Yarrow felt an unparalleled force driving his body, the world in front of him suddenly twisted, his ears whistling, his body completely out of his control.

"Bang!"

Like the sound of a sack full of cargo being smashed to the ground, Yarrow's body made intimate contact with the steps.

The pain suddenly took over his mind, and Yarrow let out a roar of pain, feeling the bones of his whole body shattered in the blow.

It wasn't until this moment that he understood why the Paladin could be called the strongest combat power of the Holy See, even if he resisted this blow with his strengthened body, he had a feeling of bone collapse, and if he was replaced by an ordinary person, the possibility of surviving this attack was almost zero.

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The battle on the other side was also in full swing, and the powerful impact of the cavalry made it difficult for the infantry to form an effective resistance formation, and before they could assemble, the horses roared and pushed them into the corners of the building, and then several sabers or spears pierced them in an instant, nailing them to the wall.

The battle was extremely fierce, although the black cavalry had the upper hand, but the soldiers of the command office were constantly coming, and joined the battle group, every time they broke through a gap, other soldiers would immediately catch up and block, so that the wheel tactics would continue, and the physical strength of the black cavalry would be exhausted sooner or later, and at that time, the infantry would rush up and tear the black cavalry to pieces.

But no one knows how many soldiers' lives will have to be paid for this goal.

The black cavalry is like the scythe of death, whenever it comes into contact with the infantry camp, there will always be a large number of soldiers who fall down as if they were cut wheat, and the officers of the command office were shocked by this tragic scene and trembled, the number of these soldiers is more than ten times that of the black cavalry, but from the moment the battle began, they have been in a situation of being beaten, and they are dying in large numbers, and the casualties of the other side are extremely limited, except for a few cavalrymen who were shot down at the beginning, the rest of the cavalry almost did not suffer any damage.

"Their armor is too thick!" one soldier shouted in the warband, "We can't break the armor!"

"Cut through the gaps in their armor joints!" the officer roared, but he also knew how difficult it was, the seams of the plate armor were already much smaller than ordinary scale armor, and in this kind of weather, coupled with the speed at which the cavalry came and went, it was almost impossible to cut the seams of the armor.

"The 2nd Division has arrived! The 3rd Division is gathering!" From the rear of the regiment, a group of soldiers with torches held alalof, fully armed with spears and hammers to restrain the heavy cavalry, joined the battle, and the soldiers in front quickly opened a way for them.

The Black Cavalry met them head-on.

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"It's really a life ...... death," Yarrow was half-kneeling on the cold ground, having been relieved of his ability to transform back into a human form, his arms were dripping with blood, his chest was rising and falling violently, the air he inhaled into his lungs was hot, and his clothes were in tatters and he looked like a roadside begging outcast.

Less than three meters in front of him, the paladin's body leaned limply against the wall, his eyes staring blankly at the sky, a large hole in his chest was broken, and his white ribs and heart that had stopped beating were clearly visible.

"It's thrilling. Sturt wiped the beads of sweat from his head and spat at the dead paladin, "Damn it, it almost broke my neck." ”

Bran gasped, his hands kept trembling, and the blood-stained short knife fell to the ground with a thud: "Fortunately, we won, I didn't expect him to have the strength to survive in the end!"

The paladin's last resistance was frenzied, perhaps realizing that he would not be able to leave alive, he abandoned all defensive and blocking movements, and used all his strength and moves to attack.

In the face of a crazy paladin, even Yarrow couldn't suppress him, and under the paladin's lifeless play, Yarrow was forced to retreat step by step, and was once suppressed into the corner, so that the speed he relied on could not be exerted, and he was suffocated to the corner of the wall and was forced to take a blast for nearly two minutes.

Although Yarrow succeeded in killing the mad paladin with the help of Bran and St, the price paid was also extremely heavy, the bones of his arms were almost broken into several pieces, and the sharp pain in his body was worse than death, and after the ability was removed, the pain was especially intense.

"This group of paladins doesn't seem to know fear and pain at all, their pain nerves seem to have been cut off, and when I broke open his chest, he didn't even have any pain on his face!" Ya Luo said with palpitations, it has long been rumored that paladins are the weapons of war of the Holy See, and their production method has always been the most secret secret of the Holy See, if it weren't for seeing the heart and blood in his body, Ya Luo would even have to wonder if the paladin is still a human being.

I don't know pain, I don't know fear, I strictly follow orders, and my flesh strength is stronger than that of the demon seed of the flesh enhancement system.

Warriors of terror like this, if their number reaches five thousand, no, three thousand can push a kingdom sideways and destroy all their forces and defenses!

