A new round of collisions has begun.

The knights fought against the barbarians not so gorgeously, and the war was not full of violent beauty as recorded in some history books, they just sprinted, fought, and staggered.

Then he turned around and repeated the process again.

Only blood and stumps continued to grow.

Payne didn't know that he had already rushed and killed several times, but he felt that the hand holding the weapon began to gradually become numb, and he moved his body slightly, and felt a sharp pain in his lower back.

This is a wound that has just been left by the leader of the barbarians.

These damn guys, they're so hard to deal with.

The lance can only use a single stabbing function, which has too little margin for error and too small a striking area, while the axes and hammers used by the enemy have a large attack range, and the slightest contact with the body of the cavalry can cause extremely serious damage.

After two painful lessons, the barbarian leader finally realized that being brainless and rigid was a very stupid thing.

Facing the weapons of the cavalry head-on, they were not at all an opponent.

How can a human be able to suppress himself and his army in a head-to-head duel?

How is this possible?

But the facts were in front of him, and he had to make a way to deal with it.

So at his command, the barbarian changed his strategy.

When the cavalry pounced again, they chose to quickly dodge to the sides, forming a hollow passage for the cavalry to pass through.

As the cavalry swept by, a barbarian wielded his great axe and slashed directly at Payne's mount.

Seeing this scene with his peripheral vision, a layer of cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead, at this speed, if the horse was killed by the barbarians, he would be swept out as the controller, and he would be torn to pieces by the barbarians if he fell to the ground.

Or, he will be directly broken and die.

But no matter what happens, the outcome is fixed.

That is, I will die.

Payne could almost make out the savage's grin.

But that scene did not appear, Payne roared, tightened the reins in his hand, the mount felt the will of the owner, and the cooperation between life and death over the years allowed them to have enough tacit understanding, the horse raised its front hooves high, and at the same time the hind hooves exerted force, completing a jumping motion, like a dexterous wind, jumping into the air under the savage's giant axe.

The barbarian landed in the air with a steady blow, and before he could react and stand up straight, he heard the sound of a howling wind.

A cold touch came from behind him, and then he heard a strange sound.

It was like bones were shattering.

Then he saw a sharp blade peeking out of his chest.

The world was plunged into darkness.

Payne picked up the weapons of his fallen companions, and the fight was not over for fear of the barbarians, and the battle was not over.

The battle lasted less than ten minutes, and both sides paid a heavy price.

The barbarian ranks were left with only seventeen warriors still standing, but most of them were lightly wounded, and the battle was in full swing, and the barbarian leader could not spare his hands to end the lives of his seriously wounded companions, so he could only let them endure the pain and lay down in the snow wailing.

Payne also lost nearly seven knights, and although it seemed that the casualties were not as many as the barbarians in terms of numbers, only Payne knew how much effort and money it would take to train a qualified knight, which could not be measured by an equal number at all.

Barbarians do not need to be trained, they only need to grow to a certain level of size, they can participate in battle at any time, they only need a crude weapon, they are natural warriors, this is their advantage.

But humanity, when has it ever been afraid of threats from other races?

The barbarian leader gasped and stared at Payne and his knights, he had been feeling the strain from just now, the pressure he had brought on him was not at all comparable to the cavalry he had defeated, the other party was extremely brave, and seemed to be completely ignorant of fear, and especially skilled in cooperation.

Usually when he caught a flaw and tried to cut a cavalryman under his horse, the spear suddenly stabbed from all sides, forcing him to abandon the attack and choose to dodge or defend to save his life.

His team suffered heavy damage, and he originally planned to be able to use these elite soldiers to break all the way to the interior and kill them by surprise, but he didn't expect that he was attacked by such a tough attack before he could cross the village and town he had no time to cross.

For the first time, the barbarian leader felt a sense of frustration in his heart, in his previous experience, whether it was against the beasts or enemies from other tribes, he had believed that the final victory would be his own, and he had done so, but now, in the face of these fierce knights in front of him, he felt powerless and a faint ......

Fear.

Although his warriors have grown up in tough battles from an early age and are not afraid of death and pain, as Touron has said, their stamina is poor.

The rapid rise in body temperature caused by running at high speed will cause the blood to boil and speed up the circulation of blood, but due to the anatomy of the body, their heart is not enough to maintain the body in this state for a long time.

If you run in a sprint without stopping, your heart will eventually be unable to withstand this strong pressure and you will go into sudden arrest.

I heard the heavy panting of my companion in my ears.

The leader of the barbarians knew that if the tide of battle did not turn around, the victory would soon be revealed.

Payne did not give the barbarians much time to breathe, he observed the movements of the enemy, and he learned from the mouth of Touron that the weakness of these fellows, and that the cavalry with excellent horses was enough to restrain them to death.

The excellent endurance and explosiveness of the war horse are not comparable to the barbarians, after all, the duty of the war horse is to run, and the training and genes it receives are also developed in this direction.

The barbarians, on the other hand, are strong in battle, and although their explosive power is sufficient, for the nimble cavalry, if they cannot defeat the cavalry in a short time, then they will be defeated miserably because of the shortcomings of their own race.

Payne deliberately led the cavalry to charge many times, forcing the barbarians to engage him head-on, constantly depleting the barbarians' physical strength until the enemy could no longer run.

"Looks like it's time to end!"

Payne took a deep breath, the enemy's morale and physical condition had now fallen to the bottom, and it was a good time to launch a general attack.

He raised the weapon in his hand and placed it straight across his hand, aiming the blade at the barbarian in front of him without a hint of movement.

"Follow me and expel the invaders from our territory!"

"Kill!"

The cavalry roared into the sky, as if to vent all the anger that had accumulated over the years.

This time, the barbarians who will surely kill our companions and women......

Annihilation!