A silver line appeared on the horizon, and this silver line spread over the hills and valleys, and the thunder rolled, and in the blink of an eye, it was only when it came close that it was a myriad of silver horses. When these long, curvy horses came to the edge of the forest, they began to slow down, and slowly stopped, and they shook their ears, and on the meadow outside the forest, the tallest of the horses, raised his head and looked in the direction of the forest.

The Archer girls who witnessed this scene were almost stunned, and they all turned their curious eyes to Metisa, their hearts full of admiration for the princess commander.

Métisa's face flushed slightly, but she quickly calmed down and calmly ordered, "Lin Ge Guard, listen to my orders and get on the horse." ”

When the maidens heard the command, they quickly put their longbows on their backs, and walked out of the forest one by one, and cautiously came to the horses that were unusually handsome; But they soon found that these horses were unusually friendly to them, not only did they not have the slightest hostility, but they also lowered their heads and became close to them, as if they were not meeting them for the first time, but comrades who had been with them for many years. Surprised and curious, the maidens pulled down the hood of their cloaks and touched the mane of their mounts affectionately, then grabbed the saddle, stepped on the stirrups, and turned on their horses one by one.

Their movements are extremely skillful, as if they have been trained for a long time.

The last one to get on the horse was Fini, the chief tree elf archer who looked shrunken at first, but when she got on the horse, she immediately became in high spirits and said happily: "It turns out that the lord let us train in equestrian training every day, just for today!" ”

Brando grabbed the reins and glanced back at her, "I don't know who was complaining during training." ”

Finney replied without a red face, "Isn't this also riding, this horse is so tame, I have never seen such a good horse." It's like riding it gives you a sense of heart-to-heart. ”

The other girls agreed.

Brando knew that the effect description of the Fran Knight's 'Cavalry Build' card was, "For X Wealth, the Fran Knight turns X followers into cavalry, and if they are already cavalry, gains flying." ', which literally means to convert infantry into cavalry. It's not just about summoning war horses, that's why these wind shooter girls feel like they do now. It's just that a person who has never ridden a horse before will feel stunned when he sits on a horse for the first time, even if he suddenly acquires riding skills, so basic riding training is still necessary, even if it is not effective for a short time, at least to familiarize them with the feeling of being on horseback.

For such a moment.

In the lime forest -

"Riding an archer?" Count Zlin asked in disbelief.

Count Jacques shook his head slightly, this fellow of Count Zlin is obviously the kind of guy who knows nothing about military affairs, but likes to hearsay: "The bow on their backs is more than 1.5 meters, which is a typical infantry longbow, which cannot be used at all on a horse. Unless they had a short bow with them, it was unlikely that they were mounted archers. ”

"Maybe they have short bows, or what else would they summon these horses for?"

"It's also possible." Count Jacques thought for a moment and replied that he had no idea what the Tonigers were thinking. But the Earl's ability to conjure up a cavalry rekindled hope in his heart, and he rubbed the hilt of his sword and began to consider when he would join the Tonigers in attack. to turn the tide of the situation.

On the position of Madara, far away from them, the Blood Staff was coming to the same conclusion. The Eruin suddenly had an extra cavalry that could threaten its flanks, leaving it somewhat on its back. The army on the other side was so weird that it was thinking about what the commander of the other side wanted to do with the army of archers on horseback, but it couldn't figure it out.

The other Dark Lords were also surprised, and they eventually came to the conclusion that the army of archers on horseback next to them was most likely the Eruin distracting them. If the flanks are really divided, when the five brigades of the White Lion Infantry launch an attack later, it is very likely that the central position will not be able to support it. But it didn't seem like an idea to let such an army of 'mounted archers' wander around itself, and in the end, the Blood Staff ordered the last remaining group of skeleton warriors to go up, at least so that the other side could not harass its flanks.

Seeing that the Blood Staff was still acting in a proper manner. Brando couldn't help but smile, "It's up to you now, Métisa." ”

"My lord, the victory has been decided, this time please let you personally lead us in the charge." The little princess of the silver elf replied softly.

Brando nodded, "Call them out." ”

Métissa whistled like a nightingale, and after a while more than a dozen knights rode out from behind the woods, and they came to the front of them, none other than the Tiger Sparrows, but in very different attire from those of the time. Tiger Sparrow wears a delicate and heavy suit of armor in the style of the White City, shoulder armor is attached to the armpit armor leaf, painted with white paint with sea monster patterns, he wields a spear, and hangs a sheathed sword and battle axe around his waist, looking less like a mercenary than a knight. However, Brando knew that this was the elite knight outfit of the Far Eagle, the most famous mercenary group in the White City area.

The others are also dressed in similar clothes, except for the Flo sisters, the elder sister of the wild elves is now wearing a leather gray robe, and the cloak behind it seems to be composed of countless webbing, each webbing is covered with a brass ring, this strange cloak is also very popular, it is a sorcerer's robe, each brass ring is engraved with a corresponding spell, which can be cast in battle instantly, which is the standard battle wizard's outfit. Tia, the younger sister of the wild elves, wore a wide white robe and a pointed wizard's hat, and had become an official elven envoy, and was now smiling at her lord on horseback.

