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After dawn, the originally clear sky was full of rain, and in this remote mountain field, it was even more hazy and gloomy. The full-text and ad-free novels are all in the late spring weather of Aishang Novel Network biquge.info cold wind always follows the rain and blows through the grass and trees. It exudes Xiao Xiao's murderous intention, as if there is still a little wanderer sorrow far from home, and a little hatred of soldiers who go out to fight in foreign countries.

At the corner of the Qingfeng Slope Ridge, Major General Zaro hid under a yew tree with a gloomy face and a silence. With a thin figure, his shoulders are surprisingly broad, and his chest covered with silver armor is so strong that it is reminiscent of steel, and he rides a horse as steady as a mountain, with a strong sense of strength and bravery. As the deputy commander of this surprise attack of the Kotru Empire, his nearly 1o years of horse fighting career not only allowed him to sit in the position of division commander from an ordinary cavalryman to today's division, but also taught him to be calm and think.

Fasi led Ma and stood quietly beside Zaro, his handsome face was extraordinarily thin, and the life under the fence for more than half a year had made this once high-spirited young man lose his demeanor. Seeing that the weeds in front of him that were wet by the rain were so weak and haggard, "Linghu Jue!" Fasi's heart was once again stung by the name that had just floated. "Yes, if it weren't for him, I'd still be the pride of heaven in the Mista Mountains, an enviable genius hunter. Fath's face distorted once again in his confused eyes. Hideous, inescapable hideous!

The muffled sound of horses' hooves came from afar. The sound of hooves was urgent, like the beating of drums, and it approached this way quickly. Fath glanced at Major General Zarrow secretly, only to see that Zarrow sat still, without the slightest reaction, as if he had not heard the sudden sound of horses' hooves, and he did not even have a small wrinkle on his face. "It's not a loss, it's one of the new famous generals of the Kotru Empire!" looked at Zaro, who looked like an ancient well, and Fath secretly admired in his heart. This time, the Kotru Empire dispatched a total of two divisions of light infantry, a brigade of light cavalry, and two thousand magician regiments, under the leadership of Fath and other Xinjing tribesmen, bypassing the fortress in front and attacking directly from the Mysda Mountains to the city of Crow, in order to cut off the supply line of the Mingsi Empire.

The sound of horses' hooves was getting closer and closer, and in the deafening sound, the three thousand heavily armored cavalry led by Major General Sovo came into the eyes of Zaro and others, and the flying Ming Emperor ** flag became clearer and clearer. Major General Sovo took the lead, raising his belt like a silver snake to create ripples in the air. "Crow City, I don't know what's going on?" Major General Sovo wiped the rain from his face, and there was a trace of anxiety on his thin and beardless face, but his heart had already flown to the war-torn Crow City.

"Release!" As the commander of the Zaro Division Leng Sen revealed a trace of excitement, the crisp sound of the horn sounded leisurely in the sudden sound of horses' hooves, like a cry in front of the mourning hall, tearing the hearts of every soldier. With the sound of the horn, in the mountains and forests, behind the grass and trees, and in the fields, countless arrows were like sudden rainstorms, combined with the cold wind and drizzle, piercing the sky, and flying towards the cavalry of the Mingsi Empire who were hurrying in the rain.

All of a sudden, the men were seen on their backs, the neighing and screaming were chaotic, and many of the cavalrymen had already smiled and carried them away before they could figure out what was going on. Many ownerless horses wailed, roared or walked around, or spun in circles.

Major General Sovo picked up the oncoming angry arrows with a shot, and with a pull on the horse rope, the black horse roared and flew into the air with both hooves, "Keep in formation, spread out in a fan-like shape!" Major General Sovo's originally clear voice was also a little hoarse at this moment, and it suddenly sounded in the chaotic team. Fortunately, the cavalry brigade under Sovo's command was a heavy cavalry, and the thick armor reflected its benefits at this moment, and the dense rain of arrows did not cause the cavalry to suffer great losses.

