Garriot's soldiers were improvised formations, but as he requested, most of these warriors had undergone a considerable degree of combat training, even those ordinary cavalry, and they were the elite of the city guards. In the process of charging, they generally maintained the basic formation, and those who broke out in front of the team were some relatively strong fighters. From above, it looks like a giant claw stretched out from the city of Suero, grabbing the loose Chinese in front of it.

Gariot was preoccupied with a possible attack, and scales began to appear on his body, head and face. And Miguel and Sacheri on his side also protect themselves with fighting spirit and magic.

Just when the distance between the horse team and the opponent was close to 1,500 kilometers, small cones suddenly began to shoot out from the canisters in the front row. The thing made a high curve and flew towards Garriot and them.

"Magic Dodge Formation!" Gariott roared.

This world is different from the Middle Ages on Earth, because of magic, trained warriors tend to know the art of dodging explosions, cavalry will take care to keep a distance, and infantry know to lie down. The so-called magic dodge formation is a tactical move to further widen the distance between the cavalry and then crouch on horseback.

Garriot's team was already very scattered, and after he gave the order, the entire team began to spread further from the periphery. However, he shouted a little later, and the team had not been run-in, and the requirements for changing the formation on the spot were too high for many soldiers from the escort background, and their personal combat skills were certainly higher, but they were not familiar with the military formation. On the contrary, those cavalrymen of average strength fulfilled this order more faithfully.

As a result, the cavalry in the middle of the formation was a little confused, but instead of spreading out in time, it slowed down the speed of the team.

At this moment, the first shells fell from the sky and fell in the middle of the horse team.

The 60mm mortar is much less powerful than the other two pneumatic guns, but each shell can still cause effective damage within a radius of five meters. But due to the distance, only three of the two dozen shells actually landed in Galriot's team.

Two of the shells landed in the middle of several cavalrymen in close proximity, and the blast wave of the explosion knocked the nearby cavalry on their backs, and the dirt and stones kicked up and struck the cavalry farther away. Two cavalrymen happened to be near the place where the shells landed and were killed instantly, while the other was a fighter with a fighting spirit, who was saved in the explosion but was also thrown off his horse. Several other horsemen were wounded severely.

Coincidentally, another cannonball exploded near Garriot, and the scales on his body blocked the impact of the explosion, but damaged half of his clothes and opened several bloody cuts on the horses below him. Garriot simply ripped off his shirt, his entire body was covered in cyan scales, and a pair of wings spread out on his back, much like a miniature version of a green dragon.

He looked back and found that although the enemy's attacks were huge, there were very few effective attacks, and in this wave of enemy attacks, he had only fallen about three or four people, and they were all ordinary warriors of low strength.

Every hit is at the level of a low-level mage!, but the hit rate is much worse than that of the mages. Garriott's heart that had been hanging before was a little relieved.

He shouted, "Keep rushing for me, don't be intimidated by their blind attacks, don't stop, charge for me! We'll be able to rush to them in no time." If anyone dares to run back, I will cut off the heads of his whole family when I go back!"

The cavalry under his command also felt that such an attack was not to be feared, and they hurried to continue the charge.

However, the speed of the Chinese's attacks was much faster than that of low-level mages casting spells. About ten seconds later, the second round of shelling came. This time their attack seemed to be a little more off, with only one cannonball landing in the horses, but Garriot's team spread out more, and the explosion was a little less effective than before, and not a single person was defeated.

"Hmph, I thought these guys were so good. These strange 'cannons' are terrible. That is, the target as big as the city defense enchantment will hit them. Miguel sneered.

"Don't get too excited. It's like archery, if you miss the first arrow, won't the second arrow adjust? And the closer you get, the better you shoot?" said Sacheri.

As soon as he finished speaking, the third batch of shells fell, and this time four or five shells hit the range of the horse team, and six or seven people were knocked down by the explosion.

"Don't talk nonsense, keep charging!" Gariott roared.

When they rushed halfway through, it ushered in, the fourth wave of shells.

While the cannonballs were still flying, Sacheri looked up and said, "There are different magic fluctuations. And it's not the right place!"

Sure enough, the shells did not hit the horse team, but within about fifty meters in front of the team. After these shells landed, they did not explode into flames, but burst out a large area of clear water, and under the action of the magic circle above, the water sprinkled on the ground quickly turned into ice, forming a circular ice surface with a diameter of about seven or eight meters, creating a sparse "ice field" in front of them.

Due to the speed of the horse charge, it was too late to make a detour. The knight in front rushed directly into this "ice field".

When Galliot's own horse was on the ice, and the horse slipped and was about to fall, he jumped off the horse, and as he galloped under his feet, he lifted the horse out of the ice with his hand under the horse's belly. Miguel and Sacheri on his side also showed their powers, and one smashed the ice in front of him with his fighting spirit, allowing his horse to step on it safely. One of them performed a flying spell on Tsushima, causing the sliding horse to float in the air instead of falling to the ground.

The warriors behind them also tried to avoid these ice surfaces in various ways, and those with superb riding skills could bypass them directly, and they were strong enough to learn Miguel to break through the ice, but after all, there were still many people who had no better way to do it, so they could only watch themselves fall on horseback, and those warriors in the rear could only slow down or go around when they fell in front of them.

Either way, the team slowed down.

"Don't panic, get around the ice and regroup!" Garriot shouted.

But by this time, another batch of shells had arrived, and the horses, pinned down by the ice, became better aim. This time, seven or eight shells fell in the ranks, and the results of these shells were much stronger than before, and at least a dozen cavalrymen fell in this wave of attacks.