Through fighting, Coster broke through the bronze level on the battlefield. The power of death turned into death fighting spirit, and it recovered instantly. Two more skills were added: fatal strike and intermediate swordsmanship.
It's just that the legion's skills haven't increased, but it's not that they haven't been improved at all.
Visible to the naked eye, you can feel that the strength of your cavalry team has greatly increased, and their cooperation has become more tacit.
Coster suddenly turned his horse's head and led the team towards the center of the orc team. In that place, there were some people who had not moved at all. Unexpectedly, Coster chose to attack the moment he broke through.
The orcs didn't expect it either, but they had been paying attention.
If Coster hadn't been running rampant on the battlefield, they wouldn't be facing the current situation.
I just didn't expect him to come to the door on his own initiative, so let's kill them. In the distance, their orc war elephants were completely dead at this time, and the only result was that a large piece of the opponent's city wall collapsed.
But looking at the statues inside that can be attacked, none of them are affected. And the hardness of the statues on that layer is probably much harder than the wooden city wall.
"Destroy them. Without this team, we still have a certain chance of winning."
"You're right, kill them."
Behind the team, an orc shaman holding a staff had begun to jump up, singing ancient songs while jumping. A special power spread, and the power of the people around him began to increase, and a layer of red light appeared on his body.
The next moment, the orc shaman pointed his cane to the opposite side, and the speed of the cavalry rushing over suddenly slowed down a bit. There were also some red Sith wrapped around them, which seemed to be a special kind of weakening.
The cavalry immediately lined up more densely and continued to charge.
At this time, everyone in the audience who could divert their attention focused their attention there. This battle was related to the outcome of the war. If the undead won, the winner would be determined directly on the battlefield.
But if the orcs win, then there will be many more variables in this battle.
Fang Jie frowned even more: "What is this guy doing? What if he can't beat them and dies."
Fang Jie is only worried about Coster. The other undead can be remade after they die.
Fang Hao said: "Since he made this choice, he must have the intention of making this choice. I believe he can win." Because of their status, these two guys got along well.
Finally, the cavalry team collided with the orc teams.
The orcs defended on the spot, while the cavalry thrust out the sword with impact, and the power of death surged. The collision of brutal and death forces directly stirred up large amounts of dust.
A powerful force suddenly appeared among the orcs. Although Fang Jie was not at the scene and could only watch through the death crow, he could still tell that there were more than ten orcs in the bronze level.
Why is it that every time it’s time to take a test, there are always so many strong ones.
What Fang Jie didn't expect was that these bronze warriors seemed to be very powerless in front of Coster.
With the help of the charge, Coster gathered the aura of the entire knights. After the previous battle, there were still more than 800 cavalry at this time. With the help of this force of knights, Coster's charge was simply unstoppable.
The wolf cavalry that came into contact with first didn't even block a move, and was cut into two pieces by a sword.
Coster continued to charge, repelling two strong men of the same level, and blocked an arrow with his shield. He moved closer, and then took away a porcupine archer with a sword. The final target turned out to be the shaman.
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This shaman, who is also a porcupine, does not have strong melee capabilities.
I have always relied on others to protect myself, but I didn't expect that this time a knight rushed in front of me. The shaman's face changed drastically, and he raised his staff in an attempt to resist, but it was of no use.
Coster struck out with his sword, and the staff and the priest himself were split into two halves.
The two teams had just come into contact, and then were penetrated by the cavalry from the middle. The cavalry team completed its slimming down in this process, and its number was only over 600.
However, this attack took away more Black Iron level orcs.
Coster led the team in a circle, and then charged again. Because the priest died, after this time passed, the blessing on the orcs disappeared, and the weakening spell on the cavalry was also lost.
Under the circumstances, the orc suddenly felt even worse. He was led by the cavalry who had fully charged. With one charge, nearly half of his men died, and there were only five bronze-level experts left.
And all of them were injured.
After a full charge, even if the cavalry can kill a few at the bronze level, it is impossible for them to pay no price at all.
The third charge was launched, and in the end there was only one bronze-level wolf cavalry left among the orcs.
The reason why he was able to survive was not because of how strong he was, but because he was faster. He actually chose to avoid the edge during the last charge. But when he came to his senses, the others were already dead.
"Damn it, what are those bastards doing?"
The Wolf Cavalry looked around, only to find that the army he had brought had long since fallen into the sea of undead.
Even if the order is given, they have no way to come and help. Who told them to appear in the middle of the undead lair from the beginning. If not, their headquarters would not be so miserable.
If they were prepared to attack, even if they could not win, they would definitely not suffer such a disastrous defeat.
Coster glanced at this guy and did not pursue him. A seriously injured bronze wolf cavalry was no longer a threat. In comparison, some orc teams that had just gathered again were the most dangerous.
Coster changed his route and continued to break up these teams.
The surviving wolf cavalry looked at the scene around them and were quite at a loss. Normally, they would have to retreat now. But this time it didn't work. They couldn't retreat. Either they won or they all died here.