The change came in that terrible howl.

In other words, the absolute combat power that Gibran can rely on, the troops that he really cares about, are these beast-like fanatical believers who are wailing in the blood mist!

Now he was also standing in this thick blood mist, and the mad and resentful power intoxicated him.

It's power.

His power!

It seems that he has returned to the past, when he faced one of the main forces of the Silver Plate Kingdom, he was given the power by that existence, and then led the troops to easily wipe out the main force of the Silver Plate Kingdom!

That's right, even if the whole army is wiped out, he can still clearly remember how he tore apart the bodies of the knights.

It's as easy as tearing up a little chick.

"Hmph, hey, hey, hahaha-"

Gibran let out a weird laugh.

Even if the thick blood mist was eroding his body, making his whole person less and less human, his skin became bloody and naked, his body was also growing, and his sharp teeth and claws were growing.

He's taking that terrifying demonic form.

And that has been cut off.

But slowly condensed in the blood mist, a brand new left hand!

It was a sacrifice of thousands, and it had successfully communicated the great being under the mountain of execution, and it was that being who gave Gibran a new arm, but also gave a new order.

Gibran erupted in blood-colored rage, and his voice was like a roar: "Kill them!" ”

"Kill Roar—"

An almost beastly roar also appeared.

A breeze blew.

The blood mist dissipated.

And what appeared on the battlefield was the burly figure that had already looked like most of them, all of them had been semi-demonized, the black robe supported by bulging muscles was tight, and the body was close to 2 meters, like a strong servant of hell!

They had sunk into the power of hell and had fallen into servants of the abyss.

3,000 semi-demonic fanatics marching forward.

The long sword and the axe in his hand were clenched.

But it's like a toy.

But with that thick arm, it will be more lethal and more powerful when wielded!

And right next to them, the knight squires who had been shot a little by the short javelin and had 900+ left, also changed their appearances greatly, including the war horse under the crotch, the muscles of the whole body jumped up, and sharp teeth appeared in the horse's mouth.

Their eyes were all scarlet, full of madness and bloodlust!

It's not so much the forces of human forces.

Rather...

Troops of the Abyss!

A terrifying force eroded by the power of the abyss, completely semi-demonized!

Then, with the roar of Gibran, the commander, he slowly stepped forward, and after a little shaking, the speed of the whole army began to move faster and faster, and it seemed to shake the ground when running!

This reminded Kant of the troops of the High Jackals he had encountered when he was still weak.

"It's... Interesting! ”

The sword of the king in his hand was instantly drawn.

Point forward.

A space-piercing command also appeared in his mouth: "Attack!" ”

"Attack!"

"Attack!"

"Attack!"

The captains of a series of units responded.

The troops that were already ready to go were all ready, and they slowly moved their steps, forming a dense formation as before, and facing the semi-demonic fanatics who were rushing towards them!

If the semi-demonic fanatics are the tsunami.

Then these Rhodoks.

It's a!

The broad shields are erected and arranged in a neat and sturdy low wall, with sharp spears raised diagonally at the rear and at the tip, ready to be lowered as the sharpest and most cunning stabbing blow!

And those who are better defended and more combat-ready.

Armed with a two-handed machete like a halberd.

Stride forward.

Its arrogant appearance simply ignores these semi-demonic fanatics.

For these Rhodoks, even if these fanatics seem to be semi-demonized and have amazing combat effectiveness, even if they are amazing, can they compare to the hordes of Swadians, the invincible torrent of iron horses?

It's still a group of heavy infantry, but it's a little more powerful and a little more combative!

As for the knights of those fanatical believers.

Naturally, there are your own cavalry to deal with.

Hordes of desert bandits pounced, their short javelins thrown at them, even at close range, at their own danger, at the half-demonic knight squires.

These desert bandits are killing and wounding their enemies with their lives.

But there are some changes.

If the short javelin did not directly hit the vital point, it could not directly kill those knights and knight squires.

Some people even had a few short javelins stuck in their bodies, still instigating the war horses under their crotches, catching up with the desert bandits at a faster speed, and then raising the long sword in their hands and slashing down, cutting the desert bandits who were just wearing leather armor into two pieces with men and horses, and blood was splashed on the ground.

In a matter of moments, even in less than a few tens of seconds, hundreds of desert bandits had been hacked to death by these semi-demonized knights and knight squires.

As for those half-demonized knights and knight squires, the number of dead was less than fifty!

Quality crushes quantity.

The desert bandits had a little panic in their eyes.

Although the spears and scimitars in their hands can still cut these knights, even if they cut off the chain mail, it is as if they have been cut into wood, and they are directly blocked by the jumping muscle layer, and they can't even hurt the bones.

This is a manifestation of a lack of harm.

In other words.

The current battle is no longer for these light cavalry to intervene!

In an instant, these desert bandits also began to disperse under Bestur's reprimand, just like the wounded Kujit light cavalry troops, scattered like wolves into the surrounding flat area, and did not continue hand-to-hand combat.

For the Kujits, the so-called chivalry does not exist.

They are a pack of wolves!

When you see an opportunity, you pounce on it and bite each other hard.

If the other party is so powerful that they have broken a few of their teeth, then it doesn't matter, just scatter and retreat.

Because next, stronger allies began to act, and those Salander riders who wore Salander armor and had more superb fighting skills were charging under the leadership of Mamluks, who were heavily armored and armoured!

These are the real cavalry workhorses, and the desert bandits are nothing more than light cavalry.

Kant brought.

It is because of the large number of them that can be used as scout cavalry and harassment cavalry.

At critical times, it can also act as a food collection team, scattering out to grab food, or protect your own logistics supply line, and the role itself is not to pounce directly and fight the enemy fiercely!

Now these iron horsemen of Salander are the real main force of this expedition!

Ability to hedge head-on.

There is no fear of the formidable combat power of those half-demonized knights.

Because the weapons in the hands of this group of cavalry were shining with a faint golden light, as if they were attached to some wonderful power, the state spell from the Einface Empire.

"Sharp Gold Blade!"