While the formation of Boghall soldiers and the large number of Aztec warriors who completely surrounded them were in full swing, a group of knights wearing black full-body plate armor crouched quietly in the tall grass some distance from the battle site, and even beside them lay black war horses in their own horse armor, quiet like sculptures.

Through the deep soul connection, even if he was some distance away from the place of battle, Feng Longde could clearly "see clearly" The current situation: Although the Burghall riflemen used up all their ammunition and caused more than 6,000 Aztec casualties due to the temporary terrain of Caroline's magic, these Aztec warriors were definitely different from those of their own people who were terrified after encountering white colonists and firearms for the first time in real history, and judging from the fact that they were now fighting around the phalanx of the Burghall troops and did not collapse and began to gain the upper hand, if there is no factor to resolve the current stalemate, it is very likely that the Burghall troops who entered the battlefield for the first time were exhausted by the superior Aztec warriors。

Feng Longde also heard Zhu Henghong tell about the "night of sorrow" in history during the combat meeting: the specific process is known to those who know a little bit about world history, but not many people know that the Aztecs, who used inferior weapons by the invaders, suffered only about three times as many casualties in this incident as the Spanish colonists and their allies, the Tlaxcalas. Even with the deep gap between the times, the Aztecs were able to defeat the place where the weapons and equipment were overwhelmingly superior at a certain cost, and von Longde did not think that they would have no chance of defeating their own Boghall forces.

Seeing the progress of these 4,000 or so Aztec warriors and attacking in batches, Feng Longde knew that if he didn't act again, these energetic Aztec warriors would be able to exhaust their Germanic recruits in a while, and then all of them would run away as sacrifices to Quetzalcoatl and the Sun God.

"All mounted!Cone Formation!" Feng Longde took the lead in standing up after making up his mind, and then gave an order to the souls of all the Guard Knights within the Soul Link. "Yalman, you are the same there!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

All the knights of the guard stood up straight from the grass that was half a man high, and the undead horses with their horse plate armor also stood up with a snort, and as they stood up, the knights of the guard took advantage of the opportunity of just the right height to straddle one leg at a time, and when the undead horses were standing, they also completed the movement of getting on their horses.

Firmly fasten it to your left arm with a few buckles inside the steel iris shield. After putting the belts on the upper and lower sides of the steel iris shield on his body to ensure that it would not be taken off due to external forces, Feng Longde held the reins tightly with his left hand, and the steel super-long riding spear with his right hand, and rode to the front of the cone formation with his legs between his legs.

Previously, when the Boghall troops were busy lining up before the battle, von Longde and Yarman each led half of the guards knights to lie in ambush on the left and right sides of the Boghall troops two hundred meters away from the Boghall troops, and when the Boghall riflemen ran out of ammunition and retreated, they did not charge, but continued to lurk under the command of von Lund and Yarman, and silently observed the location and individual characteristics of the commanders and priests mixed in this large group of Aztec warriors.

After the Soul Nexus shared the characteristics and positions of all the current commanders and priests among the Aztec warriors, the knights of the Guards on either side began to form a team under the leadership of Von Longde and Yarman, respectively. And one of the knights of each of the two teams took out the horn from the bag he was carrying on his horse's back under Feng Longde's order, and then blew it vigorously.

The muffled sound of the horn echoed throughout the battlefield, and both sides, whether they were brave Aztec warriors or Boghall soldiers who were defending the line, looked in the direction of the horn sound.

Feng Longde, who was commanding the entire team of guard knights around him in the soul connection, heard the sound of the horn coming from behind him and from the other side, and couldn't help but stop talking in the soul connection for a while, and began to enjoy the low horn sound: this is the sound from the ancient battlefield, Feng Longde couldn't help but think of the twilight of the gods in Norse mythology. It is as if you look up and feel the Valkyries coming at the call of the trumpet, and the army of Valkyries that are all brave warriors pouring out of Valhalla.

"Oh ahh All the Boghall soldiers cheered: to be honest, even with the blessing of Caroline's spiritual magic, many Boghall soldiers had begun to lose their breath after such a long and high-intensity battle, and Feng Longde told Caroline through soul contact not to meddle in this battle except to release a few unobtrusive buffs if necessary, so many Boghall soldiers fought hard and did not have a good impression of this guy who was sitting cross-legged in the safest position of the phalanx unharmed, but now after hearing the sound of the horn and seeing his knight not far away preparing to join the battleThe morale of all the Boghall soldiers didn't need Caroline's occasional spiritual magic. It was already an instant explosion - these Boghall soldiers were usually trained by the Guards Knights in formation training and abused by the Guards Knights as instructors in combat skills training, and they knew very well how powerful these guys who roamed freely in Teutonic Gothic plate armor all day long.

While the morale of the Boghall soldiers was boosted and they continued to fight to the death with the Aztec warriors, the two teams of guards knights led by von Longde and Yarman each completed the entire cone formation, ready to charge at any time.

But before that, Feng Longde was surprised to find out. All the knights of the guard except him were silently chanting something, what seemed to be a prayer or something.

"What are you whispering to Yarman?" von Rond asked Yarman through the Soul Connection, and he quickly received a reply: "Your Majesty, this is the pre-battle prayer of the Teutonic Knights of the Teutonic Empire, you should know very well, and in the long life that we Guard Knights were once knights of the Teutonic Empire, we have been deeply engraved in the deepest part of our souls. ”

"Pre-war prayer?" Feng Longde carefully searched through the large pile of memory messages in his soul. I found the relevant information, "I see, that's what you're talking about, okay, I'll read it with you." ”

Regaining his grip on the reins in his left hand and the steel maxi rifle in his right hand, Von Longde and all the knights of the Guards began to chant the pre-battle prayers of the Teutonic Knights during the Teutonic Empire, so loud that the Aztec warriors and Boghall soldiers who were fighting fiercely could hear them clearly.

