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After reading a four-panel comic, I learned about Ya'an, Nokia donated 1 million, and Motorola also donated 2 million...... Hawkers,The two bigwigs who used to each account for more than one-third of the market,Now it's a bit bleak.,Nokia didn't catch the shuttle bus of smart phones.,As a result, headquarters,Factories and specialty stores are lost...... One million, no matter what, this intention is still very sincere It is said that in the first quarter of this year, Nokia lost 150 million, or euros.

It just so happens that the mobile phone in my hand is enough to choke, so I just change it to a Nokia one, talk about it, and commemorate the years that have passed.

Suddenly a little sad...... Of course, this shouldn't be because the recommendation list has been copied by new books......

In addition, it's really not good, so it's not bad to let ZTE or Huawei take Nokia?

Well, joke joke. Oh, and I forgot to mention that these don't count in the word count, please be careful.

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The horses galloped with their hooves, and then struck a low but dynamic war drum on the ground, mixed with the neighing of the war horse and the low sound of the bull's horn, becoming a force that shook people's hearts, enough to boil the blood of every warrior!

Or it is precisely because of this kind of bloody existence, so no matter how powerful the magic is, how magnificent the scale, and whether it is the protagonist of the legendary god war, but when it comes to war, everyone on this continent is still more willing to immerse their thoughts on two knights who charge against each other, or more to knights.

For the enemy, this is the most powerful deterrent.

"Steady, steady, you fools! knives unsheathed, arrows wound, all those who have bows, give me to the back of the line!"

Looking at the far end of his gaze, the man and the horse gradually became clear in the dust, and the bald mercenary leader let out a low roar, and at the same time he wiped a large, crudely shaped ring on his hand, and the sound was spread far away by the effect of the illusion, and it rolled out like thunder.

"This bunch of idiots. ”

Smeared a handful of shiny head. Lenion scolded in a low voice, in fact, such a command is tantamount to revealing everything about himself, and can only make his side more passive...... But now, he had only one choice - the pale faces of those hastily recruited idiots and stupid people. Constantly trembling. It can trigger an unstoppable collapse at any time, so it is necessary to counteract this negative feeling with a strong attitude.

But that can only be barely supported for a moment.

If you summarize it according to more than ten years of mercenary experience, the current situation is really bad...... All in all, terrible.

The lord of the castle who is stingy in his pay. Obviously, he was really angry, and he didn't know what the black-robed mage had done that would make this adult so determined at this moment...... The knights, who almost occupied the horizon in their field of vision, lined up in three rows, with their wings in front of them, like two scimitars spread out crossed.

In the memory of the mercenary captain, it was already the posture of the cavalry sweeping the opponent on the battlefield...... There must be no doubt that when the cavalry charges like this, there is no other purpose than to sweep and ravage the weak skirmishers, and after such a onslaught, there is usually nothing but a forest of flesh and mutilated limbs. And there will be nothing other than death.

Closer, closer.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the trained eyes of the mercenary leader could almost see the appearance of those knights......

The knights held their spears flat. The body leaned down slightly, the heavy sound of horses' hooves was like a drum, and the earth was shaken slightly. Corresponding to this was the sound of the iron armor pulling, and the metal rings colliding with each other. There was a small cracking sound, and from time to time it was mixed with one. Two neighing of war horses.

And the mercenaries ......

They were gathering in a messy manner, with no walls, no tower shields, no spellcasters, no spears...... In the wilderness of this Ma Pingchuan, they didn't even have a decent unified bow and arrow, at most they could only take out forty or fifty short bows and crossbows, as for the effect that a salvo could cause, it was really only the god of war that his old man could fully know.

And it's a gentle downhill climb.

Once the distance runs out, it's hell.

Eyes swept over the dozen or so mercenaries who had hurriedly drawn their bows and crossbows at the end of the group, and this thought flashed through Leenion's head, but for some reason, he suddenly found that he didn't seem to feel fear at all - the mercenary commander spat in some confusion, feeling that he had never seemed to be so calm, his body was relaxed, and his mind was sharp. Even when he took seventy or eighty people to carry out simple tasks such as encircling and suppressing some goblins or kobolds, he was not so freehand at this moment.

Five hundred feet.

The cavalry of the first column is coming.

And the sound of swishing was also accompanied by a sparse black shadow.

The kinetic energy was quickly depleted, and dozens of arrows swung in the air, swarming towards their target. A tinkling sound was soon drowned out in the roaring hooves of horses!

Clusters of arrows often lose their impact after passing through the deck, and some arrows are even bounced off, leaving only a tiny trace on the smooth shell-shaped deck. The next moment it fell to the ground and splashed patches of dust, which were then swallowed up by the dust kicked up by the horses...... One or two horses let out a low neigh, but these well-trained animals did not lose their command because of this, but only slowed down and withdrew from the battle sequence.

