Seeing that the Macedonian front army was in chaos, Gould immediately roared, then threw away the spear in his hand, directly drew the scimitar at his waist, and aimed it at the Macedonian soldier in front of him.

Most of these Macedonian soldiers were infantry, and when they were rushed by the cavalry, the formation was already a little chaotic. At this time www.biquge.info the enemy army relied on war horses, constantly consuming the strength of the Macedonians on the periphery, and each cavalry faced two or three Macedonians, and even with their eyes closed, they could cut and kill these soldiers. Naturally, the Macedonian soldiers at the forefront were put under a lot of pressure. However, it was a valley again, and the narrow terrain did not allow the Macedonians to commit more troops.

Many Macedonian soldiers wanted to use their weapons to attack the cavalry's horses after the people at the front fell, but found that under the protection of leather armor, they could not cause effective damage to the horses. Even if there are fierce soldiers who start a frantic counterattack, it also causes casualties among the enemy, but the effect is far inferior to the speed at which the cavalry team kills, and the advantage is obviously still on the side of the cavalry.

It was just a meal, and the number of dead and wounded soldiers probably reached seven or eight hundred, and the corpses at the front were piled up on the ground. The cavalry in the darkness is like a ghost, wantonly reaping the lives of Macedonian soldiers!

Gould was at the forefront of the two armies, and at this moment this fat man's face was hideous, the armor on his body was stained with flesh and blood, and even the scimitar in his hand was almost slippery with blood!

The fat man's face was full of anger, and he roared: "Brothers, the Macedonians are going to be chaotic, all retreat, and charge with Lao Tzu again!" After speaking, he immediately withdrew from the battlefield and took the lead in riding his horse and running towards the mountain!

The cavalry pulled out of the battlefield and followed Gould towards the mountains! Gould had already seen that although the heavy cavalry was powerful, they were too few in number. The Macedonian army of several thousand men is like a thick piece of meat, but they are a non-sharp knife, although it can cause damage, it is difficult to pierce this piece of meat!

Just as Gould had just turned around and withdrawn from the battlefield, he suddenly heard a loud noise behind him! The fat man hurriedly turned around to look, only to see a large cloud of dark green flames rising into the air in the cavalry behind him!

In the blink of an eye, dozens of cavalry in the crowd were engulfed by the flames. This green flame was very strange, as soon as the cavalry touched this flame, they immediately burned up as if they had been poured fire oil! In just a few breaths, dozens of cavalrymen and horses at the back were burned by this flame, and dissipated like ashes!

Gould was suddenly shocked, and quickly ordered the cavalry behind him to follow, and at the same time kicked the horse's belly a few times, and rushed towards the mountain!

"There is a problem with this fire, follow Lao Tzu and quit!"

The fat man anxiously shouted to the cavalry behind him, but he was still a step too late. As soon as he had finished saying this, a huge dark green flame erupted behind him! Suddenly a huge wave of heat rolled in, and the strong impact almost overturned Gould from his horse! He looked back and saw that the place where the cavalry was most dense was instantly engulfed by the flames!

Gould's eyes were red, and he looked behind him angrily, only to see a group of Macedonian soldiers approaching a young man in a circle. The man held a bone staff, his face gloomy and cold, and the green flame emanated from the tip of his bone staff.

Seeing that the Macedonian front army was being killed by Gould's cavalry, Falusi could see at a glance the reality of this cavalry team, but with a strength of two or three hundred people, he dared to chase and kill a Macedonian army more than ten times their size!

Such a provocation made Falusi feel a burst of anger in his heart, and immediately rushed directly to the front of the battle under the protection of his personal guards. As a shaman, he naturally knows what kind of witchcraft can be used to inflict mass damage on the enemy army in such a melee!

This dark green flame is a sinister Macedonian sorcery, and it is not an ordinary flame, but a fire of the dead that can burn people's souls. Any living object suffers a severe pain that burns the soul, and once burned, it is not affected by any physical influence.

Falusi used several witchcraft in a row, forcing Gould's charge to stop, and under the indiscriminate and powerful witchcraft, the place where the two sides fought almost became a vacuum!

"Prepare the whole army, rush forward and kill these filthy ants!"

The cold and gloomy voice of Farusi resounded in the valley, and the Macedonian soldiers saw this, and only then did they stabilize their position. Seeing Falusi's order, these fierce elite soldiers not only did not retreat, but rushed forward one after another. Kakar also reacted at this time, and immediately waved the sword in his hand, organized his own soldiers, and took the lead in charging towards Gould's cavalry.

Gould saw that the cavalry behind him had almost lost nearly a hundred people, and his heart couldn't help but drip blood: these three hundred cavalry were all elites who had followed him for many years, and they had never suffered such serious losses even in the Battle of Sadland, but today they were killed and injured so much by this guy who suddenly appeared, how could they not make him angry?

However, the fat man was obviously still somewhat sane, and he resisted the thought of turning around and fighting them to the death, and led the horse backwards. At this time, hundreds of infantry from the mountains had also reached the valley, and these soldiers each held a torch, which merged into a long stream of flames like flowing water!

The leading general was none other than the fierce general Martin, and the young knight saw Gould retreating in embarrassment at a glance, and immediately understood what was going on. He immediately shouted at Gould, "Uncle Gould, Master Joseph has told you to lead your cavalry back at once! Our reinforcements have arrived, and my father is leading them to gallop here!"

When Gould heard this, although he was a little unwilling, he still glanced at Martin and gritted his teeth and ran up the mountain. Martin saw that he was leading the rest of the cavalry back, so he let out a deep sigh and rushed down the hill with a few hundred soldiers!

The Macedonian soldiers were pursuing Gould's cavalry, but they could not keep up with their speed, and when they saw an army pouring out of front of them, where they still needed the command of the commander, they rushed forward to fight. Both armies are infantry, and when they are in close combat, they are naturally killed!

Martin charged forward, the long sword in his hand was like a poisonous snake, and the gray fighting spirit on the blade of the sword was full of it, and every bit of fighting energy that was shaken out could take the life of a Macedonian soldier!

But in contrast, the garrison was far inferior to these fierce Macedonian soldiers in combat effectiveness, and although the Macedonian army was damaged, it still had several thousand troops, and the garrison suddenly fell into a bitter battle. (To be continued.) )