Instinctively, Kobi rode his horse back and ducked into the rear, then turned back to the horse and roared hoarsely, "Don't panic. Don't retreat, you are the warriors of the Vikings, fight to the death, and move forward 、、、、、、、"

"Pay!!"

"Pay!!"

The sparse echo of echoes sounded in the yak flag array, with the marquis of Wanhu and the patriarch and the village chiefs in front, and the youngest Viking warrior behind. After several charges, the Viking warriors with more than 90,000 yak flags left in the land bravely and fearfully rushed towards the metal monster. Their arrows had already run out, and even if they had these metal monsters, they would be useless.

The west wind was fierce, and the smoke and dust flying in the sky finally clearly showed the hideous face of this strange cavalry in front of all the Viking warriors of the yak flag......

The whole body is cold, flashing with a miserable metallic glow!

Whether it is a war horse or a knight on horseback, they are all wrapped in cold silver heavy armor, the heads of knights and war horses are also covered by cold iron helmets, the head of the horse has a sharp firing pin the size of a human head, and there are layers of razors on the leg guards of the horse's hooves, and the whole thing is a metal monster!

These metal monsters swept over like a tide, carrying a crushing momentum, fear and helplessness raging in the hearts of Viking warriors, such cavalry ...... Even if you are given a sharp spear, you don't know where to poke ~~

"Purr~~"

In the sound of heavy horses' hooves, the sound of the war horse's nose sounded clearly again, and suddenly, the pure metal trident weighing about 100 catties in the knight's hand had been flattened down, pointing straight to the retreating yak flag main formation, and the fog gathered into a forest of cold tridents, and the sharp spear blade flashed with a cold cold, and death was beckoning to all the yak flag warriors.

More than 5,000 heavy-armored iron horsemen swept like a tide, colliding with the nobles in the front row, like more than 100 sharp swords, and in an instant, the riding array of the yak flag was cut into countless messy, flesh and blood blurred small pieces, and in an instant, the yak flag people turned over on their backs, and the miserable howl sounded into a piece, and the flesh and blood were difficult to resist the grandeur of the heavy armor iron horse.

"Poof~"

With the crisp sound of a sharp weapon cutting through the flesh and bones, a trident pierced the chest of a Viking warrior like a radish, and the trident was still in a state of castration. It also pierced the chests of the two village chiefs in succession. Finally, it penetrated the throat of a small patriarch, nailed the bodies of the four into a string, and dragged the ground quickly. The greater the mass, the greater the inertia, and the charge launched by these heavy iron shells from 300 meters away is no joke.

A warrior with a yak flag pounced on the other with a spear in hand.

The spear in his hand stabbed straight with all his might, and directly hit the iron armor on the opponent's chest, and the wooden handle of the spear could not withstand such a heavy devastation, and broke in the center. The Viking warriors were so powerful that they actually stabbed a pit in the opponent's heavy armor, but it was only a pit. The tip of the spear is fixed in the opponent's armor.

This brave Viking warrior looked at the half-truncated spear in his hand, and looked at the Byzantine heavy cavalry he had just stabbed, and from the eyes of the Byzantine heavy cavalry, he actually saw a smile, a strong smile.

The Byzantine heavy cavalry shook his hand and pulled out the handle of the spear, threw it away and stabbed another Viking warrior to death, then took out a one-handed sword from the side of the saddle with one halberd and the other hand, and cut the brave Viking young man in front of him in two. The whole movement is natural and smooth, as if you are cutting four ripe veal with a knife in your own kitchen.

Continuing to gallop his horse, he rushed through the cavalry formation of the yak banner in an instant, and galloped forward for nearly a hundred steps, before the cavalry and his companions slowly reined in the war horse, and turned around, the cavalry formation of the yak banner behind him had been in chaos, and the dash of the Byzantine heavy armored iron cavalry caused them great damage, however, the physical damage was far less intense than the mental injury, and it was shocking! The invincible majesty of the Byzantine heavy armored iron cavalry made the warlike Vikings who were not afraid of death ashamed.

In fact, many countries in the western part of the mainland have this type of troops, but no country dares to compete with Byzantium, because the Byzantine Empire is extremely strict in the selection of heavy armored iron horses, and the training and equipment are much higher than those of other empires, and a set of armor on their bodies is worth more than 10 sets of ordinary heavy armor iron horses, and the forging method is only known to the royal family. Equipment is one thing, but the knight's suzhì is even more important. The Byzantine Empire, with a population of nearly 500 million, had less than 40,000 heavily armored cavalry.

Kebineng could no longer control the situation, and watched as his Viking warriors turned into panicked antelopes, roaming the mountains with wolves rushing to the wild......

The overwhelming shouts of slaughter rose from both wings, and the 30,000 light cavalry handpicked by Hopkins to help finally killed, a sharp one-handed cavalry sword raised high in the air, and the dazzling cold light confused the dark and gloomy sky. The heavy cavalry is just a sharp knife that cuts through the Vikings' defenses, and the light cavalry is the boning demon knife that harvests life!

Massacre, another round of cold-blooded and brutal slaughter.

The light cavalry of the western countries of the continent was not armed with a saber, but a kind of cavalry sword with blades on both sides, 70 to 80 centimeters long, with a very short grip that could only be held in one hand, and a large counterweight ball at the end of the hilt. In the horse station, you can give full play to the power of the spike. But foot combat is the life of slaughter. Take a look at the pictures、、、、、、、、、、

"Da Dan Yu! I'm defeated!"

