Time moves forward by one day.
Outside the city of Chambord, the autumn wind is bleak and the withered grass is rolling.
"Come on! Go all out and wash Chambord City with blood!"
Four mighty knights covered in all kinds of grudges, at least at the four-star level, rode their horses and galloped in front of them. Behind them were several kings in bright armor and golden crowns, with the same ferocious expressions. He didn't hide his desire to kill, but behind the kings, there were more than two thousand cavalrymen like a torrent of black, trampling the ground mercilessly with iron hoofs, in the dust and immateriality, there were strips of black blood-dripping scimitars and long skulls patterned with skulls. A banner was struggling and flying in the air like a black dragon, with a black murderous aura soaring into the sky.
The whole team is like a bloodthirsty wolf, rushing forward frantically.
Finally, the steep and steep mountains in the distance and the peaceful and picturesque outline of Chambord finally appeared in the sight of this group of murderous invaders.
"Kill... catch up and kill them all!"
"Bloodwash Chambord City... go into the city, ah ha ha ha, no man taller than a wheel will be left behind!"
Looking at Chambord City in the mountains in the distance, every intruder was like a ferocious jackal that smelled blood, roaring crazily.
Just ten minutes ago, the scene where two guys who claimed to be some kind of golden knights under the command of King Chambord showed up arrogantly, but only resisted for a while before being frightened and fled, further fueled this scene. And aroused the morale and arrogance of the invaders, at this time finally saw the attack target appearing in the distant sky, the kings wearing golden crowns grinned and gave an order, the long horn sounded, the speed of the torrent of black cavalry slowed down slightly, and the cavalry Start to keep the distance between each other, adjust the rhythm, and save the necessary physical strength for the final crazy charge.
However, at this moment, there was a sudden change—swish, swish, swish—a large mass of black arrows suddenly shot out from behind the hill on the right side of the cavalry team, carrying a shadow of despair, like a sky filled with hunger and thirst. The locusts came screaming like locusts. Caught off guard, more than 20 cavalrymen on the right wing of the invader cavalry team fell off their horses screaming, and were trampled into flesh by the galloping partners behind them!
"There is an ambush...the Chambord horse archers, pay attention, they are on the right side!"
"Damn it, they've found us!"
"Haha, what is an ambush? There are only more than 30 people in the area. Such a small number of people are here to provoke the king's army. Claude, you immediately lead the right wing to form a team of 50 people. Within ten minutes, these sneak attacking mice will be killed." Bring me back their heads..."
The commander of the invaders soon discovered the sudden attack. Seeing the number of Chambord horse archers, everyone was relieved. The golden crowned king on the right wing swung his sword, and immediately hundreds of black cavalry left laughing arrogantly. He rode his horse towards the looming Chambord cavalry behind the distant hills, and soon disappeared into the low hills and grass.
Less than two minutes later, the leader of the invaders was still looking forward to the return of the soldiers, but suddenly—whoosh, whoosh!
A string of black arrows shot out from the grass on the left hill.
This is really unexpected!
The black cavalry was still caught off guard. Dozens of cavalrymen screamed and fell off the left wing of the black torrent in an instant. The loss soon reached thirty or fifty people, and the attacker quickly sacrificed his body—another wave of shampoo Archers, there are about twenty people, they are cleverly hidden in the low hills and the waist-deep golden weeds and grass. The intruders in the middle didn't notice this, they just noticed the number of opponents, twenty people obviously couldn't pose a fatal threat to them whose number exceeded two thousand, and the golden crown king on the left drew his sword amidst a sneer After shouting loudly, a team of one hundred people was still separated and galloped away, trying to annihilate the opponent.
But soon, the arrogant invaders realized that something was wrong.
Because there was still a rain of arrows on the left and right sides, and the black cavalry continued to fall from their horses, howling. In less than ten minutes, they had lost three to four hundred people inconceivably, which made it even more impressive. What made them cold was that, regardless of whether it was the left wing or the right wing, the two black centurion squadrons that had been sent out to hunt down the Chambord archers before had disappeared forever, and there was no signal sent out. up.
At the same time, more than 20 Chambord bow cavalry appeared at the rear of the army. Their crotches were chasing horses, galloping like lightning, fleeting, like tails that could not be shaken off, they kept shooting arrows to harass them from a distance. , each arrow will shoot down a black cavalryman.
Under such harassment, the originally complete black torrent had a tendency to become scattered, and people panicked.
"My lord, what should we do?"
The face of a king wearing a golden helmet changed, and he even yelled to ask the master at the front of the team who was shining with fighting spirit, calling him an adult.
