the French cavalry roared with wide eyes, this time not choosing to continue the charge, but to circle the sides to the small hill and get ready to rest.

Until this time, the heavy gasp still carried the air with the smell of gunpowder, and even the chests seemed to be ignited by the flames of war, they were arrogant and fearless French Imperial cavalry, even in the face of muskets and artillery, they also roared and raised their sabers and marched forward bravely!

However, they are also flesh and blood, constantly slashing at the skeleton army in front of them, and their physical strength is also rapidly consumed.

The charge of the Polish cavalry and the grenadiers of the Guards undoubtedly reduced the pressure on the line infantry and spearmen.

"Shoot!"

Taking advantage of this rare good opportunity, Chopin hurriedly ordered.

As Chopin's order sounded, a line infantryman who had been waiting for a long time immediately pulled the trigger in his hand.

As the sparkling sparks rose, the frenzied agitation became more and more intense in the small and cramped medicine room.

And the muzzles of the flintlock pistols, which were originally pitch black, also bloomed with incomparably hot light at this moment, and the endless tongues of fire were intertwined, as if bringing out a fire dragon that was about to fly.

This is a celebration of life, and it is also a funeral song for these dead skeletons in front of them.

"Bang bang-"

The round and slender lead bullets were driven by the huge force of the gunpowder explosion, and instantly turned into sharp knives condensed by steel.

Although the existence of these skeleton warriors in front of him was in a form that Chopin could not understand at all, it was only under the roar of this endless buckshot that these skeleton warriors could not resist, and they fell down one after another.

The dense and intense sound is like a rapid and high-pitched music, which is played to the extreme at this moment.

"The first column is filled, the second column is prepared."

"Gun on the shoulder, aim, shoot!"

"Bang bang-"

As Chopin's order was given, a series of fires appeared in the black muzzle, and lead bullets instantly tore through the air, easily tearing apart the body of the skeleton warrior from a hundred meters away.

Soon after, the spearmen, who had already lost more than half of their troops, fought again without fear of death.

Although they knew that it would be an extremely tragic end, they had no better choice for these spearmen at this time.

Although after several merciless baptisms of cannonballs, buckshot, guards cavalry, and spearmen, there were less than 5,000 skeleton warriors in front of him at this time, but they were still not something that these spearmen in front of him could resist.

As the fierce collision unfolded again, the area was once again transformed into a calm and dead meat grinding field, and the grinding wheel pushed by the flesh began to rotate non-stop, and under the scattered minced flesh, the rich blood color obscured everything.

On either side of the skeleton army, the Guards Grenadier and the Guards Polish Cavalry had retreated to recuperate, but hundreds of chasseurs were still harassing and firing on the periphery.

"Bang!"

It's just that at this moment, a loud roar broke the tactics of these chasseurs who kept harvesting in a roundabout way.

In the crystal sky, a fireball the size of a watermelon appeared silently, and then fell like a feather.

The mellow fireball is like the stars in the universe, mysterious and unpredictable, and the dark red side curtain is like a blood-colored sun, which seems to be blooming with amazing light and heat all the time.

Then, as if it was the last moment of extreme sublimation, the falling fireball still rose and swirled rapidly, and then the unimaginable blazing heat began to spread rapidly in all directions, and the amazing ripples brought by the fireball seemed to engulf everything, whether it was darkness or light, it seemed that it would be completely annihilated at this moment.

A chaser didn't react to what was going on at all, just subconsciously followed the place where the voice sounded, but the moment he turned around, all his consciousness also returned to nothingness, and in the last consciousness, there was a blazing flame.

"Boom!"

However, the power of the fireball the size of a watermelon after it fell was undoubtedly terrifying, except for the chaser who was directly enveloped in it, the four or five chasers near him had no chance to escape, and even the dark black ground was deeply sunken at this time.

The moment they reacted, the blazing flames released from the fireball as it fell spread its wings like eagles, enveloping everything around them.

Then came the neighing of the horses and the desperate screams of the warrior in the last moments of his life.

