However, even though these people did not believe that such a terrifying enemy army would appear, they began to assemble all the troops towards the central area.

The reason for them to do this is that the most well-equipped powerful soldiers in the entire army were also bleeding from the heads of black armored cavalry, but they did not kill any other person at all. If it weren't for the black armored cavalry's unfast speed, it would be no strange that the entire army would be wiped out.

Although all the commanders felt a little scared of such a terrifying army, who dared to withdraw from the grassland without fighting at this time?

Who can guarantee whether these slow black-armored cavalry will rush directly into the empire?

So they had to endure the discomfort and summon all the soldiers to gather together. Even if the other party is invulnerable to swords and guns, they will be beaten to death if so many people here!

I don’t know if the black armored cavalry could not be promoted to the prophet or what. The targets they targeted were troops rampant on the grassland. When the troops gathered together, they naturally changed direction and slowly walked towards the gathering place of the Alliance Army.

Seeing that the other party was indeed attracted, the Alliance Commander felt a little moved. Although these guys were invulnerable to swords and guns, the marching speed was too slow.

Moreover, they seem to act completely on instinct, which is the instinct to drive away the invaders, and there is no other way of combat at all.

After feeling these, the commanders couldn't help but feel their hearts. They didn't associate the black armored cavalry to the demon until this time, because a little normal wouldn't marching like this.

"Haha, since it's a mindless demon, then things are easy to do! We gathered our army here to do bait, and then digged a large number of trapped horse pits in front of us. Behind these trapped horse pits, they dug a large trench that was wide, long and high, even if they could fill tens of thousands of people, and then poured in turbulent oil.

"You know that demons are most afraid of fire. I don't believe that they can block the burning of tincture oil? Just burn them to iron to see if they die!"

The commander's proposal was immediately recognized by everyone present, and a vigorous digging operation began.

Those black-armored cavalry were probably as brainless as everyone thought, and they were still moving forward slowly and slowly on their regular routes.

Seeing this, everyone would shook their heads and sigh, and they were actually moving slowly straight in a line. Isn’t this equivalent to asking people to get out of the trap and trap them?

Demons are demons, they really have no brains.

When the Alliance army dug the trench trap, they waited for two days. The black armored cavalry appeared in front of everyone's sight very slowly.

Everyone stared at the black-armored cavalry at the front nervously, but they still couldn't help but complain that the top leaders were too careless. They actually spread the traps for the black-armored cavalry to see without covering them. I really don't know why the top leaders were so sure that the black-armored cavalry could not see these traps.

The brave and hairy scouts who received a generous reward were secretly lurking in front of the pit, but they wanted to get the first information.

Only they knew that the boss of the Bai family really had no confidence in such a trap. If it weren't for the trench, it would have been able to stop the black-armored cavalry, and I'm afraid he would have led his troops away now.

The scouts lying on the ground felt that the vibration of the ground was getting louder and louder. The sound of raising their feet and landing at the same time was really shocking. However, the faces of several scouts changed. This sound was not caused by human footsteps, but the footsteps of war horses!

It is not difficult for humans to be uniform after training tens of thousands of people, but tens of thousands of war horses actually keep the sound of 0 feet in one footstep. Isn’t this really incredible?

The black-armored cavalry got closer and closer, and the scouts felt like the sky was falling and the earth was cracking. They forced themselves to suppress the idea of ​​jumping and running away, biting their lips to pay attention to how the pits that just happened to trap their feet worked.

When they saw the black-armored cavalry in the first row suddenly tilted, and several people even wanted to jump up and cheer, but this excitement did not last long. They were so scared by the next scene that they all turned pale and stunned.

I saw that a war horse, whose foot had fallen into the horse's hoof pit, not only did not break its legs, but instead lifted its legs according to the rules as if nothing had happened. The horse's hoof that fell into the horse's hoof pit kicked away the soil without stopping and stepped onto the ground.

