While Vincent and the Skava were discussing this amazing and incomprehensible creature, Sadaka hurried over.

"My lord, the Scout team has been attacked and caught in an ambush."

Vincent didn't answer anything, instead stood up and walked towards his nightmare.

It was Ninia who went to the front to reconnoitre, she only brought fifty skeleton soldiers and a small number of monsters, and scouted around the road like a walk, in her own words, she was more familiar with the situation near her hometown, and there was no problem.

It's really a worry-free little girl.

The worry is true, but Vincent is not helpless.

Ninia Wald is not a weak young lady, but a charlatan who has been an adventurer and mercenary, and her combat ability may not be as strong as that of a godlike like Sadaka, but it is still enough to deal with a little thief.

In addition, this little girl has excellent stealth skills, and if she sees that the situation is not good, she should be able to stand alone, even if she can't run back, she shouldn't be caught easily.

Taking a step back, if she really encountered a troublesome situation where she couldn't be defeated and didn't have time to escape, she had also given her a protective weapon and a teleportation scroll to get out, and she should still be able to break the fortune and avoid disasters.

Even so, I was fully prepared, but why was I still so restless?

"How long has it been since this happened?"

"According to the path of the demon dog, it shouldn't be long."

"It seems that the enemy can no longer endure it, and even the patience to wait for me in the village is gone." Vincent got into the Nightmare Beast and said to Sadaka, "You and I will take the troops."

Looking at the skeletal soldiers who slowly began to line up in the form of marches, Vincent was truly aware of the hidden danger of a lack of mobile forces for the first time.

"Your lord, you don't need to rush to go." Eager to show himself, Shiv grabbed the reins of his horse and advised Vincent, who was gloomy, "Even if this black beast is fast enough, you don't have enough soldiers to keep up."

"What do you mean?" Vincent calmed down and asked, "Is there a better way?"

"The skeletons are too slow, and even if they can catch up, they can't catch them." Schiff said earnestly, glancing at the bishop's camp again, "Since the cavalry of the Church is here, let's borrow their troops...... I don't think the Bishop would mind."

"The cavalry will set off first to relieve the siege, and you will lead the troops forward behind, so that it is safe and secure."

What a great idea! Vincent's face was overjoyed, and he hurried to negotiate with the bishop.

Because at yesterday's funeral, Vincent showed enough conditions to impress the bishop, and now it is not too much of a problem to persuade Bishop Bellman to borrow troops.

The Bishop, who was considering how to get a larger share of the lord's hands, made a decision to let the 100 cavalry of the Knights of the Cathar be under the command of Vincent and go to crusade against the evil enemies who attacked the lord.

The opportunity to send charcoal in the snow is here, this is not a cavalry, this is the share capital of their own cooperation!

In addition, except for a group of harpy banshees who are fast but cannot be used for frontal combat, Vincent's subordinates do not have any fast mobile troops, and the credit for eliminating the cultists this time is destined to belong to the knights of the church, and it is impossible for them to be snatched away by the demons. ….

Always let the monsters act as the backbone of the fight against the cult and defend the true faith, and the bishop himself feels embarrassed.

"This is Captain Malras, a warrior apologetic who has fought in war and is loyal to the gods, and he is up to command."

The Bishop introduced Vincent to a middle-aged warrior who had just put on his armor and had not yet fully put on his armor.

"I'm borrowing soldiers, not commanders." Vincent nodded to Malras, then said unceremoniously, "I also have a cavalry commander on my side, and I would like him to take command of this operation."

As he spoke, he pushed Schiff, who was full of excitement, forward.

"Although my friend is still very young, only twenty-five years old, he has been in cavalry combat since he was ten years old, and he has experience in commanding battles."

In this way, although the well-known bishop Bellman was silent, the centurion Marras's face

The color is not very good-looking.

Originally, he was reluctant to rescue the demons, and now he had to send a strange-looking Skava to be the commander, which was a bit too much of a sight.

As a cavalry commander with status, qualifications, and experience, Marras was also a minor lord of the church, and he didn't want to

I can't get along with my bishop's friends, but I don't say anything to let Xian, which really hurts my self-esteem.

