"Roar!" shouted in unison, and many cavalrymen began to control the horses to start, accelerate, gallop, and charge.
"Ta-ta-ta! Ta-ta-ta!"
In an instant, the sound of horse hooves sounded like thunder, and a large number of cavalry were like black arrows, roaring towards the camp with a thunderous and unstoppable momentum.
The wide road in front of the camp gave the opponent excellent charging conditions, which made everyone in the camp feel like they had fallen into an ice cave.
The situation that I guessed before has been realized, so how to solve it? what to do
Many nobles looked at Gro, Gro looked at Richard, and Richard shook his head.
The enemy is eighty meters away.
"Da da da!"
Many nobles looked at Gro, Gro looked at Richard, and Richard shook his head again.
The enemy is seventy meters away.
"Ta-ta-ta-ta!"
Many nobles looked at Gro, Gro looked at Richard, and Richard shook his head.
The enemy is sixty meters away.
"Da da da da da!"
The sound of dense horse hooves resounded throughout the entire world. Under the horses sprinting at full speed, the distance of ten meters was reached in the blink of an eye, and the distance had been shortened to fifty meters.
Fifty meters!
This time, many nobles did not look at Gro, and Gro did not look at Richard, because they knew that no matter what means Richard had, he should not be able to stop him.
It’s better to find a way to save yourself.
The first person to react was Viscount Lanster, who roared and drew his sword, shouting: "Fight!"
Other nobles also drew their swords and shouted. Maybe they were scared, but at this moment they could only fight, and they could only fight to the death as nobles.
In the end, even Prince Gro took out an ordinary long sword and held it tightly in his hand.
Lanster glared at the charging cavalry team, his muscles tensed up, his bones slowly trembling, and his strength gathered, preparing to deliver the most ferocious slash. He was confident that he could kill the first cavalryman who confronted him, but then he could only rely on luck. After all, the charging cavalryman was too lethal and far beyond what an individual could resist.
At this moment, everyone present had forgotten the existence of Richard, because in their opinion, the wizard was unreliable after all, and they still had to fight for their own lives.
Richard looked a little relaxed next to him, tilting his head slightly to look at Pandora to the side. At this time, Pandora was chewing on a new silver fork, making a "click" sound. When she saw Richard looking at him, she immediately hid the silver fork behind her and said righteously: "Scare." !”
This means: Don’t even try to take my fork away again!
Richard couldn't help but shook his head, and then looked at the charging cavalry getting closer and closer outside the camp. He narrowed his eyes slightly and reached into his arms.
Mana begins to flow.
Fifty meters, forty-five meters, forty meters!
Some inconspicuous arrangements began to work, the road became a little rough and narrow, and the charging team began to slow down, become denser, and move closer to the center.
Well, that's almost it.
The next moment, Richard's eyes sharpened, he took his hand out of his arms, and then threw it, one black shadow, two black shadows, three black shadows... densely packed black shadows flew out.
Visible to the naked eye, they are things that have been hardened, preserved, and carved with strange patterns - like specimens of animal internal organs - made by the Demonized Silver Rabbit with 5 lung lobes, 2 kidneys, 1 liver, and 1 heart. 9 spell props.
The power index of 5 lung lobes is 200, the power index of 2 kidneys is 350, the power index of 1 liver is 500, and the heart power index is 3K. The total power index is 5.2K.
5.2K! 5200 grams of TNT explosive equivalent, 52 grenades, and 1 enhanced main battle tank shell.
The mana is activated and the magic props fall.
Time seemed to stand still for a moment.
The nobles in the camp drew their swords in their hands, the muscles on their faces stiffened, and the turbid air exhaled from their nostrils, hitting the cold night outside, and quickly liquefied into large streams of white mist. The hand holding the sword was tense, and the blood vessels under the skin were bulging, and you could clearly see that they were expanding little by little. This was because the heart was sending blood to all parts of the body.
Outside the camp, many cavalrymen followed the charge with expressionless faces. Many horses were adjusting their postures because they were too close. Some horses saw something, tilted their heads slightly, and looked at several small black shadows falling from the sky.
Fall, fall…
time to return to normal.
The falling magic props exploded in the cavalry team, and a strong light flashed for a moment, piercing the eyes of everyone present. Even if you close your eyes tightly, the light will penetrate into your eyes like a needle along the slit of your eyelids. Liquid flowed out, I don't know if it was tears or blood.
Then the extremely high temperature flames spread, and the armor and helmets on the cavalry quickly softened and stuck to the body like butter by the stove, seeping into the body along the eyes, nose, and ears. Before he could scream, the high-temperature flames licked the person's skin again, burning it to a crisp, and then flowed into the mouth along the person's just-opened mouth and entered the body to wreak havoc.
What followed was a violent surge of air, and for a moment it seemed like the strongest gust of wind was born, sweeping away from the center of the explosion in all directions. The wind was hard and invisible, but it hit everyone like a stone, knocking everyone away, flattening armor, breaking bones, and shattering internal organs.
Explosions, roars, screams.
Suddenly, the whole world became noisy, suddenly, the air was filled with wailing, and suddenly, the charging road turned into a Shura field.
Many nobles and Gro in the camp felt a strong wind blowing past them, and then saw the cavalry charging outside the camp suddenly falling and flying up. In the light of fire and explosions, in just the blink of an eye, there was something in front of the camp. Once cleared, the charging cavalry turned into corpses, charred corpses.
The following cavalrymen rushed over without knowing what was happening, bumped into the bodies of the dead men in front, stumbled and flew out, and then more cavalrymen rushed in from behind, continuing to stumble and fly out.
Trampling is happening, death is spreading, unknown fear is spreading, and unexplainable feelings arise spontaneously.
The nobles and Gro in the camp looked at Richard blankly. Richard looked calm, as if nothing had happened.
…
After a while.
The enemy who was attacked struggled to recover from the panic and began to organize his team.
Richard watched quietly in the camp.
In the sudden explosion just now, about twenty people on the other side died directly because they were in the core area affected by the explosion, and another ten people suffered serious injuries because they were on the periphery. In addition, the ensuing trampling also caused more than 20 casualties before it reluctantly stopped.
Generally speaking, the power of the explosion just now caused more than fifty casualties to the opponent. Calculated based on the number of the opponent's more than 400 people, it almost caused the opponent to lose about one-eighth of its combat effectiveness.
one eighth.