What's more, in front of the phalanx of soldiers, there are also fortifications......

"Huh. ”

Emperor Peter suddenly sneered, laughing at himself, "I really think too much, even if they attack with the whole army, there are 100,000 people here......"

Smiles come and go as fast as they come.

Emperor Peter stood in a dashing posture on the carriage of the golden chariot, but his expression was stiff.

His eyesight was good, and he saw something unbelievable.

The fire in the northwest seemed to be burning vigorously, reflecting the sky in the northwest, and compared with the exposed fish skin belly white in the east, it was like a piece of blood red.

The red mangs are not vigorous and bigger, but ......

It's closer to Emperor Peter!

The fire is moving!

With the roar of the earth, Emperor Peter and his army were a little unsettled.

They saw what the red rays were that rushed in.

Cattle.

Extremely common creatures on the continent, and also mutant cattle.

The mutant cow is a cow that has a part of the bloodline of Warcraft, which is used to have lower food consumption and a stronger physique, and the cow is the main force of the people's agricultural production.

Cattle are running, thousands of cattle are running, and the modified mutant cows are running only a little slower than the horses.

"Shoot the arrows, release the arrows!"

Emperor Peter cried out in shock.

He didn't know how the flames were made on the cows, but he had a strong sense of crisis, and the creepy feeling made him know that the cows must not be allowed to come near here.

A rain of arrows from the archers rose into the air, but their fall didn't cause the thousands of mutant cattle to change direction or slow down even a bit.

It is another characteristic of the mutant cattle, with rough skin and thick meat!

As a pure agricultural cattle, the mutant cattle are not suitable for food at all, and the most important reason is that it is not easy to kill this cow.

Fortunately, mutant cattle are extremely docile in normal times, and as long as they are given enough forage, they are willing to drag the plow and rake for humans to walk two more laps on the barren land.

Most animals are naturally afraid of fire, and mutant cattle have their tails wrapped in dead grass and a thick layer of butter.

The constant heat and the red glow of the flames irritated the nerves of the mutant cattle, and they all galloped across the field with red eyes, even if there was a phalanx of 100,000 troops in front of them, because they did not know what fear or war was.

When encountering a tunnel, jumping is an animal's instinct, and the animal's natural motor nerves can quickly help them analyze whether the tunnel can be crossed.

The answer was yes, so the mutant cows, who had run so far, were covered in fire kicked their hind legs with all their might, and with their heavy bodies they crossed the ravine, and when they landed, they raised a cloud of dust, and their next stop was the horse fence.

The wooden bars may have hurt mutants to the eyes of the mutants, but the scorched fur and the smell of burnt flesh and fur let them know that the fences in front of them were nothing compared to the flames on their bodies.

When the barrier of rejection also fell, the spear phalanx facing these flaming monsters was already terrifying.

Shock and fear washed over the hearts of the soldiers, discipline and glory could keep them from retreating, but not their spear-wielding hands.

When the warrior in the first row let out a scream, and his body became torn apart in the already frenzied herd, the entire phalanx of spears began to shake.

"Quick, quick, let the cavalry on both flanks attack these mad cows from the flanks!

Emperor Peter had slipped into the carriage from the carriage, and before entering, his trembling voice commanded the already trembling guards around him, "We go backwards, we go backwards!"

Emperor Peter saw that the attack line of these mad bulls turned out to be on his side, and if he did not retreat, once the mad bulls broke through the battle formation, he would be like those soldiers who were torn apart in the herd......

The army of the Great Loran Empire reacted relatively quickly, it can be said that the system of Emperor Peter's herald is not bad, the cavalry teams on both sides began to attack the flanks of the cattle according to the orders of Emperor Peter, and at the same time, the 100,000 troops all moved, and their target was the small village where the army of the Kingdom of Navarran was entrenched......

......

"That's, that's ......"

Under the old face of Varane III, there is more of a sense of shock to the heart.

When the mutant cows with flame-red rays on their bodies ran wildly together, they were like a blood-red long sword, which had been inserted into the battle array of the Great Loran Empire at this time.

The fortifications and battle formations in the northwest corner of the Great Loren Empire have been shattered.

The attack power of the herd of the engulfed by the flames is gradually weakening, and their last life finally turns into a more brilliant fireball, and inertia allows these fireballs to complete their final mission.

It was like a heavy bomb crashing into the battle array of the Great Loran Empire, bringing with it a scream and all kinds of wails.

There was also an extremely unpleasant smell of burnt meat, and it was impossible to tell which ones belonged to mutant cattle and which ones belonged to human warriors......

"Morrowind leads the knights, the war group, and the whole army is attacking!"

Abiza drew the knight's sword at his waist and swung it forward on his horse, and Morrowind's army followed in Abissa's footsteps and began to attack.

This is the second stage......

Abissa didn't know where so many mutant cattle came from, but he was able to come up with these methods to stimulate mutant cattle and turn them into weapons, which Abisa felt was simply not something that ordinary people could think of.

No, it's the history of the continent that you know about the entire Abiza lock, and there has never been any of these wars!

The excitement in Abissa's heart had turned into the impetus for his progress, and he rode his horse to be the first to enter the enemy's ranks, and he was surprised to find that the knights who followed him were no weaker than him, and their faces were full of unprecedented bravery and heroism.

They had already guessed that it was the work of Lord Shuin, whom they had always admired.

The Lord of Xiuin may be ahead at this time, and they have to defend the glory of Morrowind, but also the lord who is worthy of their life.

Emperor Peter shivered in his golden chariot, and from time to time there was the crisp sound of metal clashing.

Peter knew that an arrow had been shot into the carriage, and if it weren't for the sturdiness of the carriage, Peter would have now crouched under his chair in search of safety......

"Sharmy, it seems that we need to get closer!" Following behind the herd was Huin and his guard, Xiuin lowered his crossbow in his hand, and with the help of his silver pupils, he had already unleashed two crossbows at the golden chariot, and even the attack on the window did not pierce the carriage of the carriage.