The knights of the Snow Fox skilfully bypassed the cobwebs in front of them, overtook the infantry, and began to chase with all their might.

Rogge and the others ran for their lives, galloped out of one or twenty miles, and when they looked back, the snow fox had already chased a lot closer in the smoke and dust. The aristocratic scum was so frightened that they turned their horses' heads and fled diagonally towards the Demon Forest ten miles away.

Hart chased unhurriedly, and with the riding skills of the Snow Fox Brigade, he could have caught up with those rabbles a long time ago. However, he has been suppressed for nearly a year, and he does not take this small army that is obviously a lure to the enemy in his eyes. He is known as "Butcher Hart"! Every ten miles after him, a snow fox knight would turn around to guide the infantry team, and about two miles ahead, a group of five highly skilled knights would hang Rogge and the others tightly.

Hart loved the feeling of the strong wind blowing in the gallop, and his blood slowly boiled under the gallop, and the nameless flames kept burning his nerves. It was already blood-red as far as he could see, and Hart seemed to see the fleeing clowns already on the tip of his spear! Blood was running down the barrel and dripping into his mouth. "Damn, I'm so thirsty!!" Hart cursed.

Rogge and the others fled to the side of the Demon Forest, slowed down, and suddenly turned back with Kate's order. The five snow fox knights half a mile away behind them flexibly pulled up their horses' heads, and the five war horses stood up at the same time, and then turned around and widened the distance. In terms of riding alone, it is much stronger than Rogge and others.

In the blink of an eye, Hart had caught up and slowed down outside the Rich. Another snow fox cavalry galloped back, ready to contact the infantry team. Suddenly, there was a loud "woo" in the forest, and an arrow shot like lightning, and the autobiographer passed through his chest, with a rain of blood, and flew dozens of meters away before he was diagonally inserted on the ground.

This sudden arrow immediately shocked everyone. Then, with a sonorous sound, more than a hundred cavalry came out of the Demon Domain Forest and surrounded Hart's back road.

In the depths of the forest, Fez's staff hit the dead pig-like Lance on the head with a hard cane, and roared in a low voice: "You have this arrow, why don't you keep the shooting magician? If Lao Tzu can't fight the magician for a while, use you as a shield!!" At this moment, Lens is really worse than a waste.

Hart looked coldly at the knights who surrounded him, and his pupils shrank when he saw Etter and the fifty lancers behind him. As for the axe-lancers, he didn't even look at them. Hart looked back at Rogge in front of him, and the people who were swept by his gaze subconsciously lowered their heads and avoided it.

Hart looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, and raised his spear high, pointing at Etter! A hundred snow fox cavalry turned around with a bang, and thunderous hooves rang out, and they naturally formed a sharp arrow attack formation as they marched. As the speed increased, the mounted spear raised in high was slowly flattened, like a forest being cut down, pointing at the "Dragon and Beauty" mercenaries in front.

It was as if a bucket of snow water had been poured over his head, and his whole body became cold. Originally thinking that Hart and the others would attack the side with obviously weak troops, they just took advantage of the situation to introduce the Snow Fox cavalry into the ambush in the Demon Forest. Unexpectedly, Hart instead faced the side of Etter, who was comparable in strength. (In the eyes of Rogge and others, the strength of the team is basically equal to the number of people in the team.) Without much thought, Rog immediately chanted a spell and quickly added a magic shield and acceleration to himself, as well as a magic scroll to Kate and Franco.

Etter quickly calmed down from the shock, and he knew that there was only one way to escape at this moment, and it was difficult to say whether he would win or lose if he hedged. He raised his two-handed greatsword, blessed himself with an acceleration technique, roared wildly, and led his knights to launch a frenzied attack.

The two iron streams suddenly collided together, and in an instant, people turned on their backs. Hart's roar in the crowd rang out like thunder. With each roar, a faint fighting spirit flashed, and at the same time, a knight was picked off his horse.

Etter swung his sword and slashed down the two Snow Fox cavalrymen, slashing his back in the confusion, but the armor produced by the Hammer of the God of War caused the sword to collapse. However, this powerful sword also made his eyes dark. He took a breath a little, and suddenly saw the demon god-like Hart rushing towards him, and the faint flashing fighting spirit shook the tip of Hart's gun slightly, and the blood continued to shoot in all directions, and the tip of the gun was like the finger of death, locking his heart. When Etter was desperate, he struggled to raise his fighting spirit, roared wildly, and rode his horse to meet him. The greatsword arced in the air and slashed at the spear.

