Chapter 1029

"No pursuit! No pursuit! The whole army assembled!!!!!"

West of the blood skeleton Valley, the ruins of the imperial stronghold.

On the chaotic battlefield, lanmallos, the Earl of Lake City, brandishing a long knife, ran wildly among the "scattered" cavalry, shouting: "those who are not dead, hurry back to me - where are the people who went to report to horn castle, are they back?"

"No!"

"The man who reported to Eckert, are you back?"

"Neither!"

"Shit, can you give me good news?"

The abusive count of lanmallos reined in the reins and stopped at the front of the queue, his long knife clenched in his hand trembling slightly.

On the wild ice sheet not far away, there are pieces of ice werewolves; White hair, which is very difficult to distinguish in ice and snow, is now clearly visible and shadowy.

This is a matter of course - no matter what, when the number reaches thousands, it is clear!

In the roar of the mountain and tsunami, countless ice sheet werewolves rushed from all directions to the Byrne knights who had just "wiped out" the werewolf tribe in the ruins of the stronghold.

Obviously, this is a trap; As for why a group of monsters and beasts have become "tactics" of deception... This is not a problem for Byrne knights to consider now.

At present, they only have more than 400 cavalry, but the enemy - even if it is just a group of beast like monsters - is thousands!

The terrain of the wilderness is very broken, but it is also very open, which means that they can't escape at all; The speed of the Icefield werewolf is no slower than that of the war horse. It is impossible to get rid of these enemies in a short sprint.

The oncoming ice werewolves... Are more like living "blizzards" than tides, approaching them at a sprint speed.

"The signal for help has been sent - two or three scattered cavalry have responded and will come soon."

Regrell, the count of white horse peak, gasped, strangled the reins and shouted hurriedly, "they will pick us up from the right. We can break through in a moment. I'll open the way!"

"What are you talking about?" lanmalos suddenly turned back, as if he had heard something amazing:

"Run away?!"

"It's a breakthrough!"

"Isn't it all the same?" the swearing count lanmalos said sarcastically, "the enemy is trying to escape before he pours on him!"

"How can it be the same?" regrell looked at him anxiously: "are you crazy? Our task is to investigate and investigate the movements of Azores, not with these ice werewolves..."

"Then tell me, who are these ice werewolves for?!"

"How could I..."

"Then shut up. Now I'm the Supreme Commander here. Obey the orders!" roared lanmalos. "If we withdraw directly now and break through the siege, these animals will go straight to the fort horn - let them go directly, and the cavalry in the back row won't even have time to start."

"We're right here. We'll go straight through them and buy as much time as we can - when his three thousand Knights arrive, we can tear up all these sundries in a wave!"

"Contain, investigate, sweep... This is the meaning of hussars, this is our meaning here, otherwise you really expect a castle to control the whole blood skeleton Valley!"

"But..."

"But you can go away!"

The count of baimafeng, who was shut up, turned red for a moment, stared at the ice werewolf who had rushed up opposite, and angrily pulled out his sword.

"Who are we?!"

Holding his saber high, count lanmalos looked around among the Knights.

"Byrne --!!"

"Who are we --?!"

"Byrne --!!"

"Then kill me --!"

The war horse neighed and lanmalos shouted:

"Byrne - go!"

In the thundering sound of horses' hoofs, more than 400 Hussars and Byrne Rangers launched an unstoppable attack on the ice wolves who had come face to face.

Like the sharpest knife.

"Puff --!"

The long sword pulled the white shadow like a fan and tore open the neck of the werewolf's jaw; The plasma sprayed out and dyed the vision of the count of white horse peak red.

Damn... Damn lanmalos, was he carried by the dead bosival?

Our army's goal should be to contain and investigate. We're not ready to fight tens of thousands of monsters. We just put ourselves in a tight encirclement... It's not like looking for death.

Damn bastard... The count of white horse peak clenched his teeth, threw away his long sword, grabbed the Golden Lion Flag with black background from his attendants, and held the top of the flag flat as the tip of the gun.

"Raise your gun, you are Byrne, raise your gun --!"

In the roar, Byrne's Rangers rushed to the front of the queue, pulled out the flag gun hanging on the saddle and incarnated the "tip of the knife" of the queue.

"Poof! Poof! Poof!"

Blood flowers bloom like stars on the thunderous battlefield.

Where the horse's hooves pass is the road paved with flesh and blood.

The scattered formation of the ice werewolves - if they really have the concept of "formation" - can't resist the "wall charging" composed of 400 cavalry.

Being pierced by a long gun, beheaded by a saber, trampled by a horse's hoof, cut his throat by a long sword, knocked over by a war horse... The Hussars who maintain a conical array are like shark fins shuttling through the sea, dividing the "sea water" they pass through.

But the fierce ice wolves showed no signs of being frightened - even on the contrary, they rushed up like crazy, even trampling the cell families in the front row to death, and roared in front of the cavalry.

In front of this "fierce and fearless" enemy, the charging cavalry are also constantly being shot down, pulled down from their horses, knocked down by werewolves who give their lives to attack, torn by countless werewolves and eaten like prey

In just a few minutes, more than 400 cavalry tore a road straight in the "ocean" of the Icefield werewolf, and wore it from the front to the end!

The ice and snow filled the battlefield, mixed with the sweat on the horses and knights, and the breath in the mouth... In a trance, countless ice werewolves are still coming all over the world;

If it was usual, after paying so many casualties and understanding that "their prey" was not easy to provoke, these monsters would flee like collapse; But now they are not only not collapsing, but still frantically jumping on the cavalry of hundreds of people.