All the war horses that were hit solve the problem of horse hoof pits in this way. In other words, the horse hoof pits everywhere not only did not break the horse's legs, but also did not even play the role of blocking the opponent's speed, so these black-armored cavalry passed through like walking on flat ground.

The scout immediately jumped up and shouted: "Hurry up! Go back and prepare the tinea oil! I don't believe that I can't burn you to death!"

The scouts all roared in anger, and followed the scouts to turn around and rushed towards the trench. The black-armored cavalry obviously had no interest in these little ants and continued to move forward as if they had not seen it.

Several scouts climbed down the trench, then climbed up the trench with ropes, and returned to the Alliance camp to report the situation to their superiors immediately.

The commanders who were mentally prepared didn't care much. After all, they had already regarded the black armored cavalry as a demon. Since they were a demon, they would not be afraid of breaking their legs.

"Okay, now it depends on whether they will walk into the trench like idiots."

As soon as the commander who first proposed to dig a trench, someone asked, "What if they don't enter the trench?"

The commander smiled: "This is not better. Anyway, they can't attack us, but we can still throw tincture oil to burn them."

This made most people laugh.

"What if it can't be burned to death?"

Another question came out, but this question was like pouring cold water. Everyone shivered. The commander also smiled bitterly with a little ugly face: "If it cannot be burned to death, it means we cannot solve them, so we have to retreat."

"Since that's the case, it's better to prepare your luggage now, so as not to catch us off guard when something happens." A commander suggested.

"This is Bai Ran. Anyway, there are trenches blocking them, and they are so slow, so we can retreat." Everyone catered to each other. So the Alliance Army began to be busy again, but everyone had nothing to prepare. They brought a batch of dry food and let the horses eat and drink enough. They could leave when they had an order.

The black-armored cavalry declared their arrival with shocking footsteps. The huge sound made the mud in the trench peel off continuously, making the pressure on the hearts of the Alliance members heavier and heavier.

When everyone saw the figure of the black armored cavalry, everyone felt nervous. The alliance soldiers in the front row even hugged the turbulent oil tank in their arms, preparing to throw it out when the black armored cavalry walked down the trench!

Although the black armored cavalry was slow, it took less time to arrive in front of the huge trench since it appeared before and after everyone was seen.

But just as the expectations of hundreds of thousands of people on the opposite side, the black-armored cavalry went against everyone's wishes and actually stopped by the trench in unison.

The commanders who were pressed to the point of explosion immediately cursed: "Damn it! Use stone casting equipment to throw tinder oil! Throw me all the bows, arrows, crossbows, arrows, javelins and javelins to the opposite side!"

At the command of the officer, the catapulted chariot that had been preparing for a long time immediately cut the ropes, and hundreds of tinned oil tanks flew across the trenches and hit the black armored cavalry who could not resist. Although the impact of the tincture tank was the same as being hit by a mosquito for the black armored cavalry, the cracked tincture oil poured the whole body of the black armored cavalry.

Amid the cheers of the Alliance soldiers, countless rains of arrows and javelins also flew across the trench, but the effect of using them was not even as good as the tinder tank.

At least the turbulent oil tank can make the other party covered with turbulent oil, and after the jingling sounds, all of these arrow rains fell to the ground with blunt heads.

Seeing this scene, the cheers of the Alliance soldiers immediately became hoarse.

Next, the alliance soldiers did not need the command of the commander to automatically stop the useless efforts of throwing arrows and throwing the turbulent tanks.

The turbulent oil tanks on the Alliance Army were lively, but the black armored cavalry reacted very strangely. Not only did they not make any counterattack, but they even poured turbulent oil all over their bodies. These red-eyed demons did not react at all, and just stood quietly to receive the turbulent rain.

The Alliance Army didn't bother to pay attention to the black armored cavalry. Seeing that most of the turbulent was consumed, the commander waved his hand: "Rocket!"

Countless lit rockets immediately shot over.

The flames surged immediately, and the alliance soldiers cheered in unison, but the cheer disappeared soon, and everyone stared at the opposite side of the trench in amazement.

