The area where these monsters choose to block the road is not too dangerous, at least not the kind of dangerous area where there are canyons on both sides.

If it is really that kind of area, the caravan will be cautious in every move, and it will definitely send out sentinels to search the surrounding area repeatedly.

However, it is not conducive to the assembly of caravans, there is no such large open space around, once three or five wagons are piled up, they will be crowded together, and even the mobilization of those armed knights will become very difficult.

In the current situation, the best way to deal with this situation is to rely on trucks, station in place, provide long-range support, and leave the rest to the armed cavalry.

The caravan of Crimson Feather, from the commander to the coachman and the guard, has a wealth of experience and has made the most correct choice.

The ordinary coachmen and guards, not to mention the armed cavalry, quickly gathered around the leader Cliff, formed a cavalry squad, and took off the cavalry bows.

"Put!"

With an order, arrows rained down from the convoy.

Crimson Feather has the title of the second in the Santarin Society, and it is not blown out.

From this caravan, you can get a glimpse of one or two, and their armament can be called luxurious.

In addition to these 100 armed cavalrymen, each wagon was equipped with a coachman and a guard.

The former is armed with a single-armed crossbow, while the latter is equipped with a large bow.

One stands on the seat of the wagon and shoots horizontally, and the other relies on the wagon to shoot.

The ordinary monster community couldn't withstand two waves of arrow rain before it collapsed.

To be more precise, most of the monster tribes, when they saw such a caravan, they all took a detour, and if they didn't exterminate them, they had already burned high incense, where did they dare to rob them?

Crimson Feather is naturally not facing an ordinary monster tribe this time, their members are not to mention, and the number is amazing.

The three waves of arrows rained down, still dense, and they couldn't be counted at a glance, and there was no sign of collapse, and in the blink of an eye, they had already rushed to the front.

"First squadron, change guns! Charge with me! Cliff, who had already run to the end of the line, commanded in a loud voice.

A third of the Crimson Feather armed cavalry, bows and spears, trotted with Cliff and charged in their path.

Limited by the terrain, when these monsters attack, the ridges of the mountain beams and ridges look like there are monsters, in fact, they are sparse, the number is not too much, under the joint shooting of the coachman and the guards, it is a little impossible to raise their heads, let alone rush to the front.

The main forces of the monster tribe are concentrated on the trade road behind them.

Rumble!

The high-speed charging armed cavalry and the surging monster troops collided hard.

One side is well-armed, the armor is strong, and even the war horses are equipped with vests.

On the other side are rudimentary weapons, sparse armor, and a messy lineup.

The winners and losers speak for themselves.

The monster army, Qi Brush Brush fell, but the armed cavalry did not move at all, threw away the spear, and drew out the knight's sword, which was a burst of slashing, which contained the biggest offensive momentum of the monster army.

Behind the armed cavalry, hundreds of arrows fell, harvesting the lives of the monsters.

Just when the war situation was falling towards the Crimson Feather Caravan, a mutation broke out.

In the group of monsters, more than a dozen of them suddenly jumped out, and the extremely vigorous figures, with their bare hands, jumped to the side of the armed cavalry who were struggling to slash and kill, and the heavy was a palm.

Those armed cavalrymen, as if they had been hit by invisible shells, fell directly from their horses.

The armed cavalry who fell off their horses were overwhelmed by the surging monsters before they could get up.

Cliff, who was leading the fight, saw this scene, his eyes almost burst, and he roared: "Fighting spirit! Warrior Monk! This monster tribe is artificially manipulated, and everyone is careful of the sneak attack of those warrior monks, the second squadron, and the charge. ”

This strange way of using the Fighting Qi Attack was also the first time Cliff had seen it.

Thirty more armed cavalrymen put away their riding bows, trotted, and in the last ten meters of speed rose to the extreme, and crashed into it heavily.

Before the armed cavalry could collide, there was a commotion among the monsters.

There was a roar that shattered the eardrums, and a petite figure, in the blink of an eye, turned into a behemoth and soared into the air, black dragon wings casting a shadow of death.

Pterosaur!

It's a huge pterodactyl!

The sudden convulsion shocked those charging war horses to either jump around, or brake urgently, and some even had weak legs, and fell directly to the ground, throwing out the cavalry on his back.

The extremely sharp charge turned into a pot of gruel in an instant, and less than a third crashed into the monster army, and the lethality exerted was very pitiful.

Soon, like the armed cavalry of the 1st Squadron, they were caught in a bitter battle.

What's even worse is that the terrifying pterosaur above his head opened his mouth and spewed a strong acid dragon breath into the densest place of the armed cavalry.

"Ah......hh My eyes, my eyes! ”

"Hiss ......"

"My neck, my neck!"

"My arm...... My arm ......"

Although the strong acid dragon breath failed to break through the knight armor on the armed cavalry, their defense was not airtight.

Wherever there is no equipment to cover, it is easy to be hit, especially the eyes, neck gaps, arm gaps, etc., and the joints of these armors have become places where strong acid drips and corrodes.

Especially the war horses under their crotches, the defense was even worse, and after being corroded and burned by strong acid, they jumped up one by one and directly lifted the cavalry on their bodies away.

Crimson Feather, the leader of the armed cavalry, Cliff, felt like he was going crazy.

A living person suddenly turned into a pterodactyl, which can also be explained by the druid transformation.

