Lord of the Oasis Chapter 363: .The bloom of the sun disc
Desert robbers roar through gaps in date palm trees with skillful horses.
The machete was swung, and the sharp blade slashed through the decaying skull. At the moment of contact, the entire skull was opened, and the fire of the soul inside was torn apart, destroying the absolute vital point of the undead by physical means.
Shards of skeletons are laid in the date palm forest.
All skeleton warriors and skeleton soldiers have been cleaned up by these light cavalry.
Only Kant and his troops remain in the entire Sentinel Oasis.
And bone scum everywhere!
But Kant did not despise it, because he could feel that in the thick black fog, an extreme evil was hiding in it, and the undead troops in the sentry oasis were swept away. Just around the corner.
That is the main force of the real undead, and the absolute trump card for this group of undead to dare to expand so recklessly!
"Come on."
Kant looked calmly to the north.
There is a bit of agitation in his eyes. He is not afraid of the possible enemies now, but looks forward to the gathering of the hidden undead who have not yet appeared to fight him for a decisive battle!
Whoever wins this battle will directly gain the hegemony of the Nalen Desert!
So he longs for a showdown!
Not to mention he has a hole card.
Just ahead, in the thick black mist, Kant seemed to be aware of Kant's thoughts, and an abnormal sound gradually appeared.
It seems to be the sound of horse hooves, getting more and more dense, and at the same time, the sound is getting louder and louder, just like the sound of stepping on cloth, although it is getting louder, but there is also a complete dullness in the sound.
The lifeless, skeletal cavalry from the undead race finally appears!
Small blue soul fire flakes.
Or rather.
It should be a piece of skeleton cavalry, walking out of the black fog condensed by the death sky.
The sound of the horse's hooves hitting the sand made a dull sound. The same skeleton warhorse wearing rotten armor, holding rotten weapons, and staring at the fire of the soul under his crotch.
The two sides face each other along the edge of the golden light and black mist.
"A lot."
Bandak leaned over and said softly, "Over 10,000."
"Hmm." Kant nodded.
The skeletal cavalry in front form a regular rectangular formation.
A piece of black.
Looking carefully to the depths of the black fog, the looming figure added to the horror of this group of skeleton cavalry.
I can't tell how many are there.
Even in the golden light, the skeleton cavalry that has entered the sentry oasis already has a scale of more than 8,000, and the spears are like a dense forest. Even if it is a rotten black, it still carries a cruel killing intent.
This is one of the backbones of the gods in ancient times, a knight group composed of gods.
Thousands of years have passed.
But turned into an evil undead skeleton and reappeared in this world as the dead!
"It's just that the current world is not what you used to know."
The corners of Kant's mouth twitched slightly.
These undead have finally brought their main force out.
This is exactly what he wants to see. Even if his troops are weak, he has no fear of the upcoming decisive battle, the upcoming cavalry group hedging!
"Want to charge?"
Bandak asks.
"Wait." Kant shook his head: "This is not a good time."
Bandak shrugs: "Wait until they all come out?"
"That's right."
The corners of Kant's mouth curled up: "Wait for them to come out."
Despite the increasing number of skeleton cavalry, Kant is truly fearless.
Even Bandak is not nervous, but his eyes are a little dignified, and he has a tactical face towards the remaining enemies in the sky of death.
Strategically you can defy the enemy.
But tactically.
The lion must fight the rabbit with all his strength!
Besides, the Swadian heavy cavalry, armed to the teeth even with their horses and men, can be called an invincible crush as long as they are in a charge state and face the enemy head-on!
Even if the number of this group of skeleton cavalry is larger, they are still not afraid. The heavy cavalry group in the charging state will not be intercepted so easily. Will not be crushed by heavy cavalry!
As long as the terrain is suitable, the heavy cavalry can really do whatever they want!
And here.
Kant's Sentinel Oasis.
The battlefield of his chosen decisive battle.
The terrain is perfect!
Kant's eyes were fixed on the increasing number of skeleton cavalry ahead.
The face was calm, and instead of being timid, there was a bit of sarcasm in the eyes, even if the skeleton cavalry slowly walked out of the sky of death, including the death knight who gradually appeared in the cavalry group, it was all with sarcasm eyes.
It's as if the winning ticket is in hand!
"I have a hole card."
Kant groans softly.
The crotch steed stepped forward, leading the royal knights, knights and heavy cavalry behind him.
A sturdy heavy cone-head lance has been erected.
And more are the military spears in the hands of heavy cavalry, standing like thin woods, including the 2.5-meter spears in the hands of desert robbers, which look like lush vegetation.
