The sharp axe that roared through the air and then fell deeply into the head of the war horse, cut off the arms of the grassland cavalry. With the sudden muffled howl , countless war horses fell to the ground, and the grassland men on the war horse fell to the ground miserably.
Death and blood failed to defeat the fighting will of the grassland cavalry, but instead made the elite cavalry directly under the Left Court burst out with a stronger fighting spirit. They waved the scimitar in their hands, roared and roared, and continued to move forward with the axe rain . rush.
In contrast to the almost crazy grassland cavalry, the deserted warriors have remained silent since the war started. Whether they were running at high speed, avoiding arrow rain, falling to the ground due to injuries, or throwing flying axe with all their might, they always closed their lips tightly. On the battlefield filled with blood and broken limbs and should have been fierce and fierce, this silence became increasingly terrifying.
But if there were bystanders on the edge of the battlefield, in their eyes, the grassland cavalry that came in the wild and roared forward, rushing forward with horses , had already surpassed these silent warriors in their momentum.
The dark tides formed by the grassland cavalry finally approached the deserted warriors who rushed forward in silence , and then the first collision occurred. What is incredible is that the deserted warriors who seemed inadequate because of silence were not dispersed by the heavy cavalry. They stood in the dark tide like reefs, but were not dispersed!
A young deserted soldier squatted down, his long sword slashed out from his waist, and the prairie cavalry rushed towards him suddenly sank in shock. The war horses under him roared , and his two front feet were neatly arranged at some point. Cut them all off.
A young and deserted soldier looked at the grassland cavalry rushing in front of him with the wind and thunder, stepped forward with his right foot, sank his body and waist , and knocked him hard with his shoulders. No matter how you look at it, you will seek death. However, the shoulders of this young man were as hard as steel. The angle of the collision was so accurate that he just avoided the bends that the cavalry had swung over him. The knife hits the most vulnerable part of the front leg of the war horse.
I could only hear a muffled howl from a man or a horse. The war horse neighed and turned over. The grassland cavalry on the horse perfectly demonstrated their riding skills at this moment. When they flipped, they broke away from the saddle. Avoid the tragic ending of being pressed by a heavy war horse, but... as soon as his feet fell to the ground, the long sword of the young deserted warrior roared and cut off his head with a swish!
Hurry up!
The dark tide composed of grassland cavalry came over, and the wasteland warrior stood in the dark tide with a long sword in his hand and was swallowed in an instant. But after a moment, countless waves of blood splashed out from the dark tide, but these were either mature or naive. The deserted man surfaced again, carrying blood all over his body, and facing the second wave.
The tide overflows the reef and then slowly retreats. The reef still stands silently by the sea, as if the same is true for another billion years, and will never be washed away by the tide!
The deserted warriors are not ignorant reefs. Facing the black tide of grassland cavalry that is coming in the wild, one wave higher than another, they do not choose to remain silent forever and fight hard forever, but to make it at the fastest speed. A second reaction.
The feet tied with animal skins ran quickly on the grassland that was slightly hardened by the cold, carrying grass roots and broken soil, the deserted soldiers wandered through the black tide of the grassland cavalry like countless shadows.
They avoided those precise feather arrows, avoided the sharp scimitars, avoided the impact of war horses, and moved closer to each other tacitly, using five people as a group to divide and surround the grassland cavalry in the middle of the Black Tide.
The scene at that time was very wonderful. The black tide of grassland cavalry had already flooded the entire battlefield, but they could not devour these stone-like wildered men in the shortest time, and those wildered men ignored the swords and arrows behind them. , ignoring the few grassland cavalrymen who were divided and surrounded by five of their own people, they rushed up silently and fiercely with their long swords. The long knife was sharp and its feet flashed like the wind. Where blood splashed, grassland cavalry fell from the saddle, and then instantly divided into miserable pieces of flesh by several sword winds .
The grassland cavalry on the periphery and the cavalry who had already crossed the front line were unable to make effective rescue. They tried their best to hold the border and set off their bows , and the number of deserted warriors who could shoot to death was also extremely limited.
With its terrifying close-fitting defense power and unimaginable running speed, this battle against infantry on the vast grassland, which should have been one-sided, and even slaughtered, was developing in an incredible direction of victory or defeat.
In fact, since the deserted tribe moved south and began to contact and fight with the Left Hungarian tribe of the Grassland Left Hungarian tribe, this kind of scene that completely violates the fighting philosophy of the grassland cavalry has been constantly being staged.
The most terrifying thing in battle is not failure, but when you find that the ideas you have learned in the past and the most effective way of fighting suddenly fails. This kind of mental blow will directly make people lose confidence in fighting. In the previous few battles, the reason why the grassland cavalry was defeated was greatly related to this kind of mental inexplicable panic . After launching a seemingly foolproof charge, they found that the charge had no effect, and instead became the thin ones. The massacre targets of the deserted people, no matter how strong the troops are, or how strict the battlefield discipline is, they cannot stop the subsequent collapse.
According to the previous battle process, the grassland cavalry should be mentally broken at this time, and then withdraw from the battlefield in great panic, gather and rest again, restore their spirit and physical strength, wait for the next charge, and then collapse and fail again... But today's situation is obvious Somewhat different.