The shortbows equipped by the mercenaries are too limited in their lethality to really inflict fatal damage on these cavalrymen.

At the rear of the cavalry, watching this qiē, Jabr Blackhawk let out a disdainful sneer.

The qiē in front of me seems to be not at all unexpected.

Equipment is an important measure of the combat effectiveness of an army, and the world is known as the Giant Eagle Knight of the Blackhawk family. But they have long forgotten that the name of the Black Eagle was sung in glory in the years before the Giant Eagle appeared...... The true knights of the family are equipped with cuirasses doped with precious metals, which are light and tough, and can greatly reduce the power of long-range attacks, which makes up for the biggest shortcomings of the light cavalry, and also achieves their power not inferior to the impact of the heavy cavalry.

Or maybe these mercenaries are lucky...... In this era of peace, the opportunity to see the real Black Hawk slaughtered is surprisingly rare.

"My lord, do you need us to use magic to test their strength before we make contact?" said a non-commissioned officer riding beside the city lord.

"Is it still necessary?"

Jabr shook his head, but his gaze remained fixed on the front. Messy battlefield.

That's right, messy...... Those stupid mercenaries, caught off guard, either because they came too quickly, or because they had already been abandoned by the planner? In short, the reaction of this mercenary group was like a flock of lambs to the slaughter. They weren't even as planned. The carriage was arranged as a simple obstacle, and there were no things such as spears or even traps, aliens, that could be threatening.

So. Jabr decided not to make any further troubles, he was not even interested in sorting out the merits of this matter, he didn't even want to pay attention to whether this mercenary group knew anything, whether this qiē was just a ruse. He just wanted to see the corpses, to see the killing, and to use these to calm down a little, the feeling of being fooled in his heart.

This is the only purpose for him to personally lead the team, even before the druids, to rush here!

A few breaths ago, he still wondered in his heart whether the other party had some tricks, and whether the other party still had a mage with extraordinary abilities. For these concerns, he carefully arranged the cavalry in three rows...... But now it seems that these burdens are superfluous, and these mercenaries are probably something that has been abandoned from the beginning!

The feeling of smugness was interrupted by a loud roar in the next moment.

Arrows!

A flash in my head. Time seemed to slow down suddenly at this moment, and he watched clearly, a slight black shadow slowly drawing lines in the air. Pounce on yourself!

In an instant, he tensed every muscle in his body. But Yi Qiē didn't seem to listen to the call at all! He could only watch blankly, and the black shadow gradually became a pitch-black arrow!

With a soft thud,

The arrow pierced through the flesh and went straight through the knight's raised visor beside him!

The sharp arrow pierced the throat, and the additional force of the impact shook his skull, distorting his features, and the instantaneous horror in his eyes twisted together, and the skin tore with a 'whoop' after showing great tension, revealing the bright red muscle and plasma underneath.

Blood spurted out, drawing a blinding curve in the air, but the arrow continued to move forward, carrying the bright red flag. Take the human body out of the saddle!, and the blood flowers fluttered in the wind, spraying the tip of Jabr's nose on the side, and the pungent fishy smell made the nobleman's face distort a little!

Eight hundred feet.

"Well done, bastard!"

After a moment's pause, Gabr cursed with a sigh and had to pull the reins, halting his intention to follow behind the cavalry, his eyes wandering ahead, but he could not find the Cunzi who had caused the first killing in the messy battle.

A marksman.

A true marksman is a nightmare for all heavily armored units, because the thick armor is almost the same as nothing in the eyes of the other party, and his armor-piercing arrows can always hit the weakest and deadliest parts;

But so what?

It is impossible for an average archer to fire more than thirty arrows in a row, and when a cavalry charges, three arrows is already the maximum effort they can make...... Stupid mercenaries never know the difference between them and the regular army, nor do they understand that a battle and a battle are two completely different concepts, and the power of one or two people, if it is not magic, cannot change the direction of the entire battlefield!

Now, the cavalry was less than two hundred feet away from the wagon......

However, just as his eyes were on the battlefield, the evolution of the battle situation deviated from the manager's expectations.

Before the spear of the cavalry unit touched a cold hair of the mercenary, the cavalry that was at the forefront of the line suddenly weakened its front hooves, and it turned forward like this!

There are traps!

Exclamations erupted almost instantaneously. The cavalry tried to hold on to the reins, but it was impossible for the horse, galloping with all its might, to brake at such a short distance. The cavalry at the front either did not understand what was happening in front of them, or did not have time to stop their mounts, and collided violently with the cavalry in front of them trying to restrain their horses.

In the confusion, more cavalry were pushed and fell off their horses, and immediately, men and horses were pressed together in layers. The knights who were buried in the lower floors, even if they did not fall to their deaths on the spot, were crushed by the centaurs who came down later. Impact, the cavalry's greatest weapon, has betrayed them in an instant!

