On the periphery of the Central Avenue, the provincial cavalry such as Levi and Wilmot had all stopped in place, and they also held the reins in their hands, and they could immediately turn their horses' heads whenever any order was given. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

These provincial cavalrymen, as long-trained cavalrymen, of course knew the tragedy caused by the hedging between the cavalry and the cavalry, although as long as they heard Levi's order, they could launch a fearless charge without hesitation, but it did not mean that they would not be afraid in their hearts, or express nervousness about the upcoming war!

This group of provincial cavalry, although they are called cavalry, in the real sense, is just a group of families who can afford to buy war horses, and the troops organized by the children of rich families who have learned a few cavalry combat skills.

The real charge was the work of heavy hussars or pikemen, and what these provincial cavalry were best at was maintaining discipline and using the natural might of cavalry to intimidate any rebels in the region who dared to rebel against the king's rule.

"Your Majesty, they have cavalry, we must retreat quickly!"

Wilmot took a deep breath, he also knew that his cavalry had little chance of winning against the other side's obviously even more terrifying and cruel skeleton cavalry.

The hedging between the cavalry is not hand-to-hand combat between the infantry, or the shooting between the musketeers, but the tragic collision of horses, using all means to kill the enemy at the moment when the two sides are staggered, otherwise they will be killed, there is no trick to talk about, only frontal hedge, collision, and mutual consumption.

Swallowing and spitting, seeing that His Majesty, the King, was looking ahead and did not give an order, Wilmot also eagerly suggested to him: "These skeleton cavalry are a bit threatening. ”

"Skeleton cavalry?"

There was a strange smile on the corner of Levi's mouth, looking at the skeleton war horse in front of him that was walking out of the bronze gate, and the cavalry wearing what seemed to be the armor and helmet before his death, he couldn't help but whisper: "Or call them the undead knights better." ”

Those cavalrymen riding skeletal horses, wearing rotten armor, wearing tattered helmets, but holding nearly three-meter-long bone spears in their hands, in Levi's opinion, are exactly the same as the undead knights in literature, film and television works in his previous life, and even the natural coercion has come to his face.

In other words, this is the real deterrent power of cavalry, especially these skeletons, whether they are skeleton war horses or skeleton knights, their eyes are flashing with a dark blue soul fire.

And the resentment contained in it, which is extremely hateful for the living, can be observed through a telescope from a distance of thousands of meters!

"Wow!"

The war horses under the crotch also seemed to feel the hatred of the other side, which also belonged to the skeleton war horse, and shook their heads and swayed, but without the permission of the rider on their backs, they still stood in place, just uneasily digging the ground with their hooves.

And on the hill behind him, the position that Green was responsible for controlling had also discovered the undead knight who appeared in the castle of the dead through the telescope.

The other four provincial cavalry teams immediately sprang into action, and they did not hesitate to ride their horses down the hill, and if necessary, they could even sacrifice their lives to hedge against the undead knights who seemed to know that they were definitely not weak!

But Levi will not let his cavalry troops be directly consumed, after all, his cavalry is not a cuirassier, nor an elite lancer, but just some sword-wielding melee cavalry.

Of course, if the cavalry in his hands was more advanced now, even if it was a dragoon armed with a flintlock pistol, he would dare to wrestle with the group of undead knights armed with bone spears.

"Let's go!"

Levi exhaled slowly, looking at the gate that walked out of the castle of the dead in the distance, the undead knight who was in a charging posture on this central avenue, did not choose to resist.

The lancers of the Middle Ages, dressed in heavy armor and riding on war horses, rushed like a tide, and if there were no artillery and muskets, it might be whimsical and unwise to resist them with the current provincial cavalry.

A qualified commander would never think that backing down was running away, and Levi made the most reasonable choice.

Turning his horse's head, he rode his horse straight back in the direction he had come, and the same did with Wilmot and the provincial cavalry behind him, and the four teams of cavalry that had received him gathered together, and returned to the top of the hill like a furious whirlwind.

And at this castle of the dead, the group of bronze skeleton cavalry, or undead knights, stood silently in place, still maintaining a charging formation.

The mottled and old city walls were all occupied by bronze skeleton archers, and the bone bows in their hands had been mounted with long arrows of bronze shapes, and the blue soul fire in their eyes flickered incessantly, apparently all of them had noticed Levi and his cavalry, as well as the large force on the hills in the distance.

But in the castle of the dead, above the tallest main building, there was a burly body standing in the watchtower, hidden in the darkness and unable to see clearly, quietly looking outside.

In the faint glimmer, you can vaguely see that his burly body is still wearing a suit of armor, holding a thick wooden staff in one hand, and a large sword in the other, and the top of his head is not a helmet, composed of several raised tips, which is a crown.

He looked out quietly, motionless, as if his eyes could see the hills far away, and looked at the strange troops above who were setting off for their return.

And the undead knights lined up under the city wall also seemed to have received some order, the soul fire in their eyes shook, but they controlled the skeleton war horses under them to slowly retreat into the gate.

The entire castle of the dead returned to its previous calm, and the skeletons on the square tower and the walls retreated to their respective areas, or returned to the castle to continue waiting for orders to walk up the walls to defend themselves.

In the watchtower of the main building of the castle, the burly figure also slowly took a few steps back, and then sat down directly.

A faint blue flashed in the middle of his eyes, and this burly figure slightly folded his arms on his knees, still clutching the great sword and wooden staff, but an inaudible voice appeared in his mouth:

"Human... Enemy... The War of Doom..."

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