Mystery Makes Me Strong

Lancelot's soldiers broke through the siege to the north.

But they did not leave, but continued to turn right, sweeping towards the team blocking the way.

It was another charge.

There are many knights along this road, a total of three thousand.

This is a collection of elites from several great kingdoms.

These knights are enough to sweep many kingdoms.

Now, they finally showed their effect. More than 5,000 card players were beaten by them several times and killed more than 3,000 times.

The knights only died less than two hundred people.

The opponent's combat skills must not be underestimated.

After all, they are professional fighters with more than ten years of combat experience, and the older ones even have thirty or even forty years.

It's just that one card player after another died and came back to life, and the dispersed formation regrouped, which was almost impossible for an army of ordinary people.

Being dispersed on the battlefield means that they have completely lost their organization and can only flee to the rear, using the cover of other phalanxes to reorganize their formation.

Although the knights have long known that this is the power of the devil, their morale is still low.

"Tie them up with a noose, with an iron net!"

Leaders of the knights, correct the strategies of your subordinates in time.

Kill your opponents and don't let them exit the battlefield.

That traps them, too.

The knights untied their bags from their horses one after another, each with their skillful riding skills, took out their lassoes and threw them at the card players.

This is what they learned from the barbarians, but it made these heavily armored knights suffer.

The card players, prepared for this, immediately put on long cloaks and angel wings.

This way of expanding its own area, it is not easy to be caught, and if it is caught, as long as the body is short, the opponent can only get a pile of feathers.

The knights circled the phalanx of card players, throwing lassoes that were hundreds of meters long.

This is the advantage of having fighting spirit. If you were a barbarian, you would only use a three- to eight-meter condom, and no matter how long it was, you couldn't swing it.

At this time, stone platforms quickly appeared in the square formation of card players.

On the stone platform, soldiers stood one after another.

"Free Sniper!"

Cruel and sharp, with its own guide arrow for turning and aiming, it is one of the must-have skills of Diablo Amazon handicapped D.

In this way, it shot at the nimble knight.

The card player didn't shoot the horse, and the horse is too precious.

One war horse consumes the labor force of three to five families.

At the beginning, the knight could still rely on fighting spirit to contend, but slowly the fighting spirit was insufficient.

One after another, the knights were shot off and dragged by the horses like dead dogs.

The knights panicked and started to move away from the phalanx.

The soldiers in the phalanx, on the other hand, took turns to eat, drink and scatter in a leisurely manner, and some even took a nap.

This made the morale of the knights even lower after watching it.

The opponent has such a good attitude in such a fierce battlefield, which shows that the victory is very sure.

And they can't.

One by one is highly tense!

"It's impossible to fight like this. We only have one life. How can we kill them?"

"Yeah, they don't look like demons. Although they killed some noble lords, ate some of the noble lord's chicken, duck and fish, and took over their wives, daughters, and maids, what does that have to do with us?"

"We're just knights, we're still landless, and we can't be called lords at all."

The knights talked one after another.

They began to be kind, and each time they just shot a few arrows from a distance, threw some lassoes, and rode their horses away regardless of whether they hit or missed.

The changes in the knights were noticed by the commanders on both sides.

Marquis Atkins swept towards the Grand Knight Commander next to him: "Is it time?"

"There are still too many opponents, and they are still rotating, which shows that their pressure is not strong enough." The commander of the great knight actually had the idea of ​​giving up.

Because these people behaved completely differently from a month ago.

A month ago, a great knight could deter hundreds of card players with traps.

And one month later, thousands of card players were able to defeat more than two thousand knights!

Even the great knight himself did not have the confidence to resist the siege of dozens of knights.

And the number of great knights on hand, on the bright side, and those disguised as ordinary soldiers, add up to only one hundred and twelve.

This amount should be able to kill all the card players.

However, those who are only enough to kill once, when they are resurrected, the great knights who have exhausted their strength are worse than ordinary soldiers.

Because battle qi is not a thing for health preservation, the explosion of this thing will cause too much damage to the muscles.

"Is it not enough?" Marquis Atkins was a little horrified.

But he quickly calmed down.

A qualified commander lies in the most optimistic situation, and also takes into account failure and retreat.

He looked around, and there was no problem with the planned escape route.

There is no opponent's boat on the river, as long as you get on your own fast boat, throw away your armor and weapons, you can quickly escape here.

As for what to do with the remaining nobles, for the ransom, they shouldn't die.

He was quite calm, but the nobles and nobles watching the battle began to panic.

They didn't know that the great knights still had plans to join the battle. What they saw in their eyes was that all the troops on their side, plus the most precious knights, were exhausted.

It can be said that there is no loophole in any link.

They used every move imaginable.

However, the opponent saw the tricks, and except for a few unlucky ones who were captured in the chaotic battle because of reckless impulse or unskilled skills, most of the enemies were intact.

This is an army of two hundred thousand!

There are only 10,000 opponents!

If time drags on, the other party organizes 30,000, 50,000 people, what should we do?

Several nobles who were close to the border of the Kingdom of Rotes began to think about retreating.

Lancelot wants to be king, so give it to him.

As long as the other party still respects their own interests.

It is not impossible for the poor ghosts to stand up.

There are several ministers of finance and counts of the court, all of whom are sucked up by poor ghosts.

There are also some aristocratic wives who were originally beautiful ladies from poor families. Relying on their scheming and physique, they survived and survived the weak real wives.

Finding comfort in this way, the nobles are ready to run away.

The first to lead the escape was the Marquis himself.

Joke, as a commander, can you run ahead of yourself?

With his attendants, he galloped to the river bank, threw off the armor of the horse, and with the help of the attendants, boarded the fast boat that had been prepared earlier, and went all the way back downstream.

The nobles were all stunned.

Only then did they know how the opponent's record of winning every battle came from.

The lost battles should be arranged on the dead and the prisoners captured by the enemy.

Anyway, no one believed what the two said.

They belatedly start running away.

This escape triggered a total collapse.

The soldiers all over the mountains and plains were frantically fleeing, exhausted.

They fell, they fell into traps they had dug, they came to the river and found no boats.

Some people were crowded into the river.

Fortunately, there was a sound behind him.

"Get down and surrender, you can be a slave, a slave who raises rats!"

"After working for three years, no, five years, not ten years, you can go home as a free citizen."

If the other party just said to surrender and not kill, many people would not believe it.

Everyone has done the thing of trapping prisoners of war.

However, the other party stated their purpose, and it was a very dangerous job, and the untouchables were not willing to do it.

Rats are raised only by bums who are dying of starvation, and slaves who have no choice.

This convinced them.

More and more people got down on the ground with their hands behind their backs.

It is not safe to raise your hands. After all, it is a cold weapon. Only when you lie down and hold your hands behind your back can the pursuers feel safe.

If you stand up and resist for too long, you will be directly stabbed to death with a single shot.