"In the light of the glory of kings.

The Black Iron Cross is cold and majestic.

We swore that we would fight valiantly,

Even in the face of the heretical army, the sword is clear.

We will surely ride our horses and carry our swords, and we will not move forward.

The trumpet has sounded, the battle cry has sounded,

In the blink of an eye, the faces of his wife and children appeared,

The oath of canonization ripples in the ears:

The strong enemy is not afraid.

Decisive and chivalrous, worthy of the king.

Loyal to reason. rather die than submit

It is our duty to protect our people.

If my soul returns to Valhalla,

Then please inform my wife and children,

At that moment, I fought bloodily.

The fishy wind blows in the ears, and the sword mountain and the sea of fire in front of you are heard,

We are like a tsunami, and the spirit and the flesh are unstoppable.

At this moment, my heart is crying.

In a trance, I only heard the sentence in the majestic horn:

Teutonic Knights!

When the last sentence is read, it is not Yarman and other former Teutonic chivalrous knights. It was still Feng Longde, who had only been in his early years since he got the position of Immortal King, and his blood was boiling at this moment: for the knights of the Guards who had been black knights for many years, even if the blood in their bodies was already a decorative liquid and would not have a physiological reaction, the fluctuations of the fierce shocks in their souls were enough to show that they were already high-spirited.

Feng Longde looked back at these guard knights, and couldn't help grinning, but he couldn't see it because of the obscuration of the demon's ring-winged barrel helmet.

Look at these over-heath-clad knights with a pitch-black glow of armor. Looking at the rows of snorting fierce undead war horses behind him, Feng Longde felt that what was flowing in his body was not bright red blood, but pale yellow gasoline, and it only took a little spark to completely ignite these liquids that had already begun to tumble.

When was the last time he had such a similar feeling? it seemed that all the members of the Iron Blood Society gathered to fight in order to help a buddy in the community deal with the provocation of an arrogant guy, and Feng Longde had similar feelings at that time; What Feng Longde saw in front of him now made him even more excited than he was then.

"Is this what a real man is looking forward to?" After muttering a question to himself, Feng Longde raised the steel extra-long riding spear in his hand and shouted, "Forward!"

"Hiss, hiss!" The earth began to tremble again as the undead horses stirred their heavy hooves as the knights of the guards roared, "Teutonic knights!"

"Forward!Forward!!!!

"Ah!!h

Accompanied by the cheers of these Boghall soldiers, Feng Longde felt that the scene in front of him was slowly slowing down: the horsehair that drifted in the wind with the high-speed gallop speed of the undead warhorses, the steel super-long cavalry spears of the guards knights pointed high into the sky, and the joy on the faces of the Boghall soldiers in the distance who could not hide their faces when they saw himself and others, these Boghall soldiers were all cheering for the Teutonic heavy knights, the representatives of the most high-end armed forces of an era, and cheering for the trembling sound of the earth trembling with fear

These bursts of cheers accompanied by the advance of the guards knights made Feng Longde's blood boil, and the gallop of the immortal war horse made the smell of blood wafting in the air come to his face, and only when he was really in this kind of place could he experience this feeling.

In millions of years and nearly tens of millions of years of evolution, the body of male human beings has the blood of professional battle, and the blood in Feng Longde's body is accompanied by the sound of a low horn, accompanied by the riding spear that stands straight to the sky, is completely awakened from the depths of the soul.

In the process of moving forward, Feng Longde suddenly had an illusion: his life for more than 17 years since he was born was like a long-term dream that he had not woken up, and now with the call of the horn and the sound of horses' hooves, he seemed to have suddenly woken up from the dream and returned to the real life that should have belonged to him.

The battlefield is so eager to kill, it is full of iron and blood, it is full of glory and opportunity, and this is the world of blood that a real man's soul looks forward to the most.

Feng Longde flattened the steel super-long riding spear in his hand, clamped its rear end with his armpit, and stuck it in the position of the gun on the cuirass to ensure balance and stability, and then pointed the head of the gun forward: "Charge!!"

At this moment, Feng Longde's soul had lost the function of thinking, and instinctively commanded his body fear by the blood in the man's body that longed to fight? Any intelligent creature would no longer have fear in this state, only madness, the madness of longing to fight to the death.

"The glory of this life!!" After letting out a roar in unison, the charging guard knights slowly lowered their raised steel extra-long cavalry spears with the undulating ups and downs of the undead warhorses, and the head of the flat spear flashed with a chilling cold light, shouting this war cry, which had been popular among the Teutonic Knights since the time of the Duchy of Harun, began to charge at the fastest speed of the undead warhorses.

Two torrents of black and white steel began to move slowly, one left and one right, charging towards the Aztec warriors. During the charge, several guard knights behind Feng Longde sped up and followed, protecting Feng Longde's surroundings.

This is the Teutonic Knight, this is the Teutonic Knight who swore with his soul that he would use everything he has to protect the glory of the immortal king, which made Feng Longde's soul can't help but feel an inexplicable touch.

The enemy in front of him was getting closer and closer, and Feng Longde could even see the air flow exhaled by the Aztec Eagle Warrior who was the first to bear the brunt of the opposite side due to nervousness, and at that moment, Feng Longde found that his ears seemed to be unable to hear any sound, and everything he saw suddenly became extremely slow, as if it had been slowed down.

After a brief pause in the surrounding sounds, Von Longde and Yarman led two teams of knights of the Guards to ride their guns into the dense crowd of Aztec warriors, setting off a bloody storm. (To be continued......)