A hundred meters away, the giant skeleton didn't know where it was standing at some point, looking at the skeleton warriors who kept falling, the two skeleton mages on the giant skeleton were also shocked and angry, but they didn't know what to do for a while, and for a while, they had to vent all their anger on the chassars who were within the range of the magic strike at this time.

After the first powerful fireball fell, the second and third fireballs followed, and as the fireballs that seemed to cost money fell, a large number of chasers could not even escape, and were engulfed by the raging ripples of flames.

"Retreat, retreat!"

Looking at the abruptly reversed scene in front of him, Chopin's face also became extremely gloomy, and he immediately shouted at the chasers in front of him.

And as soon as they were sure that they were invincible, the chassars quickly retreated, and a hundred chasers were buried in the raging flames.

It's just the beginning.

Just as Chopin looked at the two necromancers on the giant skeleton with a gloomy face, they had a new move.

I saw the two of them raise their staffs, and they didn't know what they were muttering, and then not long after, two thick black mist floated forward.

Although he didn't know what the two necromancers were doing, Chopin instinctively felt uncomfortable.

And what happened next made Chopin grit his teeth even more.

As the incomparably thick black mist dissipated, a skeleton warrior whose original soul fire had been absorbed actually stood up again.

After each black mist dissipated, two or three hundred skeleton warriors stood up again, although there were still many cracks on this skeleton warrior's body, as if they had been temporarily patched, but in the consumption of such a protracted battle, this group of new "resurrected" skeleton warriors can be regarded as a group of new forces, and the ghost knows how many times these necromancers can release such similar spells.

Looking at the necromancer who was constantly waving his staff in the distance, the killing intent in Chopin's eyes was not concealed at all.

However, in order to deal with the two necromancers, you must first deal with the giant skeleton.

"Gun on the shoulder, set fire and shoot!"

Lead bullets whizzed past, letting out bursts of sharp roars, and then one after another black shadows easily crossed a distance of hundreds of meters and slammed into the giant skeleton.

Although the distance between the two sides was nearly two hundred meters, the size of this giant skeleton was too large, so even if the lead bullet fired by a line infantry was off-targeted, most of it still landed on the giant skeleton.

"Bang bang-"

With a series of clanging sounds, the giant skeleton immediately had hundreds of depressions of different depths, and in the places where the bullets fell more densely, they were directly shattered.

The impact of two lead bullets may not be anything to this giant skeleton, but at this time, the metal storm formed by the convergence of hundreds of lead bullets swept away like locusts.

Under the effect of this surging impact, the dark blue soul fire in the hollow eyes of this giant skeleton flickered rapidly.

The originally stable body of the mountain also leaned back uncontrollably, and it seemed that it would lose its balance and fall to the ground in the next second, but at this moment, one of the necromancers waved his staff, as if an invisible giant hand supported the body of the giant skeleton behind it, allowing its body to regain its balance.

After one round of shots, a second round of lead bullet shots followed.

This time, before the lead bullet landed on the giant skeleton, the dark blue soul flame in the giant skeleton's eyes flickered at an unprecedented high frequency, and then from his body, a thick black qi like a protective shield spread.

The furious lead bullets fell in the dark and strange black mist, but they became docile like sheep.

It's like a pebble falling into a lake, and it has no effect except for the ripples that spread in all directions.

However, with the continuous injection of lead bullets, the protective shield, which originally seemed to be as stable as a rock, continued to tremble, and it seemed that it might burst at any time.

And at this moment, the two necromancers on the giant skeleton made another move, only to see the staff in their hands swing in unison, accompanied by a wave of energy fluctuations that ordinary people could not detect, the black mist shield that was about to be shattered became stable again.

Seeing this scene, Chopin's face couldn't help but be a lot gloomy, but he didn't seem so flustered.

"Dada-Da-"

While the infantryman kept firing, Chopin's evolved Guards Polish cavalry also set out on the expedition again after a short rest.

With the sudden roar of the horse's hooves, before the two necromancers could react to what was going on, a short spear of extremely sharp light fell from the sky.

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