Under the sun, five thousand grizzly knights are ready to go, the bright silver armor with strong defense reflects a pleasing streamer, with the financial resources of the Gran family, it is not a great thing to buy silver-level armor for the knights, even the spears in their hands and the knight's sword on their backs are all imported from the other side of the ocean, the appearance is beautiful, the feel is excellent, and the breaking rate is particularly low.

The owner of Odin's Great Armor rode the king of the horses, Shadow Disease, and looked at the high ground south of the windmill hills, where several Black Cross scout knights were located. He stopped the long-range sniping behavior of the sharpshooter lieutenant, pointed to the Tula stone bridge with a border monument on the Blue Onyx River, and said: "The land under our feet is called the Windmill Hill, the river in front of us is called Blue Agate, and the bridge on the Blue Onyx River is called the Tula Bridge, do you understand what I'm talking about?" ”

The middle-aged lieutenant general, who had followed the Duke for fifteen years, tightened his horse's head and said in a loud voice: "General, our task is to defend the Tula Bridge, not to beat the group of people who ran from the west and screamed. ”

Jack's eyes lit up and he nodded: "Very good, but this kind of intelligence is not a quality that a good knight should have, coincidentally, the brothers and sisters of the Grizzly Bear family have always rejected knightly virtues, I want to let the group of idiots who only know how to spit at the negotiating table understand whose truth can impress the all-knowing and all-powerful God more." ”

The adjutant nodded frequently and asked, "Lord Duke, if I'm not mistaken, aren't you a staunch atheist?" ”

The corners of Jack's mouth were slightly raised, and he smiled slyly: "Staunch atheists also have times when they betray their faith. ”

The adjutant general didn't dare to ask again, pondering the meaning of this sentence. He only knows that he has the characteristics of a politician in order to become a servant of the big man, which is a very wonderful law of official career.

Five minutes later, a group of Black Cross Knights appeared in the southern part of the hills, dressed in contrasting jet-black chain mail, with only two black and white eyeballs visible from their metal helmets. In Red Temi's hand, it was not a jack-of-all-trades knight's spear, but a blood-red long sword, looking at the massive guards on the opposite hillside, he smirked nervously, and then rode ahead, followed by five hundred Black Cross knights.

In an instant, the earth roared.

With a morale-boosting roar from Duke Grizzly, five thousand grizzly riders rushed towards the Tula Bridge like a waterfall sloping down. The warmaker had never read anything about military theory, and he had only two principles of the battlefield that he had adhered to for nearly thirty years: no matter what kind of battle was born, the brothers and sisters of the Grizzly Knights must be fully present. No matter how great the disparity between friend and foe is, even if the leader of the opposing party is a Templar, he must be at the forefront of the battle line.

He had never been defeated, the size of the 5,000 men had never changed, and after the death of a Grizzly Knight, two new members were never allowed to be admitted at the same time. He wants to let these young people, who were once simple and naughty, know that the position they stand on is supported by the blood and heroic souls of many old-timers, and they must inherit the glory of these predecessors during their lifetimes, and they must become the proof of the lives of these sacrifices.

Collision.

The most brutal picture of the knight battle is not the corpses strewn all over the field at the end, nor the moment when the spear is accurately inserted into the enemy's body, but the inevitable collision in the first encounter, because of the inertia left by the two sides when running, will carry the knight to directly collide with each other's horses, looking at the past from the perspective of the contact point of the battle line, countless people's spears have not yet aimed at the target, they have all fallen off their horses in the collision, or broken necks or split bodies, as for those war horses blinded by iron helmets, Listening to the sound of his own skull cracking in the dark, the corpse glides sideways, touching a chain reaction, tripping over rows of White-Helmeted Knights or Black-Helmeted Knights, contributing the last insignificant bit of value to the entire battle. …

Therefore, the knights who are urged to rush to the front are often not the core of the entire knight order, because their chances of survival are too small. Although the number of Grizzly Knights is ten times that of Black Cross, this does not mean that the former can seize the opportunity, and Duke Grizzly, who is confident in silver armor, did not expect that this heavy armored knights, which have not emerged in the Western world, have such a strong explosive power. In a collision battle with heavy casualties, suppress the front with an arrogant and unreasonable posture, providing the allies with the most room to fight.

Jack is naturally not stupid enough to let five thousand knights charge collectively, in addition to the three thousand reserve troops surrounding the other side of the blue agate long river, only two thousand people really participated in the fight, and even this kind of 4V1 battle disparity also made the members of the Grizzly Knights taste the bitterness, the silver spear in their hands faced the shield block and heavy armor defense of the black cross, it was like a gourmand facing a hard stone, and they couldn't find a suitable battlefield entry point. On the contrary, this group of young people with an average age of only 17 years old tortured the Grizzly Knights half-dead. Until the appearance of Red Termi, the battle situation was simply a subversive collapse, but any enemy who passed by the strange knight either had their heads off their necks and spun into the air, or half of their bodies were easily sliced open like cucumbers.

It was only ten minutes after the battle began, and a dramatic scene appeared, with the knight Temi as the dividing line, there were two rows of severed limbs lying on the left and right of the dividing line, and the straight line that Temi rushed out with his own strength was like flesh and blood piled up with corpses. Gully. After a brief moment of facial consternation, the two Grand Knights in command of the battle charged their horses, their spears stabbing at Termi in a skillful cross-cutting manner, their eyes full of confidence and bloodlust. And just as they reached the predetermined distance and completely blocked the red knight's dodge route with their spears, Termi disappeared from view in an instant with his blood-colored sword, and two spears were stuck in the forehead and neck of the lone war horse at the same time.

This is by no means an unattainable space magic, but an instantaneous bouncing ability that is necessary as a "Black Light Assassination" thief.

By the time the two battle-hardened knights reacted, Hongtemi's body had already fallen from the sky, he held the beautiful blood sword in both hands, the edge was completely downward, the shatters in front of his forehead were messy by the wind, all of them fell back and forth, and his body was bent into a half-cut hard bow posture, carrying the hunting wind and the energy that pierced the void.

"The gods are here!"

At the same time as Termi let out a loud cry, the blood sword had already pierced into the shoulder blades of a great knight, and the crazy force only increased, stabbing the ribs with flesh and blood, piercing the internal organs of the great knight, and the tip of the sword finally peeked out from his waist. Red Termi's eyes became more and more excessive, and his taut wrist jerked back, and the Great Knight's entire arm broke in an instant, and blood splattered on the face, body, and head of the Slayer, and even in the mouth that was half-open from laughter. He stirred his tongue to enjoy the taste of this fishy, and rushed to another stunned knight, this kind of picture of killing people and splitting corpses was too great for people's spirits, which caused this veritable big knight to be in a bit of a trance, and it was this short trance of only one or two seconds, but it made the blood sword descend on the neck, easily cutting through the flesh and cartilage, Hongtemi inserted the head that fell from the sky with the blade of the sword, looking at the hideous expression before death, ha.

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