Chapter 15 One Ride is a Hundred
! Pulling out more Zhan Milan thorns, the leaf-shaped elven grand sword pointed at the knights in the center of the battlefield and prepared to enter the field. At a distance of more than seventy meters, there was no rush as expected, and the riders tightened the reins to keep the horses at a small pace. More than fifty horsemen crossed a small wooded area and appeared from the other side in the hollow field of vision of the skeleton soldiers. The black knight Sasar felt tricky at once, and he couldn't help but urge the horse that sat down to trot all the way, brandishing the black and heavy steel sword, and shouted behind a white skeleton of bones: "Turn, turn, you fools!" "Third row, fourth row, flat spears, quick! Maggots! ”
He cursed viciously in a hollow, hoarse voice as he split the skeletal soldiers in two. Some of them faced the self-defense group led by Freya, and some of them prepared to contain the human cavalry that suddenly appeared on the other side.
The spear was raised, and then "whoa." With a drop, the first row pointed diagonally upward, and the second row crossed the shoulder bone of the first row, and a steel forest was formed.
Brando looked at the cold spear tips, his face did not change, he seemed to be used to the tension before the battle, there was no trace of fear on his tense face, the young man was just adjusting his breathing so that it could adapt to the coming big battle.
He looked at the skeleton and felt that this scene was no different from the game to annihilate a squadron in Madara, and the commander was similar to a monster like the wandering elite of the same level, and every such activity had been fruitful in the past. Most of the squadron captains in Madara's army of the undead have the strength of the middle or upper reaches of Black Iron, which is roughly equivalent to the level of twenty to thirty in the game, and if the setting is not changed, he may see secondary magic equipment above level 20.
The elven sword in Brando's hand was always pointed at Sasar's flank, which was like a restraint. The knights who ordered him kept a slow pace, slowly turning along a tangent line, approaching the flanks of the skeleton soldiers' formation.
His composure impressed Sasar, and the black knight understood at a glance that the opponent was a seasoned cavalryman and an experienced cavalry commander, and a skilled cavalry was to cooperate with the infantry to achieve victory
Tong guò constantly presses the opponent to change the formation and adjust the direction. Look for gaps to effectively kill with one hit. And the novice will only let go of his hand and charge without any scruples, and finally hit his head and bleed.
Sasar had already made his skeleton soldiers turn about a hundred and twenty degrees in the direction of Brando's advance, and the skeleton soldiers turned sluggish, and it was extremely troublesome to reorganize the formation, requiring the commission of almost all eleven corpse witches in one of his squadrons. At times, the Black Knight was worried about whether the thin line of defense behind him would be able to withstand the onslaught of Freya's self-defense group.
After the skeleton archer fires the fourth wave of arrows, it starts firing freely
The militia had come down from the hill to within ten meters, and the first row of these mixed groups of citizens, white-maned regiments, light infantry, and mercenaries consisted of a variety of faces from different regions, a large part of the Buche people, as well as the faces of the Anlek and the mountain people, and the faces of these young and middle-aged people showed a mixture of fear and nervousness on their faces.
They whipped out a white mist in the cold night, forming a wall, and the scenery behind them seemed to be blurred.
They were armed with wooden spears or Madara's steel swords, and they all held them too tightly, because the guide's movements were a little stiff and deformed, and their breathing was disordered, but they were pushed forward by the people behind them, and they consciously moved forward.
Directly in front of them was a skeletal skelet. The undead are never afraid, they are not uplifted, one by one they remain motionless: spear in both hands, no joy, no sorrow, no thought. It was as calm as a note, and only the hollow red soul fire in the eye socket was burning.
But it is precisely such an enemy that makes people feel terrible.
The girl with a long ponytail was anxious to watch the enemy on horseback, and the future Valkyrie knew that if she let it go, it would definitely be her own side first, she gritted her teeth, let the war horse spin on the spot, and then raised her long sword, like a cyan lightning bolt piercing into the gap between the two sides.
It was the completion of the transformation from a militiaman to a female knight, Freya's mind was blank at that moment, she didn't think about anything, she only knew that she wanted to win, she wanted to help Brando, and she wanted to go down with everyone, and go on this long, long way.
The forest of thorns made of spears jumped into view, densely packed
Freya.
Miss Merchant, who was cautiously hiding on the top of the hill alone, of course no one knew that she had sneaked out. But she saw Freya's adventurous move at a glance, and couldn't help but widen her eyes and startled.
Then she suddenly heard the sound of an argument behind her, and Roman was stunned for a moment. When I turned around, I saw that the girl behind me who seemed to be named Su was snatching a war horse and turning over on the horse, and then rushed all the way down in the direction of the battlefield.
Turns out she can ride a horse
Roman lay on the rocks and thought that riding a horse seemed to be very interesting.
Freya gritted her teeth and raised her hand to raise her steel sword, "Click, click, click." Throwing each spear that was stretched out to her in the air, she rode along Madara's line, her skeletal soldiers retreating.
