"Hah!

"Wha! "Cheerful!" The Burgundian knights who charged into the flank camp galloped with joy, their swords falling in their hands, and their heads flew into the sky in response, and the dark path of each horse was covered with the stumps and blood of the dead Roland soldiers.

Even ordinary warriors who were usually heavily armed couldn't stop the charge of these knights, let alone being attacked by night at the moment, fighting separately.

The opponent's ability to resist was even weaker than expected, and Barlogo gradually relaxed his vigilance, and joined the ranks of harvesting his life, loosening the overall control of the team a lot, and more knights under his command were scattered to expand the killing surface.

Urging the horses around the spirit flame to rush directly into the middle of a tent, Barlogo didn't have to swing his weapon at all, he was like an invincible bulldozer bulldozing everything in his way.

The more than ten Roland warriors who were hiding inside were all ruthlessly knocked away, and the unlucky ones were directly stamped on by the horse's hooves and broken into several pieces.

The knight who rushed out from the other side shook his psionic energy, shattering all the obstacles wrapped around him, and the rags flew into the sky stained with the blood of the weak, and quickly fell into the overturned fire, and were burned.

The chaos was spread by the one-sided slaughter and increasing fire, the ground plowed by the Burgundian knights was devastated, the broken tents were set on fire, the wounded who survived lay among the corpses of countless comrades, and the enemies who caused it all but laughed with joy.

"This is the war! This is the war of our knights!" the third Burgundian brothers had gathered together, and old Eric said happily to the eldest brother, how long had it been since he had been so happy?

I finally got my enemy before, and later learned that the other party had escaped. When Eric heard the news, he was furious, and the servants he killed in anger were more than a single digit. Today I finally took this opportunity to have a good time, thinking that these were the soldiers that Ed led. This made him even happier as he spoke, and as he spoke, he casually raised his small steel bow and aimed an arrow at the distance, sending out a guy who was lying in a pile of dead people pretending to be dead and about to sneak down and escape.

"Big brother, it's time to stop! If you rush down again, you will be in the Chinese army. "The second brother Olaf is carrying a huge shield and does not like weapons, and all the enemies he chose when he rushed to kill were extremely mutilated, and they were all torn apart and could not find a complete corpse.

Barlogo looked up for a moment, knowing that the second brother was right, "Adjust the direction and call back the people who have dispersed." We have to go in the direction of the back camp, and burn their food and grass with a fire, and see these tens of thousands of people freeze to death under the city!" he patted his burning cheeks, suppressed his excitement, and gave the right order.

Looking back at the corpse-strewn battlefield, Barlogo felt that he had found a way to defeat the enemy, instead of fighting head-on with the enemy like those stupid Ingill knights before, he used the high-speed maneuver and agility of the psionic knights to cripple the opponent little by little, and he was sure that all the 30,000 enemies he would attack in the future would remain under the wolf's tooth fort two or three times like this.

Received an order. Olaf took out the horn on his waist and put it to his mouth, and blew it loudly twice, and the melodious sound clearly reached the ears of every Burgundian knight under the amplification of psionic energy, and many guys who ran away were unwilling to rush forward a few steps forward again to kill the Roland warrior in front of them before turning their horses' heads stupidly. Ready to go back.

Suddenly, a spear from behind them shot through the smoke and fog and into the back of a Burgundian knight. The sparkling energy on top quickly neutralized the knight's own passive protective aura with sparks and black smoke, and the sharp tip of the spear pierced the armor he was wearing. Pierced through the fragile flesh and emerged from the other side.

The Burgundian knight looked down in astonishment. Unwillingly, he stretched out his hand to cover his bleeding heart, and his body shook and finally fell off his horse.

Two of his companions rode forward a few paces before they noticed the strangeness of their comrades, and when they looked back, they saw more spears stabbing at them, and a row of seven or eight knights, fully dressed and armed to the teeth, broke through the smoke barrier and rushed straight at him.

"Ahh

"Enemy attack?" One or two shouts of warning to their comrades were drowned in their throats, and the mysterious knight team that had just appeared on the battlefield quickly advanced with unstoppable brilliance, and all the Burgundian knights who had been shown to them behind them were killed along the way, and they had no idea that there were no other psionic knights in Roland's army except for Eddard.

Barlogo gathered a group of men who had not gone far, and was waiting for more knights to hear the order to join him, and by the time he realized that something was wrong, the enemy knight team had already rushed in front of him.

"Who are those?" Hearing the sound of a large number of war horses running from the side and back, his heart moved, and he could tell that the number of knights he scattered was not much, and when he looked back, he saw several rows of knights with spears piercing the smoke and rushing towards him, looking at the armor style they were wearing, it was obvious that it was only on Roland's side.

"Enemy attack from behind!" Loudly warning his men who were still getting carried away and slaughtering, Barlogo turned his horse's head and turned around through the crowd to rush head-on, he was the leader of the group, and it was his duty to buy time for the other knights.

Intense silver-white spiritual energy emerged from him, resisting the onslaught of dozens of enemy knights with the strength of one person, and Barlogo was about to show his true skills, the huge steel sword was lifted in his hand, and the extended spiritual flame made the already door-like weapon even larger.

"Come on, you bastards who came out of nowhere, don't want to disturb my hunt!"

"In today's battle, we have to play the momentum of Burgundy, this is our stage!" Barlogo even thought in his mind, what kind of ability to kill those ordinary warriors, only with the corpses of these regular psionic knights can the reputation of the three of them be achieved, so that people outside Burgundy can no longer underestimate them.

The Roland knight who led the way over there saw the posture of the other party, and hesitated in his heart for a moment, his side was all bronze-level, although the number was temporarily superior, but it was not easy to deal with the three silver-level opponents alone, not to mention that there were many Burgundian knights behind them to support, this battle was not easy ......to fight!