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Chapter 158 The Escalating 'War' (3 more)
Worse still to come, as the retinue following the knight's charge, their equipment was gone, the horses did not disappear, but all the harnesses disappeared.

right!From the horse's bridle, to the horse armor, to the saddle, and even the nailed horse's hoof, everything disappeared without a trace.Only the horses themselves remained.

As knight retinues who have received more than ten years of horse riding training, they did not embarrass the Knights. Even though there was a sudden change, they still immediately hugged the horse's neck, or grabbed the horse's mane, and clamped the horse's belly with their legs. Take control of your body.

It's just that the galloping horses inevitably trampled the knights who rolled on the ground in front of them.

For a while, the charge formation was chaotic.

So dead, almost stuck, hundreds of barbarians rushed up when the knights were most chaotic, holding up the primitive big wooden sticks.

Seeing the enemy approaching him, and even seeing bright red minced meat in his crappy teeth, an apostle knight immediately got up.

Looking at the big stick that was smashed down on his head, the guardian knight made a block movement with his left hand.

Granted, he lost all his equipment, but as long as he infused his left arm with the divine power of light, his arm would be as solid as a stone.

who knows……

The arm was raised, but the expected divine light did not light up.

Like a target waiting to be hit, he took a stick firmly.

How violent would it be when a two-meter-tall, extremely burly savage used all his strength to hold a stick that was thicker than an adult's calf and was one and a half meters long?
The apologist knew it with his own life.

"puff!"

Extreme violence!
When this terrifying power cultivated from fighting in the barbaric period was brought into full play, a tragedy happened.

The head of the Patriarch Knight was like a watermelon that exploded, with brains and blood splattered everywhere.

This was just the beginning, a huge force poured down, his spine, sternum, and all internal organs were smashed into a ball in an instant.

It was obviously a big wooden stick, but the power it produced was like a saber, almost splitting the whole knight in half vertically.

"Be careful! We have lost our extraordinary power!" A knight immediately screamed.

Not only can't use secret spells or divine spells, but even the attribute bonuses that extraordinary power brings to the knights have disappeared.

What they can master is the most primitive and their own power!

A squire bravely galloped his horse towards the primitive barbarian, but he was knocked down with a club, and it was only the last momentum of the horse that knocked over a barbarian.

The knights and entourages, who were bare-handed and only had a pair of underpants left on their bodies, had to use boxing desperately to fight against these barbarians who were "still more armed than they were".

Relying on skilled fighting skills, some knights have achieved certain results.

Unfortunately, the biggest difference between wars and small-scale duels is that there is no room for flickering on the battlefield.

Without the blessing of extraordinary strength, when a stick sweeps across a three-meter space, there are very few things the knight can do.

But for those who didn't have time to lower their bodies, once they were hit, at least one arm would be broken on the spot.

Commander Lonnie in the central phalanx saw it furiously, and shouted for the second squadron to pick up some simple weapons like wooden sticks on this battlefield and rush over.

Useless!

An invisible red halo rejected the entry of the second squadron, and also rejected all long-range firepower and magic support.

"Legion Commander! No way! The space is misplaced!" a mystic exclaimed.

Lonny was shocked and angry!
It was as if the opponent had deliberately set up an extremely primitive arena. Not only was the number of entrants limited, but equipment and dueling methods were also limited. Once it started, it couldn't be stopped.

The knights were all anxious, but they could only watch helplessly as their comrades were dragged into the lowest-end and most primitive hand-to-hand combat by the idiot-like savages, and then completely crushed by their rich experience and overwhelming equipment.

The original duel was brutal and bloody, and it ended fairly quickly.

In less than 10 minutes, on the narrow battlefield in front of him, there were only a hundred or so primitive people laughing wildly.

"War! War! War!"

"Victory! Victory! Victory!"

With hoarse voices, they sang [War]!
Their victory is the greatest blasphemy against the apologist knights who died heroically.

Captain Lonny was shaking with rage.

The light and shadow suddenly changed in front of the eyes, and in front of most of the fighting knights, those barbarians turned into streamers and flew into the sky.

The dark clouds in the sky became lower, and in front of everyone, the clouds at the end of the horizon turned into a huge balance.

The scale is so big, it feels like putting the entire ship [Caribbean] here is only this size.

On the tray on the right stood the barbarians who had just won.Their appearance tilted the balance slightly to the right.

The knights and followers who had just died in the battle, together with the dead barbarians, flew to a place similar to an altar under the balance.

No, this should be table stakes.

The hearts of Lonnie and all the knights were tightened at once.

Things were clearly beyond everyone's budget.

