I’m used to it, and I’ve been drawn a few hundred again. The format will not be taken first~~~

　　

The abnormal gathering of the fugitives caused Dicole, who had completed the cavalry assembly, to hesitate. He stared at these chasers who faced an absolute advantage, and the guy who did not choose to escape, couldn’t help but think of once in a hunt. , I also faced a big fugitive,

　　

Almost the same desperate situation. Under the siege of his superior cavalry, everyone was running around, and this big man did not choose to escape, but jumped out of the crowd in silence, leaving only a broken one. Half of the broken sword will cut a Normandy cavalry who chased in the back from the battle horse and wanted to **** the horse. Unfortunately, with the close cooperation of other cavalry, three lances stabbed the fugitive at the same time. body,

　　

The blood was like a squeezed red sauce, sputtered from this tall fugitive, his entire body was heavily pierced by cavalry's bayonet, and could not die for a while, just from Immediately on the battlefield, it was put into the air, like a shrimp caught by a fork, waving its hands and interrupting the sword in pain,

　　

　　 "Look, there is a fool here!"

　　

The Normandy cavalry surrounded them like a joke. The broken sword was too short to threaten the cavalry. Soon, the long guns inserted into him became eight. These long guns stabbed to enjoy the painful cry of the other party. The fatal chests that were avoided at the entrance were nailed to the limbs of this strong fugitive, and then like a tribute raised high, the horse was dragged.

　　

"You bastards, your good death! The fugitive cry of the fugitive sounded through the wilderness. A lot of blood flowed from the fugitive's body and down the barrel of the flesh inserted into the flesh. Even the cruel Normandy cavalry felt Some skaters, and finally in the laughter of the Normandy cavalry, the Sarande used his last strength and used the broken sword to cut the spear on his body.

　　

　　 "Okay, the joke is over!"

　　

　　 The last blow came from Decor, who fought like a horse and used his sharp tomahawk.

　　

　　 The Salander, who was like a blood gourd, was split into two parts with an axe, and the internal organs were mixed with blood like raindrops.

　　

　　 That time, even Dicol, who looked down on the Salander, had to admit that this was a warrior, even if he was a Salander slave! This is also where he felt cautious. I don’t know why. Although the number of the fugitives on the opposite side is not large, the momentum shown is really like the guy who was killed by himself.

　　

　　 But soon he was amused. He had a hundred Normandy cavalry. Do he need to be afraid of dozens of embarrassed fugitives? I really don't know what it is! Decor shook his head, staring at the distant gathering like chicks, looking at his fugitives in fear, the brutal nature was revealed again, and the feeling of mastering the life and death of others made a trace of his mouth. Grinning,

　　

　　What are you afraid of? Even if these contemptible guys are playing tricks! Even if they may have been warriors once, how can that be? In the comparison of the absolute strength that he has, any struggle is nothing more than a futile wail!

　　

Decor held up his tomahawk again, and then fell sharply, bringing up a very powerful light and shadow in the air, and squeezed out a few words from the gap between his teeth, "Exiting the shape of the formation, killing them. !"

　　

"Go forward!" Seeing the battle axe dropped by the Lord Lord, the captains of the already impatient cavalry squads pulled out their long swords and shouted to the subordinates they belonged to, "Booming" hundreds of cavalry heavy The horseshoes of the horse began to accelerate slowly like a steel wall that could move. The horseshoes rolled up the sky of broken snow, and the momentum was imposing. This time, the Normandy cavalry who had eaten a loss was obviously more stable.

　　

They are no longer using the previously scattered attack queues, but they are really like a rival, and they have discharged a defensive formation that specifically restrains the infantry gun formation. The real horses have the power to break everything, so that the entire ground is on. Shivering slightly, the cold wind was squeezed over with snowflakes and slammed on the fled of the Sarande

　　

　　 "Hold on, everyone don't mess up!"

　　

Valal clenched the weapon in his hand and stood in the forefront of the queue, loudly appeasing the uneasy emotions of his nearby companions, even if he was under the mighty power of the trembling ground of the Normandy cavalry opposite him, his face was also complex. Slightly whitish, the hand holding the cavalry lance was trembling, breathing heavily, seeming to want a little help from the air,

　　

　　 "Go ahead, pierce them!"

　　

　　 The forefront of the array is the most heavily armoured heavy cavalry. They are the guardian knights of the Lord Dicol, and the heavy black hòu heavy chain armor weighing ten pounds is enough to withstand the puncture of general weapons.

　　

　　 behind them is the core of the entire Qixing formation,

　　

Hundreds of light **** cavalry resembling a triangle queue, wearing all-colored chain armor, wearing a red helmet with a mask on their heads, as the crotch war horse jumped, like a bloodthirsty red cloud quickly covering the ground in front of the ground, the earth Bloody

　　

"Asshole, is a good formation to deal with the infantry!" Valal also saw the change in the formation of the opposite. He is a Mamunuk cavalry commander. He is very clear about the cavalry tactics. The other party specializes in dealing with the infantry army. The formation of the formation is like an inverted triangle. The two Normandy heavy cavalry running in the front are the core of the formation.

