"Go away quickly." Merlin shouted.

Felleg and Danny were stunned again, at such a fast speed, it turned out that this was the real cavalry...

Departing from the Duchy of Terran, he rode his horse all the way. Felleg had been in possession of the hurricane for two or three years. He thought he was still a good rider and occasionally gave guidance to the infantry riders of the Terran army. But when he saw the Mayan cavalry, he understood what a real cavalry was.

In terms of war horses alone, the Delan army's horses are not inferior to the Mayan cavalry at all, but their speed is almost half worse. Obviously, this is not a problem with the horse, but a rider. At this speed, they will be caught up by the Mayan cavalry before they run back to Bear City or arrive at the support.

"The First Infantry Team, stop advancing, dismount and set up a horse-resisting formation." A crisp voice came, and it was Merlin, the nineteen-year-old girl, who was more determined than the warrior Danny and the noble magician Ferlig.

Hearing the order, the First Infantry Squad of the Delan Army and the First Infantry Squad of Ferig's Private Squad stopped at the same time. They did not know who Melin gave the order to, nor did they know whether the order should be executed.

"The first infantry team of the Delan Army resists the enemy, and the others retreat. Hold on for five minutes, you can escape or surrender." Danny said gritting his teeth. He knew very well that this order was too much. Even the entire Thousand-Man team might not be able to withstand the five minutes.

At this critical moment, Danny made the decision to cut off his arm. If no one resisted here, the entire team might be destroyed.

"No, let them retreat, I'll take the lead, you guys go quickly." Feleg also gritted his teeth. He knew very well that a small infantry squad of the Delan army would not be able to stop it for long. Only by staying alone can you gain enough time.

Merlin shook his head secretly. When is it time? These two people are still showing their bravery here? No matter it is the Delan infantry team or Ferig's private army, it is impossible to withstand the Mayan cavalry. The best choice now is to leave a team of infantry every distance, and it is good to escape half of it in the end. After all, the Mayan cavalry dare not spend too long to chase them.

As for the nearby clearing teams, that's no point. Meilin believes that at the same time, all clearing teams will be attacked, and Major General Luo Wei is likely to miscalculate this time.

Seeing what Danny had to say, Felleg waved his hand and said, "Kay, Will set up the formation, Danny should not say anything, retreat immediately. If we can't stop it, you can send troops to block it." After that, he jumped out of the hurricane and took the refusal from a soldier.

Kai and Will were equally nervous. Seeing Felleg with a firm look on his face, he calmed down again. After all, their master was a magician, not an ordinary warrior.

"If you can't stand it for a while, and you can leave by a hurricane, the Mayan cavalry will not be able to catch up with it." Feleg said softly.

"No……"

The back of the Delan army had not yet left, and the faces of the Mayan cavalry could be seen clearly in front of them. The Mayan knights were not stronger than Ferig's private army, but seeing them waving their spears, slightly ferocious faces and a tough look, Kai had only seen them in the warriors of the Imperial Tiger King Division.

"Rise the gun." Felleg stared at the Mayan Knight with his eyes, and rows of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. Not to mention him, even Merlin, who had seen the world, was also nervous and sweaty. It was completely different to experience it personally.

The spearmen were originally the nemesis of the cavalry, but unfortunately Ferig's private army was not a regular spearmen. The horse-resisting rifle in his hand was only two and a half meters long, which was no comparable to the four-meter-long horse-resisting rifle of the regular army.

The moment the cavalry and the horse-resisting rifle formation collided, at least 140 of the two hundred warriors were knocked out, leaving behind the bodies of nearly 80 Mayan knights and hundreds of war horses pierced by spears.

"Kill." Feleg roared angrily, looking at the samurai who were knocked away, a fog rose in front of him. In a blink of an eye, his eyes began to blink red, his muscles tensed, and he was furious. These private soldiers who had been following him for a short time had lost their lives before they could enjoy the honor of being a magician in person, which made him feel very sad and angry.

The whole body was surrounded by a layer of magic shield that was invisible to the naked eye. He raised the broadsword in his hand and chopped the nearest Mayan knight. From the gap between the face armor of the rider, Ferge saw the corner of his mouth rising lightly, with a hint of disdain, holding a spear in his left hand, pulling out the broadsword in his right hand, and facing Ferge.

The two broad swords intersected and made a crisp metallic collision sound. The sword Feleg held the sword in both hands and used all his strength. Not only did he cut off the opponent's broad sword, but he broke the knight's armor, and cut him halfway through the knight's incredible gaze.

