Under the eyes of all the people, the two strongest players who rushed to the front of the two teams, one black and one white, collided fiercely.
"Must win!"
The god knights of the Judgment God Knights suddenly roared.
"Invincible!"
The knights of the motley army showed no sign of weakness.
Tens of thousands of fighters from both sides shouted and roared, shocking the world and cheering for their respective commanders, because the two men who were fighting represented the most powerful individual combat forces of their respective knight orders.
For the divine knights, Atkinson with silver hair and gray eyes is a symbol of victory.
Since the establishment of the Judgment Angel Knights, they have never seen an opponent who can beat Atkinson's silver spear. Every time, the silver spear is shot and the enemy is killed, without exception.
For the knights of the motley army, the golden lion Lampard is also a symbol of invincibility.
Although the formation of the miscellaneous army did not take long, it also poured the painstaking efforts of the supreme emperor Alexander and the priests of the [Beast Temple], especially the selection of the head of the regiment, which experienced a fierce competition. In the end, Lampard, the golden lion who broke out of the cocoon, swept away all powerful enemies, won the throne in one fell swoop, and became a motley army that even the strong orcs worshiped. The first strong and leader.
With the strongest confidence of the two major legions, under the eyes of everyone—Boom!
The silver gun and the black sword collided beyond the speed of light.
In an instant, the world was silent.
An unprecedented sense of confusion flooded everyone's hearts irresistibly.
The expected earth-shattering big explosion and lead cloud-like energy shock wave did not come.
In the very center of the battlefield, the two extremely strong men who collided at a very high speed, together with the mounts under their crotches and the weapons in their hands, seemed to have instantly turned into two beautiful statues. Time and space were frozen on their bodies. down.
After three or four seconds of deathly silence—boom!
The terrible shock wave was finally produced.
With the two peerless powerhouses as the center, the withered grass on the ground instantly turned into soot and scattered, and the exposed dark brown ground surged violently, rippling like water ripples, and the dust rising into the sky filled every space between the sky and the earth. An inch of space quickly disappeared under the agitation of the hurricane-like airflow.
At the center of the collision between the silver gun and the black sword, a thin light screen suddenly appeared like a mirror.
The silver-haired, gray-eyed Atkinson and the golden lion Lampard rushed into the mirror-like light curtain in an instant with a very strange posture, and then disappeared directly on the battlefield.
Almost at the same time, a dazzling stream of light flickered in the sky, and waves of indescribably terrifying power rolled over.
Cracks appeared in the void, faintly visible, the figures of the two peerless powerhouses shuttled in the void, the silver spear and the black sword, constantly colliding with the flames like a planet dying.
This is the real god-level battle!
After encountering a real opponent, no matter whether it is the golden lion or the silver-haired gray-eyed, they are no longer able to calmly and completely control their own power as before, so in order to prevent the aftermath of their vigor from destroying the Gulf of Naples and their respective cavalry regiments, they Unanimously, they chose to fight in the sky.
Even so, there is still a terrifying aftermath of power surging on the ground.
The hurricane kept blowing away the ground, plowing out bottomless ravines on the ground.
If this situation continues, the thousands of cavalry at the forefront of the two major knights who have not charged together are in danger of being completely blown away by the aftermath.
At this moment, an unexpected change appeared—in the Judgment God Knights, there were bursts of soul-cleansing battle songs of the Holy Spirit.
I saw clusters of silver flames surging up from the rushing team, turning into giant phantoms of battle angels, inciting the huge white angel wings, and lowering their power, every knight of the Judgment God can be seen with the naked eye, An intermediate silver battle ring emerged!
"Must win!"
Ten Thousand God Knights roared at the same time, their aura rising straightly.
Under the blessing of the battle ring, their strength doubled in an instant, and the momentum of 10,000 people was like an army of millions.
The brilliance of the silver holy power is connected from the ground to the sky. Looking around, there is a piece of silver and white everywhere. The sacred and majestic atmosphere fills the space between the sky and the earth, like an avalanche, crushing towards the mob army on the opposite side.
