Chapter Eighty-Four: Thunder

The situation is in a delicate balance, or rather, a stalemate.

Behind the third trench was the outer wall of the camp, and in order to leave room for the army to guard, a clearing was left between the two, which was where the cavalry now settled.

The ranks of the archers had been crushed, they could not resist this heavy cavalry, and they were blocked by friendly forces behind them, and they had no fighting spirit, but they had no way to escape, and they stayed where they were, waiting for their death.

The only thing that stood in the way of the cavalry's advance was the crowd, and although the archers had no fighting spirit, they were in a dilemma and chaos.

However, the cavalry quickly pierced the archers' arrays and reached behind them, where the cavalry met real resistance.

Those are the elite of the demons, they are powerful cavalry, but even if they are forced to dismount and fight on foot, they are just as good at fighting, relying on a strict queue and unfrustrated morale, blocking the enemy cavalry at the end of the strong crossbow.

For the time being, the big camp is safe.

But Wang Baobao knew that it was the last moment.

The reason why there was to be space between the third trench and the outer wall of the camp was because the wall was not like an ordinary city wall, and there was enough place for archers to attack at the head of the wall, which required too much time and soil, which was beyond the level that Xiang Wu could do.

So, without the army under the wall, the outer wall alone could not stop the attack at all, and everything was over.

Now, the battle that will end everything has just begun.

Wang Baobao had reached the front of the array, and beside him, the two sides in the battle were staggered, the cavalry charge was contained, and the defenders had a brief advantage.

The flag fluttered behind him, and this was no longer a battle in which the safety of the commander affected morale, but a war that was coming to an end and the commander had to contribute as a soldier.

Then, right in front of Wang Baobao's eyes, those cavalry jumped off their horses.

They don't belong to this world.

When the outsider stood in front of Wang Baobao, such a thought flashed through his heart.

It was a group of excessively tall war machines, with unusually pale skin, and a face that was neither human nor demonic, and in Wang Baobao's eyes, all of them looked the same. Their movements were as uniform as machines, and there was no difference in the speed of the long knife as it slashed through it.

Wang Baobao smiled.

When he stood here, it meant that he had given up control of the army and his role as the commander. Now, everyone is a warrior, and victory or defeat is no longer in anyone's hands, everyone only knows one thing - the winner lives, and the loser dies.

The shouts drowned out all sounds, blood and blades grabbed the view, and now, no one could see what was happening on the battlefield.

Except for Bingchen.

He sat on his horse, watching his warriors fight the defenders, watching his own side gain the upper hand on the staggered front, and he was almost on the verge of victory.

The outer walls of the battalion simply could not stop them, this was the last battle, and now, everything was coming to an end.

This is a well-deserved victory, and of course, the enemy is worthy of admiration, they have caused enough trouble for Bingchen.

It's a pity that the Fallen Heaven Gate chose Bingchen and chose his invincible cavalry, which is the final verdict of the power that controls everything in the dark against the irresistible fate.

Bingchen didn't do anything.

He didn't have to do anything, there were already fighters rushing under the walls, and the battle was over.

The terrifying roar echoed in Wang Baobao's ears, and the roar that was enough to pass through the chaotic battlefield was the sound of the demon clan turning on the burning blood, which continued on the battlefield.

The skyrocketing flames spread across the battlefield, like a fire that burned everything, but it did not stop the attackers.

Finally, the last line of defense was breached.

The last of the formations under the outer walls lost the strength to resist, and the demon army was very tenacious, but after losing most of its warriors, it finally collapsed.

The unusually tall group of warriors began to build a ladder, which was the easiest method and often the most effective on the battlefield.

"The boss can't die here!"

Xiang Wu had already arrived, but it was too late.

Wang Baobao stood in front of the commander's flag at the front of the line, looked at the enemy troops surrounding in front of him, and turned around unwillingly.

He hasn't turned on the burning blood yet, and he hasn't done his best to accept defeat, which is a shame for the demons.

"Let's go!"

"There is no way back!"

Xiang Wu knew better than Wang Baobao the consequences of the coach retreating and the rout of the front, but he knew that Wang Baobao could not die here.

Wang Baobao is the absolute core of this army, he is the only demon who is willing to accept it, and at the same time can understand Xiang Wu's plan, this rout may end the war, but that should not be within the scope of a qualified soldier's thinking.

If the rout is not followed by a complete defeat, then only Wang Baobao can complete Xiang Wu's plan and move towards the final victory.

"You have to survive. ”

Xiang Wu's tone suddenly calmed down.

Wang Baobao turned to look at him in surprise, and then he saw the army behind Xiang Wu.

"Reinforcements have arrived. ”

"Faster than I thought. ”

Wang Baobao turned around.

"Tell everyone that reinforcements have arrived!"

The sound of shouting spread around the handsome banner.

Bingchen laughed as he listened to the excitement in the unexplained shout.

Even if they are desperate, they still don't have much determination in their roars, and even show fatigue because of it, if the reinforcements are not strong enough, or even move slowly, the good news will bring bad effects.

The reinforcements simply did not have the strength to turn the tide of the battle, they were most likely under-manned, and had just gone through a rapid march and needed to rest.

"Glory!"

Bingchen shouted, his voice cold, without a trace of fluctuation, spreading through the cavalry.

It is the glory of a soldier to defeat such a stubborn enemy, and because of this, he does not allow victory to leave his hands, he does not allow defeat.

Wang Baobao and Xiang Wu quickly felt the enemy's determination, they didn't know what the other party was shouting, but they could understand the cold will, and after this shout, the reinforcements could not turn the situation around.

They rushed to march all night after seeing the wolf smoke, but they did not expect that when they arrived at the main camp, it would be the last moment before the end of the war, and neither physical strength nor morale could fight the attackers.

And the defenders who had been fighting under the outer wall with the intention of death also completely lost the strength to resist after a short relaxation, they were already defeated, and now they just accepted the reality.

Wang Baobao looked at everything, he sighed in his heart, but found that he no longer had the urge to start burning blood.

"You've done your best, but alas, it's still a little bit close. ”

"No, do you hear the sound of horses' hooves?"