Rolf, who was standing on the valley, looked at the knights who were desperately charging outward, and the rebel soldiers who were beginning to suffer losses, with a malicious smile on his lips.
These stupid and arrogant knights of the South County, as well as these crazy and brutal rebels, are all obstacles to his supreme lord Kant's entry into the South County.
The more these people die, the better!
As the members of the Knights of the South Central County of the canyon charged regardless of life and death, the death rate of the members of the rebel army at the northern exit of the canyon became faster and faster.
At the same time, members of the Knights were continuously pierced by sharp spears and turned into members of the corpses that gradually began to pile up on the ground.
Blood is flowing.
Life is dying.
The spear infantry at the forefront of the rebel army resisted the Knights, and kept stabbing the spears in their hands vigorously, specifically attacking the faces and necks of those knights and knight attendants who were not protected by iron armor.
"We must not let these people escape from here!"
Seeing the comrades around him keep falling down, some spear infantry roared angrily.
This is the best opportunity to assassinate these knights under their horses. If they escape, let them return to the northern South County Army and start over again. Their rebel army will definitely not be able to stop these heavy cavalry charge.
Those who were arranged in the front were all the elite of the rebel army, and most of them were soldiers captured by the Yinpan Kingdom ten years ago.
This came from Rolf's proposal, and he met the unyielding resistance of these knights.
He suggested to the commander-in-chief of the rebel army, Kolod, that if you want to eliminate these knights, you must not be overwhelmed by their desperate aura. Therefore, the soldiers who are most fearless of death must be placed at the forefront.
Cloade accepted Rolf's proposal.
Among the rebel army, the soldiers of the Yinpan Kingdom who were captured ten years ago were the ones who were most afraid of death.
Ten years of humiliating slave life gave them a glimpse of an opportunity, and they rebelled without hesitation.
This is a dead end with no way out. If they are afraid of death, they will continue to be their slaves obediently.
The rebels desperately resisted the breakthrough of the members of the Knights of the South County, but they still couldn't completely hinder their footsteps.
On the gorgeous knight sword of the great knight, a fiery red flame is rendered, not only can easily cut off the spear, even the iron-inlaid leather armor worn by the soldiers of the rebel army, obtained from the members of these knights, can also stab with a sword. wear.
It's like piercing a block of tofu.
Extraordinary strength has an overwhelming advantage over ordinary soldiers.
And the knights of Nanjun who followed the great knight, as well as the knight attendants, were more elite than the rebels.
They are indeed a bit stupid, but it is undeniable that they are really elite.
The rebel army couldn't stop the pace of the knights' impact.
Even though, for every meter of advance, the Knights would drop dozens or hundreds of corpses.
The long-range attacks on both sides of the canyon have never stopped for a moment, even if they accidentally hurt their own people.
The soldiers of the rebel army who exited in the south were even more vicious and slaughtered the knight attendants who were at the rear of the knight order.
The sound of killing was loud, and members of the rebel army and knights fought desperately in the canyon!
Blood, like a stream, flows in the canyon.
The corpses began to pile up layer by layer.
The smell of blood even attracted wild wolves that foraged in the nearby bushes.
They have a pair of scarlet eyes flashing in the dark, their mouths are drooling, silently peeping at this place, quietly waiting for an opportunity.
Vultures, hovering over the canyon, draw a cold arc under the desolate moon.
All the knights wanted to be the first to break out of this mortal impasse, and the one who rushed out first had the greatest chance of surviving.
Now, it's not the time to be stingy with strength, if you delay in this canyon for a second, there will be dozens more dead companions, and the probability of rushing out will be reduced by one point.
All knights have no reservations. It is a matter of life and death, and no one dares to keep it.
These insurgents did not leave any way for them to survive.
"Soldiers, for the humiliation we have suffered in the past ten years, kill!"
Facing the desperate members of the Knights, the last spear infantry in the rebel army roared wildly, using his desperate aura to drive the aura of his companions.
The spear infantry died one after another. Without the spear infantry's spear blocking, it was even more difficult for the rebel army to block the impact of the knights.
The flame aura on the great knight's exquisite knight sword was already very dim, but his eyes became brighter and brighter.
Because there were only the last few rows of rebel soldiers blocking him. Behind those rebel soldiers, there were no longer a vast number of soldiers, but the flat main road of the farm.
"For the glory of the knight, kill!"
The visible hope encouraged the great knight, and the flame breath on the exquisite knight's long sword became more vigorous.
The big knight cut off the heads of three rebel soldiers with a sword, and the scalding blood sprayed on the faces of the nearby rebel soldiers, causing them to let out a cry of fear.
With just one sword strike, the great knight opened a gap in the row of rebel soldiers blocking them in front of him.
Not only that, the rebel soldiers in the last few rows, seeing the power of the big knight, looked fearful, and kept pushing to both sides, as if they were actively giving way to him and the knight behind him.
They are just giving way, but they are afraid of being liquidated if they retreat and run away, so they dare not retreat.
It's a pity that on such a crazy battlefield, cowards like them want to survive and dare not draw their swords, but knights who are more convenient to pass through ruthlessly slaughter them.
The rebel army consisted of soldiers, except for the elite Yinpan Kingdom soldiers and captives, the rest were serfs, militiamen and civilians who were coerced by them with low combat effectiveness.
These people were placed at the very end of the line.
Rolf knew that if these people were arranged to act as cannon fodder at the front, they would probably collapse from fright after a small death. At that time, these soldiers might lose their minds, and even directly collide with the rebel soldiers behind.
In the end, the great knight led some members of the knight order, rushed out of this "death canyon", and fled along the flat main road of the farm.
At this moment, the rebel army revealed their mob nature, and none of the commanders led their soldiers to pursue the escaped knights.
"Mr. Rolf, I'm sorry!"
Clode's face was a little ugly. With such a meticulous siege, he killed more than 2,000 members of the Knights during a night raid, and even part of them escaped. This made him, the commander-in-chief of the rebel army, feel that he was in front of Rolf. Lost face.
"It's nothing, the result is better than I expected!"
Rolf replied with a faint smile on his face.
Of the 5,000 members of the Knights, less than 500 escaped; the casualties of the rebel army exceeded 5,000, and most of them were captured by soldiers from the Silver Plate Kingdom. This is undoubtedly the strength of the rebel army. It is a severe weakening.
The result of the battle was indeed beyond Rolf's expectations.
Rolf wasn't worried about the fleeing knights. Without their horses, they fought desperately again, and each was wounded. They couldn't escape.
"Victory! We have won!"
At this moment, a burst of cheers erupted in the canyon.
It took a long time before the cheers subsided.
"My God, I, I killed a knightly lord! This is astonishing! My God, I, Jack, killed a knightly lord! Is it true?"
A soldier said so, his tone full of disbelief.
Before he became a soldier of the rebel army, he was a serf. Whether he was a knight or a knight servant, it made no difference to him.
Anyway, they are all high-ranking masters, so they don't even look at him with straight eyes.
Perhaps in the eyes of those knight lords, he is no different from a beast.
Above the canyon, the commander-in-chief of the rebel army, Kelode, had a faint smile on his face. No matter what, they won this time.
Even though, among the layers of corpses in this canyon, the corpses of their rebel soldiers are no less than the corpses of members of the Knights.
(end of this chapter)