Tiger Sparrow greeted Brando with a smile: "Lord Lord, I haven't seen you for a long time, and such a long time of training has left us idle." Although the scenery of the Plain of Jewels is good, and the evenings of Richard are still prosperous and beautiful, they are still not as good as the real world, not to mention that we yearn for a bloody fighting career. ”

"Tiger Sparrow, when did you become so literate when you talked," but Brando was a little reluctant: "Not in the future." ”

"Really?" Tia asked happily.

"Of course it's true."

In fact, maintaining the vanguard of the White City only requires paying 5 wind and 20 mana points of Medisa every day, Brando nodded, but Flora snorted softly. He looked over there with some surprise, and the sister of the wild elves turned her face away, letting him see only the pointed ears. "I'm really angry." Brando thought to himself, card creatures are all emotional, and I don't know what happened to Mordface and Andreg, the former is okay. The latter probably even had the heart to kill him.

He glanced in the direction of the riverbank, the battle was now very slow, Madara was like a giant turntable, slowly turning in the rain, and Freya was commanding the White Lion Guards to try to break through the spider swordsman's already shattered defenses, but the undead were different from humans after all, and even in this situation, they still caused Freya great trouble.

Brando clamped his horse's belly and drove the seated horse to the front of the Ringor Guard. He turned his horse's head in the direction of the Madara army and commanded softly, "Bypass the direction of the White Lion Guard's attack, and come with me." ”

The army moved.

Nearly a thousand pure silver horses and the archer girls on their backs slowly bypassed the front of the White Lion Guard's attack and circled around the flank of the Blood Staff army, the Vieiro and the undead of Madara were staring at this scene, although they knew that it was unlikely to be a terrible horse archer, but let such an army directly threaten their empty flanks. Still makes the blood staff vaguely uneasy. "Let's keep our shooters on that side," it instructed the Witch of the Dead, "Don't let the Eruin be too unscrupulous. ”

"Our shooters are not necessarily their opponents." A dark nobleman replied in a hoarse voice.

"Certainly not their opponents. Those are elven archers, and our shooters are just decorations in front of them! But if they do have a shortbow, then the shortbow is a disadvantage to our longbow, you know, fools! ”

Brando watched the movement of the blood staff, and thought to himself that this old lord of Madala was also not leaking. But alas, there are some things that are destined to be beyond the imagination of its empty mind. The Lin Ge Guard slowly advanced, stopping when they approached about a thousand feet from the Blood Staff Army, and no one understood what the cavalry with the longbow was trying to do at this distance, but they immediately gave the answer with their actions. Under the watchful eye of all. The Wind Archer girls brushed up and dismounted, as if they had rehearsed countless times, and they ran forward to the clearing to form a formation, and then raised their longbows at the sound of the command, and before the Blood Staff could react, the arrows of the Eruin had already risen into the sky.

The undead commanders looked up at the dense dots of light, they flew to the highest point and then froze slightly, and then roared, and in an instant there seemed to be a rain of light on the flank positions of the Blood Staff. This is not the same as Viero's crossbowman volley, the wind shooter's arrows are faster, more penetrating and more accurate, and all of them are enchanted arrows of holy attributes, and when a round of arrows rains down, the flanks of the blood staff seem to have been combed through a comb, and several rows of skeleton shooters have fallen down with a brush.

The blood staff can't stand it at once, at this distance its skeleton shooter can't shoot at all, it can only be beaten, it never dreamed that this would be an infantry on horseback, at this moment it only felt that the commander on the opposite side was simply a hole in his head, what was he thinking, couldn't he fight a good war? However, the long-established Dark Lord had to order the skeleton warriors to attack and drive away the army of elven archers, otherwise it would have to go crazy to let the archers shoot at will.

When Brando's wind shooters saw the skeleton army attacking, they retreated into the array in an orderly manner, turned over their horses, and roared away, leaving only a distant back for the approaching skeleton army; They ran some distance, stopped under Brando's command, and once again lined up to shoot at the army of skeletons.

The undead commanders are stupid, what should they do? Chasing, can't catch up. Shoot, and can't shoot. If there are still fears, it is better to let the fears entangle the other party, and then send an army of skeletons to chase after them and destroy the opponent in one fell swoop, but at this time, the fears have already been exhausted, and the remaining ten or so flying over are not enough for the opponent to shoot a salvo. Of course, they still have cavalry, but the problem is that if the cavalry is brought in, it means that the Lantonilans will attack their other flank at will, and it will only collapse faster.