"My lord, these are all troops under my command, and it may not be a good idea to let someone else take command." The centurion actually spoke very implicitly, "If you insist, let him be a deputy, it's not impossible."

"In that case, why don't you become a deputy?" Vincent didn't give him face, but mocked, "Look at this warrior, he is ready for battle from morning to night, including sleep, and you need a meal just to put on your armor, I think you should learn from the Scava cavalry."

When the knight lord is not fighting, he still has to live gracefully, why do he have to be as vigilant as a barbarian?

"Fighting is not faster than anyone getting dressed, lord, you insult another knight!" Marlas's face flushed, his hand grasping the hilt of his sword and letting it go, "If it were in normal times, I would have asked for a duel to get you to retract this irresponsible word."

Bishop Bellman saw that the situation was not right, and immediately walked to the middle, so that the two of them could calm down for a while.

"Duels can do nothing but waste time and life." Vincent said uncompromisingly, "Since it is a cavalry, it is better to have a race, and it is better to race than a horse, so why don't you take fifty cavalry and see who can defeat the enemy first and rescue my men?"

"That's a good idea." The bishop didn't want things to get worse, so he quickly slapped the board before Malras, "Let the warriors of the church split up, half with you and half with this Skava warrior, and divide their forces to surround the enemy."

Seeing Vincent's insistence on giving himself a chance to perform, Schiff was naturally very grateful.

Not to mention the lofty ideal of becoming the head of the Knights, he has been in Herod for several years, and he has not even been able to find a chance to command the cavalry.

Although fifty cavalry can't compare with the thousands of troops in his hometown, it is still an army that is enough to make the rangers proud. ….

So, at Vincent's insistence and the bishop's conciliation, the hundred cavalry were divided into two teams and, led by the two commanders, set out separately.

Among them, Schiff's troops did not wear armor, but only attacked lightly with weapons.

"Can this Skava do it?" The bishop asked Vincent, a little uneasy, "I didn't even have many arrows."

"But everyone looks happy." Vincent replied, "Look at what he said to everyone before he left, 'Listen to my command, and give everyone the bounty in full, and it will make you happy.'"

"It is their vocation to serve the righteous cause of the gods, and it is really a barbarian to tempt with money."

"Sacrifice his life and wealth, so Herodes can't stop the harassment of the barbarian cavalry......

If strictly by the standards of the Scavua, the cavalry of Herod was not qualified enough to be called cavalry in the true sense of the word, but only infantry on horseback and maneuver.

Those who can ride horses are all noble lords, and they use the taxes in their fiefdoms to raise good horses, so that they can be more majestic and less labor-saving when fighting.

If he had more wealth, he would feed a group of horseback henchmen as cavalrymen and accompany him in the game of horse fighting.

Neither the mastery of horsemanship nor the understanding of the way to fight on horseback, the Herodians could not be called in-depth.

However, the country's relatively sophisticated city-building skills gave them another method of warfare that they considered effective.

If you can make the other party know the difficulties and retreat, why do you need to kill you in the field?

However, Mr. Malras did not think so, he was convinced of his command and courage, and believed that as a guardian of the faith, luck was on his side.

According to Lord Vincent, the team that went out to reconnoiter and patrol this time consisted of only a few dozen skeletons and a female knight, and the safety of the skeletons was insignificant.

The female knight had to be rescued alive.

There was no need to introduce her, but Ninia Wald's name was a household name in the Silver Dragon Castle, and the young men in the cavalry had heard of her name and deeds, and they all swore to save the rose of the Silver Dragon Castle from the cultists.

What hopelessly silly boys, what's there to be excited about the demon lord's lover?

On the main road, the cavalry looked up at the sky from time to time, followed the trajectory of the Harpy, and ran towards the target with unerring accuracy.

The foolish Skava people prefer to play against the veteran and take the other half of the people around the field, which is more time-consuming than walking straight on the main road.

Marlas rode up a hill and looked into the distance.

Sure enough, about three miles ahead, a large group of soldiers were attacking in a circle formed by skeletons.

Presumably because the skeletons were all dressed in iron armor, it was not so easy for attackers who were more than four times as numerous to succeed.

However, the numerical advantage is an undoubted advantage, and if the time drags on, these dozens of skeletons will definitely not be able to withstand it.

