Illent thumped in the water for a long time, just as the poor fellow was gradually losing his mind, finally, in the water, a strong hand reached out, grabbed Irent by the hair, and killed him. drag it up! Immediately, a hand passed through his armpit from behind and hugged him, and then carried him out of the water.
"Wow!!!"
When he landed on the shore, Ylent immediately turned over and vomited wildly. At the same time, he forced his eyes to open. There was a person beside him, who was the veteran who reminded him earlier.
The veteran had a happy smile on his face, panting and laughing: "My lord, fortunately, I am good at water. The people from our sixth corps are all successful, if someone else is here, today you are here. The fate is handed over."
Ilent realized that it was the other party who saved him, so he was full of gratitude, and panted, "Brother, I have kept the grace of saving my life in my heart, and I will definitely repay you in the future!"
"They are all brothers in the army. They can block each other's swords on the battlefield. Your words are serious."
Irent reluctantly sat up, when he heard a whistling and scolding behind him, and when he looked back, his whole body went weak again with fright.
A large number of Odin's troops have rushed to the other side of the river, shouting and scolding on the other side.
There used to be a small wooden bridge on this river. Just when Ilente's cavalry was retreating, according to the original plan, the bridge's stakes had already been manipulated. Once the cavalry crossed the bridge, the movable wooden stakes were extracted. The whole bridge collapsed suddenly.
The Odins chased the river on the other side, but there was no bridge, and they could not cross the river in a hurry.
The Odins on the other side scolded anxiously. Although this river is not wide, it is not easy for the Odin warriors in iron armor to swim over. Moreover, the Odins who grew up in the ice and snow of the northern country are not easy to swim. Good at swimming.
Morka has anxiously ordered his subordinates to find a way to cross the river immediately, and some of the Odin cavalry on horseback were busy dismounting on the shore and taking off their armor, ready to swim across on horseback.
"My lord, this river is neither wide nor too deep, and it won't hold back the Odins for long. We have to go fast as originally planned." The veteran pulled Ilena up. Irent looked back, but saw his big white horse beside him. It turned out that the horse had swum over and was wet, but it was safe and sound, except that Irent was stabbed in the butt with a sword, and it was still bleeding. .
Irent took the reins in the past, and was originally annoyed. After all, the horse rushed into the river and almost drowned himself, but after thinking about it, he finally sighed and touched the Odins on the other side. Ma Noi, sighed: "Ma, Ma, although you almost drowned me, you saved my life. You didn't jump into the river, I was caught by the Odins on the other side. We are even equal. Bar."
Some of the Odins on the other side had already taken off their armor and coats and tried to walk into the water. There were also some impatient guys who threw away their weights and hurriedly urged the horses to walk into the river.
A tall Odin young man in iron armor was shouting with all his might, holding an axe and shouting something at Yrent and others on the other side, apparently urging his subordinates to cross the river quickly.
Morka had to worry, if the Byzantine cavalry in front of him was allowed to run away, Denzel City would be ready for war, and he would face stronger resistance when attacking Denzel City in the future.
Morka is not a stupid person. When he was chasing just now, he had doubts about the origin of this cavalry team that suddenly appeared... He even thought about whether this might be a trick of the Byzantines, such as Is there an ambush ahead or something...
But soon, when the cavalry in front of him turned around and ran away, Morka's concerns were dispelled. There are two more factors that make Morka completely relieved.
The first is that the cavalry destroyed the simple wooden bridge immediately after escaping the river—a move that made Morka greatly relieved. According to his understanding, if this cavalry is a bait to lure him on purpose, then he should not destroy the bridge, but hope to chase after him. If the other party destroys the bridge, that is a real escape, not a play. (On this point, Morka sighed helplessly afterwards: our Odins are ten times more brave than the Byzantines, but in terms of conspiracy and tricks, a hundred Odins tied together can’t stand up to a Byzantine.)
Destroy the bridge when crossing the river. This idea was exactly what Xia Ya personally decided before the cavalry went out. Obviously, the seemingly cool turtle, when he made up his mind to be a yin person, the bad water that he nurtured in Wildfire Town since he was a child is still very useful...
