Chapter 117: Shock Cavalry

"Attack!"

Before I could speak, there was a rough roar behind me, and I saw a black shadow flash. The dark shadow swept past me and knocked me aside mercilessly, and the long cloak was lifted by the wind and slammed into my face like a loud slap.

I opened my eyes wide to see who the man was, and the Burgundians in front of me were terrified by this guy, and the guy in front of them retreated again and again, but was blocked by the people behind them.

The fully armored warrior had already rushed in front of them, and with his left hand he raised his shield violently, and pushed the grass forward to him, facing the defenseless civilian, who could only stare dryly, and the sword fell in his hand, and another corpse fell to the ground in a scream.

“die! die! die! ”

A large crowd of soldiers came out of the air around us, covered in blood, but this did not dampen their enthusiasm for killing, and soon the makeshift formation soon showed its vulnerability, and all the Burgundians were scattered by the murderous Roman soldiers.

"Andrew!"

I recognized the figure, and Andrew swung his sword again into the shoulder of a Burgundian, and the great pain forced the man to kneel in front of Andrew, his features twisted together, and his blood-soaked hands clutched Andrew's right wrist, clumsily trying to stop the battle-hardened centurion! But Andrew had gone mad, and the killing had blinded him, and he lifted his shield with his left hand and slammed it down on the poor Burgundian's head, and again, and again!

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

Until the Burgundian lost consciousness and let go of his hands, Andrew did not believe that he was dead, and continued to raise his shield.

"Drink !!"

A desperate young Burgundian with a pitchfork in his hand roared and lunged at Andrew's right, such a reckless attack had already been detected by Andrew, who saw Andrew lean back sharply, and the sharp wooden pitchfork pierced Andrew's chest. Without giving the kid a chance to react, his right arm slammed the wooden handle of the pitchfork, and this strong guy, Andrew yelled and broke the wooden handle!

The Burgundian boy, who had lost his weapon, hurriedly waved the broken stick in his hand and tried to retreat, but it was too late. Andrew took a sharp step forward, his whole body driving his left hand and slamming it down.

"Bang!"

The Burgundian boy fell to the ground, red blood slowly flowing from the wound in his head, and the boy was already motionless.

"Dead? Just died casually! ”

Andrew shook off the blood from the shield in his left hand, got up and looked up, looked at me, and found me standing still. He strode over and grabbed me by the collar.

"What the hell is going on with you bastard!" He yelled at him, and I could clearly see that his red eyes were bloodshot. Seeing that I did not reply, he shoved me to the ground and pointed his blood-stained iron sword at my nose.

"I really don't know what heretical sorcery that damn old bastard did to you, look at you now!"

They're just a bunch of people who have little ability to resist! I retorted to Andrew in my heart, but I didn't dare to say that I was a coward in the truest sense of the word! I was scared, so scared, I was afraid that I would face the old people who had lost their children, and the children who had lost their parents. When they ask me where their relatives are, how do I, the murderer, answer? Is it deception? Or is it honest?

"You get up for me!"

Andrew grabbed my cloak and jerked me up, staring at me with murderous red eyes!

"Remember who you are! Aurius. Luga! He gritted his teeth and said to me word by word, "I know you're repenting for those two bastards who deserve to die, but you don't have to!" Because God doesn't care, why should you? ”

I didn't dare look him in the eye, and I kept avoiding it.

"Listen!" Andrew weighed the iron sword in his hand and said, "I know you were enchanted by that damn old beast!" That son of a bitch must know that we killed his precious son and daughter-in-law, but that's okay, when it's all over, I'll kill that old thing and see when you come to your senses! ”

"Bang!"

I just felt a sharp pain in my back and the wound on my chest, and Andrew threw me to the ground!

"If you don't kill them, Aurius. Luga! Andrew wiped the blood from his sword on his cloak and continued, "The seeds of hatred will take root in their hearts, and sooner or later they will come back!" When the time comes, I don't believe that you, a coward, will be responsible for your stupidity now! ”

With that, he turned around and walked into the chaotic battlefield.

The inner entanglement makes me overwhelmed, although I have also experienced so much, the internal psychology is strong enough, but cowardice and fear still make me hesitate. This may be the reason why I lost Xiaoya, no one will be blamed for this matter, it is all my fault!

I felt a gentle pat on the shoulder, and I looked back and saw Briss.

"Sir!" Bliss said slowly: "We have killed enough people, if you think it is right to let them go, then there will be more innocent people who will die because of your mercy in the future, are you responsible for them?" ”

"Smack! Syllable! ”

I slapped myself twice, letting the burning pain in my cheeks dispel all thoughts of killing.

"Kill! Yes, kill! ”

I said to myself, supporting myself with my sword, and said to Bliss behind me, "Follow my steps!" ”

The faces of Bliss and the soldiers were clearly delighted, and I hurried forward, and from behind me I heard the long-lost horn of attack! I strode through the chaotic battlefield of fighting. Passing Andrew, he was looking back to see who dared to surpass him.

"Boom!"

I slammed my shield into a thin young man, and the pitchfork in his hand was forced open by my shield. I stabbed him in the chest with my sword, and he must have been staring at me with wide eyes at this time, and I looked away, deliberately not looking at the dying teenager. My right hand rotated ninety degrees to the right, and a large stream of blood poured out of the torn wound wet my right arm, and the boy groaned and gradually weakened, and I pressed my shield against the boy's neck, and with a sharp push, the sharp blade withdrew from his chest.

It's a familiar feeling, and my nerves are gradually paralyzing, and I think I'm going to hell if I go on like this.

"Well done! Luga! ”

Andrew cheered me on behind me, and I turned around and smiled stiffly at him.

"Cavalry! Cavalry! ”

At this moment, I only heard the exclamation of the soldiers behind me, I turned around, only to see a black press behind me, and the rows of silver spear tips pressed down next to the galloping war horse shone dazzlingly, looking up along the barrel of the gun, it was a heavy armored cavalry dressed in golden bronze scale armor and holding a horse spear, the Roman soldiers along the way avoided one after another, they would be the last iron cone to tear apart the Burgundians!

"Sideline, Luga, get out of the way!"

Andrew hurriedly stepped away and waved me out of the way, but I didn't dare to hesitate and quickly stepped aside.

"Boom!"

The large battalion of shock cavalry passed in front of me, and the strong wind raised my mantle with it, and they swooped down on the Burgundians in a diamond-shaped attacking formation.

The Burgundians are finished, all they are left with is a rabble, and they will face a sweep of horses weighing two hundred kilograms and reaching a speed of forty-five kilometers per hour, and no one will be able to survive such an onslaught!