The Elegy Fortress must not be lost!

The ironclad horses were running fast, and the sound of the wind was swishing in their ears, but Martial still had sweat stains on his chest and back.

As the sun set, the outline of the Elegy Fortress gradually appeared on the horizon, and Martial's uneasiness grew.

He with three thousand heavily armored cavalry had already left the infantry regiment far behind, he was anxious, he was anxious, he was anxious, he was anxious, he wanted to return to the Elegy Fortress immediately.

The fortress is lost, and he is finished!

Anthony's family is favored by the emperor, and he is also the son-in-law of the emperor, his family, his ease, will never allow the family's century-old glory to be ruined in his own hands!

Sou!

Whoosh ......

The sound of the crossbow bolt tearing Martial out of his thoughts of infinite emotion and worry, and his years of military service taught him what it was.

"Crossbows!

The Heavy Iron Riders were supposed to be unafraid of ordinary crossbows, and their heavy steel forged armor combined with the enchantment of powerful court mages was a treat that could only be enjoyed by the Knights with an almost ordinary weapon.

But when a cold bolt of crossbow shot a knight head-on from his horse, Martial felt that he had thought it wrong.

It is too simple to imagine the enemy, and the combat power of the Qiyao family is no longer the existence of crushing other forces in the continent.

Yes, it should have been seen from the rebellion of the Holy Alliance a long time ago, the combat power of the Seven Yao family is no longer as legendary as the bard's mouth, yes, at least there are still most of the bards singing the glory of the Seven Yao......

Martial's heavy cavalry was attacked head-on by the crossbow array under Xiuinbu, the cavalry in front fell, and the heavy horses and knights' corpses also blocked the advance of the friendly troops in the rear, and more than a dozen cavalrymen fell in front of the cavalry team, causing most of the cavalry teams that followed in the rear to be planted, and people turned on their backs, dusty, with the wails of soldiers.

But the crossbow bolts did not stop.

In the crossbow array, the warrior crouching with a crossbow in front of him immediately stood up and retreated and began to reload after shooting the crossbow, and the crossbowmen of the second column walked directly forward to aim and shoot at this time, and then crouched down to reload the crossbow arrows, and the crossbowmen of the third column stepped forward for the third round of shooting.

With such a three-column crossbow formation firing repeatedly, Martial's heavy armored cavalry couldn't wait for the crossbow bolts to stop, this set of crossbow arrays was the key to Xiu Yin's fame in making Long Hui Ling famous, and in the last battle with the Motu Empire in the Tianshui River, Xiu Yin had already asked the dwarf Moffett to improve the arrow cluster against the heavy armored cavalry.

This threaded arrow has a strong piercing ability, and the oncoming cavalry is equivalent to crashing into the flying crossbow arrows, although the crossbow arrows like small drill bits cannot completely penetrate the heavy armor of the knights, but as long as a third of the arrow cluster pierces it, a deadly poison produced by Lentedam on it will have an immediate effect.

It was not a deadly poison, but it had a lethal effect that quickly paralyzed the knight's body.

Feeding the weapon with medicine, this is a shameful behavior of knights, but Xiu Yin is not a knight, his glory is in another unknown world, if Long Hui leads to lose the war, it will be a shame!

Xiuyin's gaze became extremely cold, looking at the heavy armored cavalry of the Motu Empire that was constantly falling, he did not have the slightest sympathy and pity, and the arrow clusters were coated with the paralyzing poison of Lenteddam's specialty, this herb was disdained even by the Lentterdammers, and the warriors were also the glory of the Lentterdamnes.

But Xiu Yin understands very well that his glory is to bring glory to the generals of Long Huiling, and their glory is to constantly conquer their opponents in war.

The heavy armored cavalry of the Motu Empire, where they fell, was the bath where the Longhui warriors bathed in glory.

After the horses wearing heavy armor are killed or injured by crossbow arrows, they drag strings of soot when they fall to the ground, and the knights on the horses are even worse, even if they are not shot by the crossbow arrows, they will be thrown forward by the fallen war horses, if they are lucky enough to fall to the ground at this time and are not seriously injured or killed, it is even more afraid that when the allies behind fall, the heavy armor will also crush the comrades who fell in front of them......

"Ready—shoot!"

The leader of the third team of the crossbow array has ordered his bow and crossbow team to shoot for the second time, that is, the crossbow array led by Long Hui has already fired six waves of crossbow arrows.

The pile-up of carcasses of heavy cavalry and heavy horses had seriously hindered the momentum of Martial's cavalry, and Martial had realized that he had been ambushed, so he hurriedly ordered his troops to turn around in an attempt to reduce losses.

"Damn barbarians, I was careless when they ambushed me halfway!"

Anthony was secretly a little frightened, he had been thinking about the Elegy Fortress, but he didn't want the other party to intercept him halfway!

As the cavalry of the Motu Empire began to turn, a cavalry team suddenly appeared from their flank.

The battle flags of the cavalry team that appeared were bright, and the battle flags with triangular patterns had already indicated their identity, the cavalry led by Long Hui.

The cavalry of the Motu Empire had just turned around and slowed down, while the cavalry team led by Long Hui who had killed it was at the critical speed of the attack.

"The glory of Longhui is with us!"

The edge of Abissa's sword was the cavalry of the Motu Empire that was exposed on the opposite flank.

"Charge!"

Following Abissa, a thousand warriors of the Knights of the Dragonlight returned to the sea like fish, and each cavalry was like a dagger, with a touch of silver glow constantly inserted into Martial's years of hard work......

"Lord Marquis, it's no good, let's cover your retreat!"

The captain of the guard, whose armor was already covered with the blood of his unknown enemy, was dutifully protecting the safety of his beloved and revered commander.

"No, the infantry battle regiment in the rear will be coming soon, how can the pride of our empire be trampled on by these southern barbarians!"

The speed of the cavalry of the Motu Empire has completely slowed down, and at this time, Ilvin's infantry battle group has also surrounded it, facing the cavalry that has no impact advantage, and the infantry holding big swords on the ground has more offensive advantages at this time.

Irwin wielded his broadsword, and after slashing down several enemy soldiers who had dismounted and fought with him on foot, his eyes were already fixed on Martial's position.

Wielding a spear, he was dressed in pale yellow armor, and his body was surrounded by a yellow glow that matched the armor.

The son-in-law of the Emperor Rubik of the Ink Empire, the paladin of the Empire, Marquis Martial, no one can walk through two rounds under the attack of the spear in his hand.

The great sword struck, and Martial swung his spear, stabbing and stabbing his foe to the ground.