As the sound of horns resounded throughout the valley, a team of more than 1,500 people from the Northern Principality, led by the direct cavalry, charged towards the Agate Principality team like surging beasts.
"Rangers, kill for glory!"
The rangers of the Agate Principality also gathered more than 600 people this time, and launched a countercharge without hesitation.
"Let's kill too! If we don't charge, we will have to wait for death!" Some young heirs were still hesitating at this moment, but immediately several young people stood up and raised their arms and shouted!
"Okay, let's kill them too! Let's fight these bastards from the Northern Principality!"
"kill!"
The shouts of those young people were immediately reflected, and even some timid young men finally mustered up the courage to follow behind the rangers and start to charge.
Obviously, there is also a herd effect for things like combat.
When the eldest prince and others at the rear saw the heirs of the little nobles, they all started to charge, and they followed behind with livid faces.
It's just that these heirs of the great nobles were originally at the back of the team, and now they are also at the back.
Boom! Boom!
The two sides collided together in the field like two streams of water.
Bang bang bang!
Dang Dang Dang!
Along with the billowing smoke and dust, the muffled sound of collisions and the metal collision of swords echoed throughout the valley.
"Vivian, give me a target and help the weak heirs of the nobles first!"
"Yes, sir!"
"Long-range attack team, launch!"
Whizzing!
The battle started below, and Nalant was not idle, letting the long-range attack team start shooting at the direct knights who entered the range.
Moreover, in order to help the people below him as much as possible, Nalant planned to help those weak young descendants first, because they were at a great disadvantage when facing the direct cavalry.
On the other hand, people like the eldest prince, because their strength is basically at the peak of Bronze or the beginning of Silver, they can survive the attack of the direct cavalry for a long time.
At this moment, Nalant suddenly saw his cheap brother Brat, who was being attacked by a high-level bronze knight.
Burrett, who only had the strength of an intermediate bronze player, was beaten back steadily.
"Vivian, over there!" When Nalant saw this, he naturally couldn't let his cheap brother die. Andrew would definitely suffer a blow when the time came.
"Yes, sir!" Vivian didn't dare to delay, took aim directly, and then pulled the launching mechanism.
Boom!
puff!
The arrow hit the unsuspecting high-level bronze knight without any surprise. When the arrow hit him, his long sword was still held high in the air, but his whole body was dragged away by the arrow and nailed to the ground.
"Thank you Miss Stella!"
Brett wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and expressed his gratitude towards the top.
Of course, he was thanking Stella, and he thought this weapon was a new weapon that the Earl had just released.
Having no time to pay attention to Burritt, Nalant saw another junior bronze young man being beaten dangerously, and then continued to point, "Vivian, over there!"
"Yes, sir!"
Whoosh!
puff!
Another direct cavalryman was shot off his horse.
"Thank you, Miss Stella!" The young man also said his thanks towards the mountain with a pale face.
As the battle continued, such voices of thanks came one after another, and seven or eight young descendants were helped in succession.
The ensuing effect was that originally Nalant and the others were looking for targets to help themselves, but gradually evolved into some young descendants below calling for help from above even if they were not in danger of their lives.
At first, Narant and others would respond a few times, but when the incident intensified, Narant immediately ignored these calls.
For example, that shameless Tony, who clearly has the strength of peak bronze, was besieged by a high-ranking bronze and an intermediate bronze, but he actually asked for help from above.
With his strength, he can completely match the two of them and delay them for a while.
"Miss Stella, help me quickly and help me shoot down an enemy!"
Whoosh!
A thick and long arrow passed over Tony's head, but to his disappointment, the target of the attack was not his enemy, but the heir of another minor noble.
"Asshole! When I get out, I must make your Tulip family look good!" Tony cursed viciously.
How did he know that even if he was really about to be hacked to death, Narant would not save him. Narant was a rather petty person and did not have the character to retaliate with kindness.
What's more, his life is not in any danger now, but he is fishing, and he does not dare to kill one of the enemies first at the cost of a small injury.
Next, there were many more things like this, and even the eldest prince shouted for help because he was besieged by a silver junior knight and a bronze peak knight.
However, the eldest prince's own strength has already reached the first level of silver, and has been stable for four or five years. He only needs one last step to break through the intermediate level of silver, and he can completely deal with these two enemies.
And he didn't dare to fight hard, so he was forced to retreat one after another, and his performance was worse than that of some minor nobles.
Whizzing!
Seeing that the arrow above was still there but did not respond to his request for help, the eldest prince also flashed a trace of resentment in his eyes, but he did not curse out loud like Tony.
As the heir to the king, he received a more comprehensive education and a deeper education.
However, although a few people in the crowd complained about Nalant and others, most of the young heirs were extremely grateful.
Because it was Nalant's appearance that they were not instantly defeated by the cavalry of the Northern Principality, and now the stalemate continues.
Of course, such a situation is not what the Northern Principality wants to see.
"Convey my order. The Royal Knights should leave those rangers alone. Just leave these rangers to the ordinary cavalry and let them do their best to deal with the heirs of the Agate Principality!"
"If you are willing to surrender, you will be captured first. If not, kill them all!" Bacher gave the order in a cold voice.
"Yes, sir!"
As Bacher's new order was conveyed, all the direct cavalry began to look for the young heirs to fight.
Suddenly, the pressure on the young descendants suddenly increased.
The cries for help below became more urgent, and the casualties of the young heirs also began to appear.
"No, they seem to have begun to use all their strength to deal with the descendants of the nobles!" As the battlefield below changed, Nalant and others on the mountain also became nervous.
Although the young people were very cowardly and hid behind the rangers.
But now that the Northern Principality has launched a general offensive, these young heirs are the key to this battle.
If it weren't for these young heirs to hold back the direct cavalry, I believe that all the rangers would be killed in a short time.
But now, Nalant's two ballistas are no longer enough to influence the direction of the battle.
"What should we do? If this continues, I'm afraid the Northern Principality will be victorious in less than ten minutes!" Although Boris was very disdainful of the cowardice of these young heirs at the beginning.
But he also knew the consequences if everyone was wiped out, and at this moment he couldn't help but feel worried and anxious for everyone below.