Ride and Cut

flight.

Spread the wings and let the air current lift them, as a stage in the vast sky, soaring freely.

Freedom, swiftness, and unrestrainedness, no longer need to measure the distance inch by inch with feet, it is the common dream of almost all intelligent creatures on the ground.

But when dreams come true, it is not always a happy ending to everyone. Instead, dreams are often shattered.

I have personally experienced the overweight and weightlessness caused by high-speed maneuvering, the suffocating sense of fear when I look down, and the taste of the new wind blowing on my body bit by bit and taking away my body temperature.

Some people would rather give their lives to pursue this excitement, and some people suddenly realized that flying is not as beautiful as it seems.

Therefore, after the initial blind trend passed, the Skalls became more rational about whether to transfer to the air cavalry.

For example, Abu, although he spent a few days with other air cavalry Congfeilong, finally found that he could not completely overcome the fear of heights anyway. So he didn't let his old buddy go to soak the source blood, and stayed on the ground as a dragoon.

The mixed heavy cavalry team composed of Shire warriors and Skars met their opponents, groups of necromantic knights.

Among them, the resurrectors who hold a certain amount of magical power of the undead can only be transformed from swordsmen with outstanding martial skills during their lifetime, and they are the backbone of the undead system.

The infinite strength and toughness of the hardwood body, coupled with the fighting consciousness inherited from the soul in his life, combined with the natural characteristics of the undead who are not afraid of general injuries. To be fair, the Necromancer's combat power is excellent, and it is definitely an opponent that should not be underestimated!

After wading across the river, they were also the only undead who consciously organized their formations, showing completely different performances from the mess around them.

"Heavy Cavalry!" Abu rushed forward, at the sharp front of the arrow-shaped attacking formation.

The whole body is covered in heavy armor, like a steel statue.

Vera blessed them with a blessed spirit blade, and the stone skin art and wind speed from the second general of Hem Ha quickly followed.

On the spear gradually flattened, the red and white swallowtail flag hunted under the airflow.

This is the hallmark of apprentice knights. One day if the lord of allegiance is willing to cut off the dovetails for them, even if they are formally named knights, they will become the lowest nobles.

In fact, Richard has always felt that any soldier under his command is worthy of the title of knight. However, he himself was only a pioneering baron, and as a quasi-noble who did not enter the system, he did not even have the basic right to canonize a knight.

"Charge! Charge!" Behind him were countless voices responding, like a thunderous explosion!

Facing the necromantic knights, they didn't even show the slightest hesitation. The fierce spirit seems to be able to melt gold and iron, looking at the enemy's gaze is like looking at a bug that is destined to be crushed to death!

The Necromancer was completely angered by this naked contempt-it is impossible for the undead at this level to have a clear self-awareness, but their broken souls not only inherit martial arts and military laws, but also face provocations. Stress instinct.

The body of the necromantic knight who had just crawled out of the raging river was soggy, it turned into a white frost shell when the wind blew, and it peeled off with a slight movement.

Their roar is very similar to that of a cow, and when he closes his eyes, Richard almost thinks it is a group of angry bison.

In just a few hundred yards, the two sides drove at full speed, and the distance continued to shorten!

Seeing that Mars is about to collide with the earth violently, the front row of the dragons suddenly opened their blood basins, roaring and spitting out a dozen-meter-long flame column to the necromantic knight!

Fear of light and heat is the nature of all dead spirits to coexist. Although I don't know why they are immune to the sun's rays, the necromancer obviously cannot overcome the instinctive reaction in the face of the scorching flame.

The turbulent charge could not help but stagnate!

And in this short moment, the Dragoons and the Shire Warriors have rushed forward!

For cavalry, the importance of speed cannot be overemphasized. Once they lose their proud impact, they are no better than lambs to be slaughtered.

The flame burning damage is still second, but the short-term forced stop and chaos that can be brought is no different from a punch on the seven inches. Regardless of whether it is the Skal or the Shire, the heavy cavalry tactics are almost infiltrated from childhood to the depths of the bloodline, and it is impossible for the opponent to have time to adjust!

Countless swords slammed into the flesh, no matter how tough the body is, it is impossible to resist the sprint of the spear!

It was like a stubborn child losing his temper, knocking down a bunch of tin soldiers, and the team of necromantic knights fell apart in an instant.

"Good job!" Lord Lord held Zhanlong's feet repeatedly and went straight to the suture monster.

Rampant suture monster, Yomo is also the nemesis for the first time in his life. The long sword turned around his neck and went straight to the next place without stopping.

In just a short breath, his figure is as agile as a swallow, folds in the air seven times in a row, which is dizzying.

Each fold is a great head rising into the sky, due to the ingenious force that did not destroy the balance, after the seven folds, the first suture monster even swayed before it fell down!

He stood proudly in the air and even Zhan Guo didn't bother to look back. He pushed his cheeks and blew on the blade, the stained blood instantly turned into a blur.

At this moment, he is synonymous with being independent, unrestrained and lonely!

"Master Richard's swordsmanship is so great, I want to be his student!" Xinclair trembled with excitement.

Had it not been for the top of the castle to be twenty blades high from the ground, she would have liked to jump down and follow her left and right immediately. It is a lifetime honor for a swordsman to witness this almost incredible skill with his own eyes!

"He was showing off on purpose. Be careful not to fall." Annie dragged her arm tightly and didn't let go.

Rare formed giant forces have also joined the melee ~www.readwn.com~ The giant monster warrior is holding a mace enough to serve as a weapon for breaking the city, and a dozen undead can experience the fun of flying on the spot with a single swipe. !

The improvement brought to them by the advancement is really significant, and their performance is much more reliable now than before. Those undead who are only as high as their thighs have little choice but to rely on the number of ants attached to hard grinding.

The problem was that the other Ripper fighters weren't dead, so how could they be indifferent while watching Robes suffer.

Only Stitching Monsters can barely be considered to be able to fight against troll warriors, but the number is too scarce. Instead, he was surrounded by groups of giants, fists and maces coming and going, fighting back and forth in a row.

If it hadn't been for their bodies that contained the magical power of the necromancers, they would have been able to resist, and if nothing had happened, they would have been cleaned up long ago!

In contrast, the King of Iron seemed a bit at a loss because he hadn't set foot on the battlefield for thousands of years.

Due to the tight time limit, they didn't have time to build the equipment, so they also used the giant mace. That exaggerated heavy weapon was pinched in their hands like a child's toy, and it didn't work at all.