The spear and spear crossed together, then stopped at a distance of 5 meters and pierced each other fiercely.

Wooden poles slapped each other, spearheads and spearheads collided with each other, sawdust flew sideways, blood flowed, and screams appeared, and the wounded fell to the ground and wailed, and life was withering.

They are all long-pole weapons, and the gap between them is not much, or even different.

It's just that the nouns are different.

But the Rhodoc spear wasn't just a spearhead.

Instead, the 30-centimeter sharp spearhead went down, and the nearly half-meter-long iron sheet was wrapped on the barrel of the gun, not to mention colliding with each other, even if it was cut with a sharp knife, it could not be cut under one blow!

Compared to the equipment in the hands of the pikemen trained by the militia in Avilésburg, it is much better!

Because the spear in the pikeman's hand really only has a spear head stuck in a wooden handle!

Collision back and forth.

The spears were knocked off by the spears.

Even if he was stabbed out by the pikemen, he was blocked by the broad shield.

On the contrary, in the gap and above the broad shield, the spears pierced out like poisonous snakes, although they were few in number, but they were extremely strange and cunning, and they pierced the pikemen's vital points, and almost all the time they hit their targets.

Blood splattered, and the pikemen in the front row fell.

And the Rhodok veteran spearmen.

It's just that someone is injured.

Then he was replaced by a teammate from behind, filling the gap.

The two sides crushed each other, and in the end, it was not the Dark Red Sect spearmen who had an advantage in numbers, nearly 5,000 people, but only 1,000 Rhodok senior spearmen!

Even in the midst of this phalanx.

Sergeant Rhodok, armed with a heavy machete like a halberd, was even more powerful.

They don't carry out traditional stabbing at all, but talk about their heavy machetes, and let the sharp blade directly cut off the spear that stabs it, and even the head of the spear is cut alive, which is a devastating style of fighting.

Cooperate with the veteran Crossbowmen of Rhodok and the Ravenston Ranger who have retreated to both flanks.

More and more Crimson Sect pikemen are falling.

The smell of blood is also getting stronger.

Even the desert bandits did not need to continue to throw their short javelins, and even fiercely drew their scimitars and rushed into the rear or sideways of those spear phalanxes, slashing and slashing like lions rushing into a flock of sheep.

The demoralized spear phalanx is simply like a dilapidated house leaking everywhere, and it can only barely replenish the defense.

Passively accept the flank attack and frontal pressure of Kant's troops.

For Kant, it's simple.

Because his real main force had not yet been used, the 500 Mamluks and 1,500 Salander riders were still by his side, quietly watching the infantry in front of him fight in a chaotic manner, maintaining deterrence with an absolutely calm formation.

Just ahead, Gibran and his more than 1,000 knightly squires had not yet made a move.

The so-called high-ranking units also did not strike.

Conventional warfare.

Kant's forces had the upper hand and were holding down the pikemen of the Dark Red Sect.

But those real main forces, such as cavalry, have not yet really come into contact, and those great knights with extraordinary powers, and even terrifying knights who have comprehended the power of demons, have not yet entered the battlefield.

This is the reason why Kant did not act first, he was waiting.

Wait for Viscount Gibran's hole cards.

Because as time passed, the pikemen of the Dark Red Sect kept falling.

There are even some people who are scattering, but the fanatics in the rear and the knights on the left flank are still watching indifferently as if they don't see it, and if they encounter a guy who has fled, they will go over and kill mercilessly.

It's clearly what it looks like to see these pikemen go to their deaths!

The killing continues.

The desert bandits have completely penetrated the tumultuous pikemen.

With these light cavalry, with simple spears and scimitars in their hands, they actually cut out one bloody path after another, and in the shortest possible time, completely defeated those pikemen phalanxes into three or five pieces.

The dead and wounded were everywhere, and the corpses of the pikemen were trampled under the horses' hooves.

Of course, there were also hundreds of desert bandits who fell in the path of the fight.

Even Bestur's shoulder was slightly wounded.

"Kill!"

However, they still fiercely completed the fight, completely breaking up the dense phalanx of pikemen.

And on the frontal battlefield, Sergeant Rhodok cooperated with Rhodok's senior spearmen, as well as a dense rain of arrows, and finally completely defeated these pikemen of the Dark Red Sect on the ground.

The dead and wounded were everywhere, but the pikemen of the Dark Red Sect had broken down in morale and began to flee in all directions.

But then it was the same.

The black-robed fanatics as the overseer team slaughtered the nearly 3500+ Dark Red Sect pikemen who fled, and those demoralized pikemen didn't even know how to resist, so they were cut off by the long sword one by one.

There were corpses everywhere, there was a strong smell of blood everywhere, and resentment was everywhere due to unwillingness.

Behind Kant, more than 50 figures quietly appeared.

Each wears a black or gray robe.

Holding a wooden staff in his hand.

The top is set with delicate gemstones of various colors.

When the hood was lifted, among the large number of young faces, there were many middle-aged faces.

All of them solemnly looked at the scene in front of them, and raised their staffs one by one, releasing a calming spiritual fluctuation that spread throughout the entire army, causing those soldiers to gradually shrink and return to the state of battle formation.

They are the mage apprentices from the Einface Empire, and the mages!

"How?" Kant asked.

"Don't be careless, be careful."

A mage captain spoke, his expression solemn: "This sacrifice is extremely grand, with the blood and lives of thousands of people, to sacrifice that Abyss Demon Lord, it is estimated that after it appears, it will be even stronger than the one we met in the ancient passage at the beginning!" ”

"Hmm." Kant nodded, and the corners of his mouth showed mockery: "That's almost?"

"Almost."

The mage captain nodded.

But he still reminded: "It cannot be ruled out that there are other variables, such as the accompanying demon forces, which are definitely more than the last time we encountered in the ancient passage, and it is estimated that the variety is also stronger." ”

"That's pretty much what I thought." Kant nodded.

He was not surprised.

Instead, he nodded slightly: "Then let's start." ”

Waving forward, the desert bandits, who were still entrenched backwards, continued to charge forward, launching a new assault on the troops that had been shrouded in a blood-colored fog and had fallen into the middle of the slaughterhouse one by one.

However, he did not dare to continue the charge, and still threw with a short javelin.

A whoosh sounds.

The muffled hum also appeared, and it seemed that the effect of the short javelin was still good.

Many fanatics and those fanatic knights were crucified with short javelins, but there was also the sound that did not look like a human, like a beast's howl!