I saw that the black-armored cavalry were still motionless like before, as if they had not noticed that they were in the flames and burned the sky at all. This was nothing. Anyway, the demons had no brains and probably all looked like this before burning them to ashes.

But what scared everyone was that the fire had gradually weakened.

Because all the things that can be burned are burned, you can see how high the flame is by looking at the dark and cracked scorched ground, but why are the black-armored cavalry maintaining their original posture just like nothing else?

Why don’t the armor of these black-armored cavalry melt? Why can those black-armored war horses be as good as the flames?

Even the tails of those war horses were not burned by the fire like before!

It can be said that the flame just now consumed a lot of tincture oil and showed the beauty of the flame, but it did not have any achievements.

"Quick! Retreat!"

The commander turned around and left without saying a word. The soldiers knew something was wrong, and the entire camp immediately started to riot.

And at this moment, a soldier who was curious and turned his head to watch suddenly shouted: "They rushed into the trench!"

This life made everyone who heard it hesitate and stopped and turned to watch.

Seeing the black-armored cavalry slowly falling down the trench one by one, I couldn't help but feel a little excited, and an officer suddenly shouted loudly. "Hurry up, throw the turbulent oil into the trench again! If you don't believe it, treat them as steel and can't be tempered!"

When the soldiers heard this, they thought it was the same. They just burned in an open place, and the temperature of the flames was not much higher. It was normal for these demons to be fine.

But if you enter the trench and burn, the temperature will definitely be several times higher. As long as the temperature is so high that it can melt the metal, you are really not afraid of these demons not dead.

Understanding this, they immediately tried their best to transport the oil tank and throw it into the trench. At this time, a black-armored cavalry who had climbed up the trench suddenly stabbed several porters with a gun.

The attacks of the black-armored cavalry not only did not cause panic, but instead boosted the morale of the Alliance.

If the Black Armored Cavalry let the Alliance Army pour turtle oil, the Alliance Army will definitely flee in all directions after working for a while. However, the Black Armored Cavalry, who has not taken the initiative to attack, actually attacked the soldiers carrying the oil tank first. This shows that the Black Armored Cavalry knew that this method of burning trenches could kill them!

As soon as this perception appears, why don’t the Alliance Army boost the morale? These elite troops are never afraid of fighting against powerful enemies, and are most afraid of fighting against indestructible enemies. Now that they find that the enemy can be killed, what are you waiting for?

There were more and more black armored cavalry coming up, but they could not resist the oil tanks thrown by the Alliance Army who had fallen into the madness. They obviously knew the dangers of this thing falling into the trench, so they focused on killing the Alliance Army who were preparing to ignite.

When the officer saw several soldiers rushing forward holding torches were easily killed by the black armored cavalry, he couldn't help but roar: "Idiot! Use rockets for me!"

This reminded the soldier in the semi-crazy state and immediately ignited the rocket to prepare for launch.

There were only a hundred black armored cavalry who came up. They seemed to be rushing towards the soldiers who were pulling their bows and shooting. When the other soldiers saw this scene, they either picked up the rockets or intercepted the black armored cavalry for fear of their lives. Everyone had a thought in their minds: as long as the fire was lit, they would win!

Just as the soldier was about to let go, a black-armored cavalry nearest suddenly let out a whimper, and the red light suddenly lit up in his eyes. Then the spear head in his hand suddenly emitted a light that was dozens of meters long, and then he held the light and swept it.

The Allied archer was releasing his bowstring ferociously, thinking in his mind that he was the greatest hero.

But the archer immediately found that his rocket had not been shot out. He looked closely and couldn't believe that, including the bowstring, he was actually cut across the cross-section by something unknown!

And the Alliance officer who was not attacked by that kind of beam, looked at the scene in front of him with a broken heart. What did he see?

A beam of light swept across, and all the objects swept by this beam, whether it is a man, a weapon or a stone, were cut open!

"Oh my God! What's going on?"
Chapter completed!