Dark clouds hung high in the sky, and the sky was gloomy.

"Due east, three minutes, full speed ahead."

Jiang Yuan took the lead, the cavalry spear in his hand was replaced to the eighth handle, and the same number of charges came down, although he saved the source demon's fighting qi at all times, it still consumed nearly half.

This time he could not spare his hand, because there were 2,000 cavalry on the opposite side, and the leading earl, after receiving the news of the destruction of the private armies of the nobles, decisively sent his own elite troops that could not attack the city.

Of course, mainly because the younger brother was killed, and someone was too ruthless.

It is quite rare to kill nobles in the battle array, even if they are hostile to each other, but everyone still has all kinds of kinship, killing seven family heads in a row, this is simply appalling, and even those who can lead the army to participate in the exhibition are all nobles with real power, not to mention that in just half a day, there are five or six thousand casualties, or they lose the will to fight after fleeing.

It is difficult for the cavalry duels on the plains to have a brilliant strategy, and the competition is the momentum, the elite degree of the backbone and the overall state.

Jiang Yuan reached forward with his left hand, and the non-chanting, multiple casting, and burst casting worked at the same time, and twelve fiery bursting bombs appeared.

Eating the large force of cavalry in front of him, there will be no opponent in the entire Corenta battlefield who can limit the speed of his troops, and the leading earl obviously knows this, and in order to win, he does not hesitate to send his own chief knight, the wolftooth swordmaster.

The distance between the two sides gradually narrowed, and the twelve bursting bullets around Jiang Yuan gradually merged into one, the orange color deepened, the thick dark purple flames rose, and the fourth magic technique appeared.

Overlap cast.

The purple flame bullet fell on the cavalry's flank, and the light and heat were released, and the destructive power of this blow almost crossed the edge of the king-level magic in half a step, and the key was the drastic shortening of the forward swing time.

The sound wave and light and heat frightened the ordinary war horses, and the queue became loose, and the advantages of the alchemy war horses were displayed in this situation, and almost a majestic mountain moved forward, blasting away the elite of the outer spikes, piercing into the internal organs like a sharp sword, and then churning back and forth.

The Wolf Tooth Sword Master wielded a heavy sword, and a sword slash several meters long came into the air, which was the Sword Master's signature fighting spirit slash, and more than a dozen of his own and enemy knights died along the way.

Holding a long-handled giant axe, Sheng Ding slashed fiercely at the Dou Qi, and the surging waves of qi lifted the horse, he turned over and dismounted, and then accelerated sharply, killing the enemy Sword Saint.

Four mid-level swordsmen took the position of the commander, Jiang Yuan's spear swept across, and several enemies who did not know the life and death of the gun expanded the cross-section, and the half circle of cavalry in front was shot down and dismounted, and then died from the trampling of horses' hooves.

Jiang Yuan pulled out the blood longbow, three piercing arrows fired together, the middle-level soldiers helped him resist the oppressive attack, after a dozen rounds, the enemy fell like wheat, but the continuous full bow and arrows also made the arm and back shoulder muscle groups into an extreme state of exhaustion.

At this time, it was already the end of a round of charges, and nearly two hundred people were trapped in the enemy sea, including Saint Ding, who was fighting against the Wolf Tooth Sword Saint.

Seven major battles, plus a head-on cavalry confrontation, the remaining strength of the Knights was more than six hundred, which was the price of the harvest of the frenzied plundering of the Counts' army.

Jiang Yuan looked at the enemy army that had stalled because of the fourfold technique magic and charge, he actually didn't care much about the life or death of the alchemy tools, and the same was true for Saint Ding, but this batch of war horses obviously came just right.

Jiang Yuan took out the magic crystal bag and three finger-long steel cylinders from the inner pocket of the blood-soaked black hunting suit.

Open the steel cylinder, and put the eighteen magic crystals into each other, and the transparent liquid inside became turbid and dark green the moment it touched the magic crystals.

