Count Glistol's gem-encrusted scimitar deftly arced through the air, and the skull of the horse-side skeleton rolled to the ground with a "gurgle".

Immediately, Count Glistol raised his scimitar and shouted loudly to the desert knights around him: "Everyone pay attention to saving fighting energy, we still have a tough battle to fight next, and now we are dealing with just a group of skeleton soldiers, there is no need to waste fighting energy on these bones!" ”

Indeed, as Count Glistol said, after the collision of the armored brigade of white steel in front, the fish of the undead were scattered and fragmented, and they did not pose a threat at all, and it was not worth wasting fighting energy on these guys.

The real pressure in this battle was only in the areas where the width of the armoured brigades on both sides was not covered, and a large number of undead poured from both sides of the armoured brigades into the space left behind after the sweep, which was where the cavalry were located.

However, Bridges VI had anticipated this situation, and he had the hoplites sit on flatbed carriages to accompany the cavalry.

Don't think that the flat carriage will not be able to keep up with the dexterous and fast cavalry, in fact, unless the final 100-meter sprint is about to meet the enemy, the horses of the cavalry in the normal state of facing the enemy are all moving at a fast pace, and even the final sprint is accelerated in sections, and they will not come up and do their best, in order to preserve the horse's physical strength as much as possible.

After all, grazing horses are not gas-drinking cars, and whenever you want speed, you can hit the accelerator with a kick. If you expend too much stamina on the march, your horse will be weak when you need to speed up the impact!

It is true that the speed of the flatbed carriage is a little slower than that of the cavalry, but this gap is not too far, relying on the help of the cavalry, the tide of the undead will be temporarily blocked before the infantry are in position, and the cavalry will withdraw and continue to move forward after the heavy infantry has completed the formation preparation.

The interdiction work is carried out on a rotational basis, and the purpose is, of course, to save physical strength.

The heavy infantry responsible for protecting the flanks are almost all ordinary infantry who don't have much fighting talent, and at most they are only low-rank, but in the face of the skeleton soldiers, relying on the tight set of heavy armor on their bodies is enough to deal with it, anyway, the rusted swords in the skeleton soldiers' hands can't cut the armor.

Following behind the armored brigade that deliberately controlled the speed of movement, the coalition cavalry was relatively easy, and there was no danger along the way, only a few skeletons that slipped through the net from time to time.

"My lord, it's really easy to fight with the Storm King's Golem Legion, in the past, these skeleton soldiers alone would be enough for us to clean up for a while, now we just need to follow those golems, haha."

Glaring at the relaxed young nobleman, Count Glistol snorted coldly: "Baron Hogray, this kind of relaxed thought on the battlefield is the most unacceptable!"

The Alchemy Weapons of the King of the Storm are really powerful against skeletons, but do you think the truly powerful mid-to-high-tier undead will be killed by those clumsy things? ”

Baron Hogray was stunned for a moment, and said, "I'm afraid it won't work......"

"So, the real tough battle has to rely on us real men who have been trained in the sand! Don't be like those Chinese who only rely on foreign things! ”

"Ming...... I understand! Lord Earl! ”

As Baron Hogray spoke, he saw two red magical flames suddenly light up in the sky in front of him, one high and one low.

"Red, one high and one low...... A lot of difficult characters? ”

Count Glistol's face turned cold, and he immediately blessed himself with the [Eagle Eye Technique] with a scroll, looking at the hatred of the large group in front of him, and said coldly:

"Baron Hoghley, see the abomination ahead, this is what I just said about the tough battle!

The alchemy golems built with money can run rampant among skeletons, but can they defeat those horrible abominations!?

Their steel armor, even ten times thicker than ours, would not be able to stop the full force of the abomination! Not to mention the abhorrence of that horrible pus! As long as the collision horns of those alchemical golems dare to disembowel the abomination, the pus that flows out is enough to corrode that golem into a puddle of scrap metal!

Therefore, at this time, the only people who can really rely on us are the men of Lunne! ”

With that, Count Glistol rode up to the ranks of the desert cavalry, and as he ran around them, he strengthened his voice with magic and shouted loudly.

"Lunne's lads!

We are warriors baptized in the blood of those filthy and hateful low-sand people in the scorching desert of the South!

We are the men who fought against countless rancid undead on the walls of the Blood Fortress for three days and three nights without flinching a single step!

We are mighty warriors of the Seven Kingdoms!

Now, in front of us, a bunch of clumsy abominations are blocking the way!

We all know the horror of abomination!

Weak attacks are ineffective, and the melee assault will kill you, and the impact of the mages will be intercepted by the undead guards entrenched around!

But none of this can stop us warriors of Lunne! Any enemy who dares to stand in front of our scimitar will be cut to pieces!

Look! The Golems of the Storm King are just a bunch of clumsy dolls who will do nothing in the face of horror and abomination, and will be able to rely on our men of Lunne in the end!

Now, everyone come forward with me! Let's ......"

Before Count Glistol could finish his last roar, he heard a loud thunderous bang erupt in front of him!

The Count of Glistol watched as his brave Lunes changed from a face of determination to a look of astonishment, and almost everyone's mouth was wide open enough to stuff an egg!

"What the hell is going on?"

Count Glistol turned, and his expression became the same as that of the Lunnees—the abomination that he thought would require considerable sacrifice to kill had now fallen for the most part!

And the rest were all blown away by the second round of tank fire in his witness!

He saw with his own eyes that those terrifying monsters that had allowed him and his comrades to swim on the death line countless times were so easily blown away half of their bodies!

It's really bloody!

"Is this the true power of those alchemy golems!?" Count Glistol swallowed hard, "These are not at all the same as those golems in the Golden Tower...... It's really different! ”

Count Glistol couldn't imagine how his flesh and blood would deal with himself when such a terrifying steel monster appeared on the battlefield.