This is undoubtedly a special law of war, and it is entirely conceivable that the previous Reincarnation Knights fell to Gu Xin's hands in this way.

What's even more irritating is that so many people died, and Gu Xin's face was not even seen.

The gray clouds in the sky formed an hourglass, and the clouds symbolizing sand were falling rapidly, which clearly told them that there was another game and the halftime was running out.

Captain Lonnie clenched his fists, turned his head and shouted, "Your Excellency the three judges! And Your Excellency Destiny! Please come and get together!"

Soon, they galloped over, and this time the big shots gathered together.

Lonnie couldn't care less about his face: "The head-to-head confrontation is the leader of the Knights. If you think of this weird situation, please enlighten me! This concerns the safety of all of us, and even the whole world!"

Judge Tony spoke first: "There is no doubt that this is a special law of war. He has drawn us into the most primitive inter-tribal war."

Judge Anthony: "What I can't figure out is—why Gu Xin, a mere Sequence 5, can bring so many Extraordinary people into an inner world, formulate their own laws, and deprive us of the connection with the goddess."

Lonnie was a little anxious: "No, I'm not interested in tracing the origin. I just want to know, what will my comrades and I face next?"

Abner rubbed his chin: "About [War], shouldn't we ask experts here first? Is there anything better than [Educated] knowing about war?"

Everyone turned their attention to Mark.

Mark glanced at the battlefield without hiding it: "If it started from the most primitive war, then after the Stone Age, it will be followed by the battle of bronze wares. Please prepare bronze weapons immediately for team battles."

Lonnie's eyes were as big as copper bells: "Where can I find bronze weapons and armor to equip my brothers?"

"It doesn't have to be bronze armor, at least some spears with a bronze tip. Do you still want the knights to fight the enemy unarmed? Look at the battlefield. Since the opponent has set such a law, they won't forcibly lock them." The dead side wins. It's not in line with the fundamental laws of illegitimate power."

The so-called basic law is [there is no law that perfectly restrains all existence in the world], that is, there is no so-called must kill.

Lonnie knew everything, and shouted: "Did you hear that? Hurry up and collect the bronze weapons! At worst, it's better to take off the tip of the spear and use it as a stick than the weapon disappears."

The knights suddenly realized:

"The horse armor and all the iron equipment on the horse have been removed. The horse's reins and saddle are kept, which may be useful."

"Cut off the iron parts of the saddle, and replace the pedals with straps."

"Leather armor! Leather armor should be allowed."

"Hurry up! Time is running out."

Looking at the knights who were preparing for battle in a panic, the three trials were a little worried.

Helena secretly pulled Mark and asked, "Can the Knights win this battle?"

"Lose less than win." Mark sighed.

He figured it out, and the final judgment of the balance was determined by the sum of the number of winners in each round.

"Wright's knight must be the best." The third princess Marian said suddenly.

She is convinced of it!
It's a pity that Mark compares the history of the earth and here.He didn't need to foresee fate to know what Bronze Age warfare was all about.

On the vast land of the Wright Empire, there has never been a nomadic civilization...

A mixed force of five hundred knights and retinues entered the battlefield, and at the same time, the red light flickered again in the distance.

When the knights in leather armor and ready to fight saw the enemy, they collectively froze for a moment.

It was five hundred knights on pony horses.

Their looks are very strange, except for the skull, the rest are human-like.Only the head was wrapped in bundles of long cloth, forming a slender oval shape similar to a wax gourd.

While making strange screams, they galloped on their horses, and before the apostolic knights could react, they drew out their nimble recurve bows and shot with the wind.

"Shhhhhh!"

The bowstrings tremble—

The next moment, everyone outside the arena saw a swarm of feathered arrows flying into the sky like a swarm of locusts, turning the midair into a handful of pockmarks, and then the rain of arrows stopped at the highest point and smashed down.

"defense!"

Accompanied by the scream of the captain of the knight, the feather arrow whizzed and pierced fiercely into the crowd.

Even if the knights quickly removed the iron skin on the shield, at least there was a shield for self-defense.

However, the defensive power of the pure wooden structure shield against copper arrows can only be said to be passable.

Once shot, most of the arrows were blocked by the wooden bars of the shield, and only a small part pierced into the knight's arm or body through the gap.

With the knights protecting their vitals with shields, the feathered arrows caused almost no direct damage, but the horses couldn't bear it!
The poor horse with many arrows in its body neighed sharply, or fell down to death, or stood upright in pain.

Even if they survived the rain of arrows, many knights were hit by arrows in their arms and thighs, and the situation was not optimistic.

"Rush up! Only by rushing over can we have a chance of winning!" the Cavalier Captain yelled in despair.

(End of this chapter)