Chapter 291

The spring breeze blowing from the far north is a little cold, slowly rendering the blue sky into cloudy clouds. All the scenery has also changed its color, and wisps of gray white fog emerge in the rolling mountains.

"Hey, bastard coward, are you afraid?" Krieg stood on the towering hill, gently stroked the dragon lizard Sgar under the seat, and looked at the Jackal Legion stationed not far away. The broken blood colored flag was waving in the wind.

"Guli, woo." Skar shook his head, a trace of fear in his copper bell like eyes, but he still kept a happy voice under the appeasement of krei.

Dada! Dada!

The crisp sound of horse hoofs sounded from behind. Gregory rode a red war horse and approached. His black face armor covered his face, and his eyes were cold.

"Lord Krieg, everyone has assembled!"

When he looked back, the thin fog gathered and fluctuated. A sharp armored Knox cavalry was reflected in his pupils. From time to time, horse snoring sounded on the hill.

As well as the flag of the red axe blade fluttering in the cold wind, it bloomed a bloody smile like a blood skeleton.

"Lance, ready!"

to be sonorous!

The neat and consistent action of riding a gun sounded, and the black blade pointed obliquely at the plain grass. After the black visor, the eyes of every noxas cavalry were filled with indifference and firmness.

The howling sound suddenly sounded in the distance did not make them feel afraid. It was more like burning the boiling blood in their bodies, or the flag flying at the highest place, like the color of blood dyed red.

I found that sometimes courage is far less meaningful than madness. Only complete madness can make me kill!

Crick suddenly laughed, with a ferocious smile on his gray Plush face. Then he took out the silver gray battle axe at his waist and roared.

"For Valoran collar! For Knox!"

"For Valoran collar! For Knox!"

Excited shouts and roars resounded through the sky, and the NOx cavalry followed clei and launched an fearless charge.

Boom!

The red war horses trampled on the desolate plain, and the dark armor set off the scattered dawn brilliance, like the sound of thundering horseshoes shaking the small mud dust.

.....................

In the Jackal camp, habakhak stood in front of the huge hill and looked at the looming human heavy cavalry not far away. The dark armor was very familiar.

"What do you want to do?"

He looked at the waving flag of the red axe blade, and an unclear emotion spread in his soul. Immediately, his scarred face burst into a ferocious smile, and his gray yellow tusks opened slightly.

"Ha, do you want to charge us? It's really respectable courage! I'll eat your bones after you die!"

"Ow --"

Habakhak suddenly raised his spear and howled excitedly. The human heavy cavalry that had interfered with it for a long time will eventually be destroyed in his hand.

Ouch!

Ouch!

One after another howling blew away the gray fog, and the silent jackal camp revived at this moment. No one satisfied them with the killing of edalas. The dark green eyes were covered with bright red blood, the sharp weapons were waved wildly, and the broken blood flag was flying high.

"Praise yanogu, for booty, for......"

Before the spear held high in habakkak's hand fell, a sudden roar interrupted its words and actions.

"Ha ha, is this true? Just a heavy cavalry of more than a thousand people, facing nearly 10000 jackal soldiers? Are you dying? Then I will help you!"

Looking at the dark steel torrent approaching in front of him, habakhak's face was full of amazement and immediately turned into laughter.

"Praise yanogu, for booty, for blood, for killing!"

"Jackal, fight!"

At the next moment, the waves rise one after another, and countless jackals take steps. In the glow of dawn, with bloodthirsty desire, they are like beasts breaking free from their cages, charging blatantly towards the torrent of steel.

.....................

The red sun leaped out from the sky, and the crimson light fell on the plain. The dark color was rendered, and the gray yellow color surged, and then

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The surging impact of the heavy cavalry showed in an instant, and the extremely dull impact sound was like waves and rocks, crushing everything.

The harsh and sour friction sound pierced the Jackal's leather armor and clothes, and the dripping blood stained the red armor. The NOx cavalry looked like a sharp blade and directly tore open the gray yellow formation.

At the moment of the first charge and battle, the Jackal soldiers in the first row, the second row and even the third row directly annihilated and disappeared, turned into blood mud and watered the plain, as if telling the cold and cruel of the war.

The feast of ultimate killing opens!

In this unknown plain, blood colored fireworks continue to bloom. Every second, someone will be killed and completely stay in the grass.

However, there were so many jackal soldiers that when the noxasian cavalry abandoned their heavy cavalry guns and wanted to draw out a sharp blade at their waist, they were directly pulled off their horses by the Jackal soldiers in the battlefield.

Immediately, the excited howl of the jackals sounded, the sharp blade fell on the waist, the hard armor was broken, the overflowing blood stained the eyes under the armor, the life passed in the body, and then was submerged by countless jackals.

This is normal!

When the power of the charge was exhausted, the noxasian cavalry fell into a hard battle, even if they were stronger than the jackals, even if their cooperation was seamless, even if they had a firm will.

But in the endless wave of jackals, all efforts turned to the East.

Death began to become more and more frequent, and the strong smell of blood shrouded the area, as if the cold wind was dyed red, slowly rolling up some broken clothes.

Looking down from the gray sky, the crimson blood and gray brain are intertwined to form a flesh and blood mill and the slaughterhouse of life, whether jackal soldiers or Knox cavalry.

"The outcome is divided!"

Habakhak stood at the gate of the camp with a disdainful smile on his face. He thought there was something special about this human heavy cavalry, but he didn't expect to be so vulnerable. The leading dwarf knight was pretty good.

The blood color in his eyes became more and more intense. He didn't want to waste time. He stayed in Stoke Kingdom long enough and should leave after robbing the Valoran collar. Otherwise, once something happens, the Jackal Legion may be left in this place where he has been killed.

Soon, habakhak waved his left hand, and the Jackal guards and jackal heavy armor soldiers standing behind had already finished wearing armor. They were waiting for the chief's order and repressed their inner desire to kill.

And now it's time for them to harvest the battlefield!