The torrent rushed out of the ancient passage and lined up on the plains of the Eastern Counties.

The heavily armored Mamluks were in front, the Salander riders were behind, and the poorly armed desert bandits spread out on the flanks with short javelins, and then began their attack with a bang.

The horses' hooves and the gallop of 3,000 cavalry made the ground seem to shake, like an earthquake.

The pikemen of the Crimson Sect retreated in horror.

No one stood in the way.

Even the Demon Cultists who had been the Overseer were retreating.

In other words, this so-called retreat, it is more appropriate to call it a rout, they panicked, they did not dare to resist this cavalry cluster that was at least 3 times their own number, they did not dare!

It's a one-touch collapse.

The pikemen formed a dense array of spears, which could indeed restrain the cavalry.

But it is only relatively speaking, if the number of cavalry is extremely large, exceeding the number of your own infantry, then even this so-called pike phalanx can only turn into a tortoise shell beaten in vain, and sooner or later it will crumble, and there is no way to hinder the way of those cavalry charges, and it will not even be able to achieve the achievement of stepping stones.

If you want to face the charge of 3,000 cavalry, it is like a landslide, countless horses' hooves hit the ground, and the roar is like a torrent of thunder, and the infantry who are not psychologically in place cannot be calm.

At the very least, these pikemen of the Dark Red Sect can't be calm.

They are nothing more than mercenaries of an alternative type who take money to do things.

Although they are also pikemen trained by Avilesburg, it does not mean that they are willing to be loyal to the Dark Red Sect, and they are willing to die for this terrible sect unconditionally.

Just last month.

They didn't know that the true ruler of the Death Mountain was the Scarlet Sect.

Originally, they were trained by Avilésburg and stationed on Death Mountain, nominally to prevent the invasion of the Northern and Southern Counties, as well as to serve as a reserve to resist the invasion of the Silver Plate Kingdom.

As for what demon sect, the Dark Red Sect, there is not much thought for them at all.

Doesn't matter.

After all, it's about taking money to do things.

Or protect your homeland and protect the Eastern County Territory.

As the original inhabitants of this place, they certainly have a deep love for their homeland.

But unexpectedly, in less than a month, Viscount Gibran, who lost an arm, came to the Death Penalty Mountain, and the dark red sect that used to be secretly preaching occupied the mainstream.

The whole world seems to have changed drastically, and the Dark Crimson Cultists with terrifying power have also appeared on the Death Penalty Mountain.

Stronger than these trained pikemen!

And then there was nothing to do with them.

All were driven away.

But they didn't let go, but came to the foot of the mountain to be in charge of garrisoning, and became the outer defense line, which was continued to be led by their middle-level and high-level commanders, but in fact, at some point, these commanders became followers of the Dark Red Sect.

Only the soldiers at the bottom were blinded, waiting in a daze at a loss.

And then came the present.

Then he was strangled by Kant's cavalry on the way to escape.

Patches of corpses appeared on the east side of the small river next to it, not far from the Reston River, and a dozen large transport boats, hurriedly pulling their sails and fleeing down the river.

Even those on the shore who haven't had time to get on the boat don't care.

Just a moment.

Thousands of pikemen of the Dark Crimson Sect were annihilated.

There were more than 400 nimble brains, threw away their weapons, knelt on their knees and raised their hands, and chose to surrender without moving, which looked very respectful, but looking at the trembling appearance, they also knew that they were extremely afraid.

But they were safe, and no one cared about them.

War horses swept past them.

Glittering scimitars and spears slashed over their heads.

The chill from Sen Ran made cold sweat ooze from their backs, but thankfully, their surrender also brought temporary safety, and they were not slaughtered.

Hordes of cavalry stopped charging on the banks of the Resneston River.

Behind him are the corpses of those who dared to resist.

and those routs who fell to their knees and chose to surrender.

One by one, the desert bandits tied up all the defeated soldiers who surrendered with hemp ropes, and then, on the salt mines deep in the Narun Desert, there was a new labor force that could be used to mine coarse salt.

Since the last undead invasion and all the slaves who mined salt died, the production has not been able to go up.

The farmer with the system is too expensive.

It's better to be slaves, these captives are very docile, especially in the face of the threat of death, they can often burst out with extremely high labor levels, and in order to survive, this group of guys will do anything.

Of course, this so-called life also means that they surrender to Kant.

To be a captive and a slave is to lose dignity.

"Take them all down!"

Rolf also rode over.

Behind him were the elite of desert bandits covered in blood and wounded.

Looking at these captives, his face was extremely embarrassed, and he even whipped those disciples of the Dark Red Sect with a horsewhip, pointing at those guys whose eyes were red but still fearful, and said viciously: "As for these disciples, don't keep them all, kill them all, they are not a good thing!" ”

"Nope! We surrendered! Don't kill us! We surrendered! ”

The members of the Scarlet Sect immediately began to cry.

But no one cares.

A few elite desert bandits dismounted, raised their scimitars in their hands, and then slashed down fiercely.

One by one, the members of the Dark Crimson Sect were cut off one after another, allowing their heads to roll on the ground like a leather ball, blood spurting out of their necks, and they fell to the ground with convulsions, completely dead.

The group of disciples of the Dark Red Sect, whose hands were tied with thick hemp ropes, had no ability to resist at all.

But there are exceptions.

Just as some elite desert bandit came next to a burly cultist.

The cultist exploded instantly, and although the whole person was tied up by the hemp rope, a force directly broke the hemp rope, picked up a long sword on the ground next to him, and pierced the desert bandit elite through his chest.

A blood-colored aura also erupted on the whole person's body, and he rushed towards the Resniston River with his body.

A great knight with extraordinary powers!

But he's fast.

The two figures in the rear that also burst into blood-colored arrogance are faster!

The Saarion Lion Knight rode his horse and rushed over, and the knight's sword in his hand was directly aimed at the back of the big knight, and before the whole person could react, he was directly cut into two pieces by the knight's sword containing strong power, and the corpse was separated.

Rolf squinted slightly, and glanced at the fallen desert bandit elite with a little regret.

But there was also a bit of relief in his eyes.

Because of the dead.

It's the commander of the Scarlet Sect who came with his troops to attack them!