Liberator of Kuchtmany City, First Ladder, Third Cavalry Regiment.

Commander of the Second Squadron, Ke Mingzhe.

The young knight sat on the war horse, looked at the far front, pulled out the chain from his collar, and placed the cross on his lips. The young knight kissed him gently.

"Start move!" It was the voice of the regiment commander, and the Third Cavalry Regiment began the acceleration process before the attack.

"If there are really gods in this world, why don't they interfere with all this? Isn't the blood flowing enough today?" someone in the queue said.

"Probably." Ke Mingzhe answered deep in his heart.

This world is really cold. Both sides who should understand each other clearly have to go to the opposite side because of the evil things between the indigenous people. The young knight just met a cute girl with square ears a few days ago. Now I think about it, after today, the girl heard the battle group she was in, and I am afraid she would slap gently.

But as a member of the liberator of Kuchtmany City, the young Knight knew that the ending he could face today was only forward, either victory or death.

There is no other way to choose from, no other way to go.

Before them, the Second Cavalry Regiment had failed. They smashed the square formation of two grassland elves and then smashed the third phalanx; before them, the First Cavalry Regiment chose a wrong target and they hit the Dragon Spear Array. In Ke Mingzhe's view, the commander of the First Regiment was simply mentally retarded, and the array of attacks on the Big Catman was also advantageous than those who fought desperately with the Dragon Spear Heavy Infantry. These infantry using giant dragon spears are nightmares for all cavalrymen. Although there are only a few regiments, the will and courage of those heroes cannot be defeated by any enemy.

"Five hundred yards! One line of spears! Two line of swords!"

The team began to change formations as usual, and the comrades who used the guns walked forward to the first row, while the knights who used the long sword and shield retreated to the second row.

"How many enemies can we break?" a comrade asked.

"Two square arrays, or three?" His comrades-in-arms answered were a little hesitant.

"Fortunately, we are not facing those ribs and dragon spears in the direction we are facing." Some comrades sighed.

"But a person will die." A comrade sighed.

"Yes, those heroes felt the same way back then." The captain replied, "Fengyi! I am the best!"

"Liberator of Kuchtmani City!!" Ke Mingzhe shouted loudly: "For Kuchtmani!"

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"The third cavalry regiment was detected to appear on our right side!" A combat mage lowered his height and shouted loudly as he flew over his long head: "Six o'clock in the south! They are at the direction of seven o'clock!"

"We're having trouble, Panny, who led the team to stop those lunatics?" Youjiu said, standing up as she glanced at her peers who were covering her abdomen's injuries: "Of course I'm going, right?"

"Be careful not to lose your life. If you die there, the battle flag of the Liberator in Kuchtmani City will not be flying for a few days."

"That's also fate. No one's head is stronger than iron in the battle formation." After saying that, Youjiu put his helmet on her head. She walked forward with a musket, and the director of the think tank who was holding the flag for her quickly followed.

Panni looked down at her abdomen. A crossbow arrow just now penetrated her lower abdomen, as if it had hurt her organs. Now she only felt that her lower abdomen was so painful that the arrow was poisoned. If she hadn't brought her universal antidote, she would have been cold now.

"Everything that can still move! Come with me!" Walking out of the seriously injured area of ​​the battlefield hospital, Youjiu shouted loudly to the wounded people she could see.

As the girl advanced, more and more grassland elves followed her, and the team gradually expanded. When the cavalry appeared in the distance, Youjiu brought her soldiers to the front of the phalanx, which was the flank of the right wing. The human infantry corps had just withdrawn from the battle, but they retreated not far, obviously wanting to follow their cavalry team to expand their results.

"Your Highness! What are you doing here?!" The commander of the square formation pointed behind them: "You should stay behind!"

"You only have two dissatisfied battle groups that can stand up and stop this torrent, and I can be sure you can't stop it, so I will bring you reliable combat power!" After Youjiu said that, she said to the director of the think tank: "Put my flag on the ground! Tell all the compatriots who followed me to this dead land, that I will live and die with them! No one can defeat us! No one can hurt our friends behind us!"

"You are crazy! Your Highness! I have the right to let my guards take you away!"

"You have no power, commander, you should respect me and this flag behind me, and stand there with your people, watching us win, or use your own flesh and blood to become a new embankment!"

After saying that, she walked to her companions who were spontaneously lined up in battle lines. Some of these wounded soldiers had lame legs, some had injuries on their arms, and some had blood on their heads and eyes. But these young people of her age still began to recharge and prepare.

Looking at them and them, Youjiu licked the corners of her mouth. Her chapped lips made Youjiu feel pain. She sighed with some guilt: "I'm sorry, everyone, I've deceived you here. This should be the place with the highest death rate on the entire battlefield."

"But at least we died in battle, Your Highness." Some peers replied.

"I have a big boyfriend. I originally liked him very much, but now it seems that we are more reliable." Some peers agreed.

"It is the glory of the children of the Tobian family to be able to follow you." Some of the peers expressed their loyalty to Youqiu.

"I was blinded and my two sisters died. You gave me a chance to revenge." The natives also answered this way: "Today, I am very happy to be able to stand with you."

"For justice!" I don't know who shouted like this.

"For justice!" Someone immediately followed the topic.

"Rise the gun! They start to speed up! Three hundred and seventy yards! The first round of long-barrel hunting rifle shooting!" After Yujiu said that, he raised the musket in his hand.

The gunshots were sparse, and many people used shotguns or muskets equipped with bores. They could only fight for one round at this distance, and the cavalry riding Ash more heavy-duty war horses could rush through the queue like a whirlwind.

Some cavalrymen on the opposite side were dropped, but more of them were still marching in line while accelerating, like a wave of death.

"Two hundred yards! The borehole musket joins the shooting, and then bayonets!"

The light of arcane rose in the cavalry line opposite, and there were still very few cavalrymen who were shot and dropped off the horse. Looking at the cavalry getting closer and closer, the grassland elves began the last round of shooting, and then shoulder to shoulder. The grassland elves in the first row began to transform themselves into elemental creatures, and the earth thorns stretched forward from their feet, but soon some earth thorns were countered by the mage on the opposite side. They turned mud into stone and fossil into mud, and in a flash, they transformed the open space between the two sides several times. Some cavalry stepped into mud and fell down with people and horses, but more cavalrymen lay their lances flat.

The last round of long-barrel hunting rifles fired when the cavalry had approached about forty yards, causing about twenty cavalry casualties. Then the cavalry broke the earth spearheads and then crashed into the ranks of grassland elves. Some of the cavalry fell to the ground, but more cavalry defeated at least four more ranks of grassland elves, and some even rushed through the square formation directly.

The lances began to conquer and attacked the second phalanx. Behind them, the sword cavalry who were slashing over also launched a second charge. If there were survivors on the first line of defense, they would be handed over to the infantry on their side to deal with it.

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Killing the intercepting array of grassland elves, Ke Mingzhe shouted loudly and restrained his comrades: "Kill here! Don't get entangled with them! Leave them to our infantry!"

"Captain Ke! What is that?!" A comrade pointed at the distance.

Ke Mingzhe looked at the direction he pointed, and in the distance, there seemed to be a gray line surging.
Chapter completed!