"This wind is so annoying, it's cold to the bone. ”

"It's going to rain soon, so we got back from the patrol early, and it would be bad if we got sick in the rain. ”

"Also, the last time Tabi had a high fever after the rain, and as a result, his health was getting worse and worse. ”

"Well, the weather in this place is so uncomfortable, I really don't know how these heretics can endure it. ”

The soldiers of the Slavna coalition were talking as they walked around the outskirts of the camp, and they grew up in the southern country and could hardly tolerate the damp and damp weather.

The pervasive moisture creeped into the skin and into the bone marrow, making them shiver as they walked. The wooden spear in his hand was even more frozen like a popsicle, and the hand holding the spear was almost unconscious, only bursts of stinging pain remained, if it weren't for the sergeant major who educated them with a whip, this murder weapon that tortured themselves more than others would have been thrown away by them.

"There shouldn't be any enemies, right?"

"I don't know. However, I heard that there are several guerrillas active in the countryside, and Master Bruno has already dealt with them himself, so we cannot relax our vigilance on our side. ”

"Ah, Master Bruno is out of the way, it will be easy to solve. ”

"Yes, I hope to take this city down sooner rather than later, so we don't have to endure this winter in the wilderness. ”

"Well, the god Slark will surely inflict sin on these heretics...... Hey, it's thundering......"

They looked up at the sky, and saw dark clouds moving from east to west, obscuring most of the sky. Between the rolling clouds, the soldiers' eyes reflected a bright white flash of light.

Familiar with the island's climate, they are no strangers to this brilliance, but they see thunder in this bitterly cold season. This still surprised them.

"This must be the groaning of these pagan gods after being taught by the god Slark......"

An older soldier swore to define this winter thunder, and it did not unexpectedly resonate with the other soldiers.

"Long live the god Slark!"

"Kill the pagan gods!"

"Oooh oh. There was thunder again, and there were a lot of them at once, and the pagan gods must have been beaten badly!"

"Wow, behold, it's raining, and it must be the pagan gods who have been beaten and wept!"

It was impossible to tell if they were really convinced that their gods were fighting, or if they were simply using the gods to relieve boredom and coldness, but the group of soldiers were all excited, constantly waving their spears into the sky. Cheer for that god of theirs.

"Wait, wait! Something is wrong with that!" the older soldier was the first to react, reminding his companions.

"What? Isn't it just thunder?"

"No, stop, stop arguing, listen carefully!"

Under the punches and kicks of the older soldiers, the soldiers stopped their movements and listened carefully.

The roar was approaching rapidly, and it was no different from the thunder in the sky. But when I listen carefully, I feel that something is different, it makes people feel heavy in their hearts, as if they are pressed by a boulder, and more importantly, this voice is not from heaven. It's from the front.

Gradually, all the soldiers felt that something was wrong.

The earth began to tremble, and the stones on the ground danced like a dance. Even the heart beats in the same rhythm.

At the end of the line of sight, a black line began to appear. Then it quickly magnified, like a tsunami.

"It's cavalry. Enemy attack—" the older soldier shouted.

Before he could finish his words, he vanished into thin air, a metal arrow protruding from the back of his head, throwing his body backwards, and the rain that fell was mixed with blood and turned into red droplets that flew through the air.

It seemed to be a long distance, but in just over ten seconds, in the moment when these Slark soldiers were shocked by the sight in front of them, the cavalry had already rushed in front of them, and the long swords swept by, and the head of the Slark infantry rushed into the sky with a bloody tail.

The cavalry did not stop, their horses' hooves trampling on the already muddy ground, splashing high muddy water, and instantly passing through the infantry, straight to the camp in the rear.

"Kill~~" Gehr, who was charging at the forefront, held his sword in one hand and pointed straight at the camp in front.

The warriors behind him shouted in unison, and the neat charging formation broke into several groups, crossed Gehr, and rushed to the camp of the Slarks side by side, as if they were overwhelming.

The cavalry crossed the trench that turned into a muddy river, and pulled it down with the strength of several horses with ropes on the fence, so that the companions behind had already rushed into the camp while the Slark army was still stunned, and in an instant the outermost Slark army camp tent began to collapse, and was trampled on the ground by the cavalry, the gray tent was suddenly dyed purple and black, and the people inside didn't even have time to scream, and the Slark army soldiers who ran out of the camp tent in twos and threes were also scattered and out of formation, and they fell to the ground with blood splashed in front of the organized cavalry shock group.

An indescribable explosion suddenly sounded, as if it had been hit hard in everyone's ears.

There was another burst of thunder in the sky, and the sound of the rain also turned into a dramatic sound, as vast as a waterfall, and the rain poured down in an instant, and for a moment the eyes were shrouded in a white curtain.

