Ride and Cut

The Skahar rider slightly adjusted the pointing of the lance in his hand, and his whole body was tightly covered in the armor without any fluctuations.

Their small bodies cannot bear too much weight, and their strength is very limited. The weapons and armor used have been designed with this in mind.

The lance has five blades as a whole, the front is thinner and the rear is thicker, and the tip of the lance has two smooth blades, which are hinged on the saddle.

The reaction force generated during the charge will be fully borne by the mount. A counterweight prism with a half-blade length is attached to the tail of the gun, so that the center of gravity is near the hinge point, and the direction can be easily adjusted without too much force. The frail Skahars have the possibility to use giant lances.

And the whole armor is even more unique, completely giving up the possibility of independent use.

This is a crooked idea that the lord came up with with a slap on the head - it is not so much the armor as a special all-encompassing saddle, only the two arms and the neck are movable, and the other parts are completely a steel plate that is integrally fixed on the back of the beast armor.

There is no doubt about Dixinglong's load-bearing capacity, so the thickness of these steel plates can only be described as outrageous.

Since the armor of the Skaarr Dragoon doesn't have to be as finely detailed as other weapons, it can be made quickly by pouring. Therefore, they are currently the only branch of the entire Alpine Fort Guard that is fully equipped, regardless of whether it is old or new.

Those brown bear roaring heavy cavalry are very skilled in riding skills and have good fighting spirit, but their lances are half shorter than the enemy's, and their mounts are even more different.

Faced with a huge disadvantage that can be seen at a glance, their performance is worthy of the word "elite".

Especially those officers who came from minor noble families grew up listening to "honor is my life", and they are indeed worthy of the teachings they have received when faced with choices.

When the civilian soldiers reined in their horses and slowed down slightly out of instinct, they first realized that the only way to survive was to rush over, and desperately urged their mounts to speed up regardless of the cost.

This fearless bravery inspired others, but the cavalry, who usually cherished their horses so much, seemed to be crazy at this moment. The spurs on their feet kept kicking the horse's belly, leaving bloody scars, just to squeeze the horsepower as much as possible.

The distance between the two heavy cavalry shortened rapidly, followed by a final collision like sparks hitting the earth.

Horses neighing, people roaring, knives and guns blaring, sharp knives piercing flesh, and armor shattering all formed a symphony of life and blood.

The five-bladed long spears of the Skahar people are an absolute advantage. They sit on the back of the ground dragon and look down. The tip of the spear easily pierces the seemingly solid armor like a piece of straw. The huge inertia made the blades on both sides of the lance easily break through the pierced flesh, leaving a terrible penetrating tear wound. Absolutely no one can survive this kind of injury!

Di Xinglong vividly interprets what is called unparalleled impact with practical performance, and all life spans that stand in their way begin to count down.

"Xilulu." The horse bumped into Di Xinglong and stood up with a long hiss, and was soon overturned and crushed by the Skaar cavalry who continued to advance.

The first row of cavalry was killed and wounded in the blink of an eye, but immediately after, the second and third rows rushed forward with shouts. Their lives, their blood, and their wills are all burning and boiling to the most intense point at this moment, only the oncoming enemy is left in their eyes, and they have already disregarded life and death!

Some knights with extraordinary martial skills and luck, despite the huge height drop, escaped the dangerous spears and pierced them, and successfully pierced the spears to the dragon knights. But before their joy could last, it turned into despair in an instant. The armor on the enemy was as thick as a city wall.

Not only did the life-saving attack not cause any damage, it even couldn't make the opponent move his butt down a little. All the impact force is transmitted to the ground dragon by the one-piece armor, that impact force is equivalent to scratching an itch for a thousand-pound ground dragon!

Humha and Nehru, the two idiots, also walked out of the reeds on the back of the iron-eating armadillo, and made their debut following the Skahr. The weight of the kobolds is negligible, but the two giant monsters are also considered to be the kind with big waists among their kind, and it is very difficult for the iron-eating armadillo to wobble every step.

Nehru's fireball technique was just about to come to an end, the black smoke billowing fireball flew over the Brown Bear Roaring Cavalry and exploded, turning into a stream of fire and splashing like rain.

The wounded horses and cavalry screamed and fell to the ground, rolling and writhing. Not all of the colleagues who were charging behind them could react, some of them had no choice but to bite the bullet and choose to charge in a straight line, no matter the ground under their feet or...

Humph was in a hurry trying to bless the Skaar in the front row with a stoneskin spell. Maybe it was his first time playing as a cavalryman and he was a little nervous. With a flick of his hand, the buff actually shifted to the enemy!

However, the calculations were wrong. The defense improved by the stone skin technique was as thin as paper against the super-heavy lance, and for the horses that were charging desperately, the sudden bluntness of their stature obviously had a greater impact, so they bumped into each other chaotically and turned their backs.

Hun giggled happily, licking Nehru's collar with two fingers, lifted it up and put it on his shoulder. The kobold, who was seriously afraid of heights, screamed in fright, and the fireball spell that had just begun naturally disappeared without a trace.

Watching the infantry being slaughtered and the proud heavy cavalry suffering heavy losses, Hendra's strategizing and calmness disappeared without a trace, just like a gambler who lost his money and wanted to invest his last capital in the game.

The Roaring Brown Bear Legion is his only hope of turning around. If even this hope cannot be preserved, the future will be completely dark and gloomy.

He somewhat regretted making such a rash choice. He never expected that a small pioneering territory would be so exaggerated in strength that he would even raise a ground dragon as a riding beast! There are also caster attachments!

But I also know that it is too late to regret now, and the more important thing is to try my best to remedy it.

"All of you, come with me and prepare to fight back!"

There are also three knights wearing golden and red embroidered cloaks gathered around him. They are guard knights assigned by the family.

Hope is still there! The Brown Bear Roaring Legion and Hendra Legion Leader haven't failed yet! A sufficiently capable assault force can completely change the situation of the battle, and the land walking griffin itself also has good magic power.

Several guards were veterans who were used to big scenes, silently drew their long swords, and waited for further orders.

Hendra forced himself to calm down. The situation in front of him was still very clear-the heavy cavalry duel was gradually turning into a quagmire, and even if more forces were invested, they could only get stuck in it and couldn't move. They could only reluctantly let it go.

Although the infantry are also very passive, they still have a huge advantage in numbers but lack a breakthrough point. Once the infantry can be helped to open up the situation and liberate this main force of thousands of people, all problems will be solved.

Ground dragoons are powerful but they are too cumbersome. The shortcomings of heavy cavalry fighting alone and lack of tactical adaptability must be more obvious on them.

Thousands of infantry can win even if they use ants to climb elephants. By then, the heavy cavalry may not be completely wiped out, and they can be rescued to some extent.

The more Hendra thought about it, the more feasible it became. Before that, however, there is one more thing to do—

"My little baby, kill them." Hendra stroked the feathers on the head of the land-walking griffin, and pointed to the iron-eating armadillo in the distance with a serious tone. If his observation is correct, this should be the enemy's only spellcaster, and of course the highest priority target.

The trolls and kobolds were beaming and celebrating the victory, unaware that someone had already spotted them.