"Dick, Alan, you two will each lead four hundred cavalry, and within 20 minutes, I will wipe out all the Chambord archers on both sides, leaving no one alive! Guluo, you take a hundred cavalry in the rear to attack the enemy , to prevent the opponent from trailing and harassing! Others don’t care about the Chambord archers attacking on both sides, they all accelerate and charge at full speed, they are harassing to buy time, something must have happened ahead... Sound the horn! Speed up and charge!"
Among the four masters shining with fighting spirit and flames rushing to the front of the black torrent, a knight with the appearance of a leader gave orders repeatedly.
The other three masters who were running alongside him agreed in unison. Two of them waved their long swords and shouted loudly like thunder. They led more than 400 black cavalry to the two wings, and finally broke away from the large group lightly. The Chambord cavalry rode their horses in the direction of the arrow and killed them.
With two mysterious masters shining in battle spirit leading the army in front, most of the flying arrows were shredded by battle spirit, and the black cavalry had almost no losses, and soon approached the Chambord Archer hidden behind the grassy hill.
The other master led more than a hundred cavalry to leave the main force from the left flank, and then gradually slowed down and fell behind the team to deal with the twenty or so Chambord cavalry who were constantly harassed by arrows after chasing after them. Under the leadership of that master, he quickly drove the opponent away from most of the 100 meters, making it difficult to approach.
At the same time, the leading knight master at the front led the remaining 1,500 black cavalrymen galloping wildly, speeding up.
This leader is a strong knight without a helmet. His curly black hair flutters wildly in the wind. The skin on half of his face is convulsed and deformed. He can't distinguish the nose, ears and mouth. It's crumpled like a lump of mud. His face was burned and disfigured by the flames, and he was extremely terrifying, but his pair of black eyes were bright and frightening, like hell demons.
This man looked extremely calm, and he discovered Chambord's intentions in the shortest possible time. The corner of his mouth curved upwards, and he sneered disdainfully. As an elite knight of the Imperial Knights Hall, he had experienced many battles, He has a lot of experience in commanding fierce battles, and he thinks that he is absolutely no worse than those high-ranking nobles and famous generals of the empire. How can a murderous knight like him be deceived by the ridiculous schemes of a few bumpkins who have seen the market before in a few small border countries
"The beast is still fighting, clumsy performance!"
Looking at the enemy army in the distance, the Scarface Knight sneered, his long sword already felt the temperature of blood.
at the same time.
Goethe-Bruck, who had been closely watching the intruders on a tall grass hill in the distance ahead, saw this scene, his complexion changed drastically, and he murmured in his heart: "Among the enemy army, there is actually a proficient leader The master of the law, the situation is bad now... the plan must be changed a little bit!"
Brook's eyes kept flitting around, observing the nearby terrain, constantly calculating possible plans in his mind, and constantly comparing the strength and masters of Chambord City with the strength shown by the invaders, but he soon found helplessly that it seemed that In Chambord City, there is no one who can completely fight against the four masters in the opponent's formation, and once these four masters cannot be solved, this battle will be really difficult. In the continent of Azeroth, masters It is an important factor that cannot be ignored in the battlefield. If there is a big difference, it is likely to cause a completely opposite result in the final battle. Although the walls of Chambord City are strong and tall, they cannot resist the invasion of the opponent's four four-star masters.
"For the current plan, there is only one fight!"
Brook felt ruthless, and finally made a decision. As the number one military man in Chambord City, although he was a bit dull in normal times, and his force value was not the highest, but at the critical moment of the confrontation between the two armies, he was not at all. There is no lack of courage, responsibility, accurate judgment, and a decision will be made soon.
This is exactly why Sun Fei values Brook and puts him in the command position.
At this moment, before the crisis, Brook himself knew that he had to turn the tide and use practical actions to prove that His Majesty the King was right...
"Chasing, chasing for me, you must kill them all!"
Riding his horse and galloping wildly, holding his sword high, his fighting spirit was soaring. This short and thin four-star warrior named Dick was about to go crazy at this moment. The Chambord cavalry archer, in his eyes, should be easy to catch, but who knows that these opponents are extremely tricky, and their archery skills are astonishing. It is a great shame and shame that more than a hundred people were killed or injured by archery from afar.
After a fierce pursuit, the Chambord horse archers on the opposite side finally shot all the arrows in the quiver.
What is the difference between a cavalry archer without arrows and a hyena without teeth and claws? Still not at the mercy of others
"Hahaha, they have no more arrows, go ahead..."
But the scene that made the chasing black cavalry not laugh very quickly appeared, those damn Chambord archers turned into flying ax soldiers at the next moment, raised their legs and took off the flying axes that had been hanging on the saddle for a long time, swung them round With his arms flying, a giant ax with a handle as huge as a door panel roared towards him. It was useless for the unprepared black cavalry to cry for their father and mother, blood and broken limbs were flying all over the sky. Fifty or sixty people were taken away, and in an instant, there were only two hundred and five of the four hundred soldiers left, and the loss was heavy.
