"Boom", in the distance is a large puff of yellow smoke, spreading rapidly, forming a mist, the charging dark soldiers rushed in, as long as a breath, they suddenly let out a tragic howl, this kind of poisonous gas created by the mage is very powerful, although it is not fatal, but as long as you breathe, it will cause severe pain in the lungs, difficulty breathing, and the effect is very fast.

The third batch of arrows rained down on Peng, and suddenly, a large sound penetrating the flesh was conveyed.

Fang Xin drew his sword and reined in the horse's head, and behind him, twenty knights with sixty cavalrymen, all lined up, wearing heavy armor, pulled down their masks, and drew their long swords.

The fourth wave of arrows rained down, and the yellow smoke began to disperse, Fang Xin took a deep breath, and there was a hell in front of him, and there were people moaning and struggling everywhere, and he couldn't help but shudder.

But this feeling was just a blink of an eye, Fang Xin grabbed the belly of the horse, and the horse rushed straight away, and suddenly, there was a deafening sound of horses' hooves, and almost at the same time, the opponent's cavalry also woke up and organized from the huge losses, and charged in turn.

The iron hooves on both sides shook the earth rapidly, and everywhere they went, the struggling soldiers on the ground were immediately trampled into mud, and the flesh and blood were blurred, all with a howling wind.

The "sonorous" sound conveyed to the Quartet, and with a momentary collision, the other party's head flew out, Fang Xin could see it, his pupils dilated in an instant, and it was full of fear and disbelief.

The second, the long sword pierced into the front body, carrying the powerful charging force of the horse, the blade cut through the leather armor almost without hindrance, penetrated deep into the skin and flesh, and instantly passed by, splashing blood beads in the fountain behind him.

A large expanse of blood also splattered on his back, wetting a large area of his armor, as if it was just instinct, and the long sword was slightly sideways, and the third cavalry that passed by was carried by.

And then, the sparks on Fang Xin's plate armor flew around, and the hard iron plate tore a crack hard, cutting through the skin, and a few points of blood seeped out, and suddenly the eyes were empty, and the vision was fiercely bright.

At this time, it seems that the fog has dissipated, the sky is full of white clouds, and on the grass and jungle opposite, scattered wildflowers, quietly dotted, bringing a breath of rest......

In an instant, an ominous aura swooped in, Fang Xinxin sank suddenly, the golden light flashed on the plate armor behind him, and an arrow made of stainless steel pierced straight into the plate armor and muscles, and suddenly, waves of heart-piercing pain pierced his mind.

Only between the lightning and the fire, he understood that this was the hand of his knight, and it was also a crossbow, and only a crossbow had such a strong piercing force.

In an instant, pain, confusion, and enlightenment all came to him, and he couldn't help but curl up and tremble, but after another moment, Fang Xin woke up again, he roared angrily, and held the arrow in his backhand, which was a break.

The long arrow broke, and the sudden pain made him even more sober, and after a while, he opened his eyes violently, reflexively reined in his horse, and continued to rush towards the dark army.

The second charge, which continued to follow the knight behind him, the knight's charging force, broke through any organized resistance.

Reining in his horse on a high ground, Fang Xin calmly took out his horn and began to blow.

The knights behind him gasped, and the short charge consumed a lot of physical strength, but when they raised their eyes, they couldn't help but tremble.

These are a pair of eyes as deep as the sea, and they reveal a clear and cold chill.

The cavalry did not have the privilege of resting, and after a short respite, they rushed into the battlefield to fight.

At this moment, the trumpet of the charge was transmitted in all directions, and the nine hundred infantry began to charge, sweeping away the lonely and chaotic dark soldiers, as if watching a movie, one soldier after another fought on the battlefield, and quickly fell.

Putting down the horn, Fang Xin held the long sword in his hand, watched silently, calmly, and for a while, the knight's location was in a state of silence, until Isado Haggerty came and broke the short silence.

"Sir, we have won."

"Yes, we have won, your magic is truly powerful." Fang Xin smiled modestly and stared at the mage in front of him.

"This is not my credit, sir, after six days of maneuvering, and constantly dividing the troops, attracting the enemy to divide the troops, and attracting the enemy with one team, and concentrating a large number of troops to encircle and suppress. Tactically, your deployment is simple and effective, first harassment, then one shot of arrows to cover, then my magic for a second wave of strikes, then a knight charge, and the fourth wave is the encirclement of superior forces, a fast, deadly, unspaced continuous strike! ”

Isardo Haggerty clenched his staff with one hand and said, "You are the best knight I have ever seen, both strategically and tactically. ”

But it wasn't good enough, Fang Xin thought, he looked at the battlefield where he was still fighting, there, a person, a team, attracted his attention - it was his newly formed personal team, the captain Kathedon was fighting hard, smiling, and enjoying.

At this moment, the knight of the Cadet of Pamor, led five cavalrymen to turn over their horses, and he exclaimed, "Sir, you are wounded! ”

As he spoke, he wanted to help him dismount and unload his armor.

Fang Xin shook his hand and said no, although the position of this arrow behind it was fatal, but it had a merit golden light to temporarily strengthen the plate armor, and it did not go much deeper, it seemed terrifying, but in fact, it only broke through the flesh and blood, and at this time, he had to be patient.

While waiting, time passed, and finally, under the blows of cavalry and nine hundred infantry, as well as two hundred archers, the last of the dark soldiers were besieged.

It was a small earthen bag, no more than ten meters high, seven or eight dark soldiers were leaning against each other, the long swords in their hands had turned red, and their bodies were full of wounds.

A trainee knight, raise the hand, and then put it down heavily.

Suddenly, dozens of arrows covered the small dirt bag, and the leader of the dark squad on the opposite side, without the slightest snort, an arrow pierced through his neck and penetrated the back, and the man fell to the ground without making a sound, and the blood suddenly bubbled and poured down - at the same time, five soldiers also fell.

There was also a soldier in the middle, who seemed to have no fear, but only held the military flag, and was hit by an arrow, but did not fall, at this time, four soldiers, from all sides, rushed up to the small dirt bag......

The four long swords were raised at the same time, and the soldier did not resist at all, he stood upright, his expression remained indifferent, and let the four long swords cut his body until he could not support himself to stand and fell down with a bang.

"Sir!" When the battle was over, Kathedon came up excitedly.

"Your mission is to be by my side, not on the battlefield!" Fang Xin didn't have a reward, and said coldly.

Kethedon was a little overwhelmed for a moment, but the Pamore Cadet Knight immediately understood, and couldn't help but clench the long sword in his hand.

"I'll give you a mission now, and you'll go to find Bardeck, bring the troops it leads closer to us, and then we'll focus on annihilating them, understand? If you don't finish this time, you don't have to come back. Fang Xin said coldly.

Cadet Knight, Baddock, commands the camp, and is tasked with attracting enemy divisions.

"Understood, sir, don't worry, in the wilderness, no one can beat us, I will quickly find the Baddeck knight and convey your orders." Cassidon raised his head and saw the wound on Fang Xin's back, he was not a fool, although he didn't necessarily know what the reason was, but it was obvious, it was a dereliction of duty on the part of the guards—he didn't say anything at the moment, he promised loudly.

At this moment, on the battlefield, everyone came to their senses, looked at the corpses all over the field, and understood that they had won another big victory, and suddenly let out a deafening cheer, hearing this cheer, Fang Xin relaxed, turned over and dismounted.