In terms of momentum, the Kant army, which has less than 3,700 people, is no weaker than the tens of thousands of skeleton cavalry!
In the face of strong quality.
If it wasn't an absolute numerical advantage, it would be useless!
The group of Skeleton Troopers is getting closer.
It has even completely occupied Kant, almost all the borders of the sentry oasis, even the entire "Drehem" castle, are mobilized because of the large number of skeleton cavalry.
Eighty percent of Vykian archers and Swadian crossbowmen have come to the north wall.
Including those civilians.
All have been nervously on standby.
Perhaps they're thinking badly about the consequences, but as long as the bottom Kant's cavalry are frustrated, then these civilians will turn into armed militias at the bell, rushing out with spears and taking their lives to meet their supreme lord.
This is their duty as territorial citizens, as armed militiamen, to choose loyalty!
But they thought too much.
Just as this group of civilians gathered, the gold-cast disc above their heads moved slightly.
The sun disc is adjusting its position. The original huge disc, suspended 50 meters above the sky, releases golden light like a small sun, allowing the infinite streamer to flow in the sun's sacred pattern.
Now, at the very center of the sun disc, the point where countless sun patterns converge has been aimed at the north side.
Like an eye.
Circular.
Eyes formed by the entanglement of sacred patterns.
Perhaps in the eyes that once represented the sun **** and the majesty of the sun god, it was the most sacred.
But now, according to Kant's will, with this sacred eye, it finally aimed at the group of skeleton cavalry that was slowly appearing and gradually pressing over from the north.
The corners of Kant's mouth are slightly upturned, which is his trump card.
It's also where his confidence lies.
【Special Effect ⑤Purification Pulse: After a magical repair, the solar disc can release a pulse containing extremely positive energy once a week, purifying any target and erasing it from the world. Note: The power is extremely powerful, please use it with caution. ]
And that group of skeleton cavalry is growing in number.
The death knight also appears.
The pervasive aura of death penetrated into the golden light and began to spread towards Kant and the others.
Finally the sun blooms!
"Come on!"
Kant takes a momentary breath.
Slightly cool gas entered his lungs, and then the sword of the king, which had been clenched tightly in his hand, moved forward, and the warhorse under his crotch had a consonance, and with a neigh, he rushed forward: "All charge!"
Behind 50 royal knights, 300 knights, 1300 heavy cavalry, 2000 desert robbers also forward.
The neighing of the warhorses continued.
Suddenly, it was obscured by the sound like a flood.
"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom-"
The sound of horse hooves.
The entire Sentinel Oasis appears to be shaking.
The rock mass built by the "Drehem" castle next to it is shaking slightly.
The cavalry group, mainly heavy cavalry, began to charge, and the mighty flood finally broke down the dam, and began to break through all obstacles in a short period of time, and began to charge as far as they could.
It's sweeping!
But in this wave that swept everything, the golden light was even brighter.
"Purge pulse."
Kant's system of instant communication between thoughts.
With his determination, a power that seemed to come from ancient times and belonged to the sun **** finally appeared.
On the huge sun disc above the head, a golden streamer bloomed instantly, and the patterns carved on the entire disc were immediately filled with the golden light formed by positive energy, and finally filled the pattern along the pattern in just a few dozen breaths. can finish.
"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom"
And Kant and his heavy cavalry have also entered the state of charging at this time!
The medal on the chest glows softly.
The flags held high in the hands of the royal knights next to it were fluttering in the wind.
"Woo-"
The horn is blown.
The morale of the many cavalrymen was lifted.
But just above the head, a slender golden light instantly appeared, directly piercing the black fog in the north, directly piercing the thick sky of death, and finally rushed out of the far north.
But this is not the end.
Just the beginning.
The slender golden light is only the thickness of a thumb~IndoMTL.com~ It looks like a slender embroidery needle from below.
But then, on the sun disk, the lines that appear to be scorpions instantly turned into bright lights, and the infinite positive energy gathered, with unparalleled strength, and finally descended into this space.
“Call—”
The 20-meter thick golden light turned into a pulse, and instantly rushed out in the direction of the slender golden light.
The power of howling is infinite.
Positive energy is condensed, rolled, bloomed, and exploded in it!
Even the void is driven by the scorching positive energy to raise a piece of high temperature.
But just in front of Kant and the others, the dense canopy of death was dissipated like this, and the whole world seemed to have re-entered the dawn of dawn, and the sun in the sky had been shrouded again.
Including the group of skeleton cavalry who started to set themselves on fire because of endless positive energy!