When did a pterosaur actually breathe?

Even if it was a druid, I had never heard of it.

And the previous group of human warrior monks, how did they get mixed with the monsters?

Cliff instinctively guessed that this was the ghost of Santarin, who was intercepting their own goods, or rather, hiring Crimson Feather to deliver their goods in the first place, was a trap.

But this trap was launched a little too early, and they had not yet walked a third of the way to the rocks.

Even if they do, they should, wait until they enter the Goblin Frontier and are about to reach their destination Dark Castle.

One trades off the other.

The armed cavalry was seriously injured, and the monster tribe was greatly encouraged, screaming, and rushed forward without fear of death.

The group of human warrior monks came out again, hiding behind those strong monsters, and from time to time they came with a fighting spirit.

This kind of special attack infused with true qi has a strong impact force, and even if you are on guard, you can easily be washed off the horse.

After a few rounds, eight or nine more armed cavalrymen were dismounted and overwhelmed by the monsters.

The worst thing was that the pterosaur, which could only breathe strong acid dragon breath, had already passed them and flew towards the convoy.

Those coachmen and guards did not have the firm will of the armed cavalry, even if they were at a disadvantage, they still resisted stubbornly.

They were confused, and many instinctively reversed the direction of the attack and aimed at the pterodactyl in the air.

It's just that this is not a real flying dragon, but a human wisdom, proficient in arrow dodging skills, dancing back and forth in the air, most of the crossbow arrows can't even touch its shadow, a small part of the shot is close, and it is also deflected by the wind of the pair of black wings, and it falls on her, a little weak and weak, and it does not break the armor directly - this pterosaur is covered with dragon scales similar to the red bronze dragon.

The pterosaur seemed to have just discovered that the dragon scales on its body were so defensive that it suddenly became more daring, saw the opportunity, and swooped down.

Gnawed off the head of a guard, and the flicking tail thorn pierced the driver in the car.

As Pu fanned the dragon wings and rushed forward, he swept the driver of another truck away.

The guard next to the truck broke his guts, dropped his longbow, and fled into the distance screaming.

By doing so, he will die faster.

The falling pterodactyl directly trampled him under his feet, and his huge weight deformed him and killed him on the spot.

The wyvern landed, stayed for less than a second, and then flapped its wings while running, and rose into the air again, and in this gap, its tail thorn, harvested two more lives.

As the last reserve, the third squadron of armed cavalry, at this time, turned back from the head of the caravan.

They were greeted by the strong acid dragon breath of the pterosaur.

This time, the armed cavalry was prepared, and at the moment when the strong acid came, they could dodge the horse, but they couldn't dodge, and they directly hid under the horse's belly with their superb riding skills, but the result of this was to turn themselves from cavalry to infantry.

This wave of strong acid dragon breath had limited damage, and only six or seven cavalrymen were turned into infantry, weakening their mobility.

When the caravan's attention was mainly focused on the pterodactyl, those monster troops who were originally pressed and couldn't raise their heads got the opportunity and rushed up with a scream.

When the first monster jumped into the caravan, the situation was completely turned upside down.

Those coachmen and guards, with their long-range weapons and the courage to resist, were visibly confused when they were approached by those ferocious monsters.

Especially when facing those big goblins and orcs with obvious size advantages, they often can't parry even a round, and either turn their heads and flee, or are directly violently knocked away.

There is no half of them who can fight back in a desperate situation.

It is not uncommon to pretend to be pigs and eat tigers, but they only appear in those cobbled together caravans, not in such large-scale organized caravans.

If they had this ability, they would not have served as coachmen or guards, but as armed cavalry.

The pterosaur suddenly pounced down again, but this time the target of the attack was not those coachmen and guards, but the monsters who had just entered the caravan, and while sweeping them away, the dragon roared like a dragon: "It is not allowed to destroy the wagon, the goods on it are all our trophies, if anyone dares to destroy a wagon, I will kill him first." ”

These blinding monsters, I don't know where to light the torches, use them as weapons, and wield them wantonly.

If they are allowed to toss, the entire convoy will have to be set on fire.

Seeing that the situation was irreparable, Cliff roared angrily, chopped off the head of the goblin beside him with a sword, turned his mount, and slammed the saddle hard.

Even people and horses are shrouded in a magical halo.

The mount under his crotch involuntarily shook off his four hooves, and instantly entered a high-speed charge state from stationary.

Everything that stood in their way, before he could get there, flew out involuntarily.

Collision!

A secondary skill of the Magic Horse Armor.

Chris not only clashed a way for himself, but also made room for the entangled armed cavalry, and when he had the opportunity, he started his horse speed along this road.

Only by entering the state of movement can the cavalry exert its most powerful combat effectiveness.

By the time Chris rushed to Darsi's side, twenty armed cavalrymen had regrouped around him.

Seeing the situation here, Chris, who was originally angry and ready to ask for guilt, died down.

Darcy was covered in blood and surrounded by three human corpses of unknown origin, and judging by their attire, they were definitely stealthy thieves and assassins.

It's not that Darcy doesn't want to give them spell support, it's that he can't.

As a spellcaster, he has long been targeted.

By the time he dealt with the assassins here, the pterosaur had already risen into the air, so he naturally didn't dare to act rashly.

Once the spell is cast, the opponent will definitely fall down first and destroy him.

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