Ander looked into the battlefield in the distance.

On the side of Gilt, the cavalry brigade began to organize the team. With the help of the entourage, the knights focused on heavy armor and turned on their horses. After the entourage helped the knights wear heavy armor, they also began to organize their weapons and armor to prepare for battle.

"Ninth, the tenth team immediately tied branches on backup and ran around behind, making sure to make the appearance of smoke and dust rising and the army arrived."

"As for the order." The two cavalry captains agreed and quickly turned around and prepared.

Branches and spare war horses are both ready-made. Just hang the branches in stirrups. This task is not difficult to complete.

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"Haha, old guy, are we going to see Krato, the God of War today? It's up to this fight."

Marquis Cromwell, holding a thick copper-toned helmet in his left hand, rode on a tall and majestic war horse. He turned his head and said to Osvid, King of Gilt, lying in the carriage.

Osvid's face was pale due to excessive blood loss.

He heard the words of Marquis Cromwell and a smile broke out from the corner of his mouth: "I will leave my life to you. If the situation is not good, don't forget to ask someone to help me start the burning array under this car - I don't want my body to fall into the hands of the Abbeys."

"Ha, I've made arrangements long ago. If you see our military flag break later, the follower's mage Wande will launch the burning magic array to ensure that you can't have a single bone left."

"Haha, this is the best." King Osvid laughed twice, but it caused a rapid breath, and an abnormal flush appeared on his pale face.

"Okay, I'm going, you have a good rest, don't open the way, but you die in the car." Marquis Clarence laughed, put on his heavy and hideous helmet, and rode his horse towards the front of the knights' formation.

This was their last chance, and it was also an opportunity that Marquis Clarence had worked hard to manage with the blood of countless warriors.

During this consecutive day of fierce battle, Marquis Clarence cleverly adjusted the military formation, attacked in turn on the left and right wings, showing his weaknesses, and pulled the opponent's spear phalanx and heavy cavalry formations to the right wing one by one, so that although there were still heavy troops guarding the left wing of the Aibili Kingdom, they were mainly soldiers that were not suitable for fighting against heavy cavalry.

The soldiers on the left wing are actually first-class elites, and in terms of combat power level, they are far above the phalanx of spearmen.

Especially the elves' white horse light cavalry, if there is a large range of room for maneuver, it will be very rare to fight against them with an equal number of heavy cavalry.

However, when it comes to head-on fighting against the knight's charge, these troops are not as suitable as long spear phalanxes or heavy cavalry formations.

Life and death are the victory or defeat in one fell swoop.

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On the right wing of the Kingdom of Gilt, the left wing of the Abilelian coalition, a squadron of elves archers exerted amazing lethality, and arrows were like rain, causing a large amount of damage to the phalanx of the pellet soldiers just transferred from the right wing of the Kingdom of Gilt.

Then, in the Abbey coalition, the sword and shield square formation stepped out, and the long sword hit the shield rhythmically and pressed forward.

Both the archer and the sword and shield soldiers can be the nemesis of the spearmen. Although this is not absolute, the phalanx of the spearmen is by no means the opponent of these two types of soldiers when the elite level of the soldiers on both sides is similar.

What's more, even if the spearmen are not cannon fodder, they cannot be regarded as the most elite unit.

"They can't stand it." Looking ahead, King Hunter III of Abilee whispered.

However, the two Allied leaders around him were first-class high-level powerhouses. Not to mention that he just spoke a little lower, even his heartbeat could be heard clearly.

"But they still have the last card, Marquis Cromwell, the Great Knight of the Flame, hasn't taken action yet."

"Don't worry, Your Majesty Hunter, we were prepared for a long time, weren't we? After destroying the Kingdom of Gilter and the Kingdom of Patleme, your territory will never be reduced by half - just a change of place."

The elf patted the arrow pouch that was more than half a person tall beside him and said nothing.

Standing to the left of King Hunter of King Abilly was a tall and muscular elf. When his hands were naturally drooping, his length exceeded his knees.

He was holding a black longbow that was almost the same height as others, and there were only five long arrows in the huge arrow pouch beside him.

It’s not that the arrow sac is too small, but in fact, this arrow sac is much larger than the ordinary arrow sac, so it’s inconvenient to carry it on the back and can only be placed next to you.

The five long arrows in the arrow pouch are more like five slender javelins than arrows.

Each arrow is two fingers in its thickness, and the pure black arrow shaft has fine silver patterns formed a dazzling array of talismans.

On the conical golden arrow, a circle of silver threads extend from the conical head to the bottom of the conical bottom. The arrow shaft is obviously still, but the conical golden arrow is slowly rotating.

"I also want to see if it is the sacrifice of the Great Fire Knight, or whether our Barbarian Cavalry is more brave."

Standing on the other side of King Hunter was a giant who was over 2.5 meters tall and wearing a ox-horned helmet on his head. He was bored and gently slashed the two-blade giant axe in his hand to the ground, and stood with his hands in his chest.

Half of the axe blade was sank into the soil, the big axe stood obliquely on the ground, and the handle of the arm was wrapped around the handguard, and there were stars of light shining on the leather rope.

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There were flying arrows on it like rain, and there were swords, shields and soldiers on the ground.

The spear square formation was seriously injured, and the formation was sunk in a large chunk from the middle, and it was almost collapsed.

"Woo-Dou-Dou-" a gloomy horn sounded behind.