More than 10,000 people were kneaded into a whole in an instant, and the aftermath left by the shocking blow of the two powerful men was completely offset by this earth-shattering aura when they were less than a hundred meters away from the God Knight Army...
"This is the unique combat technique of the Knights of the Judgment God, the holy power blesses the battle ring..."
This scene made Cassano, who was watching the battle intently, change color.
The most elite [Lightning Knights] of the two empires before, ranked in the top ten in the entire continent of Azeroth, and was once invincible. In the frontal attack of the regiment, they only persisted for less than 20 minutes before being completely defeated and the entire army was wiped out.
The fundamental reason for the failure of the fighting spirit that everyone in the two empires are unwilling to recall is that the magicians of the Lightning Knights cannot beat the priests of the Holy See in terms of blessing power and other attributes for their own fighters , especially the unique battle ring of the Knights of God, it can be called the nemesis of all cavalry.
The original scene was still vivid in Cassano's mind.
Now seeing the Judgment God Knights repeating their old tricks, Cassano is naturally anxious, worried that this actually good motley army formed by his good brother Sun Fei will be lost in the first stop like this, he can't help but shout Shouting to remind.
Who knew that the next moment, what happened on the battlefield left him dumbfounded...
As if responding to the change in the Knights of God, suddenly, a burst of loud and clear singing, like the roar of an erupting soul, resounded among the motley army.
In this song, there is a power that is no less than that of the battle song of the gods.
I saw huge patterns of miraculous beasts rippling in the sky, shedding endless brilliance, falling on every knight of the motley army like light rain, and then waves of halos similar to the Holy See battle rings , rippling on the knights.
Their strength and aura instantly increased exponentially.
Especially those orc knights, together with their mounts, seemed to have entered a certain state of rage in an instant.
Their already very burly bodies continued to swell, their muscles bulged, and their black armor was almost bursting, their hairs stood up like steel needles, and the shadows of the totems of their respective races appeared on the top of their heads, their eyes turned blood red, a column Zhu Baiqi spewed out from the nostrils, like sharp sword Qi.
The momentum of the motley army also increased countless times in an instant.
Wisps of strange black mist steamed up, covering the sky and the sun, but it was no weaker than the silver light of the Judgment God Knights on the opposite side, and even enveloped the entire team in this terrible black mist. The opponent was in a trance, as if thinking that the ones rushing towards him were a group of death warriors who came out of hell...
"This is... by the way, the legendary Battle Hymn of Beamon!"
Cassano was completely shocked.
He suddenly understood why Fei had such confidence in his motley army.
According to the legend, Beamon orcs are born unable to master magic, but they can release powerful and strange power through singing, which can increase the strength, fighting spirit, fighting spirit, defense and even will of orc warriors, and can also reduce the resistance of the enemy. The power of a flesh and blood enemy is incomparably miraculous.
This kind of war song power was called the third power in the age of gods and demons in ancient times.
Because the orcs disappeared on the mainland for too long, many people have forgotten that this kind of power still exists in this world, and they have also forgotten the demeanor of the orc knights who once roared between heaven and earth.
Today, this disappeared cavalry unit of the king finally reappeared on the mainland.
They want to regain their former glory.
Even facing the Holy See Judgment God Knight Cavalry, known as the first cavalry regiment in the mainland, they did not back down at all.
"Regardless of the final outcome of this battle, one thing is for sure, from now on, the era of the Holy See cavalry on the Azeroth continent dominating the plain charge has completely come to an end!"
Cassano stood up tall, watching the battle curtain officially kick off in the distance...
Rumble!
The two torrents of black and white raging on the pale yellow grassland finally collided fiercely.
Blood splashes, bones break!
The war horse neighed, and the alien beast roared!
The two terrifying cavalry teams finally launched the most primitive fight head-on.
The silver holy power and the black mist are intertwined and entangled, melting and devouring each other, making a soft sound like the shattering space, the battle song of life and the battle song of Beamon are constantly stirring in the blood and fire, the silver armor and the black battle armor Flying, people kept falling down, and others rushed up.
This scene was like two mountains colliding fiercely.
Swords and guns are fired, iron powder is screamed, horses are neighing, and blood is flying!
