Shaman from Afar

"Bairen, array-move forward!"

The grasslands shrouded by night, a group of neatly formed phalanx infantry were arranged into a tight large phalanx, and they followed the heavy steps slowly and uniformly.

Different from the Sakran "shield wall", the Bainian infantry fronts are loose; the "phalanx infantry" wielding heavy spears and kite shields are the most basic units and the first line of defense;

In the back row of each "small square" of sixty people, the back row is equipped with two-handed swords, fully armed infantry knights; and heavy infantry wielding flail battle axe, and carrying heavy Crossbowmen of the crossbow;

Under the moonless starry sky, the neatly paced phalanx infantry and the sound of hoofs, and the smoke-filled Centaur army form an incomparable contrast.

In the sound of the officers ’orders, the huge phalanx moved slowly, approaching the murderous step by step, and the warriors of the Centaur, who were martial and magnificent, shortened the distance between the two sides.

Billowing thick smoke, the centaur army with the bloodthirsty howl began to gather, and gradually surrounded the entire phalanx.

Although they have been closed on three sides, the Phalanx infantry is still in an orderly formation, stopping and turning; the thick jungle-like spears are traversed, pointing at the murderous Centaur warriors.

The next second, the thunderous sound of iron riding sounded in the thick smoke; the centaur samurai wrapped in dust smoked their spears and short spears and roared from all directions towards the phalanx.

"Kill the two-legged man ----- !!!!!!"

The roar of the heartbreaking lungs sounded, and the earth was trembling violently.

In the blink of an eye, the wings of Byrne's Great phalanx once again sounded the sound of a war drum like a horseshoe.

Centaurs rushing to the forefront are aware that these ghostly cavalry have rushed to the front at a speed no less than theirs, wielding sabers and swords to kill all the oncoming enemies.

Facing the enemies that appeared suddenly, the panic Centaur had almost no power to change hands; the entire flank fell instantly, and the scattered array was forced to squeeze in the direction of the pike phalanx under the beheading of the Rangers and Rangers. .

"In the name of Byrne, in the name of Turin ..." The Earl of Bossival, who was in the front row, waved his saber in his hand, and he laughed toward the knights behind him:

"kill!"

Following them, the Rangers responded to him with uniformly drawn swords and raised swords; they laughed and dispersed the array, rushing to their enemies like a hunter hunting.

"Dang——!"

The horseshoes were staggered, and Boscivar grinned from the short spear that greeted him, and the back-handed saber passed across the armpit of the centaur.

Snow-like bright sabers, splattered with wine-like red blood plasma, the wailing centaur was completely rifled by him.

Laughing Bossivar rushed to the forefront like a spear, and the Rangers behind him were even thrown away by two or three horses.

The oncoming Centaur immediately spotted him. Several Centaur warriors roared and raised their short spears, launching a counterattack towards him like a knight of Byrne.

Raised the saber, and Bosívar licked the corner of his cracked mouth excitedly, tilting his neck and rushing towards the oncoming gunpoint.

"Dang 啷 ——!"

Sparks flashed, the blade crossed the tip of the gun; two spears were cut off with their master's arms together!

The bright red arc traversed through the air, and Boscivar, whose blood was soaked on his cheeks, crossed his sword and smiled wildly at the flying head.

The next second, he suddenly stood up and raised his right arm. He slammed him with his elbow, and the unprepared Centaur knocked down and fell to the ground!

"Won't you be pleasantly surprised, you are not surprised, brute? Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha !!!"

Boceval, who laughed a lot, didn't care about his right arm, which was hurt so badly. He raised a sharp saber in his left hand and waved hard in the air:

"Kill the four-hoofed man--!"

"Kill the Four-hoofed Man ———————— !!!!!!"

The same energetic rangers, wielding long swords and swords, quickly crossed from his side, "catch" the Centaur who wanted to leave the battlefield back, and three or five people rushed on the face, just like hunting to kill the single "Unlucky Egg".

Or alone rushed into the center of the reinvigorated formation of the Centaur Warrior, wielding the saber to crush their array, and then was pierced by a spear pierced through the body, still remembering to poke the saber into the throat of the enemy in front.

If the knights of Byrne are the representatives of the array charge, then these rangers and the knights from all over Baine are the most unruly guys who are good at fighting alone in the melee.

Whenever the enemies rallied into a tight formation and used various means to protect themselves from being overwhelmed; they would remind each other in their own way-the knights of Byrne, not just the group of "obedient good children" ".

And their bear children!

In the two or three minutes since the fighting, the left wing array of the Centaur has been completely disrupted. The forced Centaur samurai gradually lost their maneuvering space and can only launch a frontal attack on the front of the lance square.

In the deafening horseshoes, the phalanx infantry with firm expressions stuck the end of their spears in the grass beneath their feet.

"boom----!!!!"

The sound of the collision between flesh and blade, the Centaur samurai who was forced to launch a charge, slammed into the front of the lance square.

Flesh splash!

A heavy lance with a thick arm and a thin arm was broken in front of the figure of the centaur; the merciless iron rider stepped the screaming phalanx infantry into mud, blood and flesh; Without raising his head, he was split off by the slinging axe.

But that's it.

The screams of one after another, the phalanx of pikes with heavy footsteps moved forward like a flesh and blood mill; the length of the seemingly "short" heavy pike has become a centaur can not win the distance with life.

One after another, the heavy heavy spears mercilessly stringed the dwarf centaur into skewers, and then beheaded by a sword of the infantry knight rushing in the back row, or the head was smashed by flail.

Sounds like drums, stable rock ... Silent Phalanx infantrymen just stepped on the heavy footsteps and moved forward without a word.

Behind them are the Rangers who wantonly strangled, in front of the phalanx infantry advancing step by step ... The Centaur, known for its mobility and agility, was bitten bit by bit, and was caught in this "flesh mill" .

Was either stimulated by the blood of the heart, or because of the death of the robe; the red-eyed centaur samurai are gradually losing their minds, fighting with the same crazy posture in the melee.

Just at this time……

"What's the matter, what are the animals doing?"

Release the short spear in his hand, and the angry Bosívar watched the centaur scattered in front of him, and even dropped his robe and retreated to the back row, even the Rangers who hunted behind him.

Even some centaurs threw their weapons, turned their heads and dropped the enemies in front of them, spread their hooves and ran away in full force in the direction behind them.

"They are going to run?"

"I guess it shouldn't be ~ www.readwn.com ~ Bloody Earl Salal ran from the back row, supporting his body with a big sword and gasping for breath, his face was very ugly:

"If a centaur wants to run away, it will not run in the same direction in such a regular way-it is better to say that it has received a command suddenly and can't take care of us for a while."

"I can't take care of us for a while ..."

Bossivar froze, and it took three seconds to suddenly react, suddenly squinting his scarlet eyes and looking straight ahead: "They are going to encircle the Duke?"

"Otherwise?"

Salald glanced coldly at him, his face was even more ugly: "When you eat at night, do you come out and exercise to eliminate muscles and bones ?!"

"There are only four or five flags around the Duke, and a hundred knights-if you let this group of beasts encircle, we are the ones who are finished!"

"Here is yours-let the brethren throw away all the heavy body, I will give you the knights, be sure to bite this group of four-legged beasts!"

Don't care about fighting with Salald, Bosival pulled out his sword and rushed to the front, screaming exhaustedly:

"Boys of Wangwangfeng, follow me to rescue our Duke-!!!!!!" ...

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