The sound of the horn seemed like the last straw that had been overwhelmed by the camel. The deformed spear formation completely collapsed. The spearmen threw down their spears and ran to the sides with bare hands. Even if they were killed by the enemies behind them, they would not care about so much.

A row of heavy knights wrapped in tight blue armor from the top of their heads to the horse's hooves appeared at the top of the hill behind the spear square amid the sound of trumpets.

The heavy sound of horse hooves sounded.

With the help of a small slope, these heavy knights accelerated three points faster than on flat ground.

Although it is only three points faster, sometimes it is the distance between life and death.

The heavy-armed knights charging side by side really have the momentum of landslides and earth breaking.

"Ah--!" Now, it was the sword and shield soldiers who threw down their weapons and ran away desperately to both sides.

The heavy-armed knights armed to the horse's hoof weighed more than one ton per person and the knight's spear was four meters long. They charged down along the terrain, and the shields of the sword and shield soldiers were almost the same as those of paper, and they had no effect at all.

Except for a few sword and shield soldiers who fled to both sides in time and were killed by the long-strike soldiers who turned their heads with short swords and took advantage of the number of people; most sword and shield soldiers were stabbed to death by guns and trampled into flesh mud by war horses.

In this situation, even a powerful soldier above level six may not be able to live longer than an ordinary soldier.

Thirty heavy-armed knights in the first row charged down side by side. Then, the second row of heavy-armed knights appeared at the top of the hills, and they were still knights wearing blue heavy armor.

"It's the Ice Dragon Knights, the Fire Knights have not appeared yet."

"Report—Gilt army appeared behind!"

"What-!?" The two Allied leaders and King Abilee were shocked at the same time.

Being attacked from both sides is a taboo in military strategists, and this is an irrefutable truth in the era of cold weapons.

There was smoke and dust behind the hills slanted behind, as if a large army was rushing towards it.

A squadron of light cavalry rushed towards the rear of the left wing of the coalition forces.

"The Third Infantry Regiment turned around in place." Hunter III ordered.

It is definitely too late for the infantry to support the left wing. Although the central army is closer to the left wing, the light cavalry running at a speed is much faster than the infantry. Hunter III's order actually only made the Third Infantry Regiment pay attention to protecting the rear of the central army.

After King Hunter gave the order, he turned his head and looked at the two allies.

"The Second Battalion of Wolf Cavalry, dispatch to intercept the attack." The man wearing a cow helmet didn't say nonsense and ordered directly.

"Perviansi Team, be on guard behind." The elf commander issued an order.

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Bronck led his Ice Scale Light Rider to the front.

The earth quickly retreated under the horse's hooves, and he could already see that the rectangular formation of the elves archers was already in chaos behind the left wing of the coalition forces of the Kingdom of Abilee.

Some people turned around and shot, some shot forward, and even arrows collided in the air, falling down and stabbing the archer.

However, they didn't have time to break into the Elf Archer array.

A wolf cavalry team of about 500 people came horizontally. If the speed of both sides remained unchanged, the team would be cut off by the wolf cavalry from the side when they entered the array of elf archers.

Bronck swung a flick and drew an arc with the entire team of light cavalry. Before the wolf cavalry arrived, he seemed to want to avoid the wolf cavalry's edge.

"Hahaha, it turns out they were a bunch of waste." The werewolf shouted excitedly, chasing him, and the speed was even faster.

The light cavalry squadron turned around and ran, but at the end of the light cavalry squadron, one man and one horse did not turn around, but went straight towards him like a wolf cavalry.

The red cloak flew like flames, one man and one rider, and the long halberd was dragged behind, and Ande rushed to the formation alone.

"kill--!"

The leader of the Wolf Cavalry Captain Halloke shouted loudly, but his legs exerted a little force, driving the Wolf to dodge to the side.

Of course he was not afraid of the other party, but the other party's war horse was a bit too tall. His own war wolf was originally lower than ordinary war horses, but he was just flexible.

The opponent's war horse's back is at least two heads taller than the average war horse. When he comes up with his own sword, he will cut his thighs at most.

Moreover, the opponent's man was tall and big, with thick, long and strange weapons in his hands. No matter how he looked, he didn't seem to be put there. If this big guy was beaten, he would be disabled even if he didn't die.

Let the soldiers behind try out the other party's quality first. A mid-level swordsman like me should use his martial arts and riding skills, use the flexibility of the warrior to attack from the side. The white horse on the opposite side is extremely tall, but the steering is definitely not as flexible as the warrior.

"Woo—hiss—" An arc of light rose across the sky.

‘Blood Tide Halberd – Sweeping Thousands of Army!’

The sound of the stick-like weapon breaking the wind just now sounded, and the next moment, it turned into a harsh sound of silk being forcibly torn apart! It was the sound of the long halberd being too fast and smashing the air.

A terrible arc flashed away, and Halloke had obviously driven the warrior to dodge, but when Ender put the longest halberd in his palm, the "sweeping thousands of troops" under the halberd, within a radius of five meters, the broken weapons and broken limbs flew up at the same time, even Halloke, a mid-level swordsman, was no exception.

When Ender's halberd swept to the end, Halloke could barely react, and he had time to put his beloved enchantment sword across his chest.

However, the long sword with a strong and tough enchanted sword failed to protect its owner, but collapsed into pieces and flew out with its owner.

Halloke was not even cut by the crescent blade of the halberd, but was flew up by the halberd's shank and turned into two pieces in the air.

A halberd swept across and killed six people in a row, and blood rained in the sky.
To be continued...