Although the number of four or five knights was small, the high-speed impact was extremely fierce. They blew a fierce wind in the dark forest road, like a sharp sword stabbing into a raged team of goblins.

Inesa was the sharp impact. The sword light in her hand flashed, the thorn helmet glowed, the dark red cloak roared, and the horse's hooves stepped across the ground burning tinder and rushed forward.

The goblins were burning and screaming, fear and pain forced the green-skinned monsters to make their biggest noise. Their slim legs were running around, joking each other without any brains, pushing and shoving until the moment they died or fainted.

The team was originally holding several flags of the Magru tribe, but now the graffiti-like flags were trampled into pieces and were stepped into the soil by horse's hooves.

A bear goblin was lucky enough to be injured in the falling tincture oil in the sky. It roared and waved the mace in its hand, smashing the flesh and blood of the goblin soldiers running around it into mud, intimidating the tribe, hoping to reorganize the team. But at this moment

A sharp and sharp chill came from the oncoming wind.

The temperature in the Black Forest is already low, but the chill is so heart-wrenching that it is so exciting.

The bear goblin on the road held a stick and grabbed the shield, but was roaring uncontrollably shivering. The hair stood up due to extreme horror, and the dangerous aura was approaching it with the sound of horse hooves.

This tall monster was blocked in the middle of the road by running goblins and could not escape. It had no choice but to bite the bullet and wave the mace to top it. It hoped to rely on its own desperate blow to exchange for a chance to survive.

But

The running goblins were hit by horses, like plowed ground or like broken waves.

The female knight who was stern and sharp rushed out of the darkness, and the glimmer of the thorn helmet illuminated her cold and ruthless face. The long sword in her hand gently stroked, and a gust of wind blew past the bear goblin blocking the road.

The roaring bear goblin was sweeping the mace, but suddenly felt a light in his hand and his weapon was broken. It had no time to tell what was going on, and another knight rushed over from behind, and with the help of horsepower, he used the help of horsepower to slash its thick wrist and fell to his elbow.

Without waiting for the bear goblin to feel pain or scream, the accompanying knight continued to rush past, and another knife slashed at its neck. The ferocious head was still roaring. The next second, his body and head separated and rolled on the ground.

The headless neck squirted out of blood and fell to the ground.

The life of a monster ends here, and the corpse will soon be in the cold wind from the frozen hard state.

The dead souls of the Black Forest screamed joyfully. They came to the forest road where flames were exploding, followed the rushing cavalry team and rushed towards the souls that had just left their bodies.

They kept biting and gnawing, triggering the spiritual resonance of the defeated and making the battlefield even more terrifying.

Zhou Qingfeng followed Inisa and was protected by several other knights. Although he also drew out his long sword, he did not have a chance to fight with any enemy. The small cavalry team was like a sharp arrow, killing the enemy on the road of burning flames.

Ordinary goblin infantry was in a mess after being attacked by tinder oil. They ran around and screamed when the fur was lit. The lucky ones were scared to throw away their weapons and fled into the woods on the road without looking back. Only those big bear goblins were still persevering.

But these monsters couldn't last long.

Inesa and her subordinates were very proficient in cavalry attacks, and those who followed her were veterans in their thirties and forties. They had serious faces, neat equipment, and tight formations. After launching the attack, they were fearless, but they had clear division of labor and tacit cooperation.

The bear goblins scattered on the road were constantly slaughtered, and seven or eight were killed by the cavalry team within a two or three hundred meters. Those big monsters could not do it even if they had to withstand a series of blows and died extremely cowardly.

Although he just followed, Zhou Qingfeng also empathized with this neat attack and praised it very much. However, after a certain distance, Inesa suddenly closed the reins, turned her direction, and shouted "retreat".

Naer and others who were hiding in the woods had thrown out more than a dozen barrels of turmeric oil. Although the goblins in front of the cavalry were in chaos, they were not attacked, and a large number of troops remained intact.

More than a dozen bear goblins have organized themselves and launched a reverse attack in a dense formation, screaming to fight to the death with the mere four or five knights of Inesa. When the female knight saw the situation reversed, she stopped immediately when she saw it was better and left.

Zhou Qingfeng did nothing all night and just ran around. Inesa said he would go, and he followed him and turned around and retreated. At this time, the sound of horse hooves came from the direction of the way, which was the black warriors who had just run over, and they finally realized it.

"Go away quickly, don't be stuck halfway."

The sneak attack and ambush is to attack the strong with the weak, and it is most taboo to be greedy for merit and not know how to advance or retreat. Inesa took Zhou Qingfeng back to the ambushing earth slope, and she could see the black warriors who were furious on the other side of the road who were about to fight to the death.

The 'Iron Can'ts' all wore closed full-body heavy armor, with extremely high defense. The cruel training made them crazy and warlike, fearless of death, and it was difficult to get out of it once they were entangled.

Naer, Luke and others also came back. Everyone was happy and very satisfied with the results of the battle tonight. Everyone didn't say much. After a simple count of the number of people, they got on the horse and evacuated in a scattered manner.

Zhou Qingfeng looked back on the horse's back and saw that the black warriors had chased him less than 30 meters away, but suddenly the horse fell off. Several "iron cans" fell heavily, which was a pre-launched tripping rope, which was the same as the trees blocking the road.

"Why are you stunned? Why don't you follow me quickly." Inesa pulled Zhou Qingfeng's reins and took him away. The ambushed forest road went straight, and the sneak attack team was blocked by both ends of the enemy, so she could not return the same way and could only enter the woods and detour.

There was no road in the woods. In order to increase the speed of retreat, Zhou Qingfeng and others had to be divided into four or five teams. Naer and Luke each led a few people, but he still followed Inesa and an old knight.

Dumaso provided precious two or three minutes for the retreat, and Zhou Qingfeng once again distanced himself from the enemy. After entering the woods, his nervous mood gradually calmed down, but he was extremely excited and very happy. He was very interested in the cavalry team beside Inisa.

In cold weapons combat, cavalry is always more majestic and handsome than infantry. Uncle Zhou also hopes that he can master a powerful cavalry in the future. He whispered to Inesa: "Can you introduce this knight beside you to me?"

The knights who followed Inesa were not young at all ages, with weathered faces.

The female knight was leading the way and turned around and whispered, "Of course, this is their glory. Behind you is Sir Nasser, who is the vassal given to me by my father, and who vows to be loyal to me all his life."

The old knight is about fifty years old, wearing mottled and old cavalry armor, and the saber in his hand condenses with sticky blood. He was following behind Zhou Qingfeng, and then he would take the initiative to step forward and stroke his chest with one hand to express his respect, "Hisser Hugo, you are an impressive person."

Zhou Qingfeng smiled bitterly and said, "I hope the 'impression' you said is not a joke I made up for before the sneak attack."

The old knight spoke in a stern manner, "Maybe you need more training in actual combat, but you are very good at strategy and command. What's more important is your courage, which no one can match in the Black Forest."

This old knight is not only able to fight, but also flatters first-class.
Chapter completed!