With the shadow of the 'broken peak', it flickered and shortened under the flickering bonfire. Reelly, who was alerted by Barrett's eyes, immediately threw a high-temperature plasma into the shadows in the distance within three seconds.

"Boom" With the light of the fire that rose to the sky, several shadows immediately burst out of the originally dim wilderness. Immediately after, a series of horses' hooves could be heard farther to the west, and it seemed that the shadows in front of them were only the eyeliner of the cavalry.

'Dragoon-type waiter?' Their original tracking and concealment skills are genuinely imperceptible. If it weren't for the negligence after getting off the horse after dark, they might have touched him when he was using the magic rope technique...... With this thought in mind, Barrett stopped and waited. Because in his eyes, the threat of these scouts in front of him, who had been forced to appear, had long been greatly reduced. The enemy that really needs to be dealt with carefully is the cavalry with the deafening sound of horses' hooves behind them.

Before the scorching heat of the fireball could dissipate, flakes of glittering dust fell on the ground where the dead grass had been ignited. The waiters who had just fled in embarrassment under the fireball became a group of 'fireflies' that were extremely conspicuous in the night. Apparently it was the mage Rielly, worried that they would once again hide in the middle of the battle they were waiting for to sneak attack. In that chaotic battle, these guys are definitely a threat to the players.

Rielly, who has completed two major things, is preparing to spread her wings as a 'Raven Demon'. But at this moment, in the undulating shadows in the distance, a high-temperature plasma of the same volume was rapidly approaching the players. In this situation, Rielly had no choice but to stop the spell she had just started and activate the special effect on the 'Counter Spell Ring'. The fireball that was about to fall into the player disappeared without a trace.

Barrett, who tightened the 'broken peak' in his hand, lowered his diaphragm, puffed up his chest and shouted: "Everyone be careful of spells, the other party seems to have learned the lesson of the last time this time." ”

Now that the captain had already reminded herself, Rielly continued to chant the incantation with ease, and then transformed into an ugly 'gargoyle' and flapped her wings and flew into the sky. And at this moment, the rolling cavalry vanguard is about to make contact with the players who are still on the ground.

I didn't know where the noodles were hidden, but at this time, I successfully inspired the spell scroll I bought at a high price. Although the Wanderer's special skill of using magic items has a high chance of failure, it is not a matter of care in this situation at the moment - the number of players is not large, and the full number of players who can resist the front row is barely three. was rushed by the cavalry several times the number of people, it must be more than lucky!

As all the spell auras on the spell scrolls dissipated, the path of those cavalry had changed. This dark environment not only affected the player's ability to detect, but also limited the vision of the rushing cavalry. So they didn't notice the sudden extra thin film of oil on the ground.

And even if you are aware of it, the charging war horse that has been accelerated to the extreme is not able to stop when it is stopped, and it can change lanes when it is said to change lanes. As for leaping through by charge, if it is a single horse, those cavalry still have this ability. But in the current environment of mutual constraints between the left and the right, it is impossible to say how many people will be able to successfully avoid it.

"Wow!" With a neighing sound, the horses that rushed to the front slipped and fell to the ground. The originally towering horse's head was thrust directly into the dry earth, and the crunch of 'rattling' was the sound of the dislocation of the neck bones. Immediately after that, several horses twitched like this, and then lost control of their bodies under their necks.

Although it was only the first few horses that slipped and fell to the ground, more importantly, they blocked the path of those comrades behind them. Then there was a series of collisions, and the collision of two rows of cavalry in a row not only completely destroyed the momentum of the charge, but also wounded those who were thrown off their horses.

Barrett's eyes widened immediately when he saw this scene, he really didn't expect that Noodle could achieve such an amazing effect with a Super Magic Greasy Scroll. For the most part, the regular army has a plan for a few common spells. And those who dare to launch night attacks are often the elite forces of the regular army.

Coupled with the presence of mages among the cavalry, even the noodles themselves didn't expect this greasy spell to have much effect - just hoping to force the enemy spellcaster to use 'dismantling' so that he wouldn't drop another fireball in the air when Rielly was in the air.

'Is this army of the Cruze Kingdom here to be funny?' Before Barrett could think more, Rielly, who was flying in the sky, threw a fireball at the place where the fallen people were most dense.