The cavalry surrounded by the deserted warriors did not collapse. They had already prepared for the end of death, so they burst out with fearless courage before death, desperately waving the scimitar in their hands, and burst out with extremely powerful force. Although the combat power of the deserted warriors was still unavoidable in the end , the deserted warriors often had to pay more than the previous times to kill a grassland cavalry .
Around the central battlefield with dense blood, the grassland cavalry who were supposed to support the trapped comrades, heard a low horn and took the reins without hesitation , regardless of the companions being siege by the deserted warriors. They fell to the ground one after another, but divided into two teams at the fastest speed, rubbing the central battlefield and moving away in the east and west direction.
The huge waves that hit the reef suddenly divided into two sides, leaving only the remaining waves in the middle still sticking to the black reef. And behind the fork between the two fronts of the grassland cavalry , a gorgeous carriage slowly drove over.
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The carriage was decorated with gold and silver, and was extremely gorgeous. In the middle of the carriage, on a disc made of stainless steel, the lines were densely connected to each other, even as if it was more complicated than the billions of stars in the sky at night.
On both sides of the metal disc, two expressionless turtle men stood, with their whole bodies in heavy metal armor , holding heavy sharp scimitars in their hands. The Central Plains have strictly controlled the output of salt and iron, and it is extremely difficult to see all-metal heavy armor here on the grassland. Warriors who are qualified to wear heavy armor must be the highest and most brave and powerful warriors in the royal courts.
Today, the two most powerful soldiers in the Left Hungarian Court of the Grassland Court were not responsible for fighting , but for protecting the metal disc on the carriage and the person sitting on the disc.
On the metal disc was a skinny old man wearing a golden royal aristocratic costume, wearing a ring made of agate between his left finger, and a runes painted with wolf blood on his eyebrows, telling everyone his identity: He is one of the seven most respected wizards in the Left Tent Royal Court .
The old wizard looked at the soldiers fighting on the grassland in the distance with expressionless expression. His dry lips quickly twitched, and his thin fingers kept hitting the metal disc, knocking like a war drum and spitting out between his lips. The spell seems to have an extremely magical magic.
A cloud suddenly floated from the blue sky, which just covered the pale sun and cast the shadow on the flesh-and-blooded grassland in the center of the battlefield.
At that moment, some older desert warriors had noticed that the performance of the grassland cavalry today was a bit strange. When he noticed that the grassland cavalry behind him who should have been desperately attacking him suddenly drove towards the periphery, leaving nearly a thousand companions like this. With a few near-sinking shouts, the deserted warriors accelerated the process of harvesting the other party's lives. The two hundred desert warriors near the north quickly followed the two divisions of cavalry toward the periphery.
However, just as the clouds blocked the sunlight and the shadows covered the grassland, the deserted soldiers suddenly realized that they could no longer catch up with the grassland cavalry who sailed to the periphery and began to wander along the Great Circle, setting their bows and shooting arrows again, because they The most terrifying speed of the enemy suddenly became much slower.
The reason why the running speed of the deserted warriors slowed down was that the originally hard grassland under their feet suddenly became soft!
The lifted grassroots gradually penetrated into the mud bottom, and the broken weapons remaining on the grass began to sink to the mud bottom, and their feet were also sinking. When they were running, they stepped heavily into the grassland, and it took a lot of effort to pull them out. After coming out, the grassland in the center of the battlefield seemed to have turned into a swamp!
The wilderly soldiers who had been silent and resolute finally turned their expressions at this moment. They firmly believe that they can win all the wars, but today they have entered the pre-development of the grassland cavalry and don't know what will happen next. Although the grassland they are in is only the surface layer that has become soft mud, it is not like quicksand that can be swallowed by people and horses, but it is difficult for them to maintain balance while standing on the soft ground with their feet. His legs were deeply trapped on the ground and he could not perform his terrifying running speed.
For thousands of years, chasing snow wolf and snow deer on the boundless sea , turning the feet of the deserted people into tireless, fast and extremely endurance wolf feet are their most powerful weapons. However, today their weapons suddenly lost their function. They could not catch up with the grassland cavalry that wandered around. What was even more terrifying was that they could no longer avoid feather arrows like before, and they could not even do so at least not to let the enemy . The arrow shoots his own vital points!
Whoosh!
The royal cavalry who wandered to the outside of the grassland reorganized the team at the fastest speed and divided it into two brigades of more than a thousand cavalry. They ran at high speed in the opposite direction, and shot arrows at the same time, heading for the deserted soldiers surrounded by them. Cum!
With a puff, a sharp feather arrow shot into the chest of a young man. He frowned in pain and pulled out the arrow from his chest, but he didn't have time to raise the long sword in his hand again, followed by the second arrow, the third arrow, and more arrows shot him again Body... Finally, the boy stared at the eyes and slowly knelt on the ground with unwillingness and pain. His knees sank into the soft ground, and then leaned forward.
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(I was so excited that I was so excited that I was dying. I stopped four times in the afternoon. I was so excited that I was dying. I was afraid that I would stop for a while. I wrote three thousand words to update it first . There was still another chapter in the future... In addition, starting from the 29th, the monthly ticket will be doubled. This, this, let's talk about it later. )