More of the barbarians of the Snow Mountain Alliance rushed to the outskirts of the battle formation, and they followed the sharp knife formation, slashing their long knives fiercely at the light cavalry who had outflanked them and tried to harass the sharp knife formation with their long swords.

It has been proven that this group of beasts of the Snow Mountain Alliance has been able to win all the way, and it is not only the magic weapons of Zu'an that have not yet appeared.

When the group of contemptuous Demacian cavalry roared from the side, brandishing their swords from the side, ready to sweep past and harvest and take away one or two heads, the long knives and lifeless tactics of those beasts of the Snow Mountain Alliance instantly gave them a bloody lesson.

None of the long swords that stretched out could be easily retracted, and when the long sword slashed at the grim, thin, cracked and pale necks, four or five long knives immediately slashed out from all directions, instantly forming a large net to capture the long sword and the arm that held the sword, and then slashed upward, cutting that arm into countless pieces in an instant.

Countless blades quickly tore through the air, and the Snow Mountain Alliance people who were holding their breath trembled almost all over.

Countless arms were slashed to the ground along with long knives, the sound of the knife slicing into the flesh and severing bones was piercing to the roots of the teeth, and the countless long swords fell to the ground with the pieces of flesh, and the low hum of deep plunging into the thick layer of snow was like some kind of cruel rest.

Not a single pale and chapped neck was severed, and the beasts of the Snow Mountain Alliance responded with a resounding slap to the Demacian people, and they gathered their swords and looked at the Demacian light cavalry whose arms had been suddenly cut off, and their faces were full of pain and shock, and once again their mouths let out that kind of lone wolf-like roar.

Only this time, not with sorrow, but with a strong provocation, each of them opened his eyes wide, his eyes fierce and unruly, as if to say, your time of death has come.

Looking at the eyes that seemed to be burning with wildfire, and listening to the low roars one after another, the eyes of the suddenly battered Demacian light cavalry did not show the slightest timidity and fear, they did not pay any attention to their bleeding severed arms, gritted their teeth and picked up the fallen long sword with another hand that was not used to it, and then turned the horse's head and gathered again in the distance.

No one fled, no one retreated.

For each and every one of them knew that they had to stop the barbarians, and that more of their brothers were still bleeding in it, and that the damned murderer must not be allowed to escape.

With no one to tell them what to do, the group of men with severed arms spontaneously formed an identical formation of sharp knives, and then pointed the tip of their knives straight at the other knife, which was extremely sharp.

No one spoke, and there was a moment of silence in the world.

The next moment, everyone pulled their horses.

Hundreds of men with broken arms rushed forward without any hesitation. The sound of horses' hooves was like thunder, and the horses that rushed forward suddenly rolled up the snow and smoke in the sky, like a wild dragon about to destroy the world.

It was a charge of life and death, but no one was afraid, and the fierce wind blew through every face, young or vicissitudes, and excessive blood loss made their faces pale, but their eyes were shining, and they were full of something called, fearless.

The forward-rushing horses instantly pulled the distance very close, and the two sharp knives were about to collide.

The last ten yards.

All the knights with broken arms lowered their bodies, bowed their heads and kissed the long swords in their hands, as if they were saying goodbye to the last of their hearts.

"Long live Demacia." The first knight stepped into the back five yards, and he raised his sword and shouted.

"Long live Demacia." Hundreds of voices echoed, all raising their swords at the same time.

The wind blows through the blade. The roar was loud like a grand elegy.

"Click-" The horse's hooves crushed the snowflakes.

The last yard of the most.

"Torah—" The first knight swung his sword, the blade tearing through the raging winds.

"Torah—" Countless long knives responded to him.

"Poof—"

"Kara-"

Countless blades slashed down, and the first knight was chopped into flesh by the slash.

But this bloodshed did not stop more knights from continuing to charge, and one by one, they rushed forward, swung their swords, and died. Wave after wave, like a tidal wave that cannot be broken.

Long live Demacia resounded in the sky of the entire table heights, this group of men, immortal.

"Smack-" When the last Demacian light cavalry was hacked to death, the knives of many of the barbarians of the Snow Mountain Alliance had already been curled.

More of the Snow Mountain Alliance people died under the surging impact of the sea tide, and were twisted into pulp by long swords and horses' hooves.

In just thirty breaths, the Demacian light cavalry was completely destroyed.

Looking at the corpses that had been completely mixed together, all the people of the Snow Mountain Alliance were silent, they finally saw the horror of the enemy, the kind of fierce charge that was not afraid of death, which made people deeply fearful, but also deeply respected.

But they didn't flinch either, because they also had a reason why they couldn't retreat, and at this moment, their king, the core of the entire Snow Mountain Alliance, was fighting bloodily inside.

As a result, more Snow Mountain Alliance people quickly replenished the knife edge on the left side that had been eroded by the wave of ocean tide just now, and reactivated this incomparably sharp long knife.

At the same moment, the Demacians, who had witnessed the lifeless charge of their comrades, also launched an even more ferocious attack, and the infantry, who had been hiding behind the shield wall, gathered and rushed out from both sides of the shield wall, and they carried spears, swords, and knives in their hands, forming a sharp knife formation after another, and began to charge at the largest long knife.

Although they had no horses, their forward charge was no less fast than the Demacian light cavalry just now, and countless feet stepped on the thick snow, constantly rising and falling, making a low, dense sound like war drums.

Wave after wave of sea tides, from different angles, launched a bloody charge.

Blood began to flow everywhere uncontrollably, seeping into the deep snow, staining the layer of snow a dozen yards thick almost crimson.

The two armies were finally completely twisted together, countless flesh and blood began to be made, and the table heights became a complete war meat grinder at this moment.

The first big course, hearty and almost disgusting.

And in the distance, dozens of weird dark greens that hadn't been noticed by anyone were already aiming here.

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Nima. Lao Tzu is going to die......

Kavinka's ...... Only now write it out