Attaboy!

When Punk and the others rushed down the hills, they roared loudly and waved their spears in their hands.

At this moment, these men covered in blood did not look like a group of calm and solemn royal knights charging on fast horses, but like a group of excited and crazy barbarians galloping and cheering.

Pretty!

Roy's little bastard did such a beautiful job!

No one expected that this little bastard not only did not fall off his horse with a single shot as everyone imagined, but single-handedly picked out an armed knight and his attendants!

The Holy Emperor testified! That is the border knight with the most rich combat experience in the country of cavalry! Not to mention one-on-two, even if it is a one-on-one situation, most of the Saint Soran knights of the same level are not opponents of the other party. How powerful the other party is, the royal cavalry who collided with them just now has the most right to speak!

But Roy did it!

This civilian boy rushed over with red eyes, and gave a fierce slap to the Feilie cavalry on the opposite side with a shot that had no strength and no gorgeous battle rings!

"Rush!

The blood in Punk's body surged into his brain with the scene when Roy picked off the enemy.

In war, especially in the field of a team of knights, morale is the most critical part of leading the victory or defeat of the battle. If you say that when you rush out of the castle, all you have is the courage to fight desperately for survival. Then, at this moment, what is surging in the chests of all knights is an invincible sharpness!

At this time, what is there to hesitate about!

Amid the shouts, the royal knights urged their horses to gallop. They pulled down their masks again, raised their spears flat, and rolled down like a torrent of steel, with a sweeping momentum!

"It ..... pain!"

Feeling the sharp pain under his ribs, Roy couldn't help but grin and gasp.

The knight's shot just now, just a little bit higher, was enough to poke a transparent hole in his lower abdomen. Even though he tried his best to turn around, a deep wound was torn open under his ribs, and at the same time, a rib was broken.

The fighting spirit of an armed knight is really not something that an ordinary person can bear. Even if it is just rubbing the flesh and skin, the strength of the fighting spirit will cause great damage to the musculoskeletal bones of the body.

By the time he stabbed the knight's squire off his horse, Roy was actually in so much pain that he couldn't even hold his spear. The huge inertia and the bursting tiger's mouth almost took away the cavalry spear in his hand by the heavy body of the knight squire who fell to the ground.

However, he still clung to the barrel of the gun and would not let go.

The guns must not be lost! There were more Ferray cavalry rushing forward. Behind the enemy, Tom was covered in blood, and the blacksmith father and Hans next to him were also scarred, and they were about to lose their grip!

Son of a bitch!

The big-headed man is here!

Roy slammed Palu and charged with a gun.

Blood slid down the cold, smooth shaft of the cavalry gun in his hand, and was thrown to the ground with the wind, merging into the blood flowing in the center of the battlefield. Palu's bowl-sized iron hooves trampled on the small puddles of blood, splashing bright red water.

Da-da-da-da.

The sound of horses' hooves was very clear and firm in this early morning.

The morning sun, which had just risen from the sky, sprinkled thousands of golden rays of light on the earth. Draped over Roy. and on the dead.

Looking at the familiar figures lying in the dust one by one, looking at their silent eyes and the large pool of blood beneath them, a familiar melody suddenly appeared in Roy's mind.

It was the Requiem of Saint Soran.

Facing the swarming Philip knights, Roy hummed a song and rode forward.

The surrounding qiē seemed to be gone, no billowing smoke, no broken spear flags hunting, and no corpses. Some are just bright spring sunshine, just the blue sky of Saint Solan, the white clouds flying away, the herds of wild horses, the reeds swaying in the wind, the high cliff banks and the breaking waves crashing against the sky.

Bards say that the heroic knights fought with songs.

So is Lao Tzu!

In the blink of an eye, Roy was swept into the formation of five Filie cavalrymen like a whirlwind!

"Kill him!"

It was the voice of the shocked and angry Philes!

The Firean cavalry swarmed up.

The war horses have already leaned forward with their bodies, increasing their speed to the extreme, and the muscles under the fur are like pieces of iron at this moment, tense tightly, and their whole bodies are releasing a terrifying impact like an explosion!,

The two Ferray cavalrymen who ran at the front stabbed their rifles at Roy. The three Feilie cavalry behind also suddenly accelerated their lunge, and the three cavalry spears that were also sharp and shining with cold light, together with the cavalry spears of the two Feilie cavalry in front, formed a wave of repeated attacks less than a second apart!