The roar from the valley seemed to be a force that could swallow everything.

"See, these animals are determined to kill us - if we retreat at this time, the unprepared fortresses and cavalry will be washed down by them!"

In the roar of the sky, the hoarse lanmalos scolded the bloody count of white horse peak: "reinforcements, what about the reinforcements you just said, we'll all die without reinforcements!"

"I am not the Holy Cross, nor am I the Duke of Loren. How can I know when they will come?"

The enraged regrett also roared at the count of Lake City and strangled the reins: "rush again, this time try to break through to the west of blood skeleton Valley!"

"The Duke got the news. The big deal is to die here. There's nothing to worry about!"

"That's what you said!"

"That's what I said!" regrell looked like a broken pot: "anyway, you killed me. What can I do if I die?"

Lanmalos grinned.

"You bastard, are you still laughing?"

"What's the matter with laughter?"

"I don't care, shut your mouth!" cried the count of white horse peak hysterically, "when you die bravely, I don't want to see your cheap smiling face again!"

"Hahaha..."

"Shut up and don't laugh!"

"Ha ha ha ha..."

"You......" looking at the count of Huxin city who was almost out of breath with laughter, regrell, with a red face, was trying to interrupt and was suddenly stopped by the attendant behind him.

"My Lord, someone is coming. It's the direction of the No. 1 castle!"

Huh?!

The cavalry turned their heads and looked at the position indicated by the attendant.

The sound of horses' hoofs shaking the earth suddenly sounded on the flanks of the battlefield, followed by flags hunting in the cold wind.

Golden Lion Flag on black background!

Nearly a thousand Ranger knights and Hussars rushed down the hillside, waving long guns and sabers, and rushed like thunder to the chaotic ice wolves.

In the face of the sudden "prey", the ice wolves have no preparation at all, let alone any defense preparation - the pieces of ice werewolves fall like wheat in the field.

In an instant, the form of the battlefield was completely reversed; The charging cavalry almost crossed most of the battlefield before they began to be held back by the assembled ice werewolves.

But it's just "dragged down".

The cavalry at the foot of the hill held their breath and stared at what was happening on the battlefield, but they had no intention of participating immediately.

In this sudden encounter, the two armies have not reached any offensive and defensive agreement before. Rashly participating in the war may destroy each other's plans and preparations, and may even accidentally hurt friendly forces, destroy formation, and make a joke of "fighting merit".

Apart from the title, it is because ramalos regret himself is a very mature cavalry commander.

The strength of cavalry lies in its mobility and impact - conversely, if anyone dares to stand in front of an charging cavalry, even their Duke can't reverse their charge, let alone stop them.

Therefore, after determining the direction of the other party's attack, indeed after coming to meet themselves, the two earls tacitly ignored the previous "Declaration of war death", calmly looked at the friendly attack, waited to meet with the other party, and then considered how to end the battle.

Of course, the premise is that the enemy will not have more reinforcements.

But when the other party came to meet, what they said was far beyond their expectations.

"Why don't you say it again?"

Looking at lanmalos, who was scolded directly, regrell, with a frown, although very unhappy, had no intention to stop him - because his surprise was no less than that of the rough Lake City count.

"Did I not make it clear, or did you two not intend to carry out the order?"

Riding on the horse, Lucian looked at the two people coldly, paused and said in a deep voice: "in the name of Duke Byrne, order the two to withdraw from the battlefield with us, and be ready to wipe out the remaining enemies after the battle - do you hear clearly this time?"

"We heard very clearly." the count of white horse peak raised his eyebrows and stopped the count of Huxin city who still wanted to scold: "we just don't understand that the 3000 cavalry on count Ike's side are still on the way to blood skeleton valley. Which army is the Duke going to use to destroy these ice werewolves?"

It's not the legions of the Empire, is it? The two earls thought very tacitly.

Almost all the Earls of Byrne knew that the reason why Loren wanted 2000 legions from the emperor was, of course, because Byrne did have shortcomings in this regard, and on the other hand, it was to give them some "color" to see how important it was to unify the military system.

So if Loren really threw them aside and sent the imperial army to destroy these ice werewolves, they would not be surprised - of course, they were uncomfortable, that's for sure.

Let a group of Byrne Knights watch the saxorians flaunt their power in front of them. Just thinking about it makes the two earls feel uncomfortable; And this is not the emperor, but it's an order from his Duke.

That's even worse.

Looking at the faces of the two people opposite, I didn't expect that so many Lucien frowned and said in an impolite voice: "I repeat again, the whole army will cover alternately and withdraw from the battlefield - this is the order of Duke Byrne!"

"Then please tell me, Duke, why... Don't interrupt me!"

In the middle of regrell's words, lanmallos suddenly pressed his shoulder and made him turn around impatiently: "can't you ask a few words, if this decisive battle..."

"Boom --!!"

At this moment, a thunderous noise suddenly came, and the sound of destroying the sky and the earth... The whole battlefield trembled.

On the snowy battlefield, a towering pillar of fire suddenly lit up, wantonly dancing around among the howling ice werewolves!

No, it's not a pillar of fire, it's

Dragon!

The stunned Byrne Knights stared round one by one, raised their heads and stood still. They couldn't even close their chin.

Lanmalos looked at the flame, then at the ice werewolf who screamed and wailed in the sea of ice and fire, sighed, and his expression was very weak.

Regrell's expression was uncertain, obviously thinking of something else.

"Well, if you knew there was a dragon, you wouldn't have to let the brothers die." he shrugged bored. The count of Huxin City raised his long knife and waved back:

"The whole army retreats!"