Lord of the Oasis

Rolf, who was standing on the valley, looked at the knights who were desperately charging outward, and the soldiers of the rebel army who were starting to suffer losses, with a malicious smile on the corner of his mouth.

These foolish and arrogant knights of the South County, as well as these crazy and brutal rebels, are all obstacles to his supreme lord Kant's entry into the South County.

These people, the more dead the better!

As the members of the Knights of the South County Leader in the canyon charged regardless of their lives, the members of the rebel army at the northern exit of the canyon died faster and faster.

At the same time, members of the Knights were constantly pierced by sharp spears and turned into one of the corpses that gradually began to pile up on the ground.

Blood is flowing.

Life is dying.

The spear infantry at the forefront of the rebel army resisted the knights, constantly stabbing the spears in their hands, and specifically attacked the faces and necks of the knights and knight attendants who were not protected by the iron armor.

"We must not let these people escape from here!"

Seeing the comrades around him keep falling down, some spear infantrymen roared in anger.

This is the best opportunity to assassinate these knights under their horses. If they escape, let them return to the army of the Southern County Leaders in the north and prepare again. Their rebel army will never be able to stop these heavy cavalry. 's charge.

Those who were arranged in the front were the elites of the rebel army, most of whom were soldiers captured by the Silver Plate Kingdom ten years ago.

This was suggested by Rolfe, who met the unyielding resistance of these knights.

He suggested to Colonel, the commander-in-chief of the rebel army, that if he wanted to destroy these knights, he must not be deterred by the momentum of their desperate efforts. Therefore, the soldiers who were least afraid of death must be arranged at the forefront.

Cloade accepts Rolfe's offer.

Among the rebels, those who were least afraid of death were those soldiers of the Silver Plate Kingdom who were captured ten years ago.

After ten years of humiliating slavery, they saw the opportunity and rebelled without hesitation.

This is a dead end with no way out. If they are afraid of death, they will continue to be their slaves obediently.

The rebels desperately resisted the breakout of the members of the Southern Commander Knights, but they were still unable to completely stop them.

On top of the magnificent knight's sword of the great knight, a fiery red firework is rendered. Not only can it easily cut off the spear, it is also worn by the soldiers of the rebel army. Put on.

Like piercing a piece of tofu.

The extraordinary strength has an overwhelming advantage over ordinary soldiers.

And the knights of the southern county who followed the great knights, and the knights' attendants, were more elite than the rebels.

They are indeed a bit stupid, but there is no denying that they are really elite.

The insurgent army could not stop the pace of the attack of the knights.

Even though, for every one meter advance, the Knights would drop dozens or hundreds of corpses.

The long-range attacks on both sides of the canyon never stopped for a moment, even if they accidentally injured their own people.

The soldiers of the rebel army at the exit to the south were ferociously slaughtering the knight servants who were left behind by the knights.

The sound of killing is loud, the rebels and the members of the knights are fighting for their lives in the canyon!

Blood, like a small stream, flows in the canyon.

The corpses began to pile up layer by layer.

The smell of blood even attracted wild wolves feeding from nearby bushes.

They flashed a pair of scarlet eyes in the dark, and their mouths were drooling, silently peeping at this place, quietly waiting for an opportunity.

Vultures, hovering over the canyon, draw icy arcs under the desolate moon.

All knights want to be the first to rush out of this impasse, and the one who rushes out first has the greatest chance of survival.

Now, when it's not time to begrudge strength, if you delay in this canyon for one more second, the number of dead companions will increase by several dozen, and the probability of rushing out will be reduced by one point.

All knights have no reservations, it is a matter of life and death, and no one dares to reserve.

these insurgents,

There was simply no way for them to survive.

"Soldiers, for the humiliation we have suffered these ten years, kill!"

Facing the desperate members of the Knights, the last spear infantryman in the rebel army shouted wildly, using his desperate aura to drive the momentum of his companions.

The spear infantry died one by one, and without the spear infantry and spear blocking it, it was more difficult for the insurgents to face the onslaught of knights.

The flame on the great knight's exquisite knight's sword was already very dim, but his eyes became brighter and brighter.

Because there were only the last few rows of the rebel soldiers standing in front of him, and behind those rebel soldiers, there were no longer soldiers, but the main road of the farm.

"For the glory of the knight, kill!"

The visible hope inspired the great knight, and the flame on the exquisite knight's long sword was even more vigorous.

The big knight went down with a sword and directly cut off the heads of the three rebel soldiers, and the hot blood sprayed on the faces of the nearby rebel soldiers, causing them to let out a terrified exclamation.

With just one sword, the great knight opened a gap in front of a row of rebel soldiers who were blocking them.

Not only that, the soldiers of the rebel army in the last few rows, seeing the power of the big knight, with a look of fear on their faces, kept squeezing towards both sides, as if they were taking the initiative to make way for him and the knights behind him.

They are just giving way, but they are afraid to retreat because they are afraid of retreating and running away.

It's a pity that on such a crazy battlefield, these cowards want to survive, and they dare not draw swords, but the knights who are more convenient to pass will ruthlessly kill them.

The soldiers of the rebel army consisted of elite soldiers from the Silver Plate Kingdom who were captured, and the rest were serfs, militiamen, and civilians who were trapped by them with low combat effectiveness.

These people are placed at the back of the line.

Rolfe knew that if these people were arranged at the forefront to act as cannon fodder, it is estimated that if they died a small piece, they would be frightened and collapsed. At that time, these soldiers might lose their minds, and even rammed directly into the soldiers of the rebel army at the rear.

In the end, the great knight led some members of the knight order, rushed out of this "death canyon", and fled along the flat main road of the farm.

At this moment, the insurgent army revealed the nature of their rabble, and there was no commander who led his soldiers to pursue the escaped knights.

"Mr. Rolfe, I'm sorry!"

Clod's face was a little ugly. He was surrounded so carefully and killed more than 2,000 members of the Knights during the night raid, and they even escaped some of them, which made him, the commander-in-chief of the rebel army, feel that he was in front of Rolf. Lost face.

"It's nothing, the result is better than I expected!"

Rolfe replied with a faint smile on his face.

Of the 5,000 knights, less than 500 escaped; the casualties of the rebel army exceeded 5,000, and most of them were captured by soldiers from the Silver Plate Kingdom. It's a severe nerf.

The results were indeed beyond Rolfe's expectations.

Rolfe was not worried about the fleeing knights. Without their horses, they fought a desperate battle and were injured. They could not escape.

"Victory! We are victorious!"

At this moment, there was a burst of cheers in the canyon.

After a long time, the cheers subsided.

"Gosh, I, I killed a knight! That's amazing! Omg, I, Jack, killed a knight! Is it true?"

A soldier said this, his tone was full of disbelief.

Before he became a soldier of the rebel army, he was a serf, and it made no difference to him whether he was a knight or a knight's attendant.

Anyway, they are all high-ranking masters, and they don't even look at him with the right eyes.

Perhaps in the eyes of those knights, he was no different from a beast.

Above the canyon, Colonel, the commander-in-chief of the rebel army, had a faint smile on his face. No matter what, they all won this time.

Even among the layers of corpses in this canyon, the corpses of their rebel soldiers are no less than the corpses of the members of the Knights. ()

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