The god knights are full of dazzling silvery-white brilliance. The silver warhorses under their crotches are all carefully selected top-quality horses with the blood of monsters. They can be integrated with knights. The armor specially designed for warhorses can not only perfectly protect The vulnerable positions such as the eyes and knees of the war horse, and the attached spikes can also have the effect of injuring the enemy.
It is no exaggeration to say that every horse in the Judgment God Knights has the lethality of a star warrior.
However, in the face of the motley army of the Northern Territory Empire, which is also armed to the teeth, it is difficult to exert such an advantage.
Because the mounts of the Beamon orcs have completely surpassed the scope of human comprehension—the wolf wolf tribe's movements are erratic, carrying the light wolf knights, and they can jump forty to fifty meters. Under the blessing, it comes and goes like the wind, uncapturable, wandering in the slightly exposed gaps in the formation of the god knights, the thin as paper but absolutely sharp scimitar is enough to pass through the gaps in the tight armor, giving the god knights and The white steed deals damage that is not lethal but definitely painful.
And the mighty Bilbear knights and their giant earth bear mounts are like huge indestructible walls, they rely entirely on brute force to impact, even if the god knights who are running with all their strength hit them, they will be shot. Come back, spit blood.
In addition, the centaur who runs like flying, has amazing archery skills and is basically a combination of a knight and a mount, a tauren warrior known for his brute force, and a leopard warrior who is as fast as lightning...
The various tactics of the orc knights made the god knights very uncomfortable.
This is definitely the most depressing charge that the Judgment God Knights have encountered since its formation.
They feel that they are being overwhelmed by their opponents everywhere.
In terms of strength, they are not as good as giant bears and tauren, in terms of agility, they are not as good as the wolf clan and leopard clan, in terms of archery skills, they are not as good as centaurs, and in terms of command and support, the red flame beast cavalry in Chambord City are also formidable enemies, and they are proud of them. God masters blessing [Battle Ring], in front of the battle songs and totems of the Beamon orcs, it can't take advantage of the slightest...
"Invincible!"
Kone, a warrior from the Bear Clan of Beamon orcs, roared the slogan of the motley army and fought.
He swung the huge and exaggerated double ax in his hands like a door panel, and knocked away dozens of silver spears flying towards him like a rainstorm. With a twist of his wrist, the tomahawk slashed across the air like two black lightning bolts.
clang clang clang!
The gigantic ax cut off the silver spear blocking in front of him, and with the rest of the force remaining, he cut a terrified knight in front of him, including man and horse, into several pieces, blood splashing.
at the same time.
Another divine knight took aim at the neutral position, charged forward with a smirk, the spear pierced like a silver poisonous snake, penetrated the black armor on Kone's shoulder, and blood spurted out along the blood groove of the silver spear.
"rise!"
The divine knight's eyes were rounded and he roared loudly.
A powerful silver flame of holy power suddenly burst out from his body, and with the power of his shoulders, the silver spear showed an arc, wanting to lift Ke Nei directly into the air with one shot.
"Hahaha, it's up to you?"
Kone laughed wildly, as if it wasn't his shoulder that was pierced by the gun.
He urged the giant earth bear under his crotch to rush forward, resisting the silver spear, allowing the spear to penetrate his shoulder, and in an instant he came to the god knight, and the huge ax swept across, splitting the god knight who was unable to react in time into two pieces!
"Haha, invincible!"
Kone reached out and pulled down the long spear that was still stuck in his shoulder, and threw it with all his strength. The bloody silver spear turned into a streak of light, instantly piercing through the two god knights who were caught off guard in front of him.
This young warrior of the Bilbear clan showed the fierce and unparalleled nature of the orc clan to the fullest.
Such scenes of extremely tragic battles were going on in every corner of the battlefield.
The battle was brutal to the extreme.
After all, the Judgment God Knights are the number one cavalry regiment in the mainland, and their strength should not be underestimated. Their cooperation, grasp of fighter opportunities, and their belief in the victory of the battle have been rooted in their bones. For an enemy they have never encountered before, even the casualties of the first wave of confrontation have far exceeded their imagination...