The blood staff suddenly had a big head like a fight, how could this battle be fought? If the opponent is just an ordinary cavalryman, it can also use the undead's almost infinite endurance to drag down the body of the opponent's mount. The problem is that the opponent's war horses are obviously all summoned, when have you ever heard that summoned creatures have endurance limitations? It's just a summon, and each shooter has three war horses, even if one or two die, it doesn't matter, it is now beginning to feel a little bit of the state of mind of Veskag temporarily, and it almost wants to cry without tears. What kind of army are these, the infantry runs faster than the cavalry, but the infantry archer is equipped with three war horses, this is clearly the configuration of the elite cavalry, what is the commander of the other side thinking?

"This ......" Count Jacques couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this scene from afar: "This is Faenzan's dragoon tactics......"

"Equip an archer with three horses, and this Lord Earl is rich enough." Count Zlin also sighed.

"Those horses are summoned." Count Jacques saw that his colleague had misunderstood, and had to explain, but he still sighed in his heart that he could now play this tactic in Eruin. I'm afraid it's just this earl. He still hadn't figured out how the other party summoned these handsome war horses, and who was that Count Tonigel? But now he suddenly understood that only such a person could single-handedly turn the tide of the battle for Ampesel.

"We're all a little too underestimated, Count Zlín." He couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

The situation on the battlefield is gradually beginning to become clearer.

The frustrated Blood Staff had to let one of his skeleton warriors hold back the Windshooter - or rather, give it to the other side; The only thing it hoped for was that the opposing elven archer would eat a little slower, so that it could free up its hands to deal with the white lion infantry on the river beach first. Although that elven archer army is disgusting, it is not an army that determines the outcome of the battlefield after all. It seems to have been a success. The Wind Shooters under Brando also had two Holy Attribute Enchanted Arrows, which naturally could not be wasted on this skeleton army, and they could only slowly consume their 'living' power with ordinary arrows from afar. In this way, the Blood Staff finally won time.

It had finally mobilized two regiments of spider swordsmen to its front, and with the addition of the original regiment of skeleton warriors and two regiments of skeleton archers, Madara had absolutely overwhelming strength in front of Brando's White Lion Guard for the first time.

And this time. The White Lion Guards also just finished clearing the remnants of Viskag and Mogkin, and used the two brigades commanded by Hipamela and Freya as the spear tips to directly attack Mardara's main formation. The final decisive moment on the battlefield seemed to come at this moment, the armies of both sides were strangled above one point, and the mage group of Eruin was once again in play. Fireballs flew far across the valley and landed in the midst of Madara's army.

Then, after nearly half an hour of silence, the corpse witch and the skeleton mage also began to fight back for the first time, green and golden beams of light staggered over the two armies, and soon, the group of magicians of the Eruin began to fall silent.

"Haha!" The dark mercenaries from the Sea of the Dead Moon knew best what this meant, and they couldn't help but scream excitedly, "Their wizards have no more mana!" ”

Faith seemed to return to these dark nobles at once, and for a moment they almost thought that they had failed, "Martha is above, and the victory will ultimately belong to the Black Rose of Bromantra!" Someone had even shouted. It's a pity that the army of the undead has no morale, otherwise it will definitely boost morale at this moment, and maybe it will directly kill the White Lion Legion and lose its armor.

Compared with the glories of the nobles of Madara, the Vieiro were much more depressed, and the Count of Zlín had asked them several times to send troops to help the Toniguel at once, and it was this fellow who had asked for a retreat first, and now he was the most fanatical, but Count Jacques had already seen the essence of this fellow, and only shook his head indifferently. He stared at the battlefield, the time was far from coming, and he was sure that the Earl must have a second hand.

Charles stood in the wizard phalanx, looking at the thousandfold bright green light in the corpse witch phalanx in the direction of Madara, and probably guessed what the other party was thinking, but he calmly waited until after the third round of attacks before snapping his fingers at his subordinates.

"It's time to undo the magic barrier."

In traditional wizard battles, the first three rounds of wizard attacks are the most violent and focused, and especially when they sense that they have run out of mana, the opponent will definitely double down on their efforts to eliminate them in one fell swoop. All of the other party's guesses were correct, but only one thing was wrong, after the magic barrier was removed, everyone in the Toniger magician group made the same move.

They opened the leather pouches on their belts—there were three of them—and took out a bottle filled with a pale blue liquid, frowned, pinched their noses, and poured them down, and the next moment, the exhausted spiritual power of these wizards instantly surged.

The Blood Wand is a corpse witch, its vision is protected by the power of the law, so it can clearly see such a scene from a few miles away, of course it understands what the other party's wizard is drinking, it is not that it has never seen mana potions, but so many mana potions, it has really never seen it. Hundreds of bottles of mana, disappeared in an instant, and the reason for consuming them was just to defeat it, only those who really deal with magic understand what this means, at that moment the blood staff just wanted to cry, if it could, it almost wanted to run over and punch the other commander's face: it knew that it was so valuable, so it simply asked the other party to give it these mana potions, and then it directly raised its hand and surrendered. (To be continued......)