Chapter 87

In order not to be attacked by himself and the enemy's cavalry at the same time, kukas had to carry a huge shield and rush towards the cavalry of the Stuart Witt empire. His action attracted the attention of some people on the battlefield.

According to other people's understanding, kukas's behavior is purely death. Although there are few professionals among the other party's cavalry, they are too many, and they are all heavy Armored Cavalry. Hundreds of pounds of weight charged, even the first-order shield guards in their heyday could not resist for long. What's more, he appeared covered with blood. At first glance, he looked like fighting on the battlefield for a long time.

"It's a pity to be a man." the heavily armored cavalry of the Latour Empire couldn't help thinking, but none of them slowed down or deviated from their position, but continued to charge ahead according to the predetermined route. They can't give up the charge because of a small number of people, otherwise they will let the heavy cavalry of the Stuart Witt Empire rush into the fortress, and what awaits them will be a complete failure. The cost of failure was the fall of the whole fortress and the death of countless soldiers.

However, kukas was carrying a shield and charging frantically. Although he had exhausted his fighting spirit, he could give full play to his strength. A spear hit his shield, and the knight's spear was instantly broken by the violent impact, while the cavalry gave up very skillfully, pulled out his sword and cut down again at kukas.

Without any evasion, kukas was like a siege vehicle that had not been destroyed, running frantically ahead. The sword and shield collided again, the sword flew out, and the cavalry's horse hit kukas's shield hard at the same time. The war horse fell to the ground, and kukas continued to charge.

With a roar to vent his suffocation in his chest and abdomen, kukas knocked down seven or eight horses in a row like an irrational beast. At this time, the heavy Armored Cavalry of both sides hit hard together. At one time, hundreds of cavalry fell off their horses due to violent impact, and then were trampled to death by their companions or enemy horses. Because the heavy armor on their body is too heavy. After turning over to the ground, it takes them some time to stand up again. This is a battlefield. There is no spare time for them to stand up again.

After knocking down seven or eight heavily armored cavalry in a row, kukas really couldn't hold on. Although the violent collision did not knock him over, it made his internal organs violently turbulent, and a trace of blood flowed down the corners of his mouth and nostrils.

"I can't die. I want to live and return to the old knight's manor alive, so as to build my own castle and become a powerful knight." kukas comforted himself again and again and encouraged himself.

A war knife crossed an arc and rolled towards his head. He retreated a little, but it was a little slower. The sharp war knife crossed his forehead and left a wound on his just recovered head again. Fortunately, after he was promoted to a knight, he never stopped fighting to harden his body. In addition, the wild cow grass given by the black robed female mage made his bones extremely hard, so as to avoid the end of opening his head. But even so, he was still dazed by the impact of the war knife.

"Roar!" kukas roared again. He waved a man's high shield and hit the heavy Armored Cavalry. He was stunned to smash the other party's men and horses to the ground.

The huge shield became kukas's weapon. He waved the shield and smashed it left and right. Whoever hurt him, he would smash it at anyone.

Scuffle, the scuffle of heavy armored cavalry was completely launched after a fierce charge. Countless cavalry turned over and fell to the ground, lying on the ground with their horses and couldn't stand up again. Kukas was crazy. He had already thrown away his shield and extended the chain to beat wildly. Some cavalry soldiers were beaten by his chains. The heavy armor sank directly. The body wrapped in the armor was seriously damaged. They opened their mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood, but they lost their ability to fight.

The cavalry soldiers who lost their combat effectiveness either lay on horseback and swam among the disordered troops, or fell to the ground, while the ropes tied to them dragged them to rub on the ground.

It was getting brighter and the killing still didn't stop. Both sides continued to fill the gap of the fortress with the lives of their soldiers. Kukas slowly fell behind and began to rest after killing.

Crazy killing, especially after knocking down seven or eight heavy armored cavalry in a row, injured his internal organs very seriously. Fortunately, the enemy soldiers in the rear had been cleaned up, so he sat casually beside a pile of ruins and gasped and recovered.

After verifying their identity, the mercenaries in the city began to transport all kinds of materials to the soldiers: food, javelins, weapons, drugs, and even carrying corpses for incineration. Some strong mercenaries received the task of the military headquarters and began to rush to the gap of the fortress to help the soldiers start killing the enemy. Of course, if they can survive after killing the enemy, they will receive a lot of rewards from the military headquarters.

While kukas was resting, an officer covered with blood came up to him with a war knife. "Can you still fight, soldier?"

"As long as you give me some Warcraft meat to replenish my strength, I can still fight." kukas struggled to stand up from the ruins and showed his strong muscles and tall body to each other.

"Are you a professional?" the officer whispered to kukas.

"Yes, knight," cried kukas, taking a deep breath.

"Where's your mount?" the officer reached out and wiped the blood on the sabre, but there was too much blood on it, so he couldn't make the sabre bright again.

"I didn't have time to ride in the barracks," kukas said with a little hesitation.

"Well, whether you are a knight or a soldier, go to eat now, and then go to the armory to find a weapon to kill me. It's not suitable for your knight to charge now." the officer ordered kukas loudly, then pointed out the food location for him, and turned to check other soldiers who had scattered rest.

Kukas did not refuse. He urgently needs Warcraft meat to supplement his consumption. He needs to return to the barracks and take the medicine he exchanged from the border military department to repair his internal injury. After all, it's time for the fortress to survive. He has no time to find a doctor for treatment and then recover slowly. Therefore, he can only take those precious drugs to recover quickly.