The Magic Shard is a mana crystallization that can assist in mana recovery, but it takes a long time, and when it is equipped with a custom alchemy liquid, it forms a unique recovery potion.

After drinking the three potions, the energy in the body boiled, and it consumed a hundred and eighty gold coins.

Around the battlefield, the magic in the air was deposited, countless sparks appeared, collided with each other, and a wall of flames surrounding the battlefield burst out, and tornado-like flames soared into the sky, eliminating the need for a relatively long period of preparation.

Saint-level magic, Haoyuan surging flames.

Jiang Yuan once again turned on the state of the Wind Knight, and threw the spear in his hand with all his might, and the blue and red spear slashed through the air, like a meteor shooting forward.

In the center of the battle, the Saint Ding and the Wolf Tooth Sword Saint fought each other's afterimages, the former belonged to the alchemy life, and was inferior to the ordinary Sword Saint in terms of comprehensive strength, but the fighting method of completely ignoring life and death almost stunned the wolf tooth of noble origin.

With the final blow, the heavy sword slashed through the greataxe, and the blade sank deep into the enemy's shoulder.

But Saint Ding did not retreat, but leaned forward and grabbed the wrist of the Wolf Tooth Sword Saint with both hands.

At the same time, a creepy sense of danger stimulated the brain, and the Wolf Tooth Sword Saint didn't bother to look back, desperately blessed the fighting spirit and wanted to cut the madman in front of him in half.

It's a pity that the surrounding alchemy soldiers have let the attacks of the belligerents fall at the cost of their own deaths, and they tacitly threw out the weapons in their hands.

The wolf's tooth sword saint was lacking in skill, retracted his downward strength, turned over and dismounted, and let the horse be stabbed into a sieve by the sword instead of himself, at this time, the track of the spear was about to fail, but the wind ball magic contained in the tip was released.

Surrounded by alchemy soldiers, using this as an eyeliner, someone seized the opportunity to change direction twice from a distance.

The force of the impact caused him to stagger a few steps, and he pinned the Wolf Tooth Sword Saint to the ground with his spear, and Saint Ding took advantage of the enemy's strength to dissipate and snatched the heavy sword and cut off his head.

In the Huanghuang Flame Wall, more than a thousand alchemy infantry walked out of the griffin sword, and ordinary war horses did not have the courage to force through the flames, dismounted and left, and the alchemy cavalry would chase and kill them to the end.

The enemy knights lost room to accelerate, and the battle was decided.

What followed was a bloody massacre, the griffin sword in Jiang Yuan's hand continued to cut the enemy in half, and he lost the leading sword master, no one present could stop him, and more than a thousand soldiers who suddenly appeared also threw themselves into the battlefield, and the situation was completely clear.

When the heat of Haoyuan dissipated, the thick blood mixed with the land almost formed a blood-colored mire.

Black smoke billowed and several mid-level officers led the team to mend the enemy soldiers who were still wailing.

"Master, more than two hundred people died."

Jiang Yuan sat on a hill made of piles of corpses of several horses to rest, next to Shengding was lighting a fire and cutting the horse's legs, the owner was different from them, and needed to replenish energy.

"What about the injuries, the war has just begun." Jiang Yuan asked, the three recovery potions made him enter a state of magic boiling, and after using a saint-level magic trick and a wind knight, the total amount was maintained at the upper limit of normality, and finally he used multiple spell casting techniques, and at the same time used six high-level healing magic tricks to repair the fatal wound of the saint Ding that almost exposed the heart chamber.

Under normal circumstances, healing magic cannot be used consecutively, but someone essentially only uses it once, but the effect is outstanding.

"It's not too much of a problem." Saint Ding touched his bald head with blood scabs and coagulated twice, and the epidermis was cut off by the Wolf Tooth Sword Saint.

"Then get ready and go on."

The alchemy infantry rode ordinary war horses one after another, and the excess was directly killed, and the number of knights increased to fifteen hundred.

(End of chapter)