The fact that this is about to happen is definitely quite wonderful for Frank Lampard, who has always loved face, and in front of these above-eyed Kelnilo Northern Legionnaires, he was able to play such a beautiful victory, and Lampard's vanity unintentionally reached great satisfaction.

"Above, give me the position of the Noahs!" The cavalry commander on the front line waved the saber in his hand, he didn't care about the sacrifice of his men, as long as he could rush into the opponent's camp, he would be destined to be the hero of this battle, and when the time came to receive the title of commendation, he could also become the envy of everyone in the Death Fjord.

The Belu cavalry galloped past the blood and corpses on the ground, the splashed blood stained the mane of the war horse, the air was filled with a chilling rich fishy smell, and the wolf's head banner waving in the wind finally rushed into the camp of the Noahs.

However, the smile of the commander of the Belu cavalry did not last long, and the muscles on his face quickly froze.

As soon as they stormed the camp gates, the tents around them were empty, and as far as they could see, on the other side of the camp, the Noah's cavalry had already mounted their guns, but these were still in the plan of the Berus, but there was one thing that no one, including Lampard, had expected.

In front of the cavalry, countless spikes suddenly popped out on the originally flat land, and the eyes of the early morning rose on the thorns, reflecting a cold light on the thorns - the cavalrymen on horseback, the hair on their bodies stood upside down with the flickering cold light. They didn't know how the spikes had suddenly appeared, but the inconspicuous-looking spikes were more terrifying than the spear that was thicker than the arm before.

At such a close distance, even if they wanted to dodge, the war horses under their crotches would not be able to do it at all. In order to maintain the impact of the cavalry, after defeating the iron spear troops on the Noahs' front line, these Kibin let the horses accelerate again.

"Poof! poof!"

There was a series of dull noises in the camp, but it was quite like the sound of a kitchen knife chopping and cutting watermelons, and the galloping war horse stepped directly on these sharp spikes, and blood flew on the horse's hooves.

Spikes on the ground, like weeds that grow wildly after the rain, rose from the ground in front of them in a row.

The cavalry who fell from the horse, without even making a scream, was pierced by the spikes, and the trap laid by the Noahs had a considerable density of spikes, and once they fell from the horse, the body was pierced into a sieve in an instant.

"Shoot the arrows!"

The muscles on Toruman's face twitched slightly, for this battle, he had already begun to prepare half a month ago, in order to allow the opponent's cavalry to all pour into his camp, he even did not hesitate to send away an entire army of soldiers with iron spears.

How could these Belu cavalry have thought that the Noahs would actually set such a vicious trap in their own camp, and the unprotected hooves of the horses could not resist this sharp barb at all. On the contrary, it was the Noah's cavalry that was already ready to go, their mounts, with hard horseshoes tied to their feet, and with their hearts and minds, the balance of victory in this battle had quietly tilted.

In order to cover their retreat, the iron-speared soldiers on the front line have turned into meat sauce under the horse's hooves, and continue to shoot with the most physically demanding projectiles at long distances, these soldiers' shoulders are a little sore, but they don't care - all the hatred is poured out with the humming of the bowstring and the cluster of arrows.

Clusters of arrows fell from the sky, and the fierce sound of breaking the air even shocked the eardrums of the Beilu cavalry, under the double blow of spikes and arrow rain, the formation that had just been integrated was suddenly shattered at the gate of the camp, and some of the war horses behind even instinctively wanted to stop advancing, and under the effect of inertia, they directly threw the owner on horseback away.

The commander of the cavalry unit was frantically brandishing his saber, seeing that the enemy's defense line was broken through and the opportunity to make his own contribution was coming, how could he allow such a defeat?

Lampard and his adjutant Williams quietly watched the battle at the back of the Great Plains, seeing that the cavalry on the front line had broken the defense of the Noah army, they were a little excited, the defense line built by the Noah people was really vulnerable, in fact, the cavalry team in front was not the elite of the Belu people, these cannon fodder troops were completely paved with the elite cavalry behind, but they still managed to break through the enemy's defensive line, it can be seen that the other party is indeed a little proud, thinking that with these iron guns, they can block the pace of the Belu cavalry, it is too naïve。

However, they soon appeared, and the speed of the cavalry's impact suddenly decreased, and more and more cavalry fell. A significant part of the cavalry was even piled up at the gates of the large battalion. They didn't even hurry up and continue to break through, did they have to wait until the whole army was wiped out before continuing to advance?

"Bastard, what is he doing? Williams, go!" Lampard scolded in exasperation.

"Yes, sir!" Williams flicked his whip and immediately rushed to the front with his cavalry.

Lampard's face was somewhat ugly, although he didn't know what was going on in the camp of the Noahs in front of him, but the cavalry formation in front of him had completely become a pot of porridge, which was tantamount to a loud slap in the face on his face.

However, Lampard was still quite optimistic about this war, Williams, like him, did not see the spike traps in the camp at all, according to their guesses, the biggest possibility was that the cavalry troops encountered a strong resistance from the enemy, and the rain of arrows that suddenly rose into the air in the camp before was also seen by them. The troops had already suffered almost all the casualties, and at this time it was already the end of the crossbow, and it was expected to slow down the speed of the impact.

"My lord, enemy reinforcements are coming!"

"Wait until they get close to the camp, listen to my orders, and rush out from here!" Torruman jerked out his sword from its scabbard, engraved with a rose pattern—a treasure bestowed upon him by Noah's Grand Duke Carlin, and a symbol of his right to follow the line.

"The cavalry belongs, cover the mount's eyes!"

The cavalrymen on horseback almost simultaneously took out the red cloth that had been prepared from their armor and tied it to the back of the horse's neck.

Although the paws of the horses have reported the hard shoes, the horses still have an instinctive fear of danger, and only by covering their eyes can their mounts indulge in killing!