As soon as the wind blade was out, the wind fangs jumped down from the stone pile, returned to the camp, found their own place and sat down, and then they all raised their heads to the sky and let out a long desolate roar. Bayi Chinese Network

There were ten wind fangs painted with a special magic color, which could be clearly distinguished at night, so there was order in the chaotic camp immediately. Orcs, barbarians, and sandfolks found their fangs, converged, and lined up in the shortest possible time. Each team of warriors is led by a Foot Knight or Knight, who directs the battle, but the choice of target is determined by the Wind Fang.

In the process of forming the team, Gonder and the two ogres were already roaring to meet the cavalry ranks, and their superior strength allowed them to collide head-on with the cavalry below level 10 without fear.

From time to time, the big axe in Gangde's hand bursts out with magical power, this is the giant axe taken from the two-headed dragon Stitch, as long as it is the turn, it can easily split the cavalry in front of him and the war horse!

And the power of the double hammer of three degrees and tiramisu is not much smaller, and tiramisu has not forgotten his duty as a magician, and has blessed himself and his brother with the power of a bull and stone skin in advance. This is a simple but effective strategy, and an increase in offense and defense means a straight increase in combat effectiveness.

The three of them were like three reefs, firmly standing in the torrent of iron hooves of the raid. The cavalry that was hitting the sharp horns crumbled like a wither, but more cavalry rolled past them and rushed to the camp that was still in chaos!

A ball of magical light wrapped around the gray-black aura exploded, which was the necromancer's heightened fear. The magic caused confusion among a dozen knights, slightly blocking their momentum.

At this time, the figure of the splash quietly appeared close to the stone wall, and she suddenly let out a sharp scream, and the strong aura spread in all directions along with the scream. However, the effect was limited, only a dozen or so horses close to her were frightened, and the people stood up, slightly blocking the charge of the knights behind them. If you look closely, you can see that the ears of the incoming bandit horses are all plugged with strips of cloth, and it is clear that this is the experience of blood and life in several previous encounters.

The splash was not entirely without gain, and between advancing and retreating, her long knife flashed and slashed at the two cavalrymen who fell at her feet, and then quickly retreated, re-disappearing into the darkness.

The cavalry of the brigade paid no attention to the maiden and continued to rush to the camp. The first few horses jumped high and trampled down into the crowd!

The two-handed swords in the hands of the two knights struck at the lightning, and slashed through the belly of the war horse that jumped in the air. The horses screamed, lost their balance, and fell heavily to the ground, but they fell in the direction where the crowd was most dense, crushing several sand warriors who could not escape. Under such a heavy blow, those sand warriors were obviously more than lucky.

More and more cavalry rushed into the camp, and at this moment, three fireballs shot out of Richard's hand, they landed in a line, and after exploding, they forcibly cut a blank area ten meters wide and thirty meters long in the cavalry torrent!

This gap was immediately seized by the squad on Richard's side, and the two wind fangs led thirty barbarian warriors and half-orc warriors to form a solid flesh and blood defense line, and they used their strong bodies to ram the cavalry with huge inertia, although more than a dozen people vomited blood and flew backwards in an instant, but finally stopped the momentum of the surprise cavalry charge.

The other two Wind Fangs led the Sand Cavalry who had just horseed up, one left and one right, and pounced on the gap that Richard had just bombarded with the fireball technique, immediately separating the first third of the attacking knight's troops from the main body.

At the rear of the camp, the rest of the Wind Fang continued to lead the warriors in a group, and in a few minutes, a tight and complete battle formation would be formed.

Horse bandits and thieves are brave and good at fighting, but they will eventually be slaughtered in the face of well-equipped, disciplined, and well-formed regular troops.

Sandru chanted incantations as one Black Warrior after another stepped out of the summoning array. He didn't let the Black Knights attack immediately, but waited until he summoned three Black Knights, formed a squad, and blessed them with magic before letting them pounce on the enemy. This was also Richard's idea, and it was proven in actual combat, that the Black Warrior in a triangular formation was completely a slow-moving killing machine against ordinary enemies.

The low and melodious singing sounded in the ears of the people, the fast and low rhythm, the passionate melody, summoned the deepest power in the hearts of the people, so the warriors fought more selflessly, their reflexes were more agile, and the slashes were more powerful. The various war songs that can stimulate potential and suppress the enemy are the reasons why the bards were able to survive on the battlefield, although this reason seems far-fetched. But the Elven Warsong made Orar indispensable.

