Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 702 The Death of Woodrow O'Brien
It is impossible for the people of Ao San Emma to understand how those arrows flew out of this group of cavalry even if they wanted to break their heads.Although they still maintain a certain degree of discipline, they have tried to regroup after a short period of panic, and the priests in the formation will expel these burning flames for them.

But the cavalry of the La Rochelle people had already rushed into their formation.The conical cavalry rushed past like a torrent, and once there was a leak in the tough dam, it would soon be crushed by the rushing water, just like the queue of the Osan Emma people at this time——

"Silver Blade Knight!!"

The former acting chief Alex Slovenier was the tip of the spear of the entire cavalry team. He leaned over the horse, and the silver spear in his hand was gradually covered with a layer of crimson fire as the horse speeded up. , making the air sizzle.

He was the first to step on the shield soldier who was holding up the shield but looked left and right in a panic. The heavily armored horse has also become a brutal weapon. Two ribs.

A mere two shield spearmen couldn't even slow down Slovenir's charge. He picked up and flew a few Austrian St. Emma soldiers who stood in front of him, and then accurately found this army. His general—a knight in dark gray heavy armor with a large sword in each hand.

He immediately turned his horse's head, and the horse neighed and rushed towards the general. The latter also immediately caught the figure of the knight who was actively attacking him. The swords in his hands were intertwined, and the dark yellow magic power was faintly visible. on the blade.

Slovenir immediately understood the other party's intentions, and pulled the rein forcefully in the next second. The magic inscriptions that were integrated into the heavy armor of the war horse when it was cast were activated simultaneously under the drive of the rein, and the heavy war horse suddenly jumped high. Standing nearly three meters high, the moment he leaped, he dodged the rows of ground thorns rising in front of him, and cast his shadow on the general's face!

"The bastard of St. Emma, ​​die for me!"

Slovenir was in mid-air, and the spear in his hand was dancing like a fire dragon. He threw out a pillar of fire while waving, and instantly engulfed the professional-level general who had no time to dodge.

Black smoke filled the air, and when his horse landed dully, the general's body was covered with a layer of dark brown soil, and his appearance had been charred.The general's body trembled slightly, and the soil layer that protected him from the flames like an external armor immediately peeled off.

But before he could make any more moves, Slovenir's spear pierced through his breastplate with a whistling sound, and pierced out from the back of his chest!
"laugh!"

As Slovenier forcefully pulled out the spear and raised it up again, when the spear was raised high, the head of the general Ossan Emma was already lifted on the tip of the spear, shaking back and forth in the midair of the chaotic army :
"The enemy general has died in my hands!"

The morale of the Austrian St. Emma who caught a glimpse of the head of the lord was even lowered, and the morale of the La Rochelle cavalry who had rushed into the Austrian St. Emma's formation and was trapped in the shackles fighting with it was greatly improved. St. Emmas!

In just ten minutes, the camp of the Ossain Emmas had been completely captured by the La Rochelles!
At this moment, on the way these cavalry charged past, a group of Siliki soldiers carrying longbows were standing by.Behind them, Atsk Angers rode a white horse and quickly rushed up. He asked the leader of the longbowmen, Siliki's professional-level elf archer Memphela:

"How is it, how effective is the tactical implementation just now?"

"The effect is very good." Memphira held the longbow in one hand, and pushed aside the somewhat messy brown wavy long hair with the other hand, then pulled up a flag that was nearly a person's height stuck at his feet, and handed it to Atz Ke, "The flag given by the lord has indeed made our attack smoother."

"I heard from the lord that this flag is called Setoer's battle flag? I feel that the shooting percentage of the bow and arrow of the whole team has increased a bit. In the past, we could not do such an attack."

This flag has a dark brown flagpole, the surface of which is elegant white, with golden and blue silk threads intertwined to form a sharp sword with open wings.

It was January, and Anastasia Herman, who had not yet become Queen, rewarded Cyril Adrian, who was then Earl of Siliki, the banner of Sethor, the God of Armies The imitation of : swiftness and precision, an epic treasure.