But between breaths, the screams of people and animals and the screams of dying are connected into a terrifying drama.

The air shook, revealing the truth beneath it, hidden by magic!

It was black. The ring-shaped barriers made of iron wire were erected on the roads on both sides of the convoy!

These things, standing up to half a man's height, were densely twisted with two-inch-long iron spikes. No matter how good it is, as long as it hits it, it will inevitably be injured. Even heavy cavalry covered in armor. There is no way to completely cover the part of the horse's legs. What's more, these Black Eagle hussars are nothing more than lightly armed cavalry, without vest.

The Viscount had never seen anything like it, but that didn't stop him from knowing the purpose of it in an instant. This barbed wire fence is extremely easy to place, and as soon as it is dragged out, it naturally erects into a barrier. And it is ring-shaped, and it can't be pushed down at all, at most you can only get close and find a way to cut it open.

Compared with the antlers and bamboo sticks used by the army, this kind of barbed wire has great advantages. The height of half a man made it impossible for the cavalry to leap over it, nor to trample it by the horses' hooves, and it took a great deal of effort to cut it off, but it was extremely easy to pick it up, and it was easy to clean it up after the battle, without the same fear of missing it as scattered antlers and thistles.

It's a genius move, and for a while even he himself wants to do the same immediately.

"Bastards!

Jabr's face distorted a little more. He couldn't help but reach out and cover his chest! He felt a stinging pain in his heart under the iron armor!

These cavalrymen are his elite, if not for a quick victory. He didn't want to show this trump card at all to deal with these hateful bastards - this knight unit was built and trained at a great expense, and even the loss of a man and a horse was enough to make his heart ache for days.

Oh, and in fact he's heartbroken enough by now.

Although I don't know how, there are no such cunning traps on the front of this road. However, the knights on those two sides, at least because of this moment, lost thirty or fifty horsemen!

However, the first qiē is not over yet.

The wind is up.

The web is twisted. In the blink of an eye, a terrifying force erupted. The air twisted, rising up an invisible wall dozens of feet high!

But what was even more surprising was that these exploding wind walls lifted countless gray powder into the air, and then spread out with a sound of wind, the wind whistled, and the white mist rolled forward like a huge curtain, enveloping the entire team in it, and from a distance, the battlefield area was completely shrouded in a terrifying cloud of steaming smoke, and the people in it couldn't even tell the difference between heaven and earth.

The charge of the knights was finally suppressed!

In the midst of this breathless powder, even if they wanted to move forward, the horses could no longer maintain such high speed, and the huge wall of wind was even more powerful, blocking them completely!

Gas?

Jabr's heart immediately skipped a beat!

Thanks to the research and development of alchemy, countries can produce magic gas bombs in large quantities at a relatively low cost, although he has never seen it, but he has definitely heard of this kind of thing, this kind of thing is terrifying! Only a very few mages can rely on air purification or corresponding magic items to protect themselves. The rest can only be killed by the Chinese!

Or, a little joke from the god of fortune, the voice of the viscount's heart was redeemed.

"It's flour ......," said a sharp-eyed knight who followed him......

That's right, that's flour.

There can't be anything else in that color...... Come to think of it, if they were able to create a poisonous mist, then how could they bring their ranks within a few hundred feet?

"They want to obscure their vision! mage, wind-making, blow those things away!" Jabr sneered in his heart, and then shouted.

But this is a bit overwhelming for the knights......

Although Wind Maker was a low-level, commonly used method of magic, several of the mage apprentices who followed the group unfolded the scrolls they carried almost immediately...... However, this reaction was somewhat late, and the battlefield erupted with two high-level wind wall techniques, and the overwhelming flour lifted up to a height of seventy or eighty feet, and the bags containing the flour on the ground were immediately torn, and the flour was raised even more. For a while, even the rear team had been sprinkled with dust.

"It's just a struggle, the armor on our knights is not something that their soft arrows can penetrate, even if they stand still and let them shoot ten arrows, how many casualties can they cause? In order to raise the flour, they also erected a wall of wind in front of them, so that there is no way to guarantee the direction of the arrows, and how long can the wall of wind last? Can they not raise this flour for the rest of their lives?"

A knight who followed behind, one of Jabr's staff officers, muttered in a low voice,

In fact, the front of this layer of smoke is not very thick, and even if there is a problem of low visibility, it is not impossible to bypass the iron nets from both sides with memory...... The so-called difference is only to change the original plan to put it in the frontal charge to a slow blockade, which is bound to cause some loss of charge speed, but the huge number difference is actually enough to make up for these shortcomings.

Gabr knew very well that this was probably the last resort of the other party, and it was very likely that by the time this wall of wind ended, the other party had already retreated.

But his thoughts had just crossed his mind when they were suddenly shattered!

Something terrible happened.

Terror originates from a flame.