The sudden increase in rain caused the reorganization of the Slark Army to completely fail, and in this weather, the Waynes had no idea how many enemies were attacking them, how far away they were, and more importantly, they couldn't even see where their companions were, what was going on in the camp. This illusion of being in danger without the support of their peers instantly plunged the Slavs into complete confusion, and the soldiers began to run around, trying to deal with the crisis in a way that felt appropriate for them, but this behavior only made the Waynes more confused, and even if any officer tried to restore organization, it was futile.

In comparison, the situation of the Holy Sword Knights was much better, because they all formed a charging formation to attack, and did not disperse, and those behind only followed the companions in front to urge the horses to hurry. So their organization is still maintained.

Although with the help of this heavy rain, the Hayes Thunder people have an absolute advantage. Far Beagle had intended to be more effective in inflicting chaos by raiding the enemy's center at top speed, but he knew that the situation was only temporary. As long as the rain lightens down, then the Slark army will know that there are not many Hayththunder cavalry attacking them, and it is likely to regain organization. And the rain is not completely biased in favor of the Hayes Ting, because of the heavy rain, he can't judge the movement of the Slark army, it is difficult to give them a fatal blow and cause irreparable chaos, once the advantage of heavy rain is lost, then it is likely to lead to the failure of the target of this raid, so he must not miss this opportunity.

"Duff, you lead the men to attack the red tent. I'll go to the blue side!"

At the time of rushing into the camp, Gehr was already looking for the location of the high-ranking of the Slarkna coalition army, when he saw two tents and a red basket, far larger than the surroundings, it should be a place where the high-level people are qualified to live, but the distance between the two is a little far, and he is not sure which one is the real high-level, so he can only divide his troops to attack.

Gehr shouted, and the Epheros in his hand cut frantically in the rain curtain. Everywhere the soldiers went, the warm and viscous red liquid splashed everywhere, and the white curtain in front of him instantly turned red, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye under the rain.

The shouts from the mouth were muffled by thunder and rain. Gell didn't know if Duff had heard his order, so he shouted a few times, then took the time to turn his head to look. I saw that in the rain and mist, a group of our own cavalry was already rushing in the direction of the red tent, and the position was the part led by Duff.

See Situation. Gehr did not delay any longer, and led the team straight to the blue tent.

"Follow me. Keep on the offensive!"

Between the thunder and lightning and the swords, Gell rushed forward, only to hear the screams all around, and for a moment it was not clear how many people had fallen screaming.

The enemy in front of him began to increase gradually, and the enemy formation in front of him began to become viscous and dense, and the first reaction of many soldiers in the confusion was to approach like their commander, which also caused Gehr's charge to start to slow down and the pressure was much greater.

"All follow me, just break through!"

Gehr yelled. He glanced at the blue that was already faintly visible in front of him, he should have reached the target, but he also knew that this was the most dangerous moment, once the enemy was blocked here, then the steady stream of enemies would completely overwhelm the cavalry of the Haysting, and they had to break through this obstacle before they could fully react.

Thinking of this, Gehr's eyes were full of murderous intent, the green tendons on his arms were coiled and violent like a giant python, his heart was beating violently as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, Eifferoth stabbed and slashed forward frantically, each blow used all his strength, and it was important to ensure that every attack was a one-hit kill, and the long sword was invincible everywhere it passed, killing more than a dozen Slark soldiers one after another, making a space in front of him temporarily, taking this opportunity to kick the horse's belly, the speed of the war horse increased again, crashing into the Slakna soldiers in front of him, and rushed forward。

The cavalry of the knights behind also followed the force, and for a while, the Slark army in front was scattered by the fierce impact, and the soldiers in front wanted to retreat, but the soldiers behind could not see the situation clearly and continued to advance, as a result, the two sides collided into a ball, and suddenly shook their positions and became a mess.

With this line of effort, Gell exhaled slightly, relieved the consequences of the muscle soreness and poor breathing caused to his body after the full attack just now, and then launched the attack again.

Breaking through a layer of human wall again, there was a "boom", and the soldiers of the Slark army dispersed, and Gehr's eyes suddenly opened up.

The blue glamping tent could already be seen in the rain.

At this time, there was another thunderstorm, and the sky and earth were illuminated white. Gehr took this opportunity to look forward, and just in time to see several people in delicate armor riding in front of the tent, one of the strong figures with gray hair and beard did not show the slightest embarrassment even under such a downpour, and there was a high-spirited aura.

When Gehr's gaze was cast on him, he was also looking at Gehr, his gaze was like electricity, and Gehr felt a heavy pressure in the meeting of his eyes.

"That's you. ”

At this moment, Gehr had found his target, and he grinned, his teeth white in the light of electricity. (To be continued......)