"Roar!" shouted in unison, and numerous cavalrymen began to maneuver their horses to start, accelerate, gallop, and charge.

"Da Da Da! Da!"

In an instant, the sound of horses' hooves sounded like thunder, and a large number of cavalry rushed towards the camp like a black arrow, with a thunderous and unstoppable momentum.

The wide road in front of the camp gave the opponent excellent conditions for charging, which made everyone in the camp feel like they were falling into an ice cave.

The previous conjecture has come true, so how to solve it?

Many of the nobles looked at Gro, who looked at Richard, who shook his head.

The distance of the enemy troops is eighty meters.

"Da Da Da!"

The many nobles looked at Gro, who looked at Richard, who shook his head again.

The enemy troops were seventy meters away.

"Dada-da-da!"

Many of the nobles looked at Gro, who looked at Richard, who shook his head.

The distance of the enemy troops is sixty meters.

"Dadada!"

The sound of dense horses' hooves resounded throughout the whole world, and under the horses sprinting at full speed, the distance of ten meters was approaching in the blink of an eye, and the distance had been shortened to fifty meters.

Fifty meters!

This time, many nobles did not look at Gro, and Gro did not look at Richard, because they knew that no matter what means Richard had, it should be impossible to stop it.

Let's find a way to save ourselves.

The first to react was Viscount Lancet, who drew his sword with a roar and shouted, "Fight!"

The other nobles also drew their swords and shouted, maybe they were afraid, but at this moment they could only fight, and they could only fight to the death as nobles.

In the end, even Prince Gro drew an ordinary long sword and held it tightly in his hand.

Lancet stared at the charging cavalry, his muscles tensed, his bones trembling, his strength condensed, ready to deliver the most ferocious slash. He was confident that he would be able to kill the first cavalry to engage him, but the rest was a matter of luck, after all, the cavalry that charged up was too lethal for a single person to resist.

At this moment, everyone present had forgotten Richard's existence, because in their opinion, wizards were unreliable after all, and their lives still had to be fought for by themselves.

Richard was a little relaxed next to him, tilting his head slightly to look at Pandora to the side. At this time, Pandora was biting a new silver fork, and the bite made a "click" sound, and when she saw Richard looking, she immediately hid the silver fork behind her, and said righteously: "Scared!"

This is what it means: Don't try to take my fork again!

Richard couldn't help but shake his head, and then looked at the stormtroopers who were getting closer and closer outside the camp, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his hand reached into his arms.

Mana began to surge.

Fifty meters, forty-five meters, forty meters!

Some inconspicuous arrangements came into play, the roads became a little rough and narrow, and the charging ranks began to slow down, become denser, and become closer to the center.

Well, almost.

The next moment, Richard's eyes sharpened, his hand was taken out of his arms, and then he threw it, a black shadow, two black shadows, and three black shadows...... Dense black shadows flew out.

It can be seen to the naked eye that it is something that has been hardened, embalmed, and carved with strange patterns - like a specimen of animal internal organs - a total of 9 spell props made by demonizing the silver rabbit's 5 lung lobes, 2 kidneys, 1 liver, and 1 heart.

5 lobes have a power index of 200, 2 kidneys have a power index of 350, 1 liver has a power index of 500, and a heart power index of 3K. The total power index is 5.2K.

5.2K!5200 grams of TNT explosive equivalent, 52 grenades, 1 reinforced version of the main battle tank shell.

Mana is activated, and spell items fall.

Time seems to freeze for a moment.

The nobles in the camp drew their swords in their hands, the muscles on their faces stiffened, and the turbid qi exhaled from their nostrils, crashing into the cold night outside, quickly liquefiing into large strands of white mist. The hand that grabbed the sword was tense, and the blood vessels under the skin bulged, and I could clearly see that it was expanding little by little, and this was the heart sending blood to all parts of the body.

Outside the camp, many cavalrymen followed the charge with expressionless faces and cold faces. Many of the horses are adjusting their stance on their own because they are getting too close. Some of the horses saw something, tilted their heads slightly, and looked at the small black shadows that were falling from the sky.

Fall, fall......

time, back to normal.

The falling spell props exploded in the ranks of the cavalry, and in an instant, a strong flash of light stabbed the eyes of everyone present. Even if you close your eyes tightly, the light will go down the gap between your eyelids like a needle, and drill into your eyes. The liquid flowed out, and I don't know if it was tears or blood.

Then the extremely high temperature and flames spread, and the iron armor and helmet on the cavalry's body quickly softened and stuck to the body like butter next to the stove, seeping down the eyes, nose, and ears towards the body. Before he could scream, the high-temperature flames licked the person's skin again, burned a scorched piece, and then poured into the mouth along the person's newly opened mouth, entering the body and wreaking havoc.

This was followed by a violent surge of air, and for a moment it seemed to give birth to the strongest wind, sweeping from the center of the explosion to all sides. The wind was hard, it was invisible, but it struck everyone like a stone, sending them flying, flattening the iron armor, breaking bones, and shattering the internal organs.

Explosions, roars, screams.

Suddenly, the whole world became noisy, suddenly, the air was filled with wailing, and suddenly, the path of the charge became the Shura field.

Many nobles and Gero in the camp felt a strong wind blowing by, and then saw that the cavalry charging outside the camp suddenly fell and flew up, in the firelight and roar, just in the blink of an eye, the front of the camp was clear, and the charging cavalry turned into corpses, charred corpses.

The cavalry that followed rushed before they knew what was happening, crashing into the corpses of the dead people in front of them, tripping and flying out, followed by more cavalry rushing behind them, continuing to trip and fly out.

Trampling is happening, death is spreading, fear of the unknown is spreading, and unspeakable feelings are born.

The nobles in the camp, Gro, looked at Richard in a daze, and Richard looked calm, as if nothing had happened.

......

After half ringing.

The attacked enemy struggled to recover from the panic and began to organize his ranks.

Richard watched quietly from the camp.

In the sudden explosion just now, more than 20 people on the other side died directly because they were in the core area affected by the explosion, and more than 10 people were injured because they were on the periphery. In addition, the subsequent trampling also caused more than 20 casualties before it was barely stopped.

Generally speaking, the threat of the explosion just now caused more than 50 casualties on the other side, and based on the number of more than 400 people on the other side, it almost caused the other side to lose about one-eighth of its combat effectiveness.

Eighth.