The Original Vampire

　　 When the first ray of sunlight fell on this ice sheet, the heavy snow suddenly stopped.

　　 Colin, who was dozing off, felt someone pushing him by his side.

　　 "What's the matter? Are you going to start fighting?" Colin instantly sobered up.

"Correct!"

　　 Earl Dawson looked firm and looked ahead.

　　At the same time, the hereditary officer ran back and forth in the army, passing the marquis' order:

　　 "The whole army is on the horse, ready to fight!"

　　 With this command, the black cavalry gradually came to life.

　　 The soldiers began to check the armor, harness, and weapons, and then turned on their horses at the urging of the officers, and opened their formations.

　　 As the sky lights up, rows of cavalry in black armor have been neatly lined up on the ice sheet.

　　 The aura of killing began to spread in the army, and a faint bloodshot slowly appeared in a pair of eyes.

　　 All the tiredness and coldness are all gone at this moment.

　　 All that is left is the surging blood and the tyrannical mood that is hard to conceal.

　　 While in it, Colin couldn't help being infected by this atmosphere, his breathing gradually became heavier, and his sanity had gradually faded at this moment.

　　 The most primitive and bloodiest impulse is rooted in the blood of all living things.

　　 At this moment, he suddenly understood what a real tiger and wolf teacher, an invincible teacher!

　　 The troll camp on the opposite side is still as quiet as before. They don't even know that the death sickle has quietly descended, and it is almost reaching their necks.

　　 In the Black Cavalry, everyone's eyes turned to the position of the black lion banner.

　　 stared at the figure of the man under the banner.

　　 Like countless times in the past, there was no exciting pre-war speech. I saw Marquis García slowly withdrawing the sword from his waist, holding it high above his head, and suddenly pointing forward!

　　In an instant, a deep horn sounded.

　　 "Woo-"

　　The army began to surge forward.

　　 jogging slowly, then accelerating gradually, and finally entering a state of galloping charge at a suitable distance.

　　 As the Northern Territory, it can even be said to be the most elite cavalry in the Glory Empire. This fighting rhythm has been completely integrated into the blood of every Black Cavalry soldier, and it doesn't even need the generals to command too much.

　　 The sound of rumbling horseshoes echoed on the ice field, and finally became the only sound in the world!

　　 At this time, the troll was finally shocked.

　　 But most of the trolls have not even fully awakened from their sleep.

　　 Even if I wake up, I haven't had time to eat breakfast, let alone weapons and armor.

　　 Countless trolls ran out of the camp in a panic, roaring indiscriminately, asking the same dumbfounded companions what happened.

　　 The commander of this wolf cavalry, General Quik, also awakened from his dream, and immediately realized that something was wrong.

　　 As soon as he rushed out of the camp with the knife, he saw a guard rushing towards him with a panic expression: "General, it's not good! The enemy, the enemy is here!"

　　Quick kicked the guard over, then jumped on the back of his wolf rider and looked in the direction where the sound was heard.

　　 Then, his eyes widened to the extreme in an instant, almost splitting apart.

　　Because he discovered that the cavalry, many cavalry, are killing them!

　　Quick’s first reaction was impossible.

　　 He has been leading soldiers in combat for so many years, and he has never discovered that so many cavalry rush to such a close distance.

　　 Such a weird thing almost subverted his cognition.

　　 But the next moment, Quick put all the inconceivable aside.

　　Because, he had already seen the black lion flag waving in the wind.

　　Black Cavalry!

　　 In an instant, the blood in Quik's whole body coagulated.

　　He suddenly calmed down.

　　As if at this moment, the wolf cavalry leader had already foreseen his inescapable fate.

　　 The light in his eyes also disappeared completely, leaving only the depth of silence.

　　Quick immediately grabbed a guard by the collar and whispered:

　　 "You immediately lead a team of wolves to the southwest! Run all the way, don't look back! In any case, you must inform His Royal Highness Gambik that the black cavalry is here!"

　　 "Then, general you..."

　　 The guards were still hesitating, but Quik had already pushed him far away: "Get out of here, get out of me!"

　　 Then, Quick drew out his scimitar and rushed in the direction of the black cavalry without hesitation.

　　 The desolate horn finally sounded from the troll camp.

　　 In this voice, as the most elite fighters in the troll clan, these wolf cavalry were caught off guard, but under the leadership of Quik, they quickly organized and prepared for the upcoming battle.

　　 But, it's still too late.

　　The wolf cavalry had no time to accelerate, they found that the forward of the black cavalry had crossed this not too long distance, and rushed in front of them.

　　The murderous human cavalry raised their steel knives obliquely, like a surging silver wave under the shining of the morning sun.

　　 Then, this turbulent wave rushed to the troll's camp instantly, bringing up blood spraying all over the sky and stumps and broken arms flying around.

　　Quick roared hoarsely, trying to maintain a loose formation and not let it be completely overwhelmed.

　　 At the same time, he also gathered a group of wolf cavalry and ran away from the black cavalry.

　　 This is not an escape.

　　 The moment he saw the black lion banner, Quick was ready to die.

　　Quick did not feel humiliated to die in the hands of the Marquis Garcia, but was somewhat honored~www.readwn.com~ but he still had some regrets.

　　Because, he feels he is not ready yet.

　　 Even if he loses, he hopes to be able to play the strongest offensive and let the Marquis Garcia know how good he is.

　　He understood that the most important thing for cavalry to fight is speed.

　　 And speed requires distance.

　　 Therefore, he planned to lead his army to run in the opposite direction, and after a certain distance, he would wait for an opportunity to recoil.

　　 This is indeed the wisest move.

　　 But unfortunately, the Black Cavalry would not give him this opportunity.

　　 In this battle, the troll wolf cavalry is destined to be extremely aggrieved.

　　 They actually have more numbers than the Black Cavalry, but they have lost the opportunity.

　　Quick's constantly shaking flag and the conspicuous armor on his body were quickly spotted by the black cavalry.

　　 His speed of running back is not too slow, but in front of the Black Cavalry cavalry who has already entered a state of rapid charge, it is still terribly slow.

　　 A group of black cavalry came and surrounded Quik.

　　 The turbulent light of swords whizzed in, not talking about a fair duel at all.

　　 This is a life and death battlefield, and there is no room for chivalry to survive here.

　　As a fifth-order warrior, Quik is also a well-known master in the troll clan.

　　 But no matter how powerful a master is, it can't stand the siege of the army.

　　 What's more, there are many high-ranking knights in the Black Cavalry.

　　 After creating a terrifying record of killing hundreds of people, the wolf cavalry leader was eventually cut off by a human knight.

　　 With the break of the Quik handsome banner, this troll wolf cavalry completely collapsed.

　　The black cavalry passed by, leaving corpses all over the ground and blood flowing everywhere.

　　 This is a total massacre.