Merlin followed Ferlig. She was a level 5 warrior with a flexible movement. She turned her magic battle backwards and used it as a short spear. The attack speed was much faster than Ferlig. When Ferlig cut the knight into two pieces, three Mayan knights had been pierced by Merlin and his armor. These knights did not expect that the short spear in Merlin's hand would be so sharp.

After Kai cut over a Mayan knight, he knew that today was going to be finished. The opponent was just an ordinary knight, but he had at least level five strength. Among the warriors, level five and level six are a watershed, but the difference between level six and level seven is not so obvious.

"Kill..." With a shout, Kai was horrified to find that a knight drove his mount, and his long gun stabbed to his chest. He only dodged the vital points of his heart, and his whole body was hit by the powerful impact force, and at the same time he heard the sound of tooth-sourcing metal rubbing.

After that, Kai missed the original full-body plate armor in his heart. Although it was only a second-class A, half thinner than the plate armor used by the regular army, it was much thicker than the plate armor equipped by Filig. In fact, this kind of damage caused by a stabbing gun on the front would be pierced even if he was wearing the plate armor of the regular army.

There was a stinging pain in the middle of the chest, and Kai felt blood flowing out. This time he had no life-centered heart, but is there any difference? The whole person was strung on the spear, and no matter which part of the body, the chance of survival would not be greater than zero.

"Peng..." The back hurt so much, and the bones all over the body seemed to have been knocked apart.

"I landed?" Kai was extremely surprised. He was shot by the Knights and the Spurs. Even if he was wearing the thickest plate armor, he would be strapped on the spear. How could he landed on the ground?

With force from his waist, Kai turned over and stood up. The broad sword in his right hand was still tightly clenched, and his chest felt a slight pain. He looked down and saw a deep mark in the center of his chest. There was a small hole that could hardly be distinguished by the naked eye. If it weren't for the blood flowing out of the hole, Kai wouldn't have found it.

"I'm not dead? Hell, why am I not dead?" Kai roared and looked around. Only then did he realize that the situation on the battlefield was completely different from what he imagined. He clearly remembered that in the first collision, two hundred warriors lost at least 140 or 50, but now he glanced across his eyes and saw at least 60 subordinates fighting, and there were also bursts of shouts of killing from further away.

The Mayan Knights were easily distinguished from their men’s shouting. Not only were the languages ​​and accents different, but the shouting of these warriors who had first been on the battlefield were filled with fear, anger, and a hint of courage, just like Kai yelled just now.

There were many shouts. Kai casually distinguished it and heard at least hundreds of voices. These guys were not dead either?

"Ah..." With a scream, the warrior beside him was chopped heavily on his shoulder by the Mayan knight with a broadsword. The warrior shouted: "I'll pull, I'll pull..." While shouting, he waved the broadsword in his right hand randomly and cut off the front leg of the Mayan knight's war horse.

"Bastard, you are not dead yet, get up and fight for me." Kai stepped forward a few steps and kicked the guy hard on the butt a few times, roaring, venting the excitement and fear in his heart. In fact, his performance just now was not much better than this guy.

"I'm not dead? Captain, do you think I'm not dead?" The guy stood up obediently. Kai clearly saw that his left shoulder pills were almost cut, but there was still a trace of them connected, and he did not hurt his body at all.

"No one is allowed to die without my permission. Fight for me, go ahead." Kai shouted wildly.

Peter frowned and glanced at the battlefield. It was a hell. What kind of battle is this? The worst warrior under his command is also of a level five swordsman. Look at the opponent's warrior, the highest is only level six or seven, and he actually fought for ten minutes, and he suffered heavy losses.

The eyes swept over and there were at least hundreds of warriors who died in battle, two or three times the minor and serious wounded. Although they were still fighting, the other party was cut down, stood up, chopped down, and stood up again...

When he saw two hundred people staying to block the attack, he disdained. In his eyes, just one charge was enough. These new recruits who had never seen blood were terrified and desperate, and even blocked the stormtroopers for a moment, but now...

"Pyke, kill that man." Peter pointed to Felge who was rushing wildly not far away and said. This man's martial arts skills were very poor and his strength was not very strong. However, wearing chain mail, the broad sword in his hand was extremely sharp, and he often cut his samurai, including his weapons, into pieces.

He should be the highest officer of this unit. In addition to being better than others, the soldiers around him always approached him intentionally or unintentionally, trying to protect him in the middle, and behind him, there was a warrior with at least level 5 or 6 strength, never leaving for a moment.
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