Hart's eyes had turned blood-red, and a low growl rolled in his throat. Etter's all-out sword only deflected his rifle slightly, still stabbing on his thigh. "Squeak!!" a gut-wrenching sound rang out, and Hart shot just over three inches into it. Hart was stunned, he could easily pierce the whole body armor of a standard knight with a single shot. It seems that this kid's Kaijia is really not bad, but this alone can't stop him. Hart shouted again, and his fighting spirit exploded, and a cloud of blood mist immediately exploded from the place where Etter was shot. Hart rode his spear again, picking up Etter's whole body and throwing him backwards.

In the blink of an eye, Hart led the team to penetrate Eter's formation and inflict heavy losses on Eter. When the Snow Fox cavalry formation turned around, Rogge and the others had already arrived and joined forces with the remaining cavalry.

In just one impact, the "Dragon and Beauty" mercenary group killed and injured more than 40 knights, while Snow Fox only fell ten. Now "Dragons and Beauty" no longer has any advantage in numbers.

Hart put the bloodied riding gun to his mouth, licked the blood on it, and bit off a piece of minced meat on the gun, chewing it incessantly, blood flowing down the corner of his mouth. Hart's face became even more hideous, and the riding spear was slowly raised again.

With a snort, a fireball flew out of the forest and swooped down on Hart's cavalry. A cavalry-like man in the formation also sent out a hurried spell and sent out a fireball to meet it. The two fireballs collided in the air, and with a bang, the area within a radius of ten meters turned into a scorched earth. The Snow Fox Mage took five cavalry as escorts and broke away from the group and rushed towards the forest. On the way, the two mages fought two more fireballs.

Hart didn't bother with the battle between the mages. With the forward pointing of the cavalry spear, Hart led the cavalry formation, with a murderous aura, and rushed towards the "Dragon and Beauty" mercenary group again. Kate roared: "There is still a way to live! There is only one way to die if you turn around! Brothers, follow me!!" Roared and rushed out, followed by the knights of the Duke of Winnington's personal guard, followed by the mercenaries recruited by "Dragons and Beauties". Hundreds of half-hearted cavalrymen rushed to the opponent in order to survive.

It's another bloody flight.

Hart screamed with excitement at every pore, and the spear in his hand flickered and contracted like a viper, constantly grinding the flesh of his opponent and stripping life from his shell. His ferocious shot stabbed into the throat of an axe-gunner, and with such force that the lance came out of his neck in its arms, and the poor knight's neck was bleeding, leaving only a thin layer of flesh on his skull.

Hart suddenly felt a light pressure, and it turned out that he had already rushed through the opponent's formation.

He turned his horse back and gathered his formation. But he saw Rogge and the others fleeing for their lives in the Demon Forest with the remaining sixty or so remnants. Hart couldn't help but admire the opponent's quick decision, and in this fight, Snow Fox fell more than ten people. If Rogge had chosen to turn around and run away at that time, he would have been chased by the snowfox with superb riding skills, and at that time, except for a few skilled knights, the rest of the people would not have escaped the end of the entire army.

Hart stared at the fleeing "Dragons and Beauty" mercenaries, for a long time, waved his spear, and shouted: "Chase!" In the neighing sound of horses, more than eighty snow fox cavalry chased down.

Rog leaned on his horse and galloped through the Demon Forest, his mind almost blank, and the oncoming branches kept pumping heavily on his head and body. He didn't seem to feel anything, but subconsciously recognized the magic signs in the distance, and led the rout behind him to flee to the predetermined ambush location.

The operation was a mess from the start!

Initially, the intelligence was insufficient, and the encirclement tactics were ridiculously naïve. The self-righteous combat power of "The Dragon and the Beauty" has all turned into a farce in front of the old spicy and tough snow fox. The snow fox took the lives of nearly 100 people in two attacks, luring the enemy into a complete rout. The other party's silver-armored knight (Rogge and the others didn't know Hart's name and information at all) demon-like killing methods, the blood dripping from the corners of his mouth when chewing the flesh of the warriors on the other side, and the blood mist that burst out when the cavalry spear pierced into the human body, flashed in Rogge's mind like lightning from time to time. Every time a bloody picture was crossed, it was accompanied by countless thunderbolts and thunderbolts, which shook Rogge for a while.