As for the second factor that made Morka feel at ease, it was Ylente.
Poor Illent didn't know yet that he had unknowingly taken credit. From Morka's point of view, he believed that Irent, with his bright and gorgeous armor, must be a high-ranking officer, maybe even a high-ranking officer! Such a high-ranking officer fled into the river in embarrassment just now and almost drowned—even if it was to lure the enemy, there was no need to pay such a large amount of money. As for whether this guy is fake with some kind of soldier - didn't you see the Byzantine cavalry jumping down the river to save him? If it's fake, the Byzantines have no reason to waste time saving people for a small role.
It is these two factors that make the son of the patriarch, who is deeply trusted by Manninger, fooled.
"Cross the river! Cross the river!! Quick!!"
Morka shouted loudly, he couldn't even wait for the infantry who came up behind to cut down trees and erect bridges. Anyway, he decided that since the situation in front of him was not a trap or an ambush, then completely destroying this Byzantine cavalry was the most important thing! Since there was no danger, he simply urged his subordinates to take off the heavy armor, and discarded some of the weights to cross the river.
There were more and more Odins crowded by the river. At least five or six hundred Odin cavalrymen had dismounted from their mounts and took off their armor, and one or two hundred cavalrymen crowded on the river beach to urge their horses to go into the water.
For a while, the scene was a bit chaotic.
On the other side, the frightened Irent had already been carried by his subordinates and put on the horse again, and then twenty cavalrymen scurried away toward a small road to the north.
Under the urging of Morka, the Odin people's river crossing was finally completed quickly - after all, this is just a small river, and it cannot stop the Odin people for too long.
When hundreds of cavalry crossed the river, Morka couldn't wait to order the pursuit. The direction in which the Byzantines fled was obvious, to the north.
"map!!"
Morka shouted, and immediately a subordinate brought up a simple map. Morka opened it and looked at it, and shouted: "The road they escaped, there is a village on the map, where they must be heading! Run after me! Where are my guards! Follow me!"
There were more than a thousand Odins who crossed the river, most of them cavalry without heavy armor, but for the fierce Odin warriors, fighting shirtless is not a problem - those weak Byzantine sheep where are we Odin Warrior's opponent
The Seventh Corps and the Corsican Corps were easily defeated by us? What's so scary about these Byzantines? !
With an order, Odin's cavalry, almost half of them disheveled, followed Morka and chased down the road.
Along the way, the marks of horseshoes were obvious on the ground, and Morka encouraged his morale while chasing: "Look at these horseshoe marks, their horses have no horsepower! Accelerate! There is a village in front! They must want to enter the village and use the village to resist us. , rush them in one breath! Odin warrior, rush with me!!"
Morka, who was in a hurry, did not notice a detail.
This road is not wide, and the thousands of cavalry of their own galloping, naturally compressed the formation, and crowded on the road to advance.
…
Although the map was crude, it was not mistaken. A small village appeared in front of him. From a distance, Morka saw a thick black smoke rising into the sky. Morka looked at it and laughed loudly: "They are letting out wolf smoke as a warning, rush in and put out their fireworks!"
After a whole fierce shouting, the brigade of Odin cavalry quickly rushed to the outside of the village. The village was obviously dilapidated. There was only an earth wall less than one person high outside, and many places were collapsed and incomplete. Such a high earth wall , even better horses can leap over. The debt gate at the entrance of the village has slumped by half.
There were hurried shouts and the sound of horses' hooves clearly coming from the village, and Morka was refreshed: "They are inside! Chase! Chase!!"
A few Odin reindeer cavalrymen at the head slammed into the village gate directly. The dilapidated village gate, under the charge of the shocking reindeer cavalry, swung the cavalry's prismatic hammer and was quickly smashed into pieces!
The brigade of Odin cavalry filed in and rushed into this remote small village.
But after rushing into the village, the twenty fleeing Byzantine cavalry were already posing in front of a not wide dirt road!
What made Morka's scalp numb was that after rushing through the gate of the village, he was sitting on the narrow road in the village in front of him, full of all kinds of horse-rejecting fences and fences with sharp wooden stakes and edges and corners. !