The inheritance of the Elven War Song is scarce, and in the past, only the Elven Priests could master it. The first-level Elven War Song can increase strength and agility by about 10%, which is a huge bonus to the overall combat power on the battlefield. And Oral learned the elven war song out of nowhere, and the rich elven blood made his war song effect only slightly inferior to the real elven sacrifice, and the improvement was stable at about %. The range of the Elven Warsong is fifty meters, which is much wider than the effect of the range state magic.

Now that the number of soldiers under Richard's command is approaching 500, Oral's contribution to the team's immediate combat power improvement has exceeded anyone else's. Only after Quicksand and Richard are promoted a few more levels in the future and learn a wide range of magic and gods can they overwhelm the elven poets in this regard.

Richard commanded at a rapid pace, and at the same time the magic shot in all directions. Among them, there are basically all kinds of auxiliary magic, and the battlefield of nearly a thousand people fighting and fighting, not to mention five fierce wolves, even fifty are difficult to turn the tide of the battle. Every second, Richard had to observe the battlefield, analyze the numbers, give orders to the contractors with soul connections, and mobilize the wind teeth to move the troops. More often than not, he needs to shout to get there.

Under Richard's meticulous command, the battle situation quickly changed from chaos to stability, and then from stability to a slight advantage.

The powerful forces of Richard's side began to gradually gain momentum, and there were already three groups of nine black knights charging in the field, and Sandru was summoning a fourth group.

The two ogres had already become ferocious, running across the crowd, smashing through one entangled battle situation after another with their powerful bodies and heavy weapons.

Gangde was covered in blood, and after most of the incoming cavalry had rushed into the camp, he returned to Richard's side, no matter how fierce the enemy's attacks were, he did not take a step back, and fell a full circle of corpses in front of him.

The girl is like a ghost, and only occasionally flashes from the darkness, but every knife of the Eternal Sleep Guide is so amazing, and every time it breaks through the sky, there will inevitably be a strong person above the tenth level who falls.

When the tide of battle began to tilt, Richard's troops merged and dispersed again, and finally formed ten squads with a tight division of labor, and began to divide the enemy under his command, while the wounded squads withdrew to the rear, where they were healed by an almost endless supply of quicksand. After a few moments, you can rejoin the battlefield.

Under Richard's command, from the moment the tide of battle was reversed, there was no possibility of being reversed.

However, at this moment, one of the originally inconspicuous cavalrymen in the raid suddenly took out a whistle and blew it fiercely! The sharp whistle instantly spread far away, so all the horse bandits immediately turned their horses and fled at full speed.

The battle was over, and without looking at the battlefield, Richard had a rough idea of the losses of both the enemy and the enemy. The more than 500 horse bandits who attacked left a total of about 100 corpses, and more than a dozen seriously injured. These badly wounded captives were immediately executed. On Richard's side, ten men were killed, mostly sand people, and a few barbarian and orc warriors, but more than sixty were wounded.

Although there is quicksand, the injured can recover their combat effectiveness in just a day or two, but the divine power of quicksand will be consumed because of this. And the enemy will definitely not leave Richard enough time to rest and recuperate.

This is the wolf pack tactic, one by one hungry wolves take turns to pounce, always leaving a wound on the prey's body, or even biting down on the meat. Even if some hungry wolves are killed by their prey, it will have no effect on the entire wolf pack. Because food will always be less than the appetite of the wolves, too much of it is also a burden for the wolves.

Like these horse bandits who died at Richard's hands, no one would show even the slightest sympathy, including their companions. One less person means one less person to divide the gold coins, which is very simple.

Richard walked and made his rounds through the camp that had been turned into a battlefield.

The warriors were already familiar with the procedures of clearing the battlefield, and they expertly examined the corpses, peeling off what might be used. Then send the whole body to Sandru for the necromancer to review the use.

The sandmen wielded scimitars and brought down the badly wounded horses, cut the blood, and let the hot blood flow into the buckets, which were then filled in cups and distributed to everyone.

Someone handed Richard a cup, and he took it, and without looking at it, he gulped down the horse's blood.

The blood is sticky and fishy, but it is hot and hot, just like the style of this blood-stained land.

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