"Everyone is ready!" Sir Varas's voice was very penetrating, and his shout made all the cavalry listen to all the ears.

　　 "Look for this flag!" Sir Varas waved the lance with the pennant tied in his hand, and sang the flag.

　　 Under his shout, the knights put down their full helmet visors or put on their own fully enclosed helmets, took their lances from the retinues beside them, and were ready for battle.

　　 "Now, rush up with me! For victory!"

Sir Varas shook the lance up and down in his hand, his body suddenly leaned forward, and the war horse with his feet clamped under his hips. The violent and staggering armored war horse immediately understood the master's meaning, as if it had been moving away. The sharp arrow rushed out.

　　 Behind Sir Varas, there were nine other Scarlet Griffin Riders, who followed him at the same speed and ran wildly behind him.

　　 Forty Scarlet Griffins followed behind or behind them on their horses. They will give the knights the greatest help and best cooperation on the battlefield.

As for the local knights of Merland, who were enshrined by Leiner, the trending horses followed them firmly, and the heavy cavalry from the royal family, although they also had their own formation, obviously did not compete with Leiner. The knights cooperated very well.

　　 After all, the cooperation between cavalry is not easy. It is not only necessary to grasp the distance between the two horses of oneself and the opponent, but also to understand the opponent's intentions roughly, and to follow the large forces to charge together.

　　 The imperial heavy cavalry who has not conducted coordinated training obviously cannot do this, so they can only follow the charging cavalry near the cavalry to add some impact in the next battle.

　　 "Speed ​​up!" Sir Varas shouted loudly, and then shook the lance in his hand once, attracting the attention of the knights.

All the knights lean forward slightly, holding a knight shield in their left hand, and a four-meter assault rifle in their right hand pointing forward. The shield firmly protects their bodies, leaving only the side with the rifle exposed. .

　　 Takahashi saddles and stirrups give them good stability, coupled with their already extremely skilled riding skills, so their hands can be completely freed without having to grasp the reins.

　　 Count Zhebo felt the trembling of the earth. Although there was no expression on his face, there was some tension in his heart.

Slightly raised his head to look at the enemy cavalry rushing over. There was no other look on his face. His vassals were watching him. As a superior, he didn't want to show too much joy, anger, sorrow and joy in front of other people. Not to mention the panic and nervous emotions.

"Let our knights rush forward too! We will win the final victory! Let our brave knights go to the battlefield and use their lances and swords to obtain their own glory!" Count Zhebo's eyes remained. Staring at the battlefield ahead, he tilted his head slightly and said.

　　 "As you wish, my lord!" The messenger next to him showed great respect and loyalty to his master, and after saluting him, he immediately conveyed the Lord Earl's order.

　　 "Ha! Get ready to charge! Noble knights!"

A burly-looking knight was riding on the back of the horse, pointing at the Scarlet Gryphon rider and the knights behind them with the lance in his hand, laughing contemptuously: "Look! Ours Merit and glory are there! I was greedy by those fine armors, so strip them away! These **** flocks of bugs in a dung pit are not worthy to wear such good armors, and those equipment will belong to us in the end!"

His words are very crude, but this is exactly in line with the virtues of the knight class. The knight martial arts immediately shouted. They were very greedy for the armor of the enemy in front of them, especially the knights wearing red armors in the front. , If that piece of equipment were sold in the Imperial Capital, it would be worth at least hundreds of gold coins.

　　 They don't understand why their enemies have such valuable armor, but at this time they have no time to think about it. The only way is to defeat them on the battlefield to take the spoils.

　　 More than one hundred and fifty cavalry units composed of the canonized knights of Earl Zhebo, the knights of Earl Zhebo, and the knights of other coalition lords suddenly started to move.

　　 The horseshoe rolled up a cloud of dust that almost obscured the sky on the dry ground, and it was almost impossible to open your eyes under the breeze.

　　 The low sound of a horseshoe hitting the ground was as dull as a thunderstorm. After hearing it, people panicked in their chests, as if they were not stepping on the ground but on everyone's chest.

　　 Such a terrifying charging posture has almost no units that can be opposed to it in the contemporary era, but on the other side, the knights under Lenner's charge are equally divided.

Obviously it is a team with a lot of people, and it has produced a momentum that is not much different from them, and even faintly crushed. On both sides, a turbulent flood is like a surging flood, and the other is like a mudslide with the force of the sky and the earth, carrying the impact of thunder. In this way, Li moved towards the opponent~lightnovelpub.net~ Everyone knew in their hearts that the person in front of them was their insurmountable enemy. The Scarlet Gryphon Knights had to break through these enemies before they could complete the Lai. Na gave an order to impact the enemy's right flank.

　　The distance between the two parties was not far away. The distance of two or three hundred meters was just enough for them to increase the speed of the horse.

　　Rainer stood on the small high platform from afar and looked at the two knights torrent that was about to swell together, and found that his knights were much faster than the other.

　　 He knew that in addition to the slightly superior quality of the horse, there was also a bonus for the cavalry spirit to be as fast as the wind.

Sir Varas put down the lance in his hand and clamped it under his arm. The cheeks under his helmet became extremely hideous at this moment. At this distance, he could clearly see the cold under the helmet peephole of the enemy in front of him. look.

"what!!"

　　 With a loud roar, the lance in Sir Varas's hand accurately hit the knight's helmet in front of him, and the spear tip was inserted into his eye socket along the peephole in the helmet and pierced into his head.

　　His skills are quite superb, which is honed in countless battles, and it is very difficult for ordinary people to master.

　　 "Crack!"

　　 "Boom!"

　　 An endless burst of loud noise seems to be breaking through the sky, and the non-frighteningly inciting wings in the sky want to leave this terrifying place.

　　The two sides finally collided hard at this moment. The collision between the horses was terrifying, countless broken spear heads flew into the sky, and countless smashed helmets were thrown high.

　　 Blood swayed everywhere, countless flesh and blood bodies were pierced by the cold lance, even wearing a well-equipped and strong armor was of no avail.