Chapter 1055

With the roar of the trembling Valley, the "white spray" of the war flag is chopping and chopping in the vast sea of hundreds of thousands of carrion demons.

In fact, the reason why the blood skeleton valley became the place selected by the supreme emperor of several dynasties to fight against the invading demon army is that although this place can launch a huge army, its two wings are narrow, and the slope in the center is not flat.

To put it more simply, it is easy to defend but difficult to attack. No matter how many troops can only pass through the gentle slope that is not spacious. If other places want to climb up, even if there is no garrison, they will have to pay a huge price.

At present, whether it is the army of demons who rush to the Highlands or the cavalry who rush down, they are bearing the "consequences" of making this decision.

Crazily surging, the rotten corpse demons climbing the highland are like a continuous flood; Almost every time they climb a gentle slope, they have to pay the price of hundreds of carrion demons breaking up, falling off the cliff, or being trampled to pieces by the carrion demons behind.

In fact, the whole slope of blood skeleton Valley, where the demons passed by, could not see any ups and downs except the corpses of rotten demons and dead soldiers.

Tens of thousands of corpses... Tens of thousands of bones and debris - even the bodies of monsters and rotten corpses - are piled into mountains, turned into gravel and dust, and filled the gullies.

Yes, almost all the places that were trodden by the demon army were filled with the corpses of the rotten corpse demon!

The Knights charging from the highlands are also bearing the same price - when the thundering horseshoes step over the weak snow, the collapse is almost certain.

"Bang!"

There was a dull sound, and then a flag officer holding a high flag suddenly blew up countless snowflakes next to him. The figure galloping on the horse was instantly "wiped" off by the splashing snow from the cavalry's line of sight behind.

There was no sign, no response to scream for help. A fully armed Bain Knight disappeared on the ice and snow land.

"Boom!"

The scream of terror came from the rear of the cavalry line - on the collapsed slope, a dozen boa Hussars fell into the collapsed snow one after another, their flesh and blood blurred.

In just a few minutes from rushing down the hillside, cavalry fell behind and screamed one after another. Most of them didn't even have the shadow of the body and were deeply buried in the snow.

Some fell into the pit, some were dragged alive from the mount by the rotten corpse demons on both sides, some fell all the way from the highland until they were swallowed by the "ocean" of the rotten corpse demons

In just a few minutes, the cavalry paid more casualties than the fierce fighting before!

And there are signs that such tragic casualties will continue to expand!

"Don't panic, don't look back --!"

The loud cry of count lanmalos played in the roar of the iron horse. No one knew how he did it: "follow up and look ahead!"

"You are Byrne people and Boyi people! Your ancestors have seen the heroic fighting of the black Duke, and many of you have witnessed the fighting of our Duke in the big green sea! If you want to be a hero and don't want to become a laughing stock, follow up and keep up with our Duke!"

"Long live the Duke of Loren Turin --!"

"Long live the Duke of Loren Turin --!!"

The frightened Byrne Knights shouted out the loud and neat cry again, summoned up their courage and continued to accelerate to charge down the hillside.

Staring at the white wave rushing down the hillside, the eagle king's expression didn't fluctuate except for his stiff indifference.

Although he sneered at the other party's actions as a "battle of trapped animals", his instinctive vigilance made him slow down the charging speed of the rotten corpse devil, and gradually began to close up and retreat back.

He didn't expect these "toys" that could do nothing but obey simple orders to really kill how many of the Duke's cavalry. He just had to let the scum block the footsteps of the horses.

Even if you build a wall with the debris of their bodies, you should block it!

The eagle king's eyebrows trembled slightly.

Even if he refused to admit it, he knew he was nervous and afraid.

When fighting against the terrible void, when crossing the misty sea covered with icebergs, when rushing alone to the ruins of the Dragon King City to confront the four evil gods, they were never nervous... They even had the experience of tightening their heartstrings.

Especially when the other party's behavior really hit his lifeline.

It's not easy, even very difficult, to manipulate the army of hundreds of thousands of carrion demons - at least for the eagle king, after controlling such an army, he really doesn't have much spare power to protect himself.

Loren Turin, does he know that?

Maybe... But even if you know what you can do, kill hundreds of thousands of rotten corpse demons, rush down the highland where you can die almost in a staggering way, and kill the powerful behind the scenes... It sounds beautiful and dramatic, but this kind of suicide should not belong to any smart guy!

Loren Turin is smart enough to know that he lost this game and can't turn it over;

But this guy is also crazy enough. He has lost and refused to give up. He is still desperately looking for a chance to win himself with this suicidal behavior, and recklessly let himself die with all the warriors loyal to him!

"Boom --!!"

Under the dim sky, looking at the "flowers" blooming one after another on the hillside and the "tide of rotten corpse demons" torn to pieces by the flames again and again, the eagle king's expression seems to be a little paler.

It was in such a "self abandonment" move that he maintained a calm judgment and asked the infantry to retreat and cover the cavalry's "suicide charge" with uninterrupted projection weapons - this is not what a madman who plans to die together can think of.

A madman who can be desperate but calm and cautious

A commander who blocked hundreds of thousands of demons for a whole day and even killed an evil god apostle himself

A tenacious will to fail miserably in front of overwhelming forces, but still continue to look for opportunities for victory

The eagle king who lost his smile was no longer calm.

Can he really let him kill countless rotten corpse demons and stand in front of him and look down on himself?!

The eagle king had no fear of the Duke Byrne; But if you really let him kill himself, it would be equal to having an absolute advantage and losing the battle.