And its function is a huge continuous effect of "God's Protection" aura, which can give the archers of the team more stable archery and more accurate hits.

These archers have been sharing the same ride with the cavalry just now, using the momentum of the cavalry to quickly press close to the best shooting distance, and at the same time cover their figure with the figure of the cavalry, in a kind of absolute In an unexpected way, a phalanx of archers was "airborne" under their noses.

Use the enchanted arrows of the archers to disrupt the formation of the Ulsan Emma, ​​so that the cavalry can disperse them in one fell swoop.This is also a new tactic that has never been seen before by Siliki-after all, under normal circumstances, archers cannot rush to such a close distance from the opponent so smoothly.

Azike took the battle flag, closed his eyes slightly, and the whole picture of the battlefield just now appeared in his mind.He was thinking about the advantages and disadvantages of this tactic, but a gust of wind suddenly blew up around him, interrupting his thoughts:

The female elf in front of her has already drawn her long bow, and the blue long arrow transformed by the blast is on the string.She closed her eyes tightly, breathing evenly, and was looking for the target of her shooting in a way that Atsk couldn't understand——

"Zheng!"

She let go suddenly, and the cyan arrow turned into a stream of light, and disappeared from Atsk's sight in the blink of an eye.

The female elf archer slowly opened her eyes, looked at Azike beside her, and said calmly:

"Mr. Angers, what are the next arrangements? Do we need to support the troops on the other side? The cavalry are mainly concentrated on our side, and they don't have the strength to quickly tear through the defense line of the Ao San Emma."

"This..." Azik thought for a while, "Leonardo and the others can handle the direction they are in charge of, and Slovenier will bring people to support later... Who did you shoot just now? "

"Oh, I probably found their chief general—"

she said lightly.

Under the cover of his guards, Woodrow Oberian evacuated in the direction of Hylia City.In just a few minutes after he ordered the final attack on Hylia, a large number of troops had already launched an attack in the direction of Hylia, and only a few remained in the camp.

Although he has enough confidence in the quality of the individual soldiers of his Third Army of the Iraqi Army, the number of cavalry may be twice as large as his own, but it is by no means able to make up for it by relying on the quality of individual soldiers.

Relying on those soldiers to stop and kill the incoming La Rochelle people as much as possible, and then mobilize the remaining main force to counterattack and eat the La Rochelle army who came to attack together. This is his completeness. plan.

And as the commander-in-chief of the entire army, he can't have any accidents on the battlefield.

The soldier team in front had received the order from the messenger and started to turn around to join him. It was the ace team in the Third Legion, "Hilarylia Blood Hand Guard".

"General!" the general of the Blood Guards called "Karanin" to Woodrow from a distance, "Are there any La Rochelle people coming from the rear? Are there many people? Is it enough for us to kill?"

"Enough, I'm sure you'll have a good time killing them." Woodrow didn't have the slightest dislike for his subordinate's fierce words, but instead laughed.

However, amidst the laughter, he suddenly noticed that the expression of the general in front of him showed panic, and he pointed at him, as if very anxious.

He didn't understand Karanin's meaning, and he was still wondering if something was stained on his face, but a gust of wind suddenly broke into his ears——

He flew.

There was a momentary pain in the chest, and then numbness covered the entire chest area.Feeling warm and cold, he flew in the air, lowered his head, and saw a blue arrow that was gradually dissipating in his chest, and a huge hole it left behind...

"boom!"

He hit the ground, and the world gradually fell into darkness, only the anxious shouts of soldiers and generals remained in my ears:

"Legion Commander! The Legion Commander has been attacked! Priest, where is the priest!!"

The sound disappeared.

he died.

November 24, [-], was the tenth day of Saint-Emma's invasion of La Rochelle.

The commander of the Third Legion of the Hilarili Army, Woodrow Oberian, died outside the city of Hylia.

Cause of death, arrow.

