128 The Strongest Cavalry (I)

While Kapster was thinking about these things, he suddenly saw a scene that he would never forget. A team of green and white arrows is approaching its convoy at unimaginable speed. The number of this team is not large, only about a hundred. However, from the moment they first appeared in Kapaste's field of vision, the commander of the Ogre Guards and Praetorian Guards, could no longer calm down.

Nabeamon and Hydra were both silver armor and silver maces. The tall and earthly body seems to have merged with a huge mount. The Hydra is moving so fast that even the fastest giant wolf can't match it. Their mount surprised Kapist the most, was that Hydra? But how could Hydra become Beamon's mount? The green figure of the hydra with the glittering mace in the hands of the silver Beamon knight on his back. The invisible sharpness approached itself at an unparalleled speed like a demon from hell.

"Enemy attack." With a roar of rage, he stepped down the giant wolf and galloped away like a meteorite towards the sudden appearance of the enemy.

After really seeing the Beamon Hydra Giant Beast Cavalry, I knew how terrifying these hundred nightmarish knights were. Although he hadn't really fought yet, as the commander of the Ogre Guards and the Praetorian Guard, Karpusta already had a faint sense of how terrifying the cavalry in front of him was composed of only a hundred soldiers.

The silver armor covered every part of the bodies of the cavalry and warrior horses of Beamon and Hydra. Even the face is under the protection of the helmet. Beamon's hand gripping the huge mace was so steady, and his body was completely integrated with the Hydra. The bloodthirsty breath could almost breathe out of their breath, and the hydras who stepped down seemed to feel the death-filled breath of the knight on their backs.

With the Ogre Guards and Praetorian Guards at hand, how could the Beamon warriors not get excited?

Seeing that his subordinates had reacted the fastest, Kapust's lips couldn't help but show a smug smile on the corner of his mouth. This is the result of his hard training, and his subordinates really did not disappoint themselves.

Kapaste has always been convinced that the Ogre Guards and Praetorian Guards in his hands are the best warriors. In a one-on-one situation, no country's cavalry could stand up to his Ogre Guards and Praetorian Guards.

Although the enemy in front of them was strange, they were only a hundred, and when the number of them was a hundred, how could the Ogre Guards and the Praetorian Guards fail?

But. The smile on the corner of Kapaste's mouth didn't last long, and the smile on the corner of Kapaste's mouth disappeared at the same time when the Ogre Guards and Praetorian Guards actually collided with the Beamon Hydra Cavalry.

The moment the huge green hydra rushed towards the Ogre Guards and the Barbarian Praetorian Guards in formation under the control of the Beamon warriors, the already extremely fast speed instantly doubled. Like a hundred phantoms, it suddenly rushed towards the five hundred ogre guards and the five thousand janissaries.

In the moment of instant acceleration at such a high speed, the speed reached by Hydra was close to the speed of the dragon in the air. Speed determines the power of the charge, the opponent's body is huge and the defense is strong, and his own troops are not opponents, which Kapaste knows very well. So, he roared in horror, "Retreat." ”

However, the two armies had already rushed together, and his roar was too late after all. The speed of the hydra was too fast, and the green balls of light had already erupted from their mouths as they accelerated. It was as solid as a dragon, and its limbs were strong and stomped on the ground.

Clusters of corrosive breath immediately erupted onto the heads of the ogre guards who rushed to the front. With the screams of giant wolves and ogres, almost all the ogres who charged in the front row were corroded for half a year, and their flesh and blood were blurred.

"No, it can't be!" Karpist was completely panicked at this moment, and the melee Hydra actually had a poisonous breath, which surprised Karpist, who had never fought with a Hydra.

The Beamon Hydra Cavalry, who accelerated in an instant, and the Beamon Knights who rode the Hydra covered in steel, with a roar full of anger and burning blood, raised the mace in their hands without hesitation. Without any defensive moves, he rushed towards his opponent.

The two cavalry teams of their own elite but with disparity in strength collided like two torrents.

Beamon King Lei was undoubtedly the sharpest of the Beamon Hydra cavalry's sharp blades, and his armor resisted the attacks of the people around him. This moment. He clearly felt that he had completely integrated with the Hydra prince under him, and he brandished his mace to his heart's content.

For the most elite cavalry, the strongest is always the one who charges first, and the side that wins the shock is often the last victor. At this time, the Ogre Guards and the Praetorian Guard, President Ling Karpist, immediately commanded the Ogre Guards and the Praetorian Guards to continue advancing.

At this point, retreating would only end in defeat, and he gritted his teeth and commanded his warriors to increase their speed to the limit and rush towards the enemy.

In a steel forest, a mace more than ten meters long meets a bone stick five or six meters long. Weapons of different colors and lusters became the beginning of the first round of the battle between the two sides.

Beamon's eyes had already turned blood-red, and he didn't know if he was mad by the enemies of the Ogre Guards and the Praetorian Guards in front of him or the bloodthirsty rage, but his state had reached its peak anyway.

The mace touched a huge bone stick of the opponent without any fancy, and the moment the two weapons collided, the two dazzling fighting spirits also exploded into the focus of the audience in an instant.

"Crackle!" With a loud sound, the mace directly shattered the bone stick. Along with the smashing was the cavalry ogre general at the front of the ogre guard.

It's slow to say, but in fact it's only done in an instant, and the speed at which Hydra is running at full strength can even be compared to Gu Long in a short period of time, how much impact is that? When Beamon King Ray and the Ogre Guards general's bodies staggered, the opponent's body had already been shattered by his mace, and the head was knocked into the air. And the mace in the hand of Beamon Wang Lei was drinking blood on the body of the deputy captain.

"Roar!" The murderous aura of the Hydra Prince is no less than that of King Bimeng. After being trapped in the swamp for so many years, he finally returned to the mainland to fight for hegemony. In the future, there will be a place for them on the continent!

When the dragon staggering spear in the hand of Beamon King Lei knocked the opponent's corpse away, the Hydra Prince's galloping body suddenly jumped up, and the nine heads each went to bite the nine ogre knights, one at a time.

The sound of shattering bones was clearly audible, and compared to the teeth of the hydra, the ogre's physical defense was not very strong. Although these ogres are very strong in combat. However, in front of the powerful ultimate hydra prince, it is no different from the papier-mâché one.

The actions of King Beamon Ray sounded the horn of the killing of the Beamon Hydra Cavalry. All the maces of the Beamon Behemoth slammed into their opponents without any fancy fancy, and the white-green light and shadow seemed to have become a real nine-headed dragon scythe in an instant. Instantly break through enemy formations and cut their lives. When the two torrents collided in an instant, it was the side with the upper number that was trampled after the defeat.

Whether it's absolute power, mounts, or equipment, the gap between the two sides is too great. That's not an order of magnitude contest at all.

The Ogre Guards and Praetorian Guards' bone sticks or axes smashed into the armor of the Beamon Hydra Cavalry, leaving only shallow marks. However, the mace in the hands of the Beamon Hydra cavalry was full of Beamon's fighting spirit, but the armor on their bodies was treated as paper paste, mixed with the mace cast by Dalian high-strength alloy, and the armor-piercing performance was strong. It is by no means comparable to ordinary weapons. What's more, it's the work of the dwarven masters.