The magnificent eagle king, hundreds of thousands of demons, lost to the Duke of an empire and his army of less than 10000 people

How can this be?!

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"We can --!"

Like preaching something, the count of lanmalos, who galloped on his horse, shouted to the Knights behind him: "don't forget, you are proud Byrne and Boyi, you are warriors on horseback!"

"Rush, rush through these bastards who should go to hell, follow our Duke, and send them back where they should go --!"

In the roar of the iron cavalry and the echo of continuous explosions, the cry of lanmallos, the Earl of Lake City, was like a flag, leading the "cavalry wall array" that nearly collapsed again and again to maintain the formation and follow Lauren.

His loud, forthright and powerful cry made all the cavalry seem to see the second count bosiwar of qiaowang peak galloping across the green sea.

They even forgot that the count of Huxin city was once Byrne's "noble son" and a well-known lover in the thirteen collars.

"Clang -!"

A stick out of the heavy sword stopped the rotten corpse devil extending to lanmalos's back. The icy roaring demon was directly smashed to pieces by the heavy sword at the next moment.

"Are you crazy? Can't wait to die?"

Clenching his teeth, the embarrassed white horse peak count regrell scolded: "you don't want to die like you. Don't tell me you want to be bosival's second!"

"Hahaha... That's good!"

Lanmalos, who laughed a lot, turned back in an instant. The long and narrow lance turned into a ferocious poisonous snake in his hand, constantly exploding one demon after another:

"Gallop and fall under the sword of a stronger enemy than myself - I hated that Centaur in those days, and now I'm almost envious of that bastard bosivar."

"That's how Knights live, ha ha!"

With a low roar, regrell turned his head and waved his sword at the enemies coming from both sides; He's really fed up with this crazy man with a changed temperament. He's even more annoying than the guy who was a little hypocritical in those days.

Bosival, lanmalos... All a bunch of lunatics!

While thinking of hate, regrell couldn't help turning his eyes to the figure in front of him, the figure that almost never stopped and has been advancing rapidly.

The cavalry on both wings were constantly charged with acceleration, trying to keep up with the Duke's speed; But almost all the knights who tried to get close were drowned by the rotten corpse demon.

Nevertheless, the Byrne knights rushed up one by one; In their eyes, the figure who rushed to the front and held up the "dawn" sword has become the embodiment of "Byrne" like another person who has done so.

"Maybe we should persuade the Duke to slow down and join us!" regrell shouted hard, trying to bear the pain in his arms. "If it goes on like this, I'm afraid the Knights will be destroyed before they rush down the valley!"

"No, that's it. Keep this state." lanmallos, who was just laughing heartlessly, suddenly looked at him solemnly and said in a deep voice: "only in this way can we rush out alive, not die here!"

"Hmm? What are you talking about?!"

Count regrell was stunned.

"I'm telling you that the only way to win is to follow the Duke's orders!"

The frost faced lanmalos waved his long gun, and the enemies who came face to face were torn in two in front of the swept spear tip:

"You can't imagine that if the Duke didn't bear the greatest pressure in front, we... Would have been eaten by these mobs without residue!"

"To tell you the truth, I don't understand what the Duke thinks." lanmalos looked at his friend count baimafeng seriously:

"But regrell, tell me, can we have a second way to go now besides obeying the Duke's orders?"

The voice fell down, no longer looking at regrell's inexplicable face, lanmalos waved a long gun behind him again, continued to lead the knights to advance rapidly, followed by Loren's figure.

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A backhand "force impact" defeated a group of black haired wizards who jumped on their rotten corpse demons, and constantly calculated the distance between themselves and the Azores eagle king.

The other party seemed to have begun to notice something wrong and began to order the rotten corpses who rushed to the highland to surround themselves and the cavalry behind them, but

If you try your best to hang from the beginning, Loren may really have no way. After all, the disparity between the two sides lies there.

But! Now? It's late!

Your incredible army of demons reveals the fact that you can't command this army larger than that in the era of "sage" Brandon I, let alone let them completely follow your ideas.

In fact, from the performance of previous battles, you can only let them complete some simple commands such as "forward", "backward" and "stop".

Of course, even so, it is terrible enough - put it on the plain, and even the Byrne Knights will only be wiped out;

But... This is the blood skeleton Valley again. Your army can't start at all; At best, less than one tenth of the units that can be put into combat at the same time;

Less than one thirtieth of those facing the Byrne Knights;

Three thousand knights and eight thousand cavalry, there are only ten thousand rotten corpse demons who can put down the militia.

So, your seemingly powerful army of demons may be able to kill all the Byrne knights, but you want to stop them... Wishful thinking;

Therefore, if you expose this weakness, you will lose.

So, it's me who won this round!

"Turin... Fire -!!!"

"Boom --!!"

When a golden red flame rushed into the sky at a close distance from himself, the eagle king instinctively widened his eyes and couldn't help but see the shadow.

Then he saw, saw the figure who was alone, waving a flaming sword, chopping waves and chopping waves in his rotten corpse demon army, and was rushing straight towards himself.

Followed by thousands of cavalry troops who trample all the rotten corpse demons in front of them and turn them into dust.

He... Loren Turin... Actually did it

Chisel through tens of thousands of demon armies vertically, and shoot a straight line from the top of the mountain and rush to yourself. This

How is this possible?!

"Dang --!"

It's like a long sword with moonlight coming out of its scabbard, which can stop the fierce flame sword; The roar of the sharp blade is thunderous.

What is louder than the sharp blade collision is Loren's "hearty" greeting:

"I finally see you, the eagle king of Azores --!"