The advantage of cavalry over infantry is the ability to maneuver in short distances, if you hit him, he can run, but if he hits you, you can't run. However, from another point of view, once the cavalry loses mobility, they become live targets when they cannot find cover, and they are not even as good as the infantry.

However, this is rarely the case, and once it is found that it is impossible to maneuver, the cavalry unit will choose to follow from a distance and not make contact with the enemy. Now it was obviously not among them, the terrain on the hill was gentle, and there were few obstacles, and the Rock Sheep cavalry had enough space to move back and forth, and unless they hit a wall, they could not stop it at all.

However, today they really hit the "wall".

Seeing that they were about to hit the big man at the end of the team, the rock sheep cavalry in the vanguard all raised their weapons high, and even the rock sheep they were riding lowered their heads and showed their huge horns.

The Rock Sheep Cavalry's ability to collide is incomparable, and no mount dares to collide with it, but that big man dares! He didn't make any fancy moves, nor did he use any weapons, not only did he not retreat when the rock sheep hit him, but he took a step forward, raised his fist and smashed it against the sheep's horns!

An unbelievable scene appeared, accompanied by an earth-shattering loud noise, and the first rock sheep didn't even have time to scream, and the sheep's head was actually punched into the chest, leaving only a pair of cracked horns stuck in the neck. And the big man did not hesitate, still kept rushing forward, and hit the second rock sheep.

Then there were explosions, and a rock sheep was killed, and the corpse flew backwards with the rider, and the impact momentum of the cavalry team was blocked by him alone, and the cavalry team that should have been spaced apart was huddled together in a blink of an eye.

The cavalry formation, which had been flowing endlessly, suddenly stopped, and before the thunder spear dwarves came to their senses, the syndicate army gathered together suddenly dispersed, carrying a three-meter spear and backing up. At this time, the Yanyang cavalry was almost crowded with people, and they couldn't run away at all, and they were surrounded in a blink of an eye, and their spears were raised diagonally, directly against their chests.

"Lay down your arms and surrender, or you will be put to death!" An officer stepped out of the crowd and shouted a shout, and the Thunderspear Dwarves recognized it as Safi, the deputy commander of the Syndicate Army.

The tide of the battle was reversed in a blink of an eye, and the advantage just now turned into a dead end in an instant, and the dwarves didn't even have time to lower their weapons. At this moment, there was an exclamation from the south, and the dwarves turned their heads to look, only to see that the big man who had stopped the cavalry with his bare hands waved away from the encirclement and walked into the encirclement with a black body.

At this time, everyone saw the appearance of this person clearly, this person was tall and strong, with a straight nose and a square mouth, sword eyebrows, and quite handsome. It's just that now his face is distorted and hideous, his body is covered with splattered blood spots, and his expression is as fierce as a ghost, which makes people shudder.

His indifferent gaze forced a thunderspear dwarf warrior, cold as ice, the dwarf was stared straight at by him, and his emotions became more and more excited, and finally suddenly erupted, picking up the hammer and smashing it on his head.

No one could see how the big man had made his hand, and the dwarf had been slammed to the ground with his back to the sky, and his hammer was in the hands of the big man. Without the slightest mercy, the big man raised his hammer and smashed it at the dwarves, and as soon as the dwarf came to his senses, a shadow with a sharp roar had struck his eyebrows.

"No!" The dwarf screamed, subconsciously closed his eyes, and raised his hands to block in front of the faces, but it was completely futile.

Airplanes...... Syllable!

The heavy hammer smashed together with the hand and the lead, and the flesh and blood mixed with the bones exploded at the place where the hammer fell, which was miserable.

"Bastard!" The dwarves roared and tried to attack the big man, but they couldn't squeeze it out, which caused the Syndicate to be nervous. The infantry in a circle immediately kept poking the cavalry with their spears, pushing the cavalry inward, and the screams immediately rang out.

"Stop! We surrender! Someone in the center of the cavalry team screamed, and then a silver hammer was thrown out, and it fell to the ground with a "clang".

The dwarves fell silent at the same time, their heads hanging limply, and their weapons fell to the ground.

In this battle, they were completely defeated......

But before it was over, there was still the sound of fighting and roaring over there, and the big man pulled out the dwarves who had given up resistance one by one, threw them on the ground and brutally beat them to death, with no intention of stopping. As more and more people were killed, the black qi on his body became thicker and thicker, enveloping his whole body, as if overlapping with an invisible demon.

"Enough!" Safi rushed over with a snort and shouted at the big man, "Your Excellency Vielan, they have surrendered, and your behavior is very inappropriate!"

It was clear from the words used by Safi that he was jealous of Vielan, but such behavior was indeed unbearable. If you don't want to accept surrender, you can make it clear in advance that it would be too much to wait for the enemy to lay down their arms and still kill like this.

Vielan didn't say much about Safi's roar, he didn't look at anyone, turned around and left. As soon as the step fell, everyone felt that the light flashed in front of them, and the original place had disappeared.

Another battlefield, in a narrow valley, was now crowded with pursuing civilians, and almost two-thirds of them had come down to pursue the fleeing syndicates.

The rear army did not see the front army, and they only cared about the chaos and crowded in, and the people were in an uproar.

Suddenly, the front team stopped, and the people in the back team rushed over, and the crowd suddenly became as tight as a sardine can.

"There is a wall in front of you, and the gate is closed." There was angry shouting from afar ahead, and the people behind only then figured out the situation.

"Slam the door open." The man behind shouted impatiently.

They were rushing up, and suddenly stopped, like a hungry man who saw meat but could not eat it, and his heart was as uncomfortable as a cat's claw. Fortunately, there was a dense crash in front of them, and it was clear that the vanguard had begun to smash the door, so they had to wait.

I don't know who started it, the bored mountain people began to scold, and their level of scolding was naturally not as good as that of the well-informed adventurers, but it was simple and direct, and every word was inseparable from the physiological organs. Soon, more and more people participated, and the valley was full of curses, and it merged into a torrent gushing in the direction of the camp gate.

Generally, the scolding array will have no effect, and this time is no exception, allowing the scolding outside to shake the sky, and the door is silent. However, this did not prevent the mountain people from entertaining themselves, and the more they scolded, the more excited they became, and then everyone began to laugh.

They cursed and laughed so loudly that no one noticed the vibration from behind.

Boom!

It seemed to be a heavy object on the ground, and only the last few people heard it, but they were tiptoeing forward and scolding, and no one cared at all.

On the top of the distant mountain, the two soldiers of the Avenger Army who were observing saw this scene, and their faces suddenly turned pale. The cavalry has been completely annihilated, and now the main force is blocked in a canyon several meters wide, the formation cannot be spread at all, the numerical advantage cannot be brought into play, and the battle situation has irretrievably deteriorated.

"Alert the battalion!" The Middle-aged Avengers roared and continued to stare at the valley with red-eyed eyes.

The young avenger had already taken his longbow, and when he heard this, he immediately mounted an arrow, turned to a hill behind him, and shot it through the end.

The arrow burrowed into the dark sky, brought out a sharp whistle, and drew a parabola and fell into the valley. Before the whistle stopped, a whistle sounded on the opposite hill, and an arrow of the same sound was fired at the rear.

The next hill after the hill was followed by a terrible warning signal passed from mountain to mountain, and one after another whistle overshadowed the cold wind howling, and from time to time it crossed dozens of kilometers and reached the temporary camp of the avenging army. (To be continued.) )