Although the feeling of collapse after the sudden release of his magic power made Richard almost collapse, he did not forget that this was a battlefield where every second counted, and he reached out to seize the opportunity to jump up and support his troubadour's arm, standing firmly, and then gave a series of orders in his consciousness. Bayi Chinese Network

There was a cracking sound, and the boards of the rest of the wagons were broken and chopped by sharp axes, and groups of throwers jumped out of the wagons, and with their backhands they scooped out a throwing axe from the carriage and threw it with a wave of their hands! The battlefield was immediately filled with a sharp roar, and a throwing axe spun and smashed into the cavalry that was still in chaos. Within a range of fifty meters, the ability to throw an axe is unusually large, and the knight's armor does not play any role in protection at all, as long as it is thrown by the axe, whether it is a person or a horse, it will immediately break the skin and bones.

The archamenters threw axes incredibly fast, their will to fight was not moved by any foreign objects, and they were not intimidated by the magic skills that Richard had shown before, and all axes were thrown as soon as they received the order.

A hundred throwers threw five waves of axes at the best distance and in the shortest time, and the bombardment like a waterfall would only be known when they were at the edge. Words can no longer describe the feeling of hundreds of axes whirling overhead, but after five rounds of axe throwing, there are less than fifty cavalry still standing.

The knight leader's open mouth finally closed, and he shouted loudly for all the cavalry to withdraw.

"Want to run?" sneered at the corner of Richard's mouth.

The sand cavalry had already outflanked the two wings, and the grenadiers had lost their axes, lifted their armor one by one, and felt out the bone blades with a miserable white ** color from the inside. But under the constraints of the elite throwers, none of the throwers struck, but lined up in three horizontal rows, slowly pressing up. And in front of the throwers, there were no hoplite guards.

The knight leader, who had experienced a hundred battles, immediately saw the weakness of Richard's war, and looking at the team that had been entangled in the forwards, he also knew that it was too late to escape at this moment. The Sand Cavalry is particularly endurance and tenacity, and it is unlikely that they will be able to escape their pursuit, so it is better to simply rush straight into the grenade array, and maybe they can break through the array and indirectly capture Richard.

But just as he gave the order to prepare to charge, he found a majestic figure standing in front of the grenadier array, standing with a horizontal axe!

Before the array of hundreds of grenadiers, there were no infantry, only Gangde.

But in the face of just one opponent, the knight leader had a rare hesitation, and it was a slight hesitation that allowed him to get the last chance. The outnumbered cavalry had not received follow-up orders, some had rushed forward, some had retreated, and some had already collided with the sand knights on the flanks, but more sand cavalry were almost outflanking.

Richard slowly raised his right hand and clenched his fist, exactly as the knight leader had just done.

The sand cavalry roared their battle horns and swung their swords to fight with the cavalry.

At the moment when the melee began, the agitated elven war song sounded, raising the combat power of the Sandfolk Knight to a higher level. One by one, the cavalry fell from their horses, and no matter how the knight leader roared, the defeat was irretrievable. These elite knights had been completely weakened to the lowest point after witnessing Richard's magical storm, and they were immediately at a disadvantage in the face of opponents who were not inferior in skill but were still ruthless.

The elven poet sang a war song and called the knights with his longbow.

In a desperate situation, the leader of the knights burst out with amazing combat power like a wounded lion, and the blood-stained giant sword in his hand slashed the three sandfolk knights off their horses in a single shot. But in his field of vision, there were more knights who had already been cut off their horses. Without the cavemen's throwers, the Sandman cavalry alone could now surround and kill one with two or even three. The knight leader already knew that he would not be able to leave alive today, and he could also see the opponent's determination to kill from Richard's appearance before and after the battle.

Just as he didn't ask what was in the car before the 'robbery', Richard didn't care about the identities of these people and the masterminds behind them. It's been an open secret for a long time, but the superiors pretend not to know, this is the rule of the game of the nobles.

The somber gaze of the knight leader was already fixed on the next sandman cavalryman, but at this moment, a cold wind drifted from behind him and blew his neck. As a result, the skin on the side that was blown by the wind was immediately densely covered with small bumps. The knight leader shouted, and the whole person threw himself to the ground indirectly, ignoring even the war horse!

Even in the daytime, the dim Guide to Eternal Sleep may seem inconspicuous, but its ability is unquestionable. The blade suddenly appeared, grazing the side of the knight leader's neck, creating a deep, horrific wound on his neck and shoulder. However, although the knife was badly wounded, it failed to indirectly cut off the head of the knight leader as the splash expected.

The girl reacted very quickly, and the blade slashed downwards with a single turn, but it only cut open the back armor of the knight leader, and added a long wound to his back, but still failed to kill him on the spot.

Bang! The knight leader fell to the ground heavily, then tossed a few times in succession, and immediately flashed several meters away, temporarily distancing himself from the girl. He propped up his hands, and he was already in a squatting and kneeling posture, and then he looked back. Only then did he see the girl standing on the back of his warhorse. Is it this wild and a little thin girl who almost took her own life?, the knight leader thought in disbelief. However, his back suddenly cooled, and a blade immediately protruded from his chest.

The knight chieftain's throat rattled, but he couldn't utter a complete sentence. He lowered his head, looked at the short blade, and then desperately tried to turn back to see what the person who had killed him really looked like. But when his head was only halfway turned, a paralyzing sensation permeated his entire body, and darkness invaded his entire vision.

Until the end, the knight leader couldn't see the crimson appearance.

When the last cavalry fell, the short but tragic battle was finally over.

Richard immediately grabbed the quicksand and asked, "That magic just now is the result of your latest research? What is it called? Why have I never heard of a similar magic technique?"

"Divine Magic 'Boiling'! It is equivalent to a sixth-level divine art, which can greatly increase the speed of the magician's mana and speed up the time flow of the magician's body. How's that, it feels good, right?" said Quicksand, smugly.

"It's madness!" Up to this point, the feeling of being in the league with the gods still shook Richard. An entire squadron of cavalry was wiped out in the palm of his hand, this kind of power, this kind of destruction, this kind of control, all of which he could never have dreamed of before.

"So, in the future, as long as I am here, any magician will exert incredible combat power!I am the beacon of mages!" Quicksand proudly issued a declaration. Beneath her proud little face was a subtle hint of cunning.

Convection of quicksand, Richard thought deeply and nodded heavily. The magic that allowed him to drain his magic power in two seconds could not be overestimated. With the magic boiling, combined with Richard's own spell penetration structure, he was even able to kill a magic master of the Faro plane in a head-to-head duel! After all, no magic master could withstand the concentrated bombardment of fifteen fireballs, and it was also a fireball with a spell penetration super magic effect.