At the same time, Roy has also pushed the demon core in his body to the limit!

In mid-air, five spiral-shaped elemental arrays composed of blood elements were spinning rapidly.

Dark red elements flew from all sides of the battlefield, intertwined like blood-colored fireflies guiding the gates of hell. In an instant, the spirals that are thin in the front and thick in the back have been formed.

Necromancy will be a success!

Bone spear stingers!

"Kill!"

Roy, who entered the cavalry group, faced the five mounted spears that were unavoidable in the cold light of the Feilie cavalry, and the explosion was loud!

A bright fire, flashing in the air!

The spiral array composed of five blood elements materialized in an instant, condensed into five bone spears, emerged in the void, and shot towards the oncoming Feilie cavalry!

"Necromancer!"

The widened pupils of several Feilie cavalrymen reflected the white bone spears that instantly became larger!

"Boom!"

The two sides finally collided together!

Puff puff..... only a series of rapid muffled sounds could be heard, and the five Feilie cavalrymen who were caught off guard were all stabbed by bone spears hidden in the flames. Suddenly, people turned on their backs.

One person was stabbed in the throat and stared to death.

The three were stabbed in the chest, or rushed straight out with a large hole in the chest, or rolled over and fell off their horses.

The last person was stabbed in the thigh, and for a while the blood flowed profusely.

But at the same time, Roy did not avoid the opponent's spear thrust. I saw blood splattered on his thin body, and three lightning-fast riding spears pierced his shoulder blades, lower abdomen and arms at the same time. It completely knocked him into the air, fell backwards more than ten meters away like a kite, and fell heavily to the ground.

A qiē happened between the stone fire and the lightning, so fast that people didn't have time to blink.

It wasn't until Roy had already flown out that the Ferray cavalryman, who had been impaled through the thigh with a bone spear and had escaped by chance, seemed to recover from his shock and fear.

Around him, four of his companions, who had just been alive, had fallen in a pool of blood.

One was thrown out of the way and thrown to the ground. One person was hooked by a stirrup, and the corpse was drawn with a piercing blood. The other two fell to the ground beside them, and the fallen horses were struggling on the ground, trying to get up.

The living cavalryman looked down at his thigh. The pierced thigh was dripping with blood. Intense pain has already begun to come. And the white bone spear of the wound is disappearing.

The cavalry tried in vain to reach for the necromancer's evidence, but the feeling of melting like ice came from his hands.

Ossified pins!

A ghost trick by a street rat-like necromancer!

The cavalry suddenly looked up at the boy on the ground. In the pool of blood, the boy's thin figure was no different from the ordinary civilian children around him.

The same linen clothes, the same belts and shoes made of tanned animal skins, not even a piece of armor or a slightly expensive ornament on the body.

However, it was this seemingly ordinary child, but in an instant, he rode alone from the hill and killed an armed knight and five cavalrymen!

No one knew the strength of his companions better than this living cavalryman.

Those are a group of strong and fierce border soldiers who have been crisscrossing the border of the empire for many years, whether it is a conflict with the Saint Solan army, or a thousand miles of chasing and killing bandits, they are all fast horses, and they are rampant on the battlefield like a tornado!

However, they all died at the hands of this demonic child.

Recalling the scene just now, the Ferray cavalry couldn't help but tremble.

At that time, the boy rushed towards him. His eyes were bloodshot and terrifyingly red. Although he was pierced by three cavalry spears at the same time, he could clearly see that he was still trying to grasp his saddle, trying to use the power of the war horse to make the cavalry spears penetrate his body and get closer to him.

If he hadn't been stabbed by a spear in the end, I'm afraid that if he hadn't died under his bone spear, he would have died under his extremely fierce spear.

Who is he?!

Ordinary civilians, necromancers, or cavalry?

Looking at Roy's collapsed body, the surviving Ferry cavalry was frightened and rejoiced.

Suddenly, his eyes froze.

At this time, the hoofs on the battlefield thundered. The Philip Cavalry Brigade and the Saint-Soran Royal Cavalry Brigade were already galloping towards this area from two directions. And right in the center, in front of him, the boy was trying to stand up.

Raising his head and looking at the frightened Ferray cavalry, whose face had been deformed, Roy grinned, and a harmless smile appeared on his stupid face.

A necromancer who can heal.

It's awesome!

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