"Let's talk about this later, we have to hurry up and leave!Nearly twenty minutes have passed, and the Norrington soldiers will soon surround this place, and the black knights will not hold out for long. Sturt urged, even though he was in prison, he could still faintly hear the sounds of fighting and the shaking of the earth from the outside world.

After calculating the time, the black knights have been fighting for nearly half an hour, and they are facing enemies several times their size, wearing heavy armor and weapons, and even the physical strength of the war horses is rapidly depleting, even if the physical strength of the black knights is superior to ordinary people, but they are about to reach the limit.

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The blades were numerous, the horses were kicking the road in a rage, the black cavalry were panting with their mounts, taking advantage of the short rest for a few seconds before the enemy rushed up, the horses were already wet, and they couldn't tell whether it was splashing rain or sweat, and even the black horsemen's faces hidden under the mask were covered with beads of sweat, and their armor was bloody, both their own and their enemies.

After the Hammermen joined the fray, the Black Horsemen's savage combat charge was restrained, and they were able to repel a group of enemies with the impact of their horses, and with a single spear, the Black Riders could move freely through the enemy group.

However, the appearance of the hammer soldiers made the black knights wearing thick plate armor meet their opponents.

Whenever the heavy hammer fell, although it could only make a pit in the plate armor, the force did not diminish much, and through the deformed plate armor was transmitted to the knight himself, and the force smashed through the flesh and even spread to the bones.

There were also axemen who began to change their tactics, choosing to bend down and chop the hooves of their horses when the cavalry rushed over.

This method obviously worked, the horses were too tired to dodge the axemen's attacks, some of the horses were cut off leg bones, and with a scream, the cavalry fell to the ground with a loud cry, and the hard armor made a heavy collision with the ground, and blood spread out of the cracks in the armor.

But the Black Rider didn't despair.

The leader of the black cavalry looked at more and more infantry, and nearly thirty cavalry on his own side had fallen in battle, and there were less than seventy cavalry capable of fighting at present, and they were covered in blood and panting, and looked very tired.

But at the slightest command, they will still charge fearlessly, and with the determination of victory, they will step over the corpses of their comrades and stab their weapons into the bodies of their enemies.

Seventy against seven hundred.

It's a matchup of very different numbers.

But in the history of the Black Horseman's establishment, even more tragic battles than this one have not been experienced, and everyone thought that they could not come back alive.

As it turned out, they were wrong.

The Black Knights were the most elite of the First Legion, and their credo was to destroy everything that stood in their way.

It doesn't matter if it's a city, or a soldier.

But there are more and more enemies in front of him, and it seems that he will never be able to finish killing.

The leader of the black cavalry shouted a character, and the cavalry regrouped.

Immediately afterward, a tidal wave of enemies poured in.

In this world, there is no enemy that cannot be killed!

The black horsemen roared in unison, and a thunderclap sounded in the night sky, and the enemy attack was over, and the cavalry had already rushed over.

Then the streets once again resounded with the sound of fighting and dull crashing, and under the fierce sprint of the black knights, the encirclement of the crowd was broken through a gap by them.

But at the cost of that, twelve more black riders were left behind forever.

So far in the battle, nearly half of the black riders have died, but the leader of the black knights does not appear to be very sad.

It was the fate of the cavalry to die on the battlefield, and he knew that every black horseman had killed several times or even dozens of times his enemies before he died.

The corpses that covered almost the entire street were the best proof of this.

Until the last moment, they were also the most powerful fighters in the world.

That's enough, they used their lives and battles to prove to the continent what is the top combat power!

The Command officer felt his hands and feet stiffen.

He looked at his subordinates who were killed as if they were chopping melons and vegetables, and suddenly felt like crying.

Oh my God, what kind of devils are these!

We paid for the lives of more than 500 soldiers, but in exchange for less than 50 casualties of the opponent, or fighting on the streets of the city, the opponent's cavalry was limited everywhere, if the place of the battle was changed to the vast plain, the officers could not imagine what kind of scene it would be!

Not only him, but even the soldiers, at this time, were also frightened by the high will to fight of the black knights, they did not dare to step forward, they saw the crazy appearance of these cavalry, their companions were torn in half under their swords, although it was clear that their physical strength had reached the end, but no one dared to try whether they still had the strength to fight back.

A temptation may cost one's life.

The soldiers, sword in hand, shouted at the black knights and threatened, but no one dared to try to kill them easily.

The leader of the black knights gave each other an indifferent look.

"Keep charging!"