Facing the enemies around him, Viscount Binge was a battle-hardened slave catcher after all, and he was no stranger to this wasteland with complex terrain. After he sensed the menacing momentum of those strangers, Viscount Binge thought twice, took out the last carrier pigeon, wrote the most concise and clear description of the situation, asked his brother to speed up the march, and then calmly released the pigeon.

In the inquiring eyes of the entourage beside him, Viscount Binge still wisely decided to retreat, the task of the Terran knights was only to reconnoitre, and the desire to compete with the Night Elf warriors could soon be satisfied in the later battle.

All the Terran knights followed their adults, gently instigating their horses and turning around. The war horses under the crotches of all the knights are the best war horses, and with the feedback from those merchant leaders, the speed of the warriors of the Flying Leaf Territory is only a little difficult to intercept them. Therefore, Viscount Binge did not forget to look back contemptuously while fleeing.

A team of knights rushed out of the oblique spur so that Viscount Binge almost fell to the ground from his horse, this knight team was actually lying in the grass, when did the night elf warriors have such a mind!

In front of the knight stormtroop composed of mammoths, terror wolves, and giant terror wolves, all the Terran knights immediately reined in their original calmness, and the spurs on their boots immediately poked the belly of the healthy horse under their crotch to blood, and the sound of the horsewhip waving almost did not pause at all, and they returned at a gallop.

The well-trained slave catchers were not a rabble, and without the slightest panic, all the Terran knights reacted quickly with the same rhythm, turning their horses' heads and galloping wildly, without forgetting to draw the chain of crossbows hanging from the saddle.

Viscount Binge didn't understand where he was on a business, and let the enemy notice it, which made him feel a little strange himself.

While running wildly, Viscount Binge suddenly saw that there was still an enemy in front of him. Just as Viscount Binge was about to speed up, he noticed that the faces and equipment of these warriors immediately changed. Viscount Bingo realized in horror that he had been ambushed, but he was a brilliant knight after all. Relying on his excellent mount and perfect riding, he skillfully made a big turn and ran from the side.

Only the three Terran knights with the best riding skills followed him barely kept up with the rhythm of his war horse, and the rest of the Terran knights gathered enough strength when they were ready to charge, and they obviously couldn't adapt to the turn at once, and one of the Terran knights forcibly followed the direction of their master, because the turn was too large, the horse's leg was sprained and fell to the ground, rolling into a ball on the ground.

The remaining Terran knights crashed into the battle array of the Makura spear warriors, and the symphony of flesh and blood suddenly resounded.

Viscount Bingo was still a man with a brain, and when he saw that the Macura warriors were wearing heavy armor of steel and holding huge shields, he knew something was wrong.

You must know that in the Night Elf Kingdom, except for the Imperial Guard, which has complete armor, no lord can have such the luxury of arming his subordinates. And the sturdy physique and iron shields of the warriors of Makula also made him feel uneasy.

Viscount Binge, who had already opened his way, still didn't forget to look back, and this glance made him unforgettable for the rest of his life.

The Terran heavy infantry harassed the knights, nothing more than inserting the heavy shield on the ground and resisting it tightly with the body to offset the huge impact of the war horse, although the Terran knights did not have a terrible spear to charge, but once the war horse under the crotch pulled away the speed, the impact was also amazing. The chain crossbow barrels in the hands of hundreds of Terran knights were also all cut out at the moment when the charge approached, and the crossbow arrows made of pure iron could not be shot far, but the power within five hundred meters was amazing, and the sound of the crossbow arrows and steel shields after the impact was like a torrential rain, which made people imagine the horror of this weapon.

But the high-gang Makula warriors actually galloped up to meet the high-speed horses, who were even taller than the Terrans sitting on the horses.

All the war horses fell to the ground as if they had hit a wall, one by one, and all of them fell to the ground with a scream, and the superb riding skills of the Terran knights were really brought into play, and four or five of them released the reins, rolled on the spot, stood up again, and drew out the two-handed swords at their waists.

Under such a blow, the group of Makula warriors actually fell over only a few times, shook their heads, and actually came from the ground a carp that did not fit their body shape at all, and quickly rose to their feet.

The giant shield was all open, and each Makula warrior swung a giant scissor of a length of one meter and a half to surround the Terran knights, this kind of giant scissors were the most terrifying in the eyes of the Terran knights, and in the hands of the Makula warriors they were as flexible as their own fingers.

Viscount Binge found that these Makula warriors were carrying huge shields without feeling bloated and dragging at all, and his heart was first amazed, and then fell into deep fear.

No matter how powerful the Terran knight's force is, it is absolutely impossible to be useful in front of this two-meter-and-five-meter-high prawn giant, and the Makula warriors are physically strong, and the giant scissors on their clips will only make the Terran have a desperate thought.

Suddenly, under a frenzied cut, more than a dozen knights were cut off their upper bodies, and the remaining eighty or ninety knights who rolled on the ground after falling off their horses were killed by the swarming half-elves with slingshot blasts, and the remaining few also surrendered.

Viscount Binge immediately led a few of his fast-reacting knights to quickly break through and gallop, he was a little scared now, the warriors in those places were indeed very powerful, and they were not something that ordinary knights could deal with. They fled like frightened birds.

Viscount Bingo's nightmare didn't stop at the prawns, as the captured huntress officer was tied behind the saddle of his most powerful knight, and the Count soon regretted why he had left the Night Elf behind.

When the huntress officer saw that there was a rescuer, she immediately bit the horse's rump with a mouthful. It only took one bite, and under her sharp teeth, the tendons of this fine war horse were torn apart by the fierce huntress officer. Suddenly, blood splattered from the wound.

The war horse was in pain, and there was a flurry of hooves, and the knight suddenly dragged back from the high-speed Viscount Binge.

Just as Binge and the other Terran knights were about to turn their horses around and go back to the rescue, a group of figures galloping at high speed quickly approached the four Terran knights who thought they were safe, and they were now only two or three hundred meters away from the Terran knights.

The people who came were five or six meters tall, with thick curved horns, and they were all fierce and vicious. Viscount Bingo is almost insane, and he actually came to the terrifying Jungle Walker! It's actually a tall jungle walker warrior only under the big nobles in the Night Elf Kingdom! The only difference is that these bushwalkers seem to be white. Could this Flying Leaf Territory be the royal palace of the Night Elf Kingdom? There are so many bushwalkers protecting it!

What really chilled Viscount Binge's heart to the end was that this group of jungle walkers was not only physically strong, but even they ran as fast as leopards. Although Viscount Binge didn't know why these white bushwalkers could run faster than knights, he finally knew one thing, and if he stayed any longer, he was afraid that he wouldn't even be able to find the bones.

At this moment, the other Terran knight looked at the silver spear approaching the ground at high speed in astonishment, and a relieved mind, their warhorse's head had been pierced fiercely, and they fell to the ground with a slam.

Although Viscount Binge's war horse started quite fast and ran away frantically, a bright steel spear still did not let him go. Luckily, Binge bolted a steel shield to his back, and the steel shield and the steel spear erupted with a loud "dang" sound, and finally separated the steel spear at the cost of a deep large chute.

The sliding steel spear brushed against the horse's back, and a mane flew away. O my God! Isn't the Jungle Walker a melee fighter? When did you become a spearman? Viscount Binge lay on the back of the horse, twitching the horse desperately, screaming in his heart that the other party was uneasy and played his cards.

What are these things? Two hundred meters away from us, a spear can be thrown at us? Viscount Binge did not dare to turn back again, he was afraid that he would not be able to bear the pressure of death and fall from his horse.