Who are those guys?

Norman thought as he looked at the cavalry in the distance.

"These damn bandits!"

The mage lord beside Norman had a very ugly face, and he looked at the group of cavalry from a distance and greeted the sheriffs of this realm with words, "The lord of Jebel Danner is really disappointing!"

In the eyes of the mage, these guys are bandits, but the servants on the side gave different opinions.

"Mr. Yarman, these people are most likely not bandits. ”

"Although their armor is not gorgeous, it is complete, and it is rare for bandits to have such complete armor, especially to maintain such a large group, which is not something that bandits can do. And they raise their guns in a neat and skilled manner, and they look like they have undergone formal training, which is more like a group of knights with rank than bandits!"

Closed to Yarman's rough judgment, the knight was undoubtedly much more reliable from his area of expertise, and Norman thought so.

In other words, what they are facing now is likely to be a small aristocratic private army, a regular army!

How could a regular army attack an ordinary caravan?

Norman's first reaction was that the Fathers had discovered their tracks and sent someone to "save" him!

For ordinary people, the armed cavalry force of twenty or thirty people in front of him is very deterrent, but for Chen Qinghe, this number is not enough to fill the gap between his teeth - last time, the troops of more than 100 people had no way to take Chen Qinghe, if it was really someone from the Father God who wanted to save him, how could he only send such a few people?

So who are these guys coming for?

Norman mentally eliminated all the suspicious targets, and soon made a list of the most suspicious ones, and Lancelot's immediate reference was the same as he thought, pointing to the same name.

"Abel!"

After the guy left Fort Ushuaia as prophesied, it was likely that something had happened to him, which was why he fainted and was picked up on the side of the road, and he hid something from himself......

While Norman was thinking, the caravan had already connected with the cavalry unit opposite.

"Hey guys, this is the troop from the Cardinals. We've got a lot of valiant warriors, experienced knights and even a mage in charge! So are you sure you're going to do that?"

The caravan boss Dunnis hid behind a warrior and shouted nervously and calmly to the group of cavalry opposite, half intimidating and half reassuring: "I also know that your life is not easy, so let's report a number you want to get, as long as it is not too exaggerated, I will consider it......"

At the same time as Dennis shouted, the armed men in the caravan, under the command of the experienced leader, quickly assembled and formed a formation.

It can be seen that many people here are facing such a battle for the first time, and the tension on their faces cannot be concealed at all, and they even stumble on their feet, and one even tripped over a stone on the ground in the process of running! The muscles on the faces of many recruits were completely stiffened, and some old people in the team who had experienced this kind of battle shouted at these guys and encouraged them with insults.

All of a sudden, the sand flew away, and it became a mess.

Dennis's threat did not frighten the cavalry on the opposite side, and after a few short, inaudible monosyllabic shouts, the cavalry on the opposite side formed into formation and charged towards the caravan!

In terms of numbers, it is actually the advantage of the caravan side, more than three times the number of people on the opposite side, but the war is not a simple superposition of numbers, not to mention that there are not many people in the caravan who can really fight.

The sudden appearance of the cavalry seemed to be very experienced in combat, and began to accelerate at the right distance, and was at the maximum power of the charge when it hit the line of defense formed by the caravan's armed men, and their cooperation was very well completed and their movements were uniform.

This neat tactical action made them like a hot sharp knife, and the caravan's armed defense line was a piece of butter, which could not stop this sharp knife, and was pierced into it very smoothly by the sharp knife, just by stabbing and stomping on the soldiers of many caravans, it was indeed like butter being cut and melted.

And the most terrifying thing is that this group of cavalry is not greedy for this advantage, they just leave, give full play to the advantages of cavalry and terrain, pass diagonally through the caravan armed defense line, gallop all the way to a place more than a hundred meters away, and then turn around and adjust the formation, it seems that they are going to launch a second wave of formation.

"Clyde, are you alright?"

"Woo woo woo, Mom, I'm going home......"

"Damn, who's going to drag Conor away, he can't move his lower body anymore!"

"Get ready, raise your weapons, and aim at those damn bitches, they're coming again!"

......

The scene was chaotic, and the wails were loud, and Norman could see that under the wave of cavalry charges, several people died on the spot, and more than a dozen were seriously wounded and bleeding and lost their combat effectiveness.

If this continues, as long as there is one more charge, the caravan will basically be finished.

"These guys are knights!"

The knight who stayed behind to guard Yarman spoke from this moment, his face full of shock and despair, "Their strength is at least the Bronze Knight, and a few may even be Silver Knights!"

This knight named Clarence is just a Bronze Horseman, and he is already the top force in the caravan, judging from the performance just now, the worst on the other side is the Bronze Horseman!

More than twenty bronze horsemen...... How will this battle be fought?

Yarman's face turned pale, and he looked at the group of guys in the distance, and he had cursed Dunnis countless times in his heart: who did this guy provoke? How could he provoke so many knights! What a damn stupid pig, a bitch stinking shit, why did he agree to let him into this caravan in the first place......

Although Yarman cursed Dunnis countless times in his heart, his hand was not idle, and he took out a wooden stick from his bosom.

Compared to the wands Norman had seen, this wand was not outstanding at all, and the wood grain was in poor condition, and it was worthless at first glance, but for a two-star black bubble mage, it was obvious that he couldn't expect too much.

After drawing his wand, Yarman watched in the direction of the cavalry, nervously chanted a spell, and when the cavalry charged again and rushed near the caravan, he successfully unleashed the spell.

A ball of lightning the size of two heads of an ordinary person appeared in the air, crackled, and shot towards the group of cavalry!

"Oh!"

The mage's action lifted the spirits of the soldiers of the caravan, and they let out a low cry in unison.

In the cavalry team on the opposite side, after seeing this electric light, the cavalry at the front stepped aside, and a cavalryman rushed out of the surrounding cavalry, flashing blue light on his body to meet Yarman's lightning ball.

The ball of lightning directly hit this person, and without making a sound, it was instantly swallowed by the blue light on this person's body.

The low cries of the caravan warriors came to an abrupt end.

There are also mages on the other side!