Assailant, unknown.

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The east gate of Hylia, the gate closest to the Adelaide Sea, is also the gate with the largest number of soldiers in Ossa Emma.

Materials sent by transport ships are stored here, and temporary granaries and material storage warehouses are also built here.Although in the original plan of the Orsan Emma people, they could quickly conquer Hylia, there is no need to do anything extra.But their own discipline still made them fully prepared.

Facts have proved that this discipline is correct - Hylia's persistent attitude and ability far exceed the predictions of the people of Ao San Emma. If they have not built granaries and material warehouses, they will fall into a mess of supplies in the first two nights distribution period.

Although it is absolutely impossible for these La Rochelle people to rush out of the city and counterattack them.

Earl Lambert is currently counting the number of his troops. In the siege battle last night, their losses should be the greatest-although the results in exchange are not cheap, the city defense circle of this stubborn city The cornerstone was detonated and destroyed by his rogue in the form of self-detonation, carrying a large bundle of magic explosion scrolls.

When Hylia officially conquers it, the benefits he can share will definitely not be one or two. Maybe he will have the opportunity to make his family become the leader of the region.

"My lord, my lord!"

"What's the fuss?" Earl Lambert looked at the orderly running towards him dissatisfied, "If you have anything to say, just say it."

"General O'Boan ordered that the final attack on Hylia City be launched immediately."

"Huh?" Lambert raised his brows, "Are you kidding? We just retreated from the front line, and now we have my men go up again? Do you know how tired my soldiers are? He is resting in the back, why? ..."

"General O'Boan said that the last defense force of Hylia has left the city. At this time, Hylia is already an empty city. Whoever captures it first will have the greatest credit."

"How can we not let us take the lead? For the glory of the empire, my Lambo family must be obliged!"

Earl Lambert spoke righteously, and immediately ordered: "Everyone, get up, get up, and the final attack will follow!"

His tired soldiers were awakened sparsely from their tents, and one by one they lined up in front of the camp extremely sleepily.But halfway through the formation, Earl Lambert looked to the south and saw a troop rapidly approaching in their direction.

Immediately, he jumped up like a dog whose bone had been stolen, and shouted: "Hurry up! Whoever takes Hylia first will get the credit—damn it, whose army is that? Instead of staying in the direction of your own responsibility, you want to come and grab credit with us?"

While he was speaking, the troop was getting closer and closer, and he suddenly felt that the troop was approaching too fast. It seemed that even a light armored troop running at full speed could not be so fast——

"My lord, where is the flag of that army? Why have I never seen it?"

His adjutant said suddenly, his tone full of weirdness.

Earl Langbo looked at the flag of that army, and saw that the flag was blown to the full by the wind because of the high-speed advance of his team. It has an elegant atmosphere, but at this moment it is like a fierce beast with teeth and claws, making people's hearts pounding:

"That's not the flag of our people!"

Suddenly someone reacted and shouted loudly: "Enemy attack, that is enemy attack!!"

"Enemy attack!!!"

Earl Lambeau also reacted immediately, and commanded loudly: "Change, change, face south, and prepare to meet the enemy!"

"Facing south, prepare to meet the enemy!"

Although the soldiers were tired, the execution order was still there. The sudden appearance of the enemy force forced them to wake up a bit, and they immediately started to turn around.

But Earl Lambert immediately discovered that the speed at which the team turned around and formed up was no match for the speed at which the other side rushed towards them!

That team was advancing at a speed that far exceeded his ability to estimate. As it got closer and closer, he found that the team was actually flying in the low air, with their feet barely touching the ground, and they were heading straight for them!

What the hell is this!

"Retreat, retreat!" He immediately made a judgment, "Go and join Dunlop's army!"

Seeking the assistance of the nearest troops and gathering to counterattack was the best solution he could think of.

But in the team, there was an unexpected voice:
"However, Lord Earl, Dunlop's army is also retreating towards our army!"

"We have nowhere to go!"

(End of this chapter)