Chapter 14

The long gun with cold light slashed down, with a terrible momentum.

The gurendy cavalry leader killed countless enemies on the battlefield.

Facing the horses with heavy armor in midair, no one can be intimidated by the giant iron soldiers on their backs. If they can lift their shields, they are already warriors. Even so, the hardest shield will be thrown away by this shot, and the owner of the shield will never survive.

Today, however, the shot failed.

At the moment when the iron gun fell, the young king he was facing turned over in the stirrup and almost fell to the other side of the horse in an instant.

The iron spear, which was only one millimetre from the king's cheek, swept his silver hair and fell on the other side of the horse.

At this time, the king is absolutely comparable to the most outstanding horseback dancer in the world. Just as the long gun passed the saddle, he turned over and sat on the horse again. He pulled the reins and drove the horse forward.

The one shot that he wanted to get was empty, and the cavalry leader and his horse fell back to the ground.

At that moment, the head of the heavy cavalry saw a cold smile on the king's pale face.

That smile contains the forest that makes the descendants of the sea barbarians feel terrible.

The next moment, the king had approached the head of the courndees.

At last the gurendy cavalry leader understood why the other side knew that the empty carriage could not stop them, but still pushed the carriage down the grass slope.

He was there to interrupt their charge.

The king made a big bet for himself and his knights.

In order to do the most damage when charging, the heavy cavalry of gurendy, whether they were men or horses, wore heavy armor. The ground will be deeply imprinted where the heavily armed gurendys have stood. The terrible lethality of these heavy cavalry is the result of agility and mobility.

Out of self-confidence and in order to humiliate the Legrand cavalry, the Grundy cavalry mistakenly interrupted the charge and chose to smash the carriages like the leader.

It was such a short time, but their enemies caught it.

The Knights of Legrand's oath wore silver armour, which was as light as paper compared with the heavy cavalry of gulendy. They could not resist the charge of the heavy cavalry, but they had the agility that the ancient cavalry did not have.

The quickest of these is king Legrand.

Because he's not wearing armor at all.

The king was the only one who fought in a suit.

Before that, no one thought that it was just a negotiation, but the king would like his father to step on the battlefield in person.

But that was the king's advantage.

He was as light as the wind.

The king danced with the horses.

He galloped around the heavy cavalry of the gurendys, and there was a whirlwind of silver and scarlet around the black armour. In the whirlwind, the king swung his sword from his horse.

In doing so, people and horses must achieve a high degree of cooperation, otherwise the master will be thrown down by the horses and trampled to death by his own horses if he does not grasp the right opportunity.

In the dark, the moonlight suddenly jumped up.

It's strange that the sky is dark and the ground is dark, and the rain is pouring. Where is the moonlight?

There was no moonlight. It was a sword cut by the king.

The king's sword has the ice grain like water wave, which is the unique cold forging steel technology in the north. It was a cold sword, as sharp as its owner. At a glance, I felt that the eye mask would be cut off. The king used it to force the leader's iron spear, and the sword went towards the fatal weak connection of his armor, so that the terrible and ferocious weapon could not be expanded.

He had to let himself roll up a whirlwind.

Once the wind stops, the leader's long gun swings away and rides forward again, then he is the damned one.

In the past, it was not that no one proposed to use light cavalry to assassinate the heavy cavalry of gurendy.

But up to now, the heavy cavalry of gulendy is still the shadow of death on the grassland.

Because even if the light cavalry could approach the heavy cavalry of the gurendys safely, it would not help.

It not only requires the light cavalry to have profound martial arts, but also requires him to have the mind to approach madness!

He had to overcome the fear of being smashed to pieces by heavy cavalry, and then he could wield the precise sword light quickly with a steady hand.

It's really dancing with death on the blade.

The head of the heavy cavalry of gurendy met the coldest and most cunning opponent in his life.

His opponent is a beautiful crescent moon, but this crescent moon is not hanging high in the sky, but death's sickle, which is to harvest the soul. The crescent moon seemed to be covered with spider silk, which was poisoned.

It's still raining.

In the wind and rain, the heavy cavalry of gurendy are like the black iron tower in a whirlpool.

The Knights of the king's oath, shield in one hand and sword in the other, whirled around the courndees. They forget the fear, the bravery of the Grundy cavalry, and all the knightly principles of frontal charge.Hell Knight rule, they are the king's pledge knight.

Their rule is only the king.

Tonight, right now.

