"put--!"

"Swish, swish, swish—!"

Thousands of arrows soared into the sky, crossed the parabola, and then fell towards the charging crowd below.

In the dark crowd in front of them, a small number of people fell scattered. The remaining people continued to charge with arrows stuck in their bodies. Under normal circumstances, shouldn't they fall to the ground in pain?

George did not expect that the opponent's fighting will was so high. The herald quickly ordered a second wave of arrows. This time more people fell down, but those who were hit by several arrows still continued to charge.

, no one is ever proud.

George even saw a man who was hit by many arrows and still charged.

Just when the herald was about to give the order to shoot the third wave, George raised his hand to stop him. He wanted to capture as many prisoners as possible, not kill. Those who were hit by several arrows, even if they are not dead now, will wait until the battle is over.

I'm afraid I'll have to die too. By then everyone has been killed. How can I take these hundreds of captives back with me?

"Get ready to charge with me!"

The blond George rode his tall horse heroically and walked up to the knights. He raised the sword in his hand and shouted.

The knights were also fighting high. Soon, the blond George put down his mask and rushed out at the lead. The knights behind him also urged their horses to follow, and the whole ground was shaken by waves.

As for the Victorians who were charging over, their eyes turned red when they looked at the iron lumps and the horses on their crotches, and they roared like wild beasts, but George didn't care about this, because in George's view

, these people will never survive their first wave of impact!

Facts have proved that it is exactly what George thought.

The cavalry phalanx rushed through the group of Victorians, and there was almost a massacre wherever they went.

The impact of the war horses and the weapons slashed down with speed cannot be said to be resisted by willpower alone.

But the players' fighting will is not an ordinary fighting will.

George was charging on a war horse. Everything in front of him was like paper. However, his speed gradually slowed down as he penetrated the Victoria crowd. It even felt a little strange when the horse was running.

As a commander, his combat wisdom, bravery and combat skills are obviously sufficient, and his combat experience is also extremely rich. What scene has he not seen before? But when he lowered his head and saw the scene in front of him, he was shocked

.

He has really never seen this scene before!

Then he saw a person hanging on the leg of one of the horses he was riding!

Still an elf!

The elf had a strange green character on his head and hugged his horse's legs tightly. When the horse ran, it dragged the elf along with it. There was red mosaic liquid all the way.

The elf is obviously not dead yet, and is still muttering:

"This horse is mine, this horse is mine..."

If the war hadn't been going on, George would have dismounted on the spot. As a result, this elf might have a little bit of an abnormality in his head.

But just when George took the time to take a look, the other leg of his horse backed up and was suddenly hugged by another human.

The human, like the elves, had strange green characters on his head and shouted:

"Fuck! This horse is so leathery!"

Not caring at all that his body dragging on the ground could cause fatal injuries.

If a horse can barely run if one of its legs is hugged, then it really can't run if both legs are hugged.

The horse under George staggered and fell directly to the ground. George quickly took off the reins and jumped off. Even so, he did not panic at all, because behind him, there were his teammates!

George turned around and saw that many cavalrymen had been pulled off their horses just like him, but those were only a few on the fringes after all, and many of them were still riding on their horses.

At this time, the cavalry on the left and right sides also launched an attack, and the light infantry behind them also came to cover them up. However, George, who was deeply embedded in the enemy army, could not see these. He pulled out his sword,

The gleaming weapons shone brightly in the sun, and the cold light reflected from the sword was enough to make people fearful. However, the people beside them did not show their dignity, but were seriously in danger.

The light of greed arose.

………………

An eagle with flapping wings, with a magical light in its eyes, flew over the edge of the Victoria Forest, where, in the darkness, was the battlefield where a battle was taking place.

War horses from three directions drove the Victorians together, and then nearly 10,000 light infantry came over to cover them up, fighting into a single mass with the Victorians who were clearly at a disadvantage in numbers.

People kept dying, and reinforcements kept coming out of the forest. They were either alone, dozens of people, or hundreds of people, but they were enough to support these Victorians, so that they would not all be killed here.

In the battlefield, John had already died in battle. When the blond commander George found him, all his equipment had been stripped off, and the horses didn't know where they were. The former knight was like this

One way, a humiliating death in battle.

But in war, how can there be so much mercy? Since you have planned to kill the captive opponent, you must be prepared to be killed by the opponent. This is the principle of war.

George had no time to grieve for the death of his old friend. Next to him, someone was tying up a struggling Victorian with a rope. The Victoria had his hands cut off before he was subdued.

George pushed the man away and yelled:

"Don't take prisoners! Kill the enemy first! Their reinforcements are endless!"

The man was startled by the commander, but he quickly took out his weapon, and then pointed it at the Victoria man who was tied up by him and looked desperate. When the Victoria man saw him pointing the weapon at him, he unexpectedly

He shouted excitedly:

"Fuck! Kill me! Cao Nima helped me for more than ten minutes!"

The warriors from York Territory killed him without hesitation.

All this was seen by George. Such a soldier was really terrifying.

This is what George was thinking in his heart, and just as George was distracted, he saw a black shadow flashing over. George fluttered to avoid it, but he saw it was a man with spinal deformity. He was Ah Fei!

George recognized this man who stole the show in the gladiatorial arena at first sight. Ah Fei held a dagger in both hands and had one in his mouth.

Santo-ryu is extremely fancy.
Chapter completed!