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Volume 1, Chapter 73, Hit the Stream (4)

Just as Liu Ermazi's square formation was gathering slowly and chaotic, the other party no longer gave him more time.

A large number of figures that were jumping out of the darkness almost instantly, unevenly, but they were scattered, swarming out like rugged rocks, hitting the outermost flame army that was caught off guard.

The dense rain of arrows covered the shattered flame soldiers before the cavalry charge. Painful screams and moans filled the entire river beach. In just a few dozen meters, the invading cavalry had to collect their bows into their bags with only a few arrows. The horse spear and sword were already raised in their hands!

Just as a giant bear staggered into the clean snow and trampled randomly, the weak infantry phalanx was torn to pieces at once, and occasionally a slanted horse-repelling pill pierced into the unlucky cavalry or horse body, rolling to the ground, overwhelming a group of flame soldiers who were in chaos.

More cavalry swept across like hurricanes, and the cross-section of more than 100 meters was shattered by the cavalry. The infantrymen of the Flame Army probably had never experienced such a sudden and tragic scene. They collapsed without making any decent counterattacks and ran away with their heads in their arms.

It was like being swept into the mud in a vortex, and the infantry phalanx that was the first to be blasted was destroyed!

The black and defeated army rang out, and the desperate officers could not play a role even if they killed the fleeing soldiers one after another. The fear brought by the dark night made the unprepared soldiers instinctively escape to the distance, hoping to use the night to save their lives. As for the others, they could no longer care about it.

Suprising and shouting came one after another on the river beach. At this time, any order was useless. The overly frightened soldiers only wanted to escape to the farthest darkest place. In their opinion, it was the safest place, which made the entire formation chaotic and even affected the troops behind.

Although the scattered military formations were difficult to pose any threat to the enemy cavalry that was hit like a storm, the scattered soldiers still played some obstacles to the cavalry team that gathered the formation and charged.

The waving horse spear was scattered across the sword, the raised iron hooves and yellow dust, the splashing red flesh, the sonorous attack of gold and iron, the turbulent roar of neighing and roaring, and the chaos of people and horses. All of this swept by in just a few breaths, leaving only a mess.

"Shoot the arrow!" Han Bale almost burst out of his lungs. A square formation of 2,500 people collapsed without even a moment of support. Although Liu Ermazi's new recruits accounted for the vast majority, this result still made Han Bale feel deeply hurt.

These damn sneak attackers, he wants them to pay for it!

The crisp sound of "bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!" mixed with the light roar of "swish swish swish swish swish!", like a drizzle. Although it was not formed, the arrows flew up one after another and poured out of the darkness.

The flame army crossbowmen who were already standing on the slope became the fishermen in this battle. The irregular rain of arrows became denser and denser, and whistled, making the cavalry who had just tasted the fragrance of victory finally realized that the war brought not only sweetness and pungent blood.

Curl up, shrink your body, and try to reduce the strike surface as much as possible. This is the most basic way for cavalry to provide condescending arrows. Of course, the best way is to quickly pass this distance and get out of the range of the bow and arrow.

The arrows fell densely and brought out blood mist. The fallen horses rolled on the ground. As the war horses cried, the cavalry following around had to dodge in a mess, moaning in pain and moaning on the mudflat.

At this moment, the slightest mercy and hesitation will only bring death to yourself. Only by moving forward bravely without looking sideways is the only way to survive.

It was the first time Jiang Feng truly felt the sudden attack of death so close.

This is different from fighting alone, but it is an uncontrollable face. Perhaps the next strong arrow will penetrate your head and end your life. It is difficult for you to react, but you still have to face it calmly.

Although the ants thief's crossbowman's level is not high, even if the 2,500 bows and arrows are shot in turn, they will bring hundreds of arrows to baptism. Even if only one-third of them enter the range, it will still cause huge damage to the cavalry team.

It was like the trembling leaves in the autumn wind, and it was too late to even snorkeling. The surrounding cavalry kept falling from the ground, but all this could not stop the progress of the raid cavalry team.

The muffled sound of the horse spear passing through the sword and the soldiers' hearts of anger intertwined into a gorgeous and bloody song of slaughter.

Like a storm swept by, the first square formation organized by Liu Ermazi in a hurry collapsed in the surging cavalry before he could even make his feet.

But their sacrifice was not meaningless. When the cavalry had to raid the second formation with arrows, they were greeted by Ru Lin's halberd guns and wooden shields.

The dozens of cavalry who were ahead of the front had no time to stop. They had no choice when facing the opponent's dense military formation that was still a little messy but had formed. At this time, stopping the horse would only cause the entire attacking team to fall into chaos and eventually be swallowed by the arrow formation on the slope. The only way is to completely break the military formation in front of them, just like breaking the previous one.

The whistling cavalry struck the infantry defense line like waves, and the dense gunstone immediately strangled the first wave of impact to pieces.

Except for a few cavalry who could break through with their own martial arts, the other companions turned into corpses penetrated through the gun forest, and the flying swords fell to the ground, and the sharp gun shot sucked the lives of these cavalry warriors alive.

More than a dozen riders died in the gun forest, with blood pouring in, and they were filled with muffled groans and screams. The crackling sound was the knight hitting the ground, which seemed even more tragic and tragic in the darkness.

This is the price that a cavalry must pay to break through the infantry formation. If it were not for the raid in the dark, the price would be much greater. Of course, the other party would also pay for it.

The infantry formation has not yet had time to taste the joy of victory, and the second and third waves of cavalry have come one after another!

The continuous impact quickly tore the defense lines of these infantry soldiers who lacked decent armor. Multiple factors made it difficult for these infantry soldiers to hold on for too long. It was their ultimate to be able to muster up the courage to complete the first wave of defense.

With the impact of the war horses and their condescending advantages, the cavalrymen can easily raise their butcher swords to enjoy the pleasure of life and death as long as they tore open the dense line of defense at the forefront and break into the hinterland.

Every time I waved, it was always accompanied by flesh and blood flying and shrill screams, and cries, roars and painful moans, which were transmitted to the surroundings like plague.
Chapter completed!
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