Finally, after chasing for more than ten minutes, the black cavalry blocked the Chambord archers under a dense forest at the foot of the mountain, where the horses could not gallop at full speed, and those slippery monkey-like Chambord archers dismounted and got into the forest. The dense forest, fled in embarrassment, and soon entered it.
"Get off the horse, chase after them, and kill them all!"
Dick, the leading four-star expert, was already mad and lost his due judgment. He vowed to fill this group of damned Chambords with thin skins.
But soon, Dick kind of regretted his actions.
Because more than 200 cavalry abandoned their horses and chased into the dense forest, they were soon stunned by the messy maze-like forest, and gradually dispersed. When Dick calmed down and prepared to order the soldiers to gather, one of them carried a black giant on his back. The burly man with the sword appeared in front of his eyes, standing proudly.
Dick's pupils shrank.
He sensed a dangerous aura from this sturdy red-haired man.
"Who are you?"
Dick pulled out his long sword, and his blue grudge was running wildly, and his aura continued to rise.
"Under King Chambord, Frank Lampard, Leo Gold Saint, is here to kill you."
The red-haired strong man stuck the black giant sword behind his back on the ground in front of him, stood with his hands down, his expression calm, and a slight cracking sound came from his body, and soon a trace of white lightning shot out of his body When it came out, it was like a white flame shrouded the body around the body, and the surrounding trees and grass were scorched by the white lightning and turned yellow and black at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon a faint blue smoke rose.
"A master of electricity?"
Dick was taken aback for a moment, and then he licked his lips excitedly and smiled, "I never thought that such a small city of Chambord would hide an expert like you, good, good, great!"
The blue grudge around his body surged crazily: "My favorite thing is to kill masters. This sword has already cut off the heads of thirty-six four-star masters. Today, you will be the thirty-seventh!" !"
"Whispering!"
Here's Lampard's answer...
At the same time, the front right of Chambord City.
In a large meadow where weeds grew wildly over two meters.
Alan, a four-star master on the other side of the invaders, encountered almost exactly the same experience as his companion Dick. He brought four hundred black cavalry with him. During the pursuit, almost half of the soldiers under his command were wiped out by a wave of arrows and axes from the Chambord cavalry. In a fit of madness, he led the army to chase into this thick meadow. Only then did he realize that entering it was like entering an ocean of labyrinth. Under the deliberate guidance of the opponent to evacuate, almost all of the more than 200 cavalry were led away, and in front of him stood two strong men from Chambord City with unfriendly expressions.
"King Chambord's Taurus Golden Knight Knight Drogba, Capricorn Golden Knight Pierce... Hehe, ugly boy, this time you are dead!"
Two muscular, mountain-like men announced their homes, then clenched their fists, chattered wildly, and approached with grinning grinning.
"Hmph! Ignorance! Two bastards who don't even have a three-star rating dare to say such things to me, they're courting death!"
Allen shook the long sword in his hand, and the water system's sky-blue fighting spirit exploded, and two sky-blue sword lights shot towards the throats of the two people in front of him as fast as meteor lightning.
"Sure enough, a master!"
"Not an opponent!"
The expressions of Drogba and Pierce changed at the same time, feeling the terrifying strength of their opponents...
"Get ready... shoot!"
Gordon-Brooke was calm and calm, and his sword crossed the sky. Following his command, the bowstring trembled, and the arrows all over the sky screamed eagerly like hungry locusts. The sound of piercing the sky covered all the sounds between the sky and the earth. It broke everyone's eardrums, and shot wildly at the enemy like a black tide in front of them.
In an instant, the black cavalry in the distance fell to the ground wailing like straw under a sickle.
This is war.
brutal.
The arrow fell, and then the blood rained all over the sky, and the miserable howl resounded between the heaven and the earth.
The companion who was still galloping beside him a second ago wailed and fell off the horse, and was immediately trampled into flesh by the cavalry who roared behind him, and soon he did not have the slightest breath.
Under the indiscriminate coverage of the sky full of arrows, each cavalry could only use the spurs on the iron boots to kick the horse's abdomen fiercely, so that the sweaty horse could run faster. Try to rush to the opponent's archer in the shortest possible time, while leaning forward as much as possible to reduce the area, and at the same time praying to the gods to protect yourself from being shot by the bloodthirsty arrow that broke the sky. There was no way to dodge the projectile, except for those kings and high-ranking officers who were protected by masters, among ordinary soldiers, only those lucky ones who had both luck and courage could survive.