The surrounding scenery seems to be a flat landscape painting, and nothing else can be heard except for the buzzing sound in the ears. Rog subconsciously ran in a certain direction, completely unaware of why he was running there or what he was running to do.

Elsewhere in the Demon Forest, the battle between Faith and the Snow Fox Mage was nearing its end. The forest had been blasted out of a flat ground by the magic of the two, and both sides had used up their magic. Behind the Snow Fox Mage, there are several knights' corpses, which is the masterpiece of a chain of lightning in Fez. The Snow Fox Mage's mana power was too much to consume, and now he could only barely support the shield, and his whole body was trembling slightly. He was very depressed, obviously his level was at least two levels higher than Fez, but his opponent relied on a good outfit to fight with him, and he also reimbursed five knights. But the good thing is that Fez's magic has also run out.

The snow fox mage "hahaha" looked up to the sky and laughed three times, took out a scroll of fireball magic from the bottom of his pocket, dusted off the dust on his body, shook his spirit, posed, and chanted the activation spell loudly, which was called a subdued and sonorous force.

As soon as two syllables were sung, the rest of the syllables stopped abruptly. The Snow Fox Mage watched in amazement as the Faith amulet flashed, and the magic absorption shield that was enough to completely defend against the fireball spell was enveloped around his body. Then he took out a large bundle of colorful magic scrolls from his pocket and picked them up.

"Ah......h

The fat man who was stupid only knew that he was running wildly, and suddenly his vest was hit hard, and he felt dizzy and fell off the horse. The fat man only came to his senses at this time, and struggled to push away the object on his body, but it was the corpse of a "Dragon and Beauty" mercenary, his eyes were wide open, and he was completely lifeless, and there was a big hole in his chest with a thick bowl, and the blood had drenched Rogge's body in a moment. Rogge hurriedly pushed the corpse away, looked up, and couldn't help but be stunned, a snow fox cavalryman with a full beard and a hideous face was staring at him with a sneer.

The fat man is stiff all over.

The Snow Fox Cavalry laughed wildly, raised his spear, drew an arc, and stabbed Rog in the chest. Rog opened his mouth wide, desperately trying to scream, but he couldn't make a sound. The spear grew slower and slower in his eyes, and he could see the gleaming edge of the tip of the spear, the beads of blood flying around, the shredded flesh on the gun's body, and even a small piece of white intestines.

Rogge remained immobile.

Fear pounds the nerves like a tide of rage, and every tiniest nerve is straining, cracking, and breaking!

The Snow Fox Knight's hideous face expanded infinitely in front of Rogge's eyes!

The embankment broke.

"I'm not going to die!! "The hysterical roar finally erupted!

The knight's horse rose to its feet. As if he had been hit hard, the Snow Fox Knight spurted out thin blood threads and planted his horse. With a stunned look on his face, he staggered to his feet. But he didn't notice a black mist drifting behind him, and a skeleton loomed in the fog. The long-handled scythe in his hand was raised high, and the cold light flashed!

The knight was stabbed in two.

Another rain of blood poured down on the head. Rogge sat on the ground, letting the blood trickle down his face.

One after another snow fox knights emerged from the forest.

Kate, who had been fading away, looked back to catch a glimpse of Rogge sitting on the ground, silently turning his horse's head to intercept the Snow Fox Cavalry. One after another, the knights of the "Dragon and the Beauty" followed. The forest is another vicious battle that forgets to die!

Rogge suddenly burst into laughter, and in an instant the laughter had turned into a cry. He picked up his tomahawk and slashed wildly at the corpse of the Snow Fox Knight. Suddenly, he raised his head and stared at the battlefield in front of him, his eyes blood-red and his face distorted like a beast.

Rog jerked up and pounced on the nearest snow fox knight, and the horse stood in shock. A flash of black gas flashed, and Rogge split the horse's belly with an axe, and the knight was thrown off the horse. Fengyue followed silently, the cold light of the sickle flashed, and it was another knife or two.

Rogge, who was already covered in dark red, was like a ghost, surrounded by a black gas, and one after another snow fox knights were cut off from their horses, and the wind and moon followed him like a shadow, whether it was a person or a horse, it was a knife or two.

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