These things almost filled the streets densely with layers after layers! Only small air strikes can slowly ride around.
The most important thing is that the 20 fleeing Byzantine cavalry had already set up their posture behind this dense fence and wooden stakes. The Odins in pursuit!
Morka immediately judged based on his rich combat experience that he had brought too many cavalry, and the dense team would never be able to pass through the gaps in these wooden stakes calmly. Will definitely be forced to squeeze together! And this 100-meter-long street will become a bloody road! If you want to rush to the front of the opponent and kill twenty enemy troops - the time it takes to rush to the opponent is enough for these Byzantines' bows and arrows to kill several times the number of soldiers!
trap! !
Morka's heart suddenly brightened!
How to deal with an ambush or trap
Is it the courage to break the enemy's conspiracy in one go? Or do you decide to retreat immediately
This choice, if replaced by Byzantine soldiers, may be carefully considered.
But for the Odins, who have warlike blood flowing in their bodies, this choice... Is the answer still a question
"Rush over!! Kill them!!" Morka raised his axe!
The reindeer cavalry in front immediately killed the road full of thorns, and the Odin warriors used the axes and hammers in their hands to clean up the stakes in front of them!
hum! !
A tingling sound of the bowstring vibrating to the scalp!
Twenty Byzantine soldiers fired a salvo, and almost all of them shot their arrows in vain. The Odin cavalry who rushed at the front immediately fell down like a dozen of wheat.
Originally, if it was placed before, the bow and arrow would not cause much damage to the Odin people when they were fully loaded with iron armor.
But don't forget... In order to cross the river, most of the Odins who were chasing lightly took off their armor, and many of them were even shirtless at all!
Morka roared hard, the Odins never lacked the courage to charge, even when the soldiers in front were bleeding and the arrows were flying!
The Odin cavalry rushed forward with all their might, braved the rain of arrows, and worked hard to remove the roadblocks layer by layer. Morka has also ordered a group of cavalry to go out, trying to go around the back of the village from the side to attack.
The congestion of the road made the charging Odins crowded together, and the Byzantine soldiers could easily hit the target without even deliberately aiming.
After several rounds of volleys, more than one hundred Odins fell on the road, but the road was almost cleared!
Seeing that the twenty cavalrymen were in front of him, and Morka believed that the detoured men and horses he sent should have circled the back of the village and blocked the other party's way! !
Although the loss is a bit irritating, but... If you kill these guys in front of you, you will peel off their skins with your own hands! !
"Is that so? Is it just this kind of unpopular ambush? Is there only so many people?" Morka sneered loudly: "I thought there would be a large number of ambush! Hmph... The Byzantines are really ridiculous! Since I'm here to be fooled , it should have been ambush here for more people, if they occupy the houses on both sides and ambushed us with archers in such a terrain, our losses will be several times greater than now!"
Although he tried his best to laugh and scold, his heart sank to the bottom!
This big drink is just a boost to morale! But Morka knew in his heart that his whereabouts were exposed!
The scene in the village in front of me was definitely not created in a hurry!
The other party attracted him to come here, then... Obviously the Byzantines already knew the existence of their army that was attacking northward!
The battle plan drawn up before has come to nothing! Even if these Byzantines are torn apart here, when they reach Denzel City, they will no longer be effective as a mirage.
Seeing that the Odins are about to rush across the long street. Those Byzantine cavalrymen showed no sign of escaping, and still lined up tightly together, steadfastly pulling bows and shooting arrows to kill as many Odins as possible.
Seeing that they have fallen into a desperate situation, there is no possibility of escape...
At this moment, a loud and long laughter came from the sky!
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!!"
Sharp and weird laughter fell from the sky, and then a flying shadow suddenly jumped down from the sky! On a huge flying carpet, stood a thin figure. The flying carpet quickly landed on the heads of the twenty Byzantine cavalry who resisted, suspended there.
The people on the flying carpet are dressed in snow-white robes with a long hood behind their necks. This wide and flowing white robe is the most standard Byzantine magician's attire! And... it's a attire that only high-level magicians are qualified to use!