When Kebi Neng retreated one after another with 70,000 wounded yak flag Viking warriors, he actually met the 25,000 elite army led by Da Shan Yu Qin.

Kobi was able to roll over and dismount, his knees on the ground, his face covered with a terrible wound that was deep to the bone, although the wound had been burned with a red-hot arrow (which would have hastened the healing of the wound, that is, it would leave a scar) and a look of panic.

Da Dan jumped off the horse quickly and helped Ke Bineng: "It's okay! I will help you get it back if you lose your glory! Double it back, this is my most important duty for your big Danyu!"

After speaking, he skillfully turned over his horse again, rode on his horse and looked at the Viking warriors with the yak flag behind Kebineng and said loudly: "And you, you are not ashamed, the enemy has 160,000 infantry, 30,000 cavalry and 5,000 powerful Byzantine heavy armored iron cavalry! They are twice as many as you, and they are very powerful!"

"We recognize the strength of the enemy, but we must not be afraid, from now on you are under my direct command, and you will fight with my mammoth cavalry, and see how they trample on those Byzantine wives!

After finishing speaking, Da Shan ** quickly clenched his fists with both hands, raised his head high and roared hysterically: "Pay the bill!"

"Pay !!!"

"Ah、、、、、h

"Kill all the Westerners!"

The arrogance and bloodiness of the 70,000 Yak Banner Viking warriors have been rekindled. In an instant.

The 70,000 yak flag warriors who had just lost the battle and were frightened by the Byzantine heavy armor iron cavalry were instantly demoralized, what kind of ability is this, three or two sentences can save the morale of a newly defeated army, Da Dan Yu has a delicacy and city government that is extremely inconsistent with his appearance.

The building came to the side of Da Dan and whispered: "Father, you just spared Kebineng??'s recklessness caused nearly 30,000 Viking warriors to die on the battlefield、、、、、、、、!"

The words from that floor are not finished. Da Shan Yu interrupted with a raised hand, and replied in a low voice: "Remember, my child, when you ascend the throne in the future, you will also do the same, it is better to use the meritorious ministers than the criminal ministers, especially the banner lord and the marquis of ten thousand households must try to use the criminal ministers!"

That Lou came to frown and said, "Erchen doesn't understand!"

Da Shan Yu smiled and touched the back of the neck of the building with infinite indulgence and said: "The loyalty of the criminal is higher than that of the meritorious hero!"

The upstairs nodded as if he didn't understand, looked at Hannibal next to Da Dan, looked at Hannibal's equipment and said, "This is 、、、、"

Da Shan Yu touched the back of Hannibal's neck and said: "He is the son of an old man, you want to be a brother with him, you know, good brother!"

The floor blinked and looked up and down again at this kid with very hot equipment, and nodded: "Yes!

Da Shan Yu nodded with satisfaction and rode his horse, walking towards the yak flag soldiers who were trimmed on the spot to comfort the soldiers.

The floor came to elbow and hit Hannibal's chest: "Boy, I'll tell you the truth, you wear such a burning bag, it's an arrow magnet on the battlefield, and try to be as light as possible, the Ottoman armor-piercing arrows, in addition to the plate armor can penetrate, you might as well lighten the weight, and be flexible when you hide!"

Hannibal nodded as if he didn't understand, even if it was as Lou said, Hannibal wouldn't take it off, so many good equipment, he had to wear it when he died.

Then I looked at the two short-handled muskets on Hannibal's waist: "Yo! Goblin muskets! You have them too!"

"Will you use it?"

Hannibal shook his head.

The building stretched out his hand: "Bring it! I'll teach you!"

Hannibal untied a musket from his waist and handed it to the building.

Lou came to take the musket in his hand, and raised his neck again at Hanniba's waist: "And gunpowder and steel balls!"

Hannibal gave him the bag of gunpowder and the balls he had stolen from some poor goblin merchant.

The building poured the gunpowder into the musket little by little, and then put the wooden stick on top of it, and then put the steel ball. And then look at Hannibal, meaning see it?

Hannibal winked innocently and nodded with a smile on his face.

Lou Lai raised his left arm to his face, held a musket in his right arm, and pulled the trigger on the helmet of a Viking warrior a hundred meters away.

Bang!

After a soft sound!

Both Hannibal and the prince were surrounded by smoke.

And one of the horn tips of the horned helmet of the Viking warrior who had come to aim at the building just now was also shot down.

The Viking warrior, with his eyes raised, touched his helmet with his hand, then shrugged his shoulders and continued to chat with the people around him.

Hannibal and the building each fanned the smoke in front of them.

From the other floor: "Do you understand?"

Hannibal smiled innocently, showed a neat row of small white teeth, and said, "Understood!"

After speaking, he stretched out his hand to return his musket.

Lou Lai nodded, and naturally stuck Hannibal's musket into his waist, along with the gunpowder and steel balls.

"It's good to get it! This is your gift to me!"

After saying that, he quickly galloped away.

Hannibal's hands were stretched out so flat, stunned, mouth wide open!

Hannibal roared at the back of the building, "Stinky and shameless! You rich second generation still cheats me ????."

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