How powerful was the cavalry group charge? How impressive is the momentum?

On Earth, Xia Dong has seen people debating this issue on the Internet more than once, and there are statements from various angles, but they all agree that the advantage of cavalry is actually harassment and maneuvering, and the frontal charge is actually just like that.

However, now Xia Dong just wants to say to those people, let's change positions, right?

The Hausmon, which weighed nearly two tons after being armored and manned, charged like an SUV crashing at high speed, and the scene in front of him was hundreds of SUVs racing en masse, and in front of the cone formation that rolled up the sky and flew dust was a row of riding guns several meters long.

Rao is Xia Dong, who is used to seeing big scenes, can't help but break out in a cold sweat, can he really pull someone back?

Five seconds later, the answer was revealed.

A riding spear with irresistible power instantly penetrated the iron-clad shield, and then passed through Xia Dong's body, directly hanging him on it like barbecue, and then flew out more than ten meters away with him, with a large chunk of internal organs in the blood mist spurting out of his mouth, and by the time Xia Dong fell to the ground, he was completely unconscious......

"Qinqin, come on! Keep your chest up! A gentle and kind voice came.

Xia Dong raised his head in surprise, and an old man wearing a practice uniform with gray hair came into view, who is this?

"Qinqin, hold on, it's over in half an hour! Have faith? ”

"Yes!" The sound of milk sounded, Xia Dong lowered his head inexplicably, looking at himself in a posture similar to Zama Bu, and more importantly, when did his body become a little girl about five years old?

The picture changed, and the old man was still standing next to him, and his body was a girl about seven or eight years old, who was taking care of herself at this time and was doing some kind of boxing.

"Qinqin, it's still not right, this punch is not so ......"

"Qinqin, not bad......"

"Qinqin, the homework is finished, grandpa will take you to practice......"

"Qinqin, you really want to be a soldier......"

"Qinqin, are you going to Somalia? For ......"

Countless pictures flashed, Xia Dong quietly looked at the growing girl as if watching a movie, looking at her familiar face, and couldn't help but miss Fu Xueqin!

Could this be her childhood or memory? It's not easy, but why will my memories be seen by me?

"Boom!" An indescribable thunderbolt exploded in his ears, and in an instant, he felt that countless memories and knowledge were rapidly burrowing into his brain, which was extremely painful, as if every blood vessel and every cell in his brain had been forcibly stretched several times larger.

Countless training methods, countless luck skills, and countless fighting experiences have been integrated into my consciousness, and I feel as if I have been training with Fu Xueqin since I was a child!

"Hiss, cough, cough, cough......" When Xia Dong woke up again, the armies of the two sides had already fought together, and soldiers wearing different styles of armor were fighting non-stop, and countless well-trained soldiers were dying every moment, and the frequency was so dense that the sound of continuous sword collisions was so dense that they quickly converged into thunderous roars, endless screams and wails that made the scalp tingle......

This is hell! People who are not in it will never understand.

Here, the strength of the individual is so small, at least the current Xia Dong, so he is lying on the ground and pretending to be dead, even if he wants to do anything, he has to wait until the battle between the two sides eases up a little, and now it is useless for him to stand up, I believe that someone will soon let him lie down again.

At the same time, he also needs to sort out his own thoughts, it seems that something terrible happened just now, what is going on with so many fighting memories and experiences that suddenly appeared in his mind? And I can feel that these things seem to have become my instincts.

Could it be the same as inside The Matrix? Can you learn skills directly like a computer? This is too unscientific, isn't it?

Isn't Fu Xueqin on Earth? How did her memories come through? Strange......

I don't know how many times Lu Dao has been stepped on, Xia Dong's back with his head hiding under other people's corpses has been numb by the step, and finally, the sound of the fight gradually weakened, he quickly raised his head secretly to observe, only to see that the soldiers around him have begun to become thin.

Not daring to continue to dodge, he stood up suddenly, and the long sword that had been clenched in his right hand saw the opportunity to swing out, cutting a blood-red wound on the face of the young Carslet soldier, ignoring the screams of the other party, he stood up, raised his leg and kicked the other party away.

Looking around, fortunately, it seemed that the army of the Fairmont Kingdom was still gaining the upper hand, and he hurriedly bent down to pick up the big shield, although this thing was useless, but it still gave him a sense of security.

Dangerous!

After swimming on the edge of life and death several times, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly rolled forward, during which his arm was deeply bloodied by the blade on the ground, but he didn't care, just quickly got up and took a defensive posture.

The wind blew in his face, and a two-handed giant sword slashed quickly, he took a step back, letting the opponent's attack miss, and then immediately pounced again while the opponent adjusted his movements.

The big shield smashed violently on the giant sword that the opponent wanted to retract the defense, and then took a sharp breath, and the long sword stabbed straight out, but unexpectedly, the other party actually threw away the weapon directly, and the right foot wearing long metal combat boots kicked over violently, and Xia Dong, who couldn't react, was directly kicked in the chest, and immediately felt that it was dark in front of him, and he almost suffocated.

He resisted all kinds of discomfort after retreating, and threw the long sword in his hand out of the way with a flick of his hand, forcing the enemy who caught up to dodge and dodge, and the attack was slightly sluggish.

Xia Dong, who threw out his weapon, turned around and ran, anyway, there are so many people on the battlefield, it is impossible for him to chase him, looking at his action reaction, he is definitely a strong man, although he has Fu Xueqin's memory, but his physical fitness is too poor, relying on a little clever and small means to fight ordinary people is almost the same, and this kind of master is not looking for death?

Sure enough, after discovering that he had escaped, the other party did not continue to pursue, but picked up the giant sword and began to look for other opponents, and Xia Dong, who was relieved, quickly picked up a scimitar and continued to participate in the battle, he didn't want to be arrested as a deserter after he went back.

The melodious horn of "Woo ......" came again, and the Calrest soldiers in the battle suddenly carefully covered each other and retreated, and the soldiers of the Fairmont Kingdom, who were also exhausted, did not pursue, but calmly watched the other party retreat, anyway, this battle was won by their own side, and the glory they should have already had, so why risk provoking the other party to fight to the death?

It's over? Xia Dong, who was watching this scene, was a little dazed, he had just mixed up the first battle of atonement? Did you survive?

His gaze swept unconsciously over the dead all over the ground, and suddenly, a familiar face came into view, that is, Francis?

Not far ahead, on the body that had half of its body torn apart, there was still a unique indifference of Francis on its pale and gray face, as if even death could not move him.

Francis, let's go, thank you for your help, I'll burn you more paper money when I have the chance! Xia Dong said silently in his heart, and then he turned his gaze and searched around for a moment, but was surprised to find that it seemed that he was the only one who survived in the entire atonement camp?

Is this called atonement?