They were fighting with the king.

This idea inspired these oath knights. They abandoned the unnecessary knighthood rules one after another. Like their king, they only pestered and forced the heavy cavalry of gurendy, and taught them not to take the usual ferocious collision.

They don't have the spirit of knightly confrontation. They are just like unscrupulous killers, but they are crazy and frightening.

The invincible heavy cavalry of gurendy fought the first battle, which was the most subdued and irritated.

Some of them launched a fierce attack, regardless of it, and completely abandoned the terror of direct stabbing. Holding the middle of the gun, they turned the gun into a stick and smashed it on the heads of those crazy silver cavalry, hoping to make their enemies bleed.

And his enemy, the oath knight, roared, fought hard for the iron gun to hit him heavily, jumped up from his horse and jumped on the black horse of the heavy cavalry. When the heavy cavalry's iron gun fell on him, he also put his sword into the soft throat under the enemy's helmet.

The heavy cavalry rolled with the oath rider and fell off the horse.

At this moment, silver and black interweave and bite together, like two kinds of grinding gears. The collision of the cogs produced scarlet blood. The blood was quickly washed away by the dark cold rain.

Man's life, horse's life, in a black and silver metal collision.

Or die! Or live!

For the first time, there were cavalry crazier than the barbarians of gurendy.

The black silver gear composed of human life and horse life kept turning, and gradually left the original grass slope and came to the lowland below. Everything seems to have nothing to care about.

However, when he reached a place under the ground, the king suddenly swung away with a sword.

His opponent was startled by the suddenly changed sword light.

And the king had pulled the reins and jumped out of his circle.

"Go

The king yelled at his knights.

At his command, the Knights did not hesitate to leave, and left the circle of fierce fighting. When the king's horse fell to the ground, he pulled his horse's head and rushed to the flat land in front of them.

The Knights of the oath followed.

The red eyed heavy cavalry roared and caught up like a whirlwind.

This time, they were finally able to restructure the team, re turned into a startling straight line, launched a fierce charge.

This time, there was no carriage and no underestimation of the enemy.

The knight of the silver oath followed the king in his scarlet cloak like a swift and light wind across the flat grass.

Black heavy cavalry followed.

When they set foot on the flat grass, soon all the Grundy cavalry realized that something was wrong.

No sooner had they run a short distance than the horses hissed in horror. And then they got stuck in the mud with their horses and men.

They cried out in horror.

The heavy cavalry of gurendy struggled to get out of the mud. However, their armor was connected with the horses through special iron clasps, and they could not be separated at this time. Only in vain with the war horse gradually sink.

It's a strange thing that the king and his knights passed by in the same meadow. Nothing happened, but the heavy cavalry fell down.

The heavy cavalry had already bypassed the big wetland before, and the battle behind did not go towards the wetland.

But -

there is more than one wetland here.

The main stem of the doma river is not far away from here, and its two tributaries are distributed in this lowland. The river water soaks the grassland day after day, forming large or small swamps. In winter, when the water level of the main stem of the doma river drops and its tributaries gradually dry up, many small wetlands will shrink or even disappear.

Some are not big or small, but because of the severe cold, they will form the same permafrost as other lands.

But it's only September.

The most terrible winter has not yet come, those small wetlands have not been completely frozen.

The king remembered all the marshes here, and the heavy cavalry of gurendy knew only the largest marsh.

The king and his cavalry were able to pass through the frozen upper wetland safely, but the Grundy cavalry, whose men and horses were heavily armored, could only get into the mud.

The horse's hooves are kicking.

The king and his vowing Knights turned their horses and came back.

The king pulled the reins and looked down at the enemy he had lured into the mire.

The head of the Grundy cavalry was at the front of the charge, the closest to the king. He saw the king slanting his sword, and the cold light of the sword was flowing.

The leader realized something.The king drove his horse forward.

In the dark, the sword light swept down like the moon.

Blood spattered from the heavy cavalry chief's throat and he fell back into the mud.

The mud quickly swallowed him up.

Hot blood splashed on the king's eyes, along his pale and cold face, with a fierce and colorful scarlet. The king watched coldly as his enemies were engulfed by the silent swamp.

The king pulled his horse and the rain fell on him.

The scarlet cloak was so dark in the rain that it seemed to have a thick smell of blood.

He said to the rest of the pledge Knights:

"go."

Cold, boiling, crazy

The first drop of blood had fallen and dyed the king's robe red.