Seeing the situation clearly, Malras carefully observed the surrounding terrain again, and confirmed that the terrain ahead was not very undulating and suitable for a cavalry sprint, he drew his saber, pointed his long sword at the encirclement, and shouted to his subordinates.

"Warriors of Silver Dragon Castle, the time has come to protect the righteous faith and slay the demons! Rescue that young lady, and the rest will be life or death!" ….

A frenzied call was heard around him.

The horse team began to change formation, and the formation was arranged from a column to a horizontal column, with more than twenty horses in one column.

Next, the neat queue slowly moved, and Marras personally led the team to the front, and the people behind him slowed down their horses, so that the queue took on an inverted "V" shape.

After hearing the commander's command to "march", the knights, although excited, maintained discipline and kept the formation aligned, with each horse's hooves maintaining a separate rise and fall.

The trained horses took a graceful and restrained step, moving slowly with slow steps, leaving the field behind without any confusion.

The uncultivated meadows, all sturdy flat, full of wild flowers, filled with the fragrance of flowers and plants, became a mess under the horses' hooves.

This was the power of training and tradition, and Marras was so pleased that when the time came, he changed his command and ordered the queue to "speed up."

The young knights skillfully steered their seated horses, and let the beautiful tall horses land on both feet at the same time, and all the horses increased their speed almost at the same time, and quickly approached their targets.

Everything seemed to be going very well, and he had already charged, and the undrafted Skava didn't know where to go.

In the face of the sound of iron hooves in the distance, the besieging enemy also seemed to be aware that the ground was trembling, and the enemy's heart must be trembling, if you don't hurry up and put up a defensive position, then the only way to escape is the best choice.

If you put it in formation, the skeletons inside can just cooperate with the cavalry to play a tactical combination that can barely be regarded as a "hammer anvil".

Perhaps it was too late, and the besiegers did not change their formation, which was exactly what the cavalry wanted.

Ninia, who was surrounded, must have heard the sound of horses' hooves coming like a tidal wave.

She would have been happier if she could confirm whose team it was, but unfortunately the group of skeleton soldiers who fought so hard didn't get excited by this.

Although Vincent did not have a cavalry team, Ninia believed that it could not be the enemy's cavalry, otherwise they would have used it from themselves.

The sound of fifty horses grew louder and louder, and the enemy should clearly hear the alternating and orderly stomping of the horses' hooves, the clashing of weapons and armor, and a rough shout.

However, even so, the encirclement did not change in any way, even as the arm of the long spear was raised high and grew larger and larger on the horizon.

"Kill!" Mallas, who has passed middle age, has a high fighting spirit, as if answering the long-lost battlefield, "for the sake of light and rank......

But

Just as the cavalry was about to easily harvest a wave of enemy troops, and then step their bodies into the mud and fertilize the fields, a terrible turn of events suddenly happened.

The cavalry rushed to the enemy, less than five hundred paces away, when suddenly a powerful tremor appeared under their feet, and the horses neighed in panic as the ground began to cavern beneath their feet, and a deep ditch opened like a giant mouth.

At that moment, it was absolutely unexpected, but it was heartbreaking.

The abrupt crack turned into a rift, which appeared when everyone was caught off guard, hanging straight under the horse's hooves, and quickly cracked between the two walls, reaching a depth of more than two meters, and a width that exceeded the length of the horse.

The first platoon of cavalry, including the venerable commander, were all hit, some of the horses fell off guard, and some of them jumped in vain, knowing that they might fail, only to stumble into the pit and fall heavily into it.

There were also some horsemen who were bold, such as Malras, who stood up in time and pulled the horse's head up, but unfortunately the thin legs of the horse were not enough to support this huge strength, and he could not settle in front of him, so that he and the horse fell backwards, sat on the horse's rump, and fell to the ground.

The rear platoon of cavalry was not far from them, and they did not have time to stop all in the face of the tragedy, and the column behind used all their strength to deal with the enemy on their comrades, pushing down those who did not fall in front.

"God, God, how is this going on?" Malras desperately dodged the horse's legs, watched the knights on the left and right fall into the pit in embarrassment, and shouted to the sky in despair, "Children, it's magic, retreat, it's earth magic!"

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