Fortunately, they were already able to see the lonely enemies on the low and gentle hills two hundred meters away.
There are less than a hundred defensive formations, shabby like a group of helpless and dull scarecrows, this scene stimulates the testosterone of every intruder like a naked woman, making every intruder firmly believe that as long as With one charge, you can trample the weak opponent into a city, and then rush into Chambord like a gust of wind, murder and set fire, wantonly rape any woman, and plunder all the property that appears in sight, so as to save their lives. It seems to make more sense.
Getting closer, getting closer...
There was less than fifty meters of distance left between the two armies.
The black cavalry with better eyesight even saw the panicked expression of the opponent in the distance and the trembling legs after the officer forced them not to retreat. Such a scene aroused their fierceness even more. Frantically urging his flattery, frantically swinging the weapon in his hand, looking forward to the moment when he roared past and chopped off his opponent's head.
Only the scarface knight leader at the front, whose body and horses were shining with silver flames, frowned slightly. He, who had been slaughtered, finally felt a bit of an unusual taste at this time.
At some point, a strange and familiar pungent smell began to permeate the air, and on the opposite hill in the distance, the tall black-haired enemy commander was facing a man several times his size. The enemy has been firmly nailed like a nail under a weird banner dripping blood from a double dog-headed ax and sword. The firm light in his eyes made the leader of the Scarface Knight feel inexplicably frightened in his heart!
"Something is wrong, there is a conspiracy..."
The Scarface Knight was thinking like lightning, combined with the pungent smell in the air, he instantly thought of a terrifying possibility.
Unfortunately, it's too late.
Boom boom boom boom - at this moment, there was another rapid bowstring tremor sounded.
The leader of the Scarface Knight suddenly raised his head, his pupils constricted. What imprinted into his eyes was a total of twenty flame-type magic arrows, like twenty meteors, shooting head-on into the black torrent with raging flames.
Then in the next second, an incredible thing happened—with a bang, the entire earth began to burn.
That's right, the whole earth.
The half-meter-deep grass under the feet of the black cavalrymen almost instantly turned into a life-threatening flame protruding from hell. Like a volcanic eruption, red-yellow flames emerged from the ground, licking mercilessly and running wildly Among the cavalry, a pungent smell and pitch-black smoke shot up into the sky, and the flames spread rapidly as if alive. What is even more incredible is that in less than thirty or forty seconds, the flames exploded like lightning. The speed spread to the grassland within a radius of almost one kilometer, and all the cavalry were under the raging high-temperature flames.
Death, at this moment, suddenly came without warning.
The ruthless flame devours everything.
Countless cavalrymen were still laughing and shouting arrogantly one second, waving their weapons, but the next second they turned into howling, screaming and struggling desperately, throwing away the weapons in their hands, desperately slapping Flames, flames devoured their bodies mercilessly, entangled endlessly like the most passionate lovers in the world, and in an instant one by one fresh lives were tragically buried in the flames.
This kind of scene is vast and terrifying, and it is comparable to some legendary fire-type forbidden curse magic.
However, the leader of the Scarface Knights clearly knew that this was not a forbidden spell.
Because the row of flame magic arrows shot out first had the flame element fluctuations he was very familiar with. They were definitely just the simplest low-level fire-type magic arrows, and there was only one reason why the entire grassland started to burn—that It was in this wild grass nearly half a meter deep that a large amount of fire phosphorus was artificially sprinkled in advance. Fire Phosphorus, a terrible strange mineral powder that has a peculiar smell, even if it touches a little bit of flame, it can burn into a raging fire in an instant. This is also the source of his pungent smell in the air before, it is where he is uneasy, and it is also the only reason why the fire can burn and spread in an instant.
I don't know when, suddenly the wind blew up.
Borrowed by the wind, the fire grows smaller and bigger, soaring into the sky, full of gunpowder smoke, miserable wailing everywhere, burning people struggling everywhere, horses hissing everywhere... flames everywhere!
The leader of the Scarface Knight circulated his fighting spirit crazily, pushing the scorching flame away three meters away from his body.
"Everyone listen to the order, don't panic, speed up... speed up, rush out of the flames with all your strength! There is a big river ahead!"
In the rage, the leader of the Scarface Knights roared crazily, commanding the cavalry to charge forward crazily, trying to rush out of the sea of flames in the shortest possible time. Under such circumstances, the only way to survive is to charge forward, because the wind is heading south Blowing fiercely, only the Chambord army's position less than 50 meters away in front was not burning. As long as they rushed through the enemy's position, they could escape from the sea of flames.
Rush over and kill those damn Chambords!
This was the only thought in the head of Scarface Knight's bloodshot mind at the moment.