But the disaster had only just begun, and after a rain of arrows, the already dark sky was even darker, and thunder was heard one after another. "Not good!" Major General Sovo, who was about to organize a counterattack in formation, shouted in horror when he saw the discolored sky, and before he could speak, countless lightning bolts shot down through the gaps in the dark clouds, shining brightly on the originally dim battlefield.

The wind and clouds changed color, the grass and trees wailed, and at this moment, this wild mountain outskirts has become a prison on earth. Countless screams and wails floated on the wonton battlefield. It is like the soul of a terrible ghost, like the cry of an unjust soul. The thick armor became the talisman of these cavalrymen at this moment, and those lightning bolts always fell in the densest places of the cavalry, as if they had eyes, and rain, blood, and tears were mixed together, and the screams, roars, and screams were also intertwined. Countless cavalrymen stiffened and fell off their horses, countless war horses lay on the ground and couldn't stop screaming, life, life was fragile in the face of lightning and turned into pieces of char.

"Don't!" Major General Sovo, who was struck by lightning with a black face and upside down eyebrows, looked at the image in front of him, shouted loudly with tears in his eyes, and the black horse under the seat was even foaming at the mouth, lying on the ground dying.

Major General Zaro, who was standing on the hillside, was expressionless, his stiff body still sitting on his horse. His whole body seemed to exude an invisible cold aura, giving Fasi around him a deep trembling and suffocating feeling. Zaro didn't have a trace of pride in such a victory, but showed a trace of pity on his thin face. Under the magic of the chain lightning of nearly a thousand magicians of all levels hidden behind him, this mere 3,000 heavily armored cavalry was certainly not enough to worry about. At this time, on the other side of the hillside, the follow-up Mingsi Empire infantry also appeared in Zaro's sight. In front were 3,000 pikemen, and a few hundred meters behind were 3,000 heavy infantry, blue with round shields and broadswords.

Zaro said to Fath without looking back, his stiff voice revealing a hint of coldness, "You immediately lead 3,000 light cavalry to attack from the two wings in a half-fox shape, remember, don't fight hard, just intersperse and disrupt the enemy's formation." Fath nodded, mounted his horse and galloped away. Through the drizzle of rain and mist, Zaro turned his head, his eyes were as sharp and bright as eagle eyes on a thin face, looking at the back of Fasi's departure, revealing a trace of regret, "Nice young man, it's a pity~~"

The rain gradually stopped, and a hint of brightness appeared in the dim sky, and General Sovo rode an ownerless war horse, staring blankly at the tragic image of the Shura Hall in front of him. Almost all the soldiers were lying or lying on the ground, scattered flags, bayonet guns all over the place, a picture of a crushing defeat after the war. In addition, the fire that had not been completely watered by the rain after the lightning was still sizzling, and the light smoke with a burning smell permeated the mountains. Mixed with the groans of a few wounded cavalrymen, Major General Sovo's heart was numb for a while.

The sound of the enemy's horn sounded again at the right time, empty and far-reaching. Tens of thousands of Kotrou soldiers came out of the mountains, in the grass, and in the reeds, shouting and surrounding the only few hundred cavalry. Major General Sovo smiled miserably, looked back at the cavalrymen who were slowly gathering behind him, raised the spear in his hand, and said loudly, "The bravest knights of the Mingsi Empire, now you have to use your blood to prove the glory of the empire, for the sake of lying in the ground, the dead knights, pick up the bayonet in your hand and charge me." With that, he raised the bayonet in his hand and let go of the reins, leaving an indelible bright color on the gray mountain field.

"Charge!" all the cavalry roared loudly, and a huge sound suddenly sounded on the battlefield, with the sound of hooves raised by hundreds of sprinting horses, which was a special sense of grandeur.

