Ride and Cut

Immediately afterwards, two giant monsters with the height of three blades followed behind, slamming their heads and catching up, panting with exhaustion. Just when everyone looked at them with question marks on their foreheads, not knowing what they were here for. The two trolls actually started grinning, shaking their heads and muttering, waving their hands like cramps.

The magicians and ice priests present were all genuine element users, and they immediately caught abnormal element fluctuations from the air.

"It's a shaman!"

Troll shaman can basically be regarded as a synonym for mental retardation, but this time people waiting to see the joke are doomed to be disappointed.

As soon as the words fell, a khaki halo enveloped all the Sagar cavalry, adding a three-point texture to the already huge ground dragon, and the footprints left on the ground when advancing became deeper and deeper.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that although Dixinglong has unparalleled impact in the world, such a bloated body will inevitably lead to poor flexibility. Using spells to increase the already terrifying weight and defense has to be at the expense of the extremely scarce flexibility—the loss outweighs the gain.

But immediately afterwards, accompanied by the bitter wind surrounding the body, the footsteps of the Skaar cavalry suddenly became brisk.

"Stoneskin and Wind Walk!"

There was a whisper of cursing around, and the little soldiers of the Dragon Claw were so jealous that they vomited blood.

At the level of the entire legion or even the entire country, the development of destructive spells is far more cost-effective than blessing spells. But for the low-level soldiers, of course, they hope that they can enjoy the help of mages, so blessing spells have always been very popular among them.

What's more, it is such a practical and complementary type.

Seeing the terrifying heavy cavalry getting closer and closer, several ice and snow priests who had been watching the excitement clutched their chest pendants, their lips buzzing as they muttered. The surrounding area suddenly began to be raging, and ice flakes and snowflakes were even gradually born out of thin air from the wind, which was a precursor to the activation of the ice and snow magic.

Dixinglong finally stopped two hundred yards away, exhaling breath violently from its huge nostrils, a large cloud of white mist condensed in the cold air, and disappeared in an instant. They shook their heads slowly, their topaz-colored eyes were as big as the balls that children love to play with, and the slit-like vertical pupil inside could not see the slightest fluctuation, which was more chilling than the temperature.

There is no doubt about the strength of the priests accompanying the army, but at this moment, no one will doubt that even the patriarch of the Church of the Ice and Snow Goddess himself has absolutely no chance of resisting the impact of dozens of ground dragon knights head-on in this short distance of 200 yards!

The best way to deal with this kind of arms is to rely on the city wall to organize the defense, or at least build dozens of strongholds. If you run into them on the plains, turning around and praying to be faster than them is the only option.

The dragon's claw soldiers who participated in the fight looked at this scene, as if they were poured down by a basin of ice water, and their blood disappeared without a trace.

I thought that this group of lizardmen must be just a handful of servants. After all, they are so short in stature and weak in strength. It seems that it is the limit of their ability to undertake some chores. Who would have thought, who would have dared to think—they were actually heavy cavalry? It would be a lunatic to give these high-spirited, terrifying super cavaliers to the lizardmen to control, this is a crime!

"Which part are they from?" Finally, some people began to feel that this fight was inexplicable, and even now they don't even know who the opponent is.

"I don't know, it might be the imperial army brought by His Royal Highness." The soldier and the low-ranking officer knew very little about the upper echelons, so they could only guess wildly based on the limited information.

"Nonsense, it's the Eagle Knight from Alpine Fort. I saw him take the lead just now." There is a bald man who holds the truth. Unfortunately, like countless predecessors with tragic fate, his truth is not accepted by the majority of people.

"How is it possible, how can a baron raise so many dragons?"

"Maybe it's His Majesty's illegitimate son. I think he is very familiar with His Highness Bedrick." The bald head made a bold assumption, and actually asked him to find some plausible evidence.

So a dozen hands immediately stretched out from all directions, covering his mouth tightly.

The lord slowly put on a leather jacket to cover his rag-like linen singlet. Just like the mantis cannot block the carriage no matter how he uses his sword foot, the man of the dragon's claw is also no match for the lord of the mountain castle. But they were really tenacious enough, they rushed forward one after another desperately, and finally at the cost of countless people with bruised noses and swollen faces, they successfully tore the only piece of clothing on Li Cha's body into rags, and his strong body was looming from the gap.

"Lord Richard, take care of your subordinates. All respected priests, please also exercise restraint for the time being." Suffolk's voice came again. Compared with the previous anger and agitation, this time both the speed and tone of speech were calmer.

It is said that people's anger has a peak, and once the anger continues beyond this peak, the body's protection mechanism will make the external expression calm down. The lord originally thought this statement was pure nonsense, but now he believes it a little bit.

Li Cha moved towards the direction of the Skaar step by step, and the series of sounds of leather boots falling on the frozen ground had a clear rhythm. The slow speed made many impatients want to push behind, but after all, no one dared to take the lead at this time.

Pairs of eyes followed his back and moved slowly. Dozens of ground dragons stood in front of them. The full set of beast armor and cavalry armor made them look like steel sculptures. Facing the howling wind, they were silent and heavy, and a dignified atmosphere flowed in the air like substance.

As we all know, the more elite the more thorny, most generals and lords can't have such commanding power over their subordinates. These murderous heavy cavalry don't look like such easy-going masters. If it is not handled properly, it is not impossible to cause mutiny. And the consequences of a group of earth-moving dragons rampaging in the barracks are suffocating to think about.

But fortunately, as the distance between the eagle knight and the cavalry line got closer, the lizardmen raised their super-heavy lances that were pointing obliquely at the ground towards the sky.

As long as you don't make mistakes or accidents, you should be able to solve it smoothly.

But in the last few dozen yards, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the eagle knight Li Cha suddenly trotted and sprinted in two steps, and easily gave a big neck to the dwarf artificial soldier who was the most suitable height. When the latter fell down, he waved his hands wildly out of instinct.

At that moment, all the followers could not help but swallow their saliva, because the fingers of the dwarf artificial soldier passed the crossbow several times in a row, and when it was the most dangerous, there was only a slight distance that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and the bed crossbow would be fired just a little bit away.

Fortunately, the gods bless, nothing happened in the end.

Then everyone heard Li Cha's loud voice: "What do you want to do! Rebel?"