"These chariot people are difficult to deal with..." Roland looked helplessly at the chariot people who were left far behind.
"Our fighting spirit has bottomed out! It will take at least a few hours to recover! And the state of glory cannot be maintained for that long. It will cause accumulated hidden damage to the horses and knights! We will have to retreat after charging twice more at most!
The centaurs can only rush with us once more, and their life limit is even more limited!" A knight captain came to Roland's side and said with a worried expression.
Roland frowned. He definitely couldn't destroy the opponent's complete formation twice. If he wanted to eat this team of chariots, he could only rely on the method of peeling onions to peel off their solid shells layer by layer. All he had to do was knock them off.
After removing the heavy crossbow inside, the remaining enemy dragon cavalry generals can grab it with their hands. Unfortunately, their current abilities cannot peel off the outer shell of the chariot people and break their core.
"Can't you chew them?" Verve, who was hiding among the knights, came up.
"My people are severely exhausted! Your Highness, please atone! We can only have one more fierce battle!" Badr's face was a little pale. Because of his tall stature, the centaur was taken care of by the chariot people, and he was constantly bombarded by spiral cone-headed arrows.
With their body-protecting fighting spirit, compared to the flickering fighting spirit of the Knights, the body-protecting fighting spirit of these centaurs has become bright and dim at this moment, and may be extinguished at any time.
"Have a rest!" Roland stopped his horse, and the Sharma under his crotch shook its head in displeasure, and drops of sweat were shed by it.
"Huh..." Everyone opened their helmets or visors and breathed in the cool air greedily. A cool breeze was blowing in the wilderness of late summer and early autumn.
"Your Highness!" The four knights who had left before also brought the torture car carrying Naruye and joined Roland.
"Nothing happened, right?" Roland looked at Naluye who was stuck on the stake and said with some doubts. After all, Naluye's white body was covered with dust at this moment, which made Roland think that the chariot civilians had divided their forces.
Attacked the escort team.
"No! It's just a bit too gray!" The knights smiled awkwardly.
"Well..." Naruye, who was kneeling on the chariot, curled up slightly and let out a painful groan.
"Why are you still taking her with you? If you want to anger those barbarians, you have succeeded Roland. Give her a good time." Verve looked at Roland who was walking towards Naruye with some confusion. Roland's current
The behavior seemed to him to be excessive. Since the goal had been achieved, there was no need to torture the female prisoner anymore. Although she might be guilty, she had already paid the price.
"Kill her? How can we hang those chariot people behind us if we kill her?" Roland smiled, he wanted to eat up the vitality of these chariot people.
"You are fishing...be careful of the backlash!" Verve frowned. He also understood what Roland was thinking. It is true that Naruye cannot be killed now, no matter they choose to retreat or attack Raglan to the death.
No kingdom is acceptable to Roland.
"Gu~" A blood bubble appeared on Naluye's mouth. She rolled her eyes helplessly after listening to Roland's words, and then moved her legs to make herself kneel more comfortable.
The bumps along the way just now almost made her die of pain on the road, and her internal organs are still cramping! This is really cramping! Blood is running down the corner of her mouth and the wooden stake.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
"Holy light!" Roland raised his hand, and the warm holy light healed the wounds in Naluye's body, but it could not heal Naluye's cold heart.
Glancing at Roland lightly, Naluye closed her eyes as if resigned to her fate, pressed her hips lightly, and sat down on the wooden board of the chariot like a duck. The excessive movement caused the wooden stake to be scratched again.
Her internal organs were cut open, and blood gushed out from both sections.
"Holy Light... don't think about self-determination. You can't die as long as I'm here!" Roland glanced at Naruye. If he wanted to bleed to death, he would be underestimating his own holy fighting spirit. After all, he was half a priest.
Already.
"..." Naruye didn't speak, but her body was trembling slightly.
…
"Chase! Save my daughter!" Darkoy's eyes were bloodshot, and he was so furious that he wanted to tear those Western humans alive.
"Sir, please calm down!" Lansuo quickly advised him along with the surrounding tribesmen.
"Catch them! Their glorious state can't last long! We can't let them recover!" Darkey was unusually calm at the moment. He knew the terrifying synergy of the human knights and allowed those human knights to do whatever they wanted.
Go freely, their army won't last long!
"We still have five hundred second-level warriors! There are also more than forty berserker warriors! Chase them! Bring back my daughter!" Darkey waved his hand and stopped talking.
…
Soon Roland, who was resting, was forced to fight against the chasing chariot people. After the chariot people left nearly two hundred corpses, Roland quickly disappeared in Da with the knights and centaurs who had consumed most of their fighting energy.
In Key's field of vision.
"Follow me!" Darkey ordered through gritted teeth.
At this moment, Roland was already complaining. After he killed nearly 700 chariot tribesmen, the impact was that Darkey's subordinates were a little faster, and the speed of the chariot tribesmen who replaced the horses was
And the endurance is greatly increased than before.
"Oh my God..." Roland took a breath and quickly counted the number of people. He was relieved when he found that no one was left behind. In this case, falling behind would mean death!
Just now, those bastard Dongyi barbarians actually shot them with the magic armor-piercing heavy arrows used to shoot dragons. Roland could clearly feel the terrifying fighting spirit extraction speed in the glory link state. The most important thing was that that moment
The attack knocked the Knights out of glory...but luckily no one died.
"Holy light!" Roland found the four people who had taken Naruye away in advance. After finding that there was nothing wrong, he threw a holy light to Naluye to heal her.
"...Ka!" Naluye bit the wooden stake inserted in her mouth fiercely, and looked at Roland coldly with her bloodshot eyes. This bastard human king once again hung up his life. This meant that
She would have to endure the torture for even longer.
"Kill... kill me... please... give me... pain... quickly." Naruye begged Roland intermittently while enduring the foreign matter in her throat and retching.
"You can't die now!" Roland looked at Naluye who was covered in cold sweat due to severe pain and was slightly stunned, but still refused.