Blood Dragon

The fourth quarter ends

"Light cavalry, let the light cavalry stop. Let the artillery turn their muzzles, and let the musketeers turn!" On the high ground, the fat man gave orders hoarsely.

But his order was too late.All blood knights are wrapped in red heavy armor, both riders and horses.But their speed was beyond the reach of even light cavalry.The blood knight had rushed down the sand dune, violently attacking the flank of the human army, while the light cavalry rushed to fight.

The blood knight's attack was swift and bloody.Unlike humans, these terrifying executioners have had centuries to hone their art of killing.The number of the two sides is similar, but the combat power is very different-the human cavalry suddenly met the blood knight, and before they could resist or throw their weapons, they were hacked to death, stabbed to death, or simply slammed into the horse and trampled to death.In just a few minutes, the red waves engulfed everything.The light cavalry was wiped out so thoroughly that the entire flank of the human legion was exposed to the blood knight at a glance.

The blood knights didn't stop for a second, and with a level of organization and training that completely surpassed that of humans, they reorganized their formation while charging, and rushed straight to the next target.

"Fire!" Although the musketeers hadn't fully lined up yet, they could only fire first in the face of this situation.

But regardless of the formation or distance, the musketeers are not good for them, and the armor of the vampires can withstand a considerable part of the bullets.Although the musketeers barely knocked down a few, there was no other force between them and the blood knight.The Blood Knight pounced on like a hungry tiger.In an instant, they rushed among the musketeers, and their swords and axes exerted terrible killing power, and there was a bloody wind wherever they went, and the musketeers were completely defeated at once.

The fat general who commanded the army from a high place watched helplessly as the blood knights rushed into the infantry ranks following the defeated soldiers, slashing and killing the soldiers like grass.He was overwhelmed by the sudden blow.All of this violated his common sense. How could a cavalry force of more than a thousand people rush in, and how could it penetrate his entire army horizontally in the blink of an eye, as if entering no one's land?He looked around desperately, hoping to find a unit that could stop the enemy, and found his life-saving straw.

"Let the Holy Knights attack! Only the Holy Knights can stop the enemy!" He shouted loudly to the messenger.The latter immediately galloped towards the Knights hiding behind the entire army.But to the orderly's surprise, he found that the holy knights were already ready.

"My lord, the general orders you to attack immediately to block the blood knight, otherwise our entire army is in danger of being wiped out."

The captain of the holy knight—the man who drank with Fatty at the same table last night—showed a faint smile.

"No, you're mistaken, it's 'you' who are in danger of annihilating the entire army." He no longer cared about the stunned orderly, but turned to his subordinates. "All retreat, take away the magicians, pay attention to the route, and avoid being chased by the enemy."

After giving the order, he looked back at the orderly.

"Young man, you have a choice. Come with us, or go back to die. You can choose freely."

"I...I...I..."

"This failure is not your responsibility. It is entirely due to the incompetence of the general. We just chose to retreat when the situation was irreversible. This is not honorable, but it will not be condemned."

The decision was easy to make.A few minutes later, the entire team of holy knights left the battlefield and retreated.

……

The criminal soldier fell into despair.

In front of them, there is a steady stream of skeleton soldiers like a nightmare, killing endlessly.The dark magic is gradually strengthening, and those skeletons who were knocked down before got up one by one again and joined the attacking queue.

Behind them, the blood knights have been overwhelming to destroy all human armies.No troop could survive even a short while under the charge of the blood knight.In a blink of an eye, all the troops except the criminal soldiers had collapsed, they dropped their weapons and fled in all directions, allowing the blood knights to gallop and kill.

The outcome has been decided, but those blood knights are not in a hurry to destroy this last human army.They spread out and chased and slaughtered the fleeing human soldiers as if they were having fun, chopping or trampling them to death one by one.Blood stained the yellow sand.

All the remaining soldiers who were still resisting retreated into the ranks of the criminal soldiers, resisting the continuous attack of the skeleton warriors in desperation.

When the blood knights finished their bloodthirsty entertainment, it was the end of the criminal soldiers.But even if they were really too lazy to do anything, it was impossible for the criminal soldiers to persist for long.

Scar knocked out a skeleton that was trying to attack him with his spear.He was bruised and weary.Not only him, but the entire team is almost powerless to fight.He just used his exhausted and weak arms to hold on to block the continuous wave after wave of attacks.The only thing he was happy about was seeing the formerly invincible officer fall off his horse and be chopped to pieces by the skeleton soldiers.

This is the last time we will see the sun.Scar looked up at the sky, the battle had been going on for several hours, at this time the dark cloud covering the sky had dissipated, and the setting sun was like blood, shining on this killing battlefield.

"Everyone hold on... Hold on!" The old man was still trying to cheer up.But this is meaningless.More than half of the entire team was killed or injured, and the dead were hung on the chains, dragging everyone else in place, unable to move.

Several blood knights galloped forward, rushing towards their team.

The old man raised his spear, but the point of the spear sliced ​​open on the red heavy armor.The sword light flashed, and a gray-haired head flew up.The headless body that was spurting blood slumped to the ground.

A vampire got off his horse and came to the old man's body.The criminal soldiers pointed their spears at him, but they were all trembling.Half exhausted, half hopeless.

The vampire stood beside the old man's body and didn't move for a long time.He finally raised his head, looked at the group of terrified humans, turned a blind eye to the spears, and slowly approached them.His sword is sheathed.

When the vampire got closer, Scar yelled and stabbed with his spear.However, the vampire grabbed the spear at an instant, and snatched the spear away with his hands.The moment Scar was staggering and pulled over by him, his fist landed on Scar's chin, hitting him so that he fell backwards and fell to the ground unconsciously.

The vampire turned his spear and threw it like a lance, impaling a criminal in the chest.The latter fell down wailing, his body convulsing in death.

But the vampire did not launch any further attacks, but just calmly watched the man die slowly.A moment of confusion flashed in his eyes.

Then he mounted again.

"Listen, you mortals!" the vampire yelled as he galloped around the ranks of humans. "I am Baron Pinault, a nobleman of Calian! I will give you a chance now. Throw down your weapons and raise your hands in surrender. I can spare your lives for now! Otherwise, you will be shot!"

The skeleton soldier stepped back.The remaining humans looked at each other in panic.But the choice is not difficult to make.I don't know who started it, people dropped their weapons one by one and raised their hands high.

On a sand dune far away from the battlefield, a pair of eyes lurking in the yellow sand carefully observed everything that happened on the battlefield.Watching the vampires clean up the battlefield, tie up the prisoners of war, and escort them away in groups.Even the wounded were simply bandaged and taken away, leaving only the corpses of men and horses all over the ground, as well as broken swords and chopped shields, stained by the setting sun with a layer of death.

In a short time, all traces will be erased, and the yellow sand will cover up all this, leaving only insignificant traces weeping in the sand.

After confirming that the undead army had all left, the lurker took out a piece of paper and wrote a line on the sand.

"The oracle is completely correct, and the effect of the holy water has been verified. Anyone who drinks the holy water cannot be reawakened by black magic after death. There is no doubt that with this method, Kalean's army cannot be replenished from the war... "

The battlefield of destruction