　　

As long as they hit the sharp point hit by the heavy hammer and slam into their queue, the guard cavalry behind them will be like a tiger rushing into the flock, following this broken gap into the long drive, like a sharp blade. Open the hot oil and cut the enemy array as easily,

　　

At that time, the protection of the array was lost. The flying horseshoes and the sharp scimitar of the light cavalry would completely tear the gap, and send the body and soul of the enemy in front of him to hell. For the cavalry armed with teeth Say that these people who have only simple weapons are the objects of arbitrary slaughter,

　　

"Can you get rid of the two heavy cavalry in front of the opponent?" Between the electric light and flint, Valal suddenly turned his head and asked the young man half crouching next to him, because the horseshoe sound from the opposite side was too loud, the young man Can only answer with a nod "I can give it a try!"

　　

　　 "Well, at your fastest speed, kill the first two heavy cavalry!"

　　

Valal pointed to the Normandy cavalry who had ran into a distance of 50 meters, and turned to speak loudly to the young man. In fact, he also knew how harsh such a requirement was, excluding psychological factors, and just wanted to use a normal bow and arrow to kill the weight. The cavalry itself is an unrealistic luxury, but now it can only be so. On the other hand, he uses the rags on his clothes to tightly wrap around the long gun's handshaking position,

　　

　　 This can ensure that after the spear pierces the enemy’s heavy armor, it will not let the spear off its own hand because of the huge impact of the huge impact. The white cloth on the hand will entangle their hands with the spear,

　　

　　Even if you get wet with your own blood, or dislocate your hands, you can force yourself into the enemy's chest.

　　

　　 The distance between the two sides was quickly shortened to 20 meters, and the blood-red eyes looked at each other almost without obstruction,

　　

As the distance drew closer, the Normandy cavalry's momentum made the fugitives more and more disturbed. They rushed straight towards the queue of fugitives. The Normandy horses under their crotch were not tall, but the advantage was that they were real. Good at endurance and impact, it is a kind of excellent horse breed in the northern part of the mainland.

　　

　　 "Charge!"

　　

At the distance of 30 meters, the first row of sharp cavalry of the Normandy cavalry started to lay down, and countless pieces of snow hit the armor with the wind. The cavalry behind pulled out flail, heavy hammer, machete, weapon Hanguang even made the fugitives unable to open their eyes.

　　

　　 "Kill them all!"

　　

　　 The two heavy cavalry who rushed to the front made a loud shout,

　　

In their minds, there has been a spectacular scene of the enemy falling down like a piece of straw under the impact of his heavy warhorse. This kind of thing they have done countless decisions, the kind of Saland slave Stepped under the war horse, the mournful screams will always be so beautiful, no one will believe that these Salanders holding the simple fork in their hands can resist the push of the heavy cavalry

　　

　　Sister "Just when the Normans thought that Shengfen was in the grip, a quick white line flew from the opposite side, and the cry of a heavy cavalry stopped abruptly.

　　

　　 "Master Lamudo Knight" followed the Norman cavalry behind him, staring at their brave guard knights, penetrated from the front throat by a cluster of barbed arrows used by his own.

　　

"Poo" The sharp barbs even let his neck blast from the front, revealing a black hole with **** flesh, a half-sharp pointed tip, which emerged from Lamudo's back and brought a puff of blood , Splashed on the pale faces of other cavalry,

　　

　　 "Papa" The uncontrollable body shook in the galloping battle, just like a kite that lost its thread, falling from the back of the swaying horse, and under the flying horseshoe, a sound of bone fragmentation sounded

　　

　　 "Why is this possible?" Normandy cavalry felt a chill at the same time~lightnovelpub.net~ The only way to kill a high-speed Mercedes heavy cavalry within 30 meters was to hit the gap between the heavy cavalry armor,

　　

At a distance of 30 meters, the young man, who claimed to be a descendant of the Beu-Sud family, quickly pulled the long cavalry bow in his hand and looked at the cavalry near the Normandy. The pupils gave a trembling gaze, and the corner of his mouth was slightly skimmed. , The bowstring was pulled away again, his eagle eyes fixed on the other heavy cavalry running in the front, his fingers were loose, the strong bowstring made a trembling tremor, and the second white line flew towards the oncoming Norman cavalry

　　

　　 "Account!, sparks, because the target was suddenly shaken, the arrow cluster rubbed the shoulder armor of the second heavy rider

　　

"Wait!"

　　

　　 couldn't let him feel regret, the Normandy cavalry had rushed in with a gust of wind, slap, the farm forks erected in the front row were broken, and the Salanders in the back flew like a broken kite.

　　

　　Baiou suddenly realized that he had been directly exposed to the Normandy cavalry

　　

　　 "Go die!"

　　

　　 The Normandy heavy knight who escaped the disaster, like a bull angry by jī, the first target aimed at Le Bleu, who was a little distracted,

　　

The front hooves of the war horses were raised, and the knightly lance with a terrible killing was revealed. The lightning generally stabs the chest of Bai Ou, (to be continued) [This text is by the handsome and handsome Yushu Linfeng of the Qihang Update Team Provided by @偶氏尊尊, which also has a flat tire] If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. )