Lord Roar

Libra of Victory

The luxurious battle lineup instantly displayed by the Bloodhoof tribe not only made the three major tribes look sideways, but also completely stunned Sokas' Iron Cavalry Beast Legion soldiers.

Is this still a shirtless barbarian warrior who doesn't fit in at all?
Where did a group of barbarians who rushed up after relying on a few giant beasts go?

Are these barbarian fighters with neat movements and clear division of labor, or the barbarian fighters who once swarmed up and were defeated one by one?

Countless human knights felt that even the last pure land of San Cassius, the ancient wilderness, was beginning to be full of cunning and conspiracy.

Even the strong wind that blows from the great wasteland is full of malice.

Countless boulders were thrown at the Bloodhoof camp, which was remote suppression.

The griffin dwarves in the air kept dropping exploding and burning vials to disrupt the rhythm of the knights' impact. This was high-altitude tactical harassment.

The small leader in charge of commanding the legion had just burst out of fighting spirit one second, and was pierced through the throat by several magic-breaking feather arrows shining with elemental luster in the next second.

The five earth elemental giants kept shortening the line of defense, which was to compress the range of the knight's impact.

Before rushing to the enemy's camp, the cavaliers of the cavalry beast had completely disrupted their charging rhythm. In such a short period of time, at least hundreds of knights were lost.

Sokas gritted his teeth and used his shield to block a magic-infused feathered arrow. His heart was shocked. He didn't even see where the black-handed archer was just now.

He thought about many possibilities in an instant, but after seeing the feathered arrows on the shield that were still shaking slightly, he overturned all his guesses.

The magic power of the water system on the Feather Arrow has slowly dissipated. Only magicians can do this kind of temporary blessing of magic elements, but because of the timeliness of magic, it can't last long unless it is.

"Magic Archer!" Sokas sweated profusely after thinking of this possibility.

He recalled that when the feathered arrow flew towards him, it seemed that his throat was being stared at by an invisible hungry wolf. He was familiar with that feeling, it was the feeling of being locked by magical eyes.

But Pangea has never heard of any magic archer who can shoot such a long distance, and he is very sure that he was indeed locked by the magic eyes just now.

However, most of the magic archers come from the elf family, and I have never heard of any profession other than magicians who can use magic to lock their eyes.

An elf magic archer with locked eyes?Sokas felt that it would be better if a giant dragon with a dwarf head suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Whoosh!" Another magic feather arrow passed by, and a knight carrying a battle flag not far away fell on his back, with a feather arrow stuck in his throat.

An incredible image suddenly appeared in Sokas' mind. A cowardly old man wearing a magic robe, with the support of the barbarian, tremblingly pulled up a huge strong bow, filled the arrow with magic power and used it Magic gazes on enemies in the distance, then draws the strongbow to the full moon.

Sokas suddenly wanted to order a retreat. There were too many incredible things in front of him, too many things he couldn't understand.

The incredible long-range strikes of the Bloodhoof tribe, both in quantity and precision, are unheard of and unseen.

But it was too late now, the knight group he led had entered the best time to charge, and was less than a hundred yards away from the Bloodhoof Warriors.

"Accelerate the charge!" Sokas yelled: "Crush their formation."

After shouting, Sokas could already see the face of the Bloodhoof Warrior clearly.

Those were expressionless faces, and only pairs of blood-hungry eyes seemed to prove that they were still flesh and blood barbarian warriors.

Sokas felt a little nervous, because the Bloodhoof warrior was too calm, terrifyingly calm.

The horses under the crotch of the knights of the Iron Beast Legion are all iron-shoeed giant horses carefully maintained by the Holy See. They run with amazing momentum. Even if a barbarian with semi-petrified skin is hit by a giant horse that is sprinting at full strength, it is inevitable that he will suffer from internal injuries. It can range from broken bones to severe internal organs rupture. Without any accident, they will lose their combat effectiveness in a short time.

In the past, when the Holy See crusaded against the wilderness tribes, this kind of iron-shoeed giant horses charged in groups, just in time to deal with the strong barbarians, and they were tried and tested.

This time I led the knights of the legion and came even more prepared. In order to reduce the wear and tear of the mount, I specially covered the horse with a layer of chain armor.

He lost a hundred knights just now because of the Griffon dwarves and long-range strikes on the way, but there are hundreds of knights behind him.

The plain terrain is the most suitable for charging, and the best charging distance, Sokas doesn't understand why he has an inexplicable palpitation.

Perhaps it was the faces of the Bloodhoof tribe warriors who were too calm, Sokas tried to concentrate and not think about the disturbing and unsearchable answer.

The warriors of the Bloodhoof tribe were all real people, and they quickly gave an answer that satisfied Sokas.

The Bloodhoof clansmen who formed the human wall pulled out a giant shield from behind in a uniform movement, ruthlessly inserted the giant shield like a door panel into the ground, and firmly pressed the inside of the shield with their strong shoulders.

At the moment when the strong shoulders of the Bloodhoof tribe touched the shield, the iron-hoofed giant horse also hit the huge shield like a door panel.

Countless knights felt dizzy at that moment, and before they could feel the momentary pause brought about by the strong impact, their bodies had already flew forward.

In the next second, they were surrounded by dozens of giant wolves, and their sharp fangs pierced the throats of these knights.

Most of the knights are very skilled in riding. Pulling the reins at the nick of time, the iron-shoeed giant horse stands up, and then, there is no more.

Because the giant shield like a door panel ejected more than a dozen spikes after being hit, piercing through the giant horse's belly.

When the giant horse fell to the ground with a bang, most of them were completely silent after struggling twice.

And the knights who were thrown to the ground, before they could draw out their knight spears, the mace with thick door bolts hit their knees.

If Alan was here, he would definitely let the dwarves open a crutch workshop immediately, and then make a lot of money, without worrying about sales.

Sokas's face was already covered with cold sweat. Almost all of the hundreds of elite knights under his command who had been victorious in all battles lay on the ground hugging their knees and howling, and even dozens of unlucky ghosts flew out before they could pull the reins, and were killed Dozens of giant wolves bit through the throat.

Maybe the Iron Cavalry Beast Legion under his command is not as good as the Ground Dragon Legion he once led, but it can be regarded as the top elite army on the mainland, he suddenly thought in horror, maybe even if the Ground Dragon Legion and the Iron Cavalry Beast Legion are tied together , and may not be able to easily break through the defense line of the Bloodhoof camp.

The sub-dragon iron cavalry beast under Sokas's crotch, thanks to its good body that can resist beatings, actually passed through the giant shield wall and thrusts.

The two bloodhoof warriors were directly knocked into the air by the impact of the earth-type iron cavalry beast, and the giant steel shield was broken into two pieces because it could not withstand the strong impact.

Sokas, who broke through the giant shield formation, finally breathed a sigh of relief. He believed that the three ascetics who followed him would tear up a bigger breakthrough. As long as the infantry soldiers behind could keep up, he would kill Bloodhoof Zac himself. , The scale of victory will definitely tilt like yourself.

(End of this chapter)