On the chest of the white robe, a golden badge shines!
The person on the flying carpet had a long wand in his right hand, and it was actually made of gold! At the top of the wand, is a huge blue gem, the size of a human fist!
Such a luxurious wand, I am afraid that it is not a high-level magician, and it cannot be used!
Wearing a flowing white robe, an extremely gorgeous wand, and a long, loud laugh, the voice actually covered the sound of fighting in the audience!
Dotolo's appearance on the stage shows his majesty!
"Bold Odin, this mage is here, how dare you make trouble!"
Dodoro stood on the flying carpet with his head held high, raised his wand high, and pointed at Morka!
Magician!
Byzantine magician! !
Morka's face changed immediately.
Even if they look down on the Byzantine army, there is absolutely no one in this world who dares to despise a group like "magicians"!
What's more, Dodoro was wearing a white robe!
He was standing on the flying carpet, and his wand was gorgeously slag, and he almost had the characters "I am a master" written on his face!
With such a magician standing in front of him, how can Morka not be anxious
"Kill! Keep rushing!" he roared.
Dodoro stood on the flying carpet, and his appearance was full of prestige, but only Yrent who was under the flying carpet under his feet noticed that the magician's legs were actually shaking slightly.
Dodoro deliberately lowered his face, and his originally wretched appearance finally had a somewhat extraordinary appearance under the background of this outfit. He shouted proudly: "I don't know whether to live or die, let you see the power of magic!"
With that said, Dotolo raised his wand and shook it gently towards the houses on both sides. On the wand, a red light shone as expected...
boom! ! ! !
Almost at the same time, the houses on both sides burst open, and roaring flames burst out. The flames suddenly turned into a sea of flames, and the houses on both sides turned into huge fireballs!
In the midst of the flames, the stone charged by the Odins suddenly stagnated! !
The voice of Dodoro laughing came: "Odin people who don't know whether to live or die, taste the power of my Archmage Dodoro!"
He deliberately used a high-pitched tone, and sang a simple and strange text in his mouth.
-Everyone knows that magicians have mastered a special language called "Magik", in which all magical spells are cast. This mysterious language has always been learned only by magicians, and it is absolutely incomprehensible to outsiders.
The voice of Dodoro chanting loudly made Odin's heart start to beat drums.
But only Ylente, who was standing at the foot of Dodoro, could vaguely recognize it. What kind of magic spell was this hateful guy chanting
After careful identification, this bastard chanted loudly as if it was something like "Eggs, four flours, half a catty of olive oil, and half a bowl of low fire to bake..."
damn it! This bastard actually recites the recipe again? !
Just as Dodoro chanted loudly, suddenly, a wall of fire appeared in front of the Odins who were rushing in front!
The raging fire swept in front of the Odin cavalry and quickly engulfed them!
The few Odins who rushed in front of them were immediately in flames, howling in pain and rolling on the ground, and the horses and reindeer ran away in fright!
Dodoro continued to sing loudly, looking at the burning Odins in front of him, and felt relieved: Fortunately, this elementary fire magic scroll that I begged from Lord Merlin is really useful.
It has to be said that the Odins were bewildered.
The houses on both sides were burning, and the whole body of the person in front of them was on fire, making everything messy.
This made everyone even more deeply afraid of the "Dodoro Archmage" who was standing on the floating flying carpet with an inscrutable and high-level demeanor.
"Odin, hurry up!" Todoro shouted and raised his wand again.
This time, he raised the other palm and raised a middle finger.
A ring on the middle finger suddenly transformed into a small launcher like a hand crossbow after a black light.
Upon closer inspection, a round metal tube at the top exudes a dark air.
Holding this thing in his hand, Dotolo was instantly refreshed, and even his waist was three points straighter than before!
This guy laughed proudly: "Odin, go to hell! Moan and struggle under the magical brilliance of my Archmage Dodora!!"
At the top of the metal tube, a strange black spark soon appeared...
immediately…
boom! ! ! ! ! !
