However, the 700 cavalrymen, who were frightened, were not able to inflict any effective damage on the enemy.

"Retreat! Retreat!" At the head of the city, the shouts of the heralds sounded again, urging Buxi to lead the cavalry into the city as soon as possible.

Buxi gritted his teeth, and when he heard the rattling of his teeth due to the violent compression, he shook his horsewhip fiercely, as if he had made a major decision: "The cavalry division listens to my orders and withdraws from the battlefield!"

The infantry was no match for the cavalry on the plains, not to mention that they were still facing the black cavalry, and in just ten minutes, the surroundings were covered with wreckage and tattered armor, and the infantry turned their heads in horror to look at the head of the fortress.

"Let the infantry come in too!" Governor Langton was still able to keep a clear head at this time, which was surprising enough, he supported the city wall with his hands, and a violent dizziness hit him, and he shook his head fiercely: "Let the logistics department transport the rolling stones and logs to the city." ”

From then on, Governor Langton finally understood one thing.

The Black Rider is indeed the most feared class of troops on the continent.

In the past, he had been disdainful of defeating the army under the Black Riders, but when the crushing defeat befell him, he realized that it was not an excuse that the loser had made for himself.

The rout was like a landslide, and as far as the eye could see, the ground was full of fleeing soldiers, and Yamewa desperately maintained the formation, but his voice was drowned out in a huge wave of sound.

"Run for your life!"

"Stop! stop! they don't have the strength anymore!" Yamaeva grabbed the fleeing soldier next to him and slapped him in the face: "Don't throw away your weapon, turning your back on the enemy will make you die faster!"

"They're not invulnerable monsters, they're human too, and they're also injured!" "Yameva still maintains the sobriety of a general, although the black horsemen are extremely brave, but they are not demons with endless power, in the high-frequency sprint, the black horsemen's horses have already begun to be tired, their size is destined to their endurance will not be too long, and in the way of the infantry's resistance with their lives, a considerable part of those black horsemen have also been injured to varying degrees.

As long as the cavalry cooperated with the infantry, it was entirely possible to trap the black cavalry in this plain, but when Yameva looked at the city, he found that the cavalry had already withdrawn to the fortress, and only the infantry division was left on the empty plain to resist the pursuit of the black cavalry.

"Run, the cavalry have retreated!

Amidst such shouts, Yameva finally realized in despair that it was impossible to save the rout with her own strength.

For now, there is only one way to go, to evacuate as soon as possible.

But in the panic, the infantry fled in a swarm, and the black cavalry chased after them with great ease, and there was not even a decent resistance, and some soldiers tripped over the corpses of their companions in the process of escaping, and were then trampled to death by the deserters behind them.

"Close the gates!" ordered Governor Langton, his heart bleeding, and in less than thirty minutes his army had been lost nearly a third.

"My lord, there are many soldiers outside the gate, if the gate is closed, they will ......"

"I said close the gates!" Governor Langton screamed, "the Black Cavalry must not be allowed to penetrate the interior of the fortress!

The desperate despair in the eyes of the fleeing infantry saw the heavy city gate less than ten meters away from them slowly close, and the despair in their eyes almost came out, they stretched out their arms and shouted desperately: "Wait a minute! Don't abandon us!"

"Let's go inside!"

The soldier in charge of closing the gates forced himself not to listen to the cries for help from his comrades, and little by little pulled the hinge chains in his hands.

"Boom!"

Dust splattered, the gates of the fortress were re-lowered, and even several soldiers whose bodies were half squeezed to death were crushed.

The Governor of Langton looked at the bloodied and crushed soldiers in the fortress, and suddenly felt the urge to jump from the top of the city.

If the battle is like this, it is better to die!

He thought that with the strength in the fortress, even if it was not enough to defeat the black horse, it would not be much worse, but the truth gave him a hard slap, and said coldly: "Sober up, your army is simply tofu scum that is about to collapse!"

A strong sense of regret occupied his body and mind, and if he had defended with all his might at the beginning, there would have been such a large number of casualties.

"Go to the city, prepare for defense!" said Governor Langton, who held back the remorse in his heart, even if the Duke of Parra would blame him for this in the future, he would have to defend the fortress today.

Hold the fortress, this task is not very difficult in his opinion, after all, the other party is just a group of cavalry, and you can't use sabers and spears to cut through the city walls, right?

A moment later, there was dead silence on the plain outside the city gate.

Aside from the corpses left all over the ground, Governor Langton's counterattack had no effect.

What are you going to do next?

Governor Langton gritted his teeth and looked at the black cavalry, to his surprise, the black cavalry did not make any movement, just looked at him with cold eyes.

There were many emotions in that look, contempt, ridicule, and victory.

Governor Langton doesn't know where the strength of the black cavalry comes from, you are just a group of cavalry, even if your impact is strong, but what can you do with this wall?

But soon, Langton knew.

In the distance, there were scattered fires in the sky, and soon they joined together, and Governor Langton saw the dazzling light of the fire stain the soldiers' eyes a terrifying red.

After a moment, he realized that in that direction was the arsenal of the fortress.

"Your Excellency!" a soldier came running in a panic, covered in dust, and Governor Langton swallowed, a bad premonition filling his body.

"An unidentified enemy has attacked the armament depot," the soldier knelt down in front of Langton with a dusty face that could no longer be seen, "We resisted desperately, but we couldn't stop it, and all the food was burned!"

Governor Langton's whole body seemed to be drained of strength in an instant, and now he finally understood why these black riders looked so calm and confident.

Their attack was only to draw all the forces of the fortress to the city gates, so as to provide cover for another team.

The killer weapon has never been this powerful black horseman, but the group of assassins who have quietly infiltrated the inside of the fortress!

Governor Langton's hands and feet were cold, and he took two steps forward in a trance, and nearly fell to the ground.

The soldiers beside him immediately held him up: "My lord, what should we do?"

The flames shone into the sky, and fierce slashing sounds were heard in the fortress, and the governor of Langton pushed away his own soldiers and fell to his knees with a pop.

There's no way back.