Chapter 172 night attack next, the general's face "revealed" difficult "color", reported that the loss of war horses was very serious, the war horses specially equipped for heavy knights were robbed of more than 40 horses, the rest of the war horses were also killed and wounded, preliminary inventory, only about 100 war horses can still be used. Bayi Chinese Network and there are less than ten top-class war horses that can carry heavily armed knights.

"What!?" the viscount screamed, his face pale, as if he might faint at any moment. "There are only ten of my lovely and noble horses left!

In the Viscount's team, each Heavy Knight was equipped with two horses. As a result, half of the gold spent arming a heavily armed knight is spent on the horse. Now that there are only ten of the hundred top war horses left, it means that the Viscount's tens of thousands of gold coins have dissipated out of thin air, how can he not feel distressed?

The general hung his head and said nothing. In fact, he still didn't say a word, that is, the main target of the enemy's night attack this time was not the viscount, but the horse circle. But once this sentence is uttered, the consequences are very clear to him. The arrogant Viscount Chim would never allow the enemy's primary target not to be himself, but a herd of livestock. In order to wash away this shame, Viscount Sim will fight to the death with those who insult him.

The general knew the viscount well, and at that time it would mean that his command would be deprived by the viscount, and then the fate of this army would be in jeopardy. From this night attack, Richard's troops had already shown their ferocious and incoherent fighting power, coming and going like the wind, breaking the enemy with one blow, and immediately fleeing after inflicting a heavy blow on the enemy, without any love of fighting. Such an enemy, even if the number is less than half of the Viscount's army, the general himself will never dare to underestimate the enemy in the slightest. And if it was under the command of Chim himself......

The general was ready to be scolded again, and when the viscount was tired of scolding, it was time to sleep. At dawn the next day, the viscount would forget about tonight's events and do what he had to do. The loss of horses and soldiers was, in the eyes of Sim, just a few gold coins missing. And the last thing the viscount lacked was gold coins, although when he lost gold coins, even if it was only a small loss of hundreds, he would have a heartache.

However, just as the storm was about to pass, the captain of the viscount's guard entered the tent. As soon as the general saw the captain of the guard, his face immediately looked a little ugly. The captain of the guard was tall and mighty, with a dignified appearance, and his tenth-level strength was also so-so. The key to his ability to sit in this position is actually because he is the cousin of the viscount, and he is very good at patting horses and making small speeches.

Sure enough, the first words of the captain of the guards were: "Lord Viscount, the main target of the enemy's night attack tonight seems to be our war horse. ”

The general only felt that his eyes were dark.

Viscount Sim immediately screamed: "What are you talking about?!In the eyes of this group of hillbillies, could it be that I, who have a very noble identity and bloodline, am not as tall as a group of animals!?"

The captain of the guard looked heavy and distressed: "It seems so, Lord Viscount. ”

"Damned hillbillies, untouchables covered in horse manure! I'm going to have them arrested with my own hands, each of them whipped for ten days, and then hung at the gate of my castle. I want everyone to see clearly what will happen to those who dare to belittle and insult me! Tomorrow morning, the whole army will march at full speed, and I will completely crush that hillbilly under the earthen walls!"

Richard's makeshift camp was set up just ten kilometers away, which was bold. But under the darkness of the night, it was just a night attack, and Richard was definitely not afraid that Viscount Sim would dare to chase after him.

The first thing that the mountain night march needs is to be familiar with the terrain, even if the viscount's army really has the ability to track it down, the road of ten kilometers is neither long nor short, and it can consume at least half of the body of the pursuers. At that point, another ambush awaits the pursuers. The long bloodstained land is the land that Richard is already very familiar with, and the wind teeth wandering in the bloodstained land are Richard's eyes.

Richard stood high in the camp, watching the soldiers returning to the camp one after another. The night wind blew on his body, and it was very cool and comfortable, making him want to have the urge to roar. He had become accustomed to and liked the feeling of being in control of the battlefield, the feeling of grasping every detail in his hands, accumulating little advantages in many parts, and crushing the enemy in one last move.

This feeling is called control. Of course, in addition to Richard's truth and intellectual talent, it can also bring power.

The night "color" behind Richard surged, and the crimson "color" quietly appeared, and its smell strengthened a lot. Richard was slightly surprised, and after a reconnaissance technique, he found that the crimson "color" had reached the third level. It seems that it has achieved a lot of results this night, but no matter how rich the results are, it should not be promoted so quickly.

Now with the scent of crimson "color", all abilities can be used, and it should be able to confront the sixth-level warrior head-on. If it is under the right circumstances, such as night or a sneak attack, then even a level 10 warrior may die at its hands.

However, the crimson "color" faintly made Richard feel a slight pain like a pinprick, which was a keen perception from the elf bloodline, indicating that the crimson "color" had the ability to coerce Richard. This discovery made Richard feel a little surprised, he was now an eleventh level mage, and the instantaneous third-level magic shield was completely able to resist the attacks of third-level fighters, and the attacks of those below level ten had a certain weakening effect. Even so, Scarlet "Color" can coerce him?

Richard pondered, and always felt that the combat power of the crimson "color" was a little inconsistent with the information that the mother nest told Sù about himself.

At that moment, the night began to surge again, and a splash appeared on the other side of Richard. As soon as the girl appeared, her hand pressed on the hilt of the Eternal Sleep Guide, and she stared coldly at Crimson.

Scarlet seemed to be a little panicked, and immediately slowly retreated into the night, which made Richard say to Splash, "Splash, don't scare it!"

The girl snorted, didn't say a word, and indirectly disappeared into the night, and Scarlet did not stop retreating, and soon disappeared into the darkness. Although the entities of the two disappeared from view, Richard was able to grasp their position with the help of the soul link, and the two guys were centered on him, thirty meters apart, each standing on one side, and the three of them were connected in a straight line.

Richard couldn't figure out what was going on, but Splash had always been silent, and her expression hadn't changed much, and she couldn't see the clue from her expression when she glanced at it slowly.

At this time, quicksand came from a distance, and she seemed to be completely unaware of the strange atmosphere of the scene, and went straight to Richard about the results of tonight's night attack.

These numbers have naturally been in the heart of Richard, who has two great talents, but they still need to be confirmed by quicksand. In particular, the number of casualties on the side and the loss of the personal combat strength of the fighters are indirectly in the hands of quicksand.

"Viscount Sim is about one hundred and fifty killed and wounded, and more than half of the war horses are damaged and lost, and it is estimated that there are about a hundred war horses that can be used now. Our harvest consisted of forty-two horses of the finest ranks, all mounted by hoplites, with fifteen wounded and two sand knights. ”

The results of this night attack can be described as brilliant, but Richard has already been through many wars, and now in his eyes, this night attack is just a very ordinary battle, and it is only the beginning of a series of battles.

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