Richard urged his horse and chased after him. Behind him were nearly a hundred sand cavalry growing on horseback. The sound of hooves galloping at the same time of more than 100 cavalry is still enough to shake the earth!

Viscount Sim looked at Richard in amazement, and could hardly believe that this was the pioneer knight who was chased by him almost to the ground.

Looking at the momentum of Richard's charge, the general's face immediately changed. He left the viscount behind, rushed to the rear of the group, and then picked up his fighting spirit, shouting in a thunderous voice: "The rear infantry line up on the spot, raise their shields and raise their guns!"

Moments later, a fairly intact but very thin front appeared in front of Richard. There were no heavy infantry in the viscount's troops on a long run, and there were no dragoons who were specially designed to deal with cavalry. Unless the light infantry is lined up in a very tight formation and blocked by flesh and blood as an obstacle, there is no way to stop the cavalry assault!

The Sandman was originally a natural rider, but now he is armed with the light cavalry chain mail purchased from the duke, and then replaced with the top war horse that he looted from the viscount, and his combat effectiveness has immediately increased by two whole levels!

Richard slowed his horse slightly, and a horseman knight brushed past him and charged at the viscount's already chaotic army. This was due to the fact that at the same time as the general gave the order, the captain of the guard also screamed, asking all the shielded infantry to move to the viscount's side.

Richard originally just wanted to swallow the Viscount's broken troops in one gulp, but at this moment, seeing that the enemy had unexpectedly appeared in chaos, he immediately raised his right hand without thinking, and a bright flame shot into the sky!

This is a signal to attack with all your might!

The sand cavalry began to shout one by one, and the war horses that were desperately urging were raised high with their long and sharp scimitars!

There was a dull crash, and the infantry lacking heavy equipment were knocked into the air by the Sand Cavalry, while a dozen Sand Men knights at the front were thrown from their horses, their horses neighed to the ground, and then slid forward for a long distance under the great inertia, and the castration continued to sweep away several infantry who could not escape.

The original line of the viscount infantry became fragmented in an instant, and the follow-up sandmen cavalry was able to adjust the direction of their horses in the high-speed impact, and rushed in from the gap where the enemy's line was torn open, and the scimitars fell one after another, and under the light of the snowy sword, flesh and blood flew sideways!

The brigade of sand cavalry rushed into the infantry and began to kill, and the original infantry defense line disappeared, and only one point stood like a rock in the sand cavalry, standing still. It was the Viscount's general, he was like a black-armored god of war at the moment, and a two-handed giant sword became an out-and-out murder weapon in his hands, splitting the sand cavalry off their horses. The splatters of blood had stained most of the armor red, but the general's thunderous roar had not weakened in the slightest.

If Richard had only had the Sand Cavalry, the general would have been the hero who turned the tide. However, Richard's follow-up troops had already come up.

Just a few dozen meters away from the general, Ricarle stopped his horse, looked coldly at the bloody general, and began to give orders continuously: "Three-pointed, entangle him head-on, Tiramisu assists, Gangde, cut off the leg around the back, Oral, elven war song! Sandru, curse continuously until you succeed." I'll cut him off. ”

This series of orders, each pushing the general into the abyss.

The heavy axe-wielding ogre and his strength were not lost in the slightest, and the unexpectedly nimble strong man behind him carried a mountain-heavy power with each axe, even greater than the power of the ogre! More and more gaps began to appear in the blade of the general's two-handed heavy sword, and the weapon that had been with him for many years was now uncontrollable, and it was the power of the necromancer's curse that began to take effect.

Almost instantly, the general was surrounded by countless fierce enemies. He is a fourteenth-level powerhouse, but the enemies surrounding him all have similar combat power to him. Now they are swarming, and the general knows that he will definitely not be able to hold out for a few minutes. He immediately gave up his plans to break off and prepared to retreat into his army.

However, Richard, who was constantly paying attention to the battle situation here, saw the general's footsteps moving, and immediately took out the Book of Bearing. After a surge of magical power, the general, who had indirectly knocked Gangde away, was desperate to see that there were suddenly six more ferocious bears with thick scalps in front of him!

In the scuffle, the general received a heavy punch from the ogre in the back of the head, and the huge force indirectly smashed him into the ground, and then jumped high, and the huge body weighing hundreds of kilograms sat down on the fallen general with a thousand pounds.

Richard's heart jumped, and he hurriedly shouted: "Stay alive!" But this sentence was obviously a little late, and with a muffled bang, the ogre was already pressing on the general's body!

"No......." Richard covered his eyes.

When fifty grenadiers finally arrived, the tide of battle took a turn for the worse.

Richard finally ordered them to use the poisonous bone blades, and a miserable white bone blade instantly covered the remaining ten hoplites, and sounded the knights' death knell. The bone blade is heavy and sharp, and is more powerful than a metal throwing axe, capable of slicing through the knight's plate armor, injuring the muscles inside. Although the bone blade cannot penetrate the plate armor and can only leave a not serious wound for the Heavy Knight, the poison attached to it only needs to see blood to kill the Heavy Knight.

The second bone blade throw sent twice as many knights and servants on their way home. If there were enough horses, these hoplite knights would have been excellent light cavalry. The Thrower quickly threw his bone blades and the five axes he cared for, and the result was the destruction of the most elite part of the Viscount's army. The whistling axe is a nightmare for every warrior, and it can't stop even the heavy knight's full-body plate armor.

A well-timed assault that culminated in a total rout of the Viscount's army. After the general fell, the captain of the guard escorted the viscount to flee with all his might, and some of the warriors followed, while the other part of the abandoned warriors gave up resistance in despair and surrendered to Richard.

Richard left less than ten warriors to guard more than three hundred prisoners, and then reorganized the rest of his troops a little, and led them to pursue the remnants of Viscount Sim's army.

The pursuit continued for another day and night, and Richard was like a wolf stalking his prey, constantly roaming around his prey, and from time to time he would pounce and bite hard, tearing off a piece of meat, and then continuing to pounce and tear off another piece of meat. Deep in the mountains behind the village of Rutheran, this is how the demon wolf hunts prey much larger than its own size.

The viscount, who had been fighting and fleeing all the way, did not realize that his route was forced by the pursuers behind him to deviate from an angle, and he was approaching the turbulent place.