Chapter 216: Prince Leon

Riding the wolf king through the joint camp at high speed, he soon came to the front line. The soldiers passing by were startled when they first saw the wolf king, and only when they saw Her Royal Highness the princess sitting on it clearly, they breathed a sigh of relief.

Clark had been waiting for a long time, and he had Amelia and other generals by his side.

Seeing the two coming, Clark smiled and said, "It seems that there is no mistake in the information, and the magician with the reconnaissance said that he did not find the enemy commander." But a surprising figure was discovered. ”

Betty frowned and thought about it, she had been involved in this war for some time, and she almost knew what generals the enemy army had.

"Is it the Prince of Lyon?" asked Betty.

Clark nodded in approval, "That's right, it's him." My guess is that this march was a last resort. With the death of the commander and a group of generals, the morale of the army is weakened, the people are panicked, and it is easy for deserters to appear. Faced with such a situation, Leon, who came to support, could only force his attack and give these soldiers a goal. Otherwise, the consequences are unimaginable. ”

Hearing this, Betty was relieved. Sieges often require more than five times as many enemy troops, which is not the case in field warfare.

In terms of strength, the Principality of Posei has 200,000 troops, but the Principality of Cerne has only 100,000, and half of these 100,000 militia have just been recruited, and their combat effectiveness is extremely low, and the Principality of Cerne is unpopular, these militiamen are resentful, as long as they are captured, they are absolutely sincere, and they can tell him all the information they know.

In terms of the number of cultivators, the Principality of Posei has an advantage, with nearly two hundred people, in addition to the ace army Ice Knights.

If necessary, Betty's guardian Juggernaut will also participate in this battle, and will be able to deal a severe blow to the enemy at a critical moment, and the principle of capturing the thief and capturing the king first is imprinted in the hearts of every commander.

The enemy Holy Magister is dead, and the Juggernaut is unstoppable. It's just that it's not clear if Prince Leon has any expert guards around him.

Eve narrowed her eyes, the first time she was on a mission for her master, she had an accident, and although the responsibility was not on her, it still made her feel embarrassed.

She stared at Prince Leon's side and said, "Master, there is a sword master in the enemy, and it will only take three minutes for me to kill him." ”

Lu Ming followed her gaze, and did not see the sword saint she said, but saw Prince Leon.

Leon was dressed in a golden helmet and gold armor, heroic, with a cold complexion and fair skin, and as rumored to be, he was a first-class beautiful man. Riding a fiery lion sat on the seat, mighty and extraordinary.

Lu Ming is most disgusted with those who are more handsome than him, maybe because of Bai Feifei, since this little girl met Xiliuer, she often praised him in front of Lu Ming, saying how handsome he looked.

So Lu Ming pointed at Leon, "Kill him for me first!"

Since they are enemies, there is no need to be soft-hearted. You can kill him, you can kill fewer soldiers.

"Yes!" replied Eve.

Perhaps Leon knew that his time was running out, and that he would not escape death today. Decisively ordered the attack.

An army of 100,000 struck like a tsunami.

Clark also waved his hand and commanded the army to charge and kill.

The Principality of Posei camp was stationed on a higher ground, so that the cavalry could gain more speed and deal more damage with the first blow.

On either side were the elite army heavy cavalry, which was dressed in thick armor and the horses under the seats were carefully selected to carry plate mail and knights.

The amount of money spent by each hoplite is not a fraction, and the real effect may only be in a battle.

Being able to make a huge difference in vital battles is what makes it all about training soldiers and spending money.

Tens of thousands of troops collided together, like two huge torrents of steel. Cold, without a hint of emotion.

The head of the heavy cavalry regiment of the Principality of Posei had sharp eyes and rich experience, and I saw him pull down his face armor, straighten his spear, and drive his horse to speed up. Leaning forward, aiming at the local command, he rushed away without stopping.

The man in the Duchy of Thine was not simple, he dealt with it calmly, exactly the same as he did, and he also rushed towards it with all the same indomitable movement.

A heroic scene happened.

Half of the tens of thousands of cavalrymen were killed in a single charge, and the spears of both commanders were pierced in the chests with unmistaken accuracy, and the heavy armor was defenseless in the face of tremendous speed.

The cavalry commander of the Principality of Posei was stronger, and he lifted the other party in the air, and a tragic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. This time he won the battle.

The man in the Duchy of Sain also had a smile on his face, but he sneered, the invaders did not end well!

Both fell to the ground at the same time, losing their lives and gradually losing their temperature, before being trampled under the feet of the arriving soldiers. On this battlefield that stretches for miles, it is inconspicuous.

The surviving knights threw away their spears, drew their swords, and rushed into the enemy infantry phalanx.

They were greeted by a raindown of arrows, but even so, some cavalry survived, breaking through the enemy formation, chopping melons and chopping vegetables and taking their lives.

A wind mage chanting a spell flew into the air, pulled out a magic trinket and unleashed a whirlwind tornado that charged into the enemy camp. The phalanx of infantry with huge shields was quickly disrupted, and many soldiers were blown into the air, often with death when they fell from a height of tens of meters.

This side makes a move, and that side is not to be outdone.

Another magician unleashed a magic spell that turned out to be an enhanced version of the Ring of Fire. The maximum range was nearly fifty meters, falling from the sky, constantly shrinking, and the blazing flames burned dozens of soldiers, and the wails were incessant for a while.

All the practitioners participated, including some mercenaries for the bounty.

Flames, ice, hurricanes, spikes, all sorts of magic.

Mages have high levels of damage and poor self-preservation, and are often the primary target of enemy swordsmen. This is when they need peer protection.

Eve flew towards Prince Leon at unimaginable speed, and a man dressed as a soldier beside him stood in the way of the prince.

The pressure on this little bird was so great that years of fighting instincts told him that if one was not careful, he was in danger of being killed by it.

If it weren't for the fact that he was extremely sober at this time and hadn't touched a woman for more than a month, he would definitely feel extremely absurd. A sword saint in his own hall will be killed in seconds?

Eve opened her mouth and spit out a cloud of poisonous mist, this poisonous mist was extremely thick, purple and black, and the sword saint was like avoiding snakes and scorpions, and hurriedly dodged away.

He dodged, but he exposed the prince of Leon. Prince Leon is also a cultivator, and his aura is not weak, and when the Sword Saint Teacher stood in front of him, he had already sensed that something was wrong.

So he drew his magnificent sword and prepared to meet the enemy, but he did not expect that the person who came to attack was not on the same level as him.

Eve lost the slightest speed, and passed through his chest as a bird, with a layer of poison attached to his body as it passed.

It all happened so fast that before Leon could react, he found himself falling from the back of the fiery lion. Then he felt a great pain, and the handsome face of the heartthrob crumpled together.

A corrosive poison attack started in the chest and corroded most of the body in the blink of an eye.