Major General Zaro, who had already galloped down the hill, looked at the galloping hoplites, and a hint of approval flashed in his eyes, but he was quickly overwhelmed by the coldness. The spearmen in the front row thrust the sharp guns in their hands into the soft grass, forming a cold and shining gun forest in an instant. The archers in the back row immediately wound their arrows, and the tips of their arrows braving the cold were aimed at Sovo and the others who were rushing in.

Three hundred meters, two hundred meters, one hundred meters, Sovo and other cavalry looked at the cold and glistening guns in front of them, and the arrows that flashed with coldness, without a trace of hesitation. Sprint, sprint, and sprint, everyone understands that there is only this distance left in their lives. Therefore, they all did not hesitate to choose to end their lives in the sprint. The horses that stepped down seemed to sense something, and they all exhaled heavily, and the flying hooves of the horses beat the ground with all their might, as if they were also ready to end their lives in the degree.

"Release!" Thousands of sharp arrows flashed like locusts when Sovo and others were about to approach the gun, so close at such a distance, even if there were simple iron armor to protect the vital horses, nearly a hundred war horses wailed and fell down with their legs bent, but the cavalry who fell off the horse stood up again, slowly but as best they continued to rush over.

"Ahh The cavalry that followed did not have such good kung fu, either falling off their horses and being stabbed through the heart by sharp spears, or being shot into a hornet's nest by arrows from all over the sky. As long as less than a hundred horsemen rushed through the field of guns on the corpses of their comrades.

"Kill!" a cavalryman's bayonet spear stabbed through the belly of an archer, and his intestines flowed out with the blood spurting out of the scream. Everyone's eyes are red, and numbness has become a pleasure here. War has turned every good person into a blood-eating beast. When the cavalryman sent the bayonet into the pikeman's stomach for the third time, a sharp machete also slashed his neck with a sharp flash, and the pain was the last thing the cavalryman felt when he was alive.

Major General Sovo's helmet fell off at some point, and the gold around his neck was scattered on his forehead with sweat. 1, 2, at least 2o Kotrom soldiers died under his gun, only to see his arms flying, bouncing back all around, like a multi-armed god in a series of gold and iron clashes, and in the blink of an eye, 5 infantry screamed and fell away, spilling a mist of blood.

Suddenly, a black shadow shot out from the periphery and flashed cold light directly into his chest and abdomen, and under the precaution, General Sovo shouted, and his right waist suddenly shrank unbelievably, and a cold light flashed dangerously against his right waist and sunken into it, drawing a blood mark. Sovo staggered to his feet, his flushed face pale. Enduring the strong feeling of vomiting after reversing the true qi just now, the two eyes stared at the young officer in front of them who looked like a slender figure, with good facial features but a sickly pale complexion. In his hand, a strange scimitar was flashing, only two feet long, and the whole body was full of golden light, and there was a strange aura.

"I am the captain of the Kilik Brigade of the 4th Infantry Division of Kotrux. As if to understand the inquiry hidden in Sovo's eyes, the young man said with a cold face. The golden light flashed in his hand, and the strange scimitar had already stabbed into Sovo's chest, and the movement was so fast. Sovo frowned, the bayonet in his hand opened and closed first, forcing Qili back three steps at once, and the golden mang slipped away, and ninety knives violently took ninety different parts of Sowo's body, but when the flickering light intertwined down, Sovo had lost his weight and shot seven feet in the air, and the bayonet gun in his hand also stabbed out quickly, and a series of splitting sounds rang out. Qili was shaken back and forth, his face changed, and a hint of blush appeared on his pale face.

At this time, the surrounding pikemen had already rushed up, surrounded the cavalry who were still on horses, and the spears in their hands of nearly two meters swarmed towards the cavalrymen's bodies, "Ah!" Several bloody arrows appeared from the bodies of several cavalrymen who had not had time to distance themselves, and the terrible screams echoed for a long time in the empty mountains.

"Good knife!" Thorvo looked up at the bayonet spear that had burst into countless gaps in his hand, and whispered in praise.

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