There are also disadvantages of the front - because of the preparation time of the day, the Thracian army has made a lot of preparations in advance, and the fences and sentry posts are naturally needless to say, and they also arrange for all branches of the army to take turns to rest, and always maintain more than half of the combat strength to be dispatched at any time, which fully reflects the quality of the world's strong army.

After all, last night in Lioneru, they were just unintentionally calculated and caught the Thracians by surprise. If the Thracians were prepared, with a few of them, where could they shake the tens of thousands of troops head-on!

At this moment, feeling the pressure brought by the traversers, the Thracians had already responded.

When the traversers smashed the fence without much effort, knocked down the sentry posts, and advanced towards the Thracian army, all they could hear was the thunderous rumbling of horses' hooves, the earth shook, and a heavily armed cavalry roared towards them.

This cavalry was heavy cavalry, all wearing heavy armor, even the war horses were wearing armor, and the cavalrymen were all armed with spears, and the darkness covered the edge of their weapons, but could not hide the fire reflected by the armor on their bodies.

Although the number is not very large, probably only two or three hundred, behind them, there are at least a thousand light cavalry ready to go. Inside the barracks, there are more light and heavy cavalry gatherings.

Atlas, the griffon who had already flown into the sky to take charge of reconnaissance, reported in the chat channel: "The Thracian military camp is gathering in large numbers, and a large number of troops are in formation.

Hearing this information, the traversers couldn't help but feel awe-inspiring in their hearts.

Although they are immortal, no one is sure in the face of a huge army.

"It's fun to be spectacular!" said Panda with a smile, "If it's just a rabble, even if there are thousands of troops, it's not worth all of us to fight this one!"

Everyone immediately laughed, some praised him for being right, some laughed at him for being too loud, and some were muttering about how much experience they could earn this time, whether it was enough to level up, and so on.

In short, there was no tension at all about the impending war.

The atmosphere in Thrace was tense, and everyone knew that the person who came to attack this time should have been the one who had made the whole barracks restless last night. The number of people in the group last night was not very large, and according to the later count, there were no more than twenty people in total. But just a dozen or so people have embarrassed the entire army of more than 30,000 people. If there is no caster to stabilize the morale of the army, or if an enemy army takes advantage of the opportunity, it is not surprising that the whole army will collapse.

And now, this group of talents is really in a big move. The exact number is unknown, but just by looking at how powerful they can change the weather with their momentum alone, you can see how powerful they are!

In the center of the Thracian barracks, on the altar that had been erected at the beginning of the camp, several gray-haired magicians were presiding over the ceremony. Under the altar, with more than 200 magicians as auxiliaries, thousands of sturdy soldiers held magic weapons to form the nodes of the magic array, forming a huge magic array.

Marquis Henry, as a general, although he has never fought against a strange enemy like the Traveler, he still has experience in fighting. The so-called principle of "first being invincible, waiting for the enemy to be invincible" is the same in every world. He knew that his advantage was that he had abundant troops, and his weakness was that his high-end force was not enough, so except for the team of masters sent out at night, he never sent any masters, but instead gathered the masters among the generals to form a team of about 100 people.

The combat effectiveness of these more than 100 people is not trivial, and if they go head-to-head one, most of the traversers do not have the ability to quickly suppress them. If it's a one-on-two, there aren't many people in the traverser who can win. Assuming one against three, then even the strongest panda and others at the moment dare not say that they will definitely win.

Marquis Henry's tactics were simple, wait for the enemy to appear, first charge with cavalry, and at the same time unleash magic suppression, and then use heavy infantry to slowly advance. When it's almost time, send a team of experts to finish.

Now, that's the first step.

In the night, the heavy cavalry roared to the sound of rumbling horses' hooves.

Faced with the menacing cavalry charge, the traversers were a little flustered.

Although they knew that they would not die, the power of the hundreds of heavy cavalry charges still made them uneasy. It's not about wisdom, it's just a lack of experience.

Infantry against cavalry charges is not just courage or strength, but more importantly, experience.

However, they didn't.

The mounts of the Thracian heavy cavalry are all half-blood war horses with the blood of demonic beasts, although both men and horses are wearing heavy armor, but it does not affect their speed, first slowly, and soon the pace slowly increases, constantly approaching, and accelerating.

Slow at 300 paces, fast at 100 paces, gallop 30 paces away...... This is a typical cavalry charge.

Seeing the cavalry of the brigade that looked like a wall of steel slowly approaching, Pratt, who had been in the armor fighting club, shouted: "We can't let them run!

"What then?" asked more than one person.

Pratt shook his head, he didn't know either.

In the face of approaching cavalry, at the level of cold weapons, there is nothing to think about.

"Magic!" shouted Sanyu, "Boom with magic!"

The spellcasters woke up from a dream and hurriedly cast their spells, and the light of magic bloomed one after another, but they immediately shrunk and were compressed around their bodies, and it was difficult to reach out.

At the same time, on the altar in the center of the Thracian barracks, all kinds of lights flickered, like fireflies in the summer night sky, flickering and flickering.

"Magic suppression! There's a massive magic suppression on the other side!" Raymond, a fire expert, shouted angrily, "Our magic range has been suppressed!"

"Damn! it's poisonous!"

"What now?"

"Archers!

Skye and the others shot one after another, and the arrows were not missed.

But...... In the face of heavily armored enemies who are not weak, they can only use archery skills that enhance penetration and lethality, and when they use such skills, their rate of fire will be greatly affected. Even Skye, the strongest shooter among the traversers, in this case, shoots four or five arrows a minute.

Although he can kill an enemy with every arrow, this rate of fire is far from enough.

In the face of the oncoming arrows, the Thracian heavy cavalry did not care at all about the comrades who fell from time to time around them, and still approached the traversers without hurrying or slow.

When they finally approached about a hundred paces, they lowered the masks of their helmets, struck their horses on the belly with their feet, and began to gallop.

Seeing that it would not be long before the heavy cavalry was about to charge, the panda couldn't hold back any longer, grabbed a battle axe, and rushed forward first.

"It's not a way to wait like this, let's fight back!"