The flames that rained down from the sky tickled the grease on the surface, and in an instant the whole area 'crackled'. Figures in the firelight rolled and wailed. But the more he rolled, the bigger the flames on his body, and only those lucky ones who endured the pain and threw themselves out of the sea of fire were able to truly escape.

Tonight seems to be a lucky day for players. Those attackers seemed to have violated all the taboos of elite cavalry. However, it was only the riders of the front few arrays who lost their combat effectiveness because of this. The cavalry behind took advantage of enough cushioning to turn and avoid the obstacles of the brigade in front. Then he continued to rush towards Barrett and his party.

However, at this distance, the speed that had been lowered was no longer able to return to the peak. And losing the impact of high speed, the pressure on the players in front of these cavalry instantly dropped. Barrett, facing the enemy, lifted his foot and slid his foot, and with a twist of his body, he staggered past one of the riders.

At the same time, the force brought by the turn was thrown at the cavalry on horseback along the 'broken peak'. Before the rider could even touch Barrett with his spear, he was pulled out of the saddle. Then the unlucky fellow rolled and fell to the ground in severe pain, rolling and rolling without even the strength to lift his eyelids.

Just as Barrett was taking out one of the riders in the blink of an eye, a spear with the rider's full body force stabbed Barrett in the chest. Barrett, who was in the middle of the turn, made a cushion on the tip of his left foot, and the speed of the turn increased sharply. Immediately after that, the 'broken peak' that had just knocked a cavalryman flew upwards and directly cut the spear from it.

Before the enemy rider who felt the weight of the light in his hand could react, he noticed another cold light flashing in front of him. Then the irrepressible fluid rushed from the lobes of the lungs to the throat, and a mouthful of hot blood spurted out before the pain could descend. Then he felt as if all his strength had been drained, and he staggered off his horse.

However, when Barrett solved the two riders without danger, Anvil, who was the leader of the anti-line, was quite embarrassed at the moment. The dwarves who hold the 'Ancient Virtues' are not able to fight the enemy on their horses because of their height disadvantage. At the same time, limited by the weight of the whole body armor, the anvil's movements were far from being as flexible as those of several light warriors.

Faced with the charging enemy, he had no choice but to lie down on the ground. Dodge the enemy's first attack by rolling and dodging. However, after falling to the ground, the anvil found that the rider did not run as far as he thought and then charged again. Instead, he rode his mount in place, kicking the dwarves rolling on the ground with their metal hooves.

In this situation, the dwarf had to roll and dodge while beating the legs of the horses back and forth with his lying thump. Although the legs are the strongest part of the warhorse, they are also the most vulnerable. Coupled with the fact that the strength of the anvil was not bad, after just a few strokes, the war horse could no longer stand on its feet. Then he fell to the ground along with the rider on his back.

At this time, there were many more anvils with hoof prints on the armor and shield, and it was finally difficult to regain fear. But the mace of the other rider appeared in the eye of the anvil with the opponent's sideways.

Fortunately, the next thing did not go in the worst direction, and the galloping war horse suddenly stopped as if it had been frozen in a video. And the rider on its back was thrown out of the horse at the moment when the horse suddenly stopped, because of the effect of its own inertia. At the same time, because of the action of bending over and wielding the mace on the side, he fell headfirst and fell down.

Looking at the obviously crooked head in front of him, Anvil knew that he didn't need to go up to mend the knife. Claudia directly harvested a life by coincidence with a 'conflict of inertia', like 'death is coming'. And at this moment, the rider on the back of the war horse whose leg was broken by the anvil before shook his head and got up. Seeing the anvil of this scene, he immediately opened his short legs and waved the 'ancient virtues' in his hand and pounced.

And Claudia, who was behind Klematis, immediately set her sights on another target. But with the tragic example in front of them, the riders in the vicinity cheered up one by one. The moment the mount suddenly stopped under the crotch, the opponent slammed into the horse's belly, and then threw his arms around the horse's neck. I finally didn't let myself be pulled off the horse.

It's a pity that the war horse that stopped was the best target. The cat-man warrior monk jumped and then turned on his horse, slipped behind the cavalryman, and he held up the 'scorpion sickle' with both hands clenched. Then with no small amount of force, it pierced into the chain mail of the cavalryman. Immediately after that, the lobes of the lungs that were penetrated burst out with the freshest blood. (To be continued.) )