But she could only handle a handful after all, and spears passed through the line, and the Wind Feather brightened up and swirled along the half-body armor of the pony-tailed girl, which was about the equivalent of a 7 mm beveled steel plate armor, enough to cut through most of the attacks.
But the old one deleted the net! Fish, two spears burst out of the thorny forest and struck Freya's feet, and a white mark was sent out next to the four states, and the other pierced her waist, and the red blood gushed out like a spring.
Freya snorted and slashed the spear with her sword. Then she gritted her teeth and turned around and left the battlefield from the other side. Behind her, the Self-Defense Regiment had collided with Madara's undead army. The spears of the skeleton were raised high by Freya, and they retreated again and again, and just in time to meet the self-defense group, they collided head-on, and immediately could not resist the huge momentum and retreated one after another
Sasar couldn't help but be taken aback when he felt the front behind him collapse, he thought that his undead subordinates would be able to resist for a moment and buy him a little time, but he didn't expect it to collapse at the touch of a button. He turned around, only to see the female knight in azure elf armor with a focused look on her face, encouraging her citizens, white-maned legion, light infantry, and mercenaries to form a torrent and keep moving forward, constantly attacking forward, and constantly opening up a greater victory.
The black knight couldn't help but gasp, if he still had enough corpse witches in his hands, he could also revitalize the formation, which was also one of the great characteristics of the undead army, but now his entire focus was on the other side, and Brando and his knights were eyeing it.
Thinking of this, he was startled, and when he turned around, he saw that the group of human cavalry had indeed adjusted their direction and were facing his position, and the cavalry gradually approached, and the horses that had sat down began to trot.
Brando raised his sword.
More than fifty knights behind him raised their swords.
"Kill".
"Eruin will win!"
The earth roared, the cavalry roared into the mountains and forests, the stones on the ground trembled like a dance, and the rocks rolled in waves.
The skeleton of bones, which could retreat a little from behind, was disrupting Sasar's formation. More than a dozen corpse witches were surrounded and helpless. With a sword he slashed down a skeleton soldier who stood in his way, and shouted in a hoarse voice:
"Flattening long than!"
Brando was as fast as a black meteor, he lowered his body on horseback, and the elven sword swept forward, and the wind pressure brought by the white crow swordsmanship swept like a scythe, and the first row, the second row, four or five skeleton soldiers, fell backwards in unison. Then he let go of the reins, his hands held high, and two soft blue clouds of light radiated from his thick bast gloves, "Whoa, with a whoop, lifted the two rows of spears that were reaching out towards him."
Then a man and a horse crashed into a skeleton of bones, and several skeletons were lifted up by the tall war horses and flew out.
It seemed like a thrilling scene, but in fact, Brando's dexterity had reached a level of energy, several times that of ordinary people, and the movement of the skeleton soldier was as slow as a snail in his eyes. The gap between a fraction of a breath seemed to him to be a huge loophole that could be exploited lightly.
"Protect the horses!"
With Brando's roar, the first side of the entire cavalry crashed into the forest of spears of the undead army, and after the loud bang, the skeleton shelves of the first and second rows fell together, and the skeleton soldiers behind also retreated, huddled with the corpse witch who was overseering the battle.
The mercenaries were so skilled that they unsheathed the spears of the Madara undead and cut into the opposing formation, the force of the hunting horses penetrating the back three rows of these bone frames
As soon as they tried to get out of the way, the second row of their comrades crashed in, and Madara's line suddenly retreated again, on the verge of collapse.
In the first impact, there were only two or three knights who fell off their horses, and most of their horses were injured, and they could fight their way out of the chaos with their strength above the black iron.
Suffice it to say, Brando led a collective charge above Master Chief Eruin, and the impact was so powerful that it was even beyond his own expectations.
Although the blow did not penetrate the two hundred undead army, it almost pushed the opponent to the limit of collapse.
Even Sasar couldn't believe that he could be defeated so quickly, and the black knight saw the two of them, and the corpse witch cast a dark curtain in front of Brando, who was in the center of his army, but the other party picked them out of their hiding state as if they were not in it, and half of their bodies fell in front of him, and the white holy flame burned brightly.
Another corpse witch tried to hide farther away and use the ** technique, but was cut off half of his body by a young man's backhand sword seven or eight meters apart, and fell on his back.
Brando turned around again in the midst of the demons and monsters, and swung his sword hard, and the elven sword passed flatly, and the surrounding bone rack "boom." White flames erupted from the mutilated bones, and the holy flames joined together, as if the light of heaven surrounded the young knight, and the demons danced wildly and in an instant they were reduced to ashes and fell.
As if he had passed, he had walked on the ground among the hosts.
Everyone couldn't help but open their mouths wide and suffocate their breath.
Brando looked up again, his gaze locked on the Black Knight Sassar
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