…
At this moment, Morka seemed to have an illusion!
The Byzantine magician who was floating in the air, called "Master Dodoro", suddenly turned into a black light in his hand.
That ferocious black light hit the charging team almost unhindered from the front. Immediately... everything changed!
Time seems to have suddenly slowed down several times, and everything seems to be an illusion in sight! At this moment, the world seemed to become silent, without a trace of sound. But Morka clearly saw that among the crowd hit by the black light, dozens of Odin warriors, almost including horses and reindeer, turned into dust in an instant! ! !
Then the black light penetrated into the crowd, almost within a range of more than ten meters, all those who were concentrated by the black light "disappeared"!
Yes, it is gone!
Any part of the body is almost instantly turned into dust and vanishes!
On the periphery of the black light, some Odin warriors who were swept by the black light, some arms were swept away by the black light, some were legs, some were horses... all of a sudden they turned into smashes!
This terrifying scene seems to be only for a brief moment, but in Morka's eyes, it seems to have lasted for a long time!
A black light flashed, and among the crowd, almost a hundred Odin cavalrymen, even with their mounts, turned into fly ash in an instant! And the Odin warriors close to the periphery, at least 100 people suddenly rolled to the ground screaming and screaming!
All this... but that guy named "Master Dodoro" raised his finger!
horrible! terrible! !
Morka stared at everything in front of him in astonishment. Even the brave Odins did not dare to move forward. They shrank back one after another, and some even squeezed back desperately.
Morka stood at the back, and suddenly heard the white-robed magician shouting loudly in the distance: "Odin, hurry up! Just eat me a note of 'Devil's Light Flash'!"
Having said that, the "Master Dodoro" raised his middle finger again!
This time, there was no need for Morka's order. The Odins in front didn't say a word, and almost turned around and ran back frantically.
The Odins are not afraid of fighting, but this kind of magic that instantly kills a hundred people in an instant is really terrifying!
I can't fight, how can I fight? !
Seeing that the magician pointed his middle finger at himself, Morka's mind suddenly went blank!
"Morka! Quickly retreat! No matter how powerful our warriors are, they are not the opponents of magicians! Quickly retreat!!"
The clansmen around them struggled to pull Morka.
Morka finally reacted!
That damn black light is so scary! Call, what's your name
The devil shines
It really is an evil name! !
Morka didn't want to be silently killed by the black light in such a ghost place! He is the son of the patriarch. In the future, he will inherit the entire Basak tribe and succeed his father as the commander of the Chixue Army!
What a joke, how could I die here? !
Morka immediately shouted: "Retreat! Retreat! Let's retreat!!!"
boom!
Once the order to retreat was issued, the Odin team was in chaos.
Almost like a madman, all the Odin cavalry turned around and rushed towards the way they came, and most of them were crowded together. For fear that the magician in white behind him raised his terrifying middle finger again, shooting out that terrifying black light!
The chaotic Odins rushed towards the entrance of the village.
Behind him, Dodo Luo on the flying carpet suddenly collapsed and let out a breath.
The magician wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and looked at the Odin who fled in a hurry.
At the most dangerous time, I finally made it through.
Only Todoro himself knows... what the **** "Demon Light Flash"... This miniature version of the magic cannon in his hand can only be released once.
Although the poor frog of Damandras was used as an energy source (Damandras burst into tears...), but every time after launching the magic cannon, it would take a long time to wait for the next time when the magic power is fully accumulated...
Just now, if the Odins really rushed up without fear of death, I feared that the powerful "Dodoro Archmage" would have to turn around on the flying carpet and run for their lives.
Even if he can escape alive, the twenty cavalry on the ground cannot escape. Even if Todoro can go back alive, he will be executed by the angry Char-sama for abandoning his comrades...
so far so good…
(Looks like my Luck Tadora-sama is pretty good.)
The mage's happiness is like the rest of his life after the catastrophe, and he is even more excited when he is proud.
Ha ha! In today's battle, I, Lord Dotolo, became famous in one battle! ! In the future, the famous Red Snow Army of the Odin Empire will spread the prestige of my Lord Dotara!