Power and Empire Chapter 1278: The Battle of Normandy (3)

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　　"Is this going to end?"

　　

　　 The cold light was dazzling, but Bai Ou was at a loss. He heard the sound of his bones breaking, and then his whole body flew out heavily, his whole body aching, and the bright red blood directly blurred his retina,

　　

　　"Sarand, my hometown!"

　　

　　 Bai Ou felt that his life was disappearing quickly, and the path in the family garden full of purple-red helichrysum appeared in his mind, as well as the girl in the red dress waiting for herself at the end of the path. At this moment, He is full of nostalgic homesickness, nostalgia for the paths he walked through in his childhood, the big banyan tree with his name inscribed, and those beautiful times without war, blood, and hunger,

　　

　　 "Akira, I let you down!" Looking at the **** world spinning around, thinking of the names of his best friends, the **** young white Ou smiled wryly at the corners of his mouth, his eyes scattered, and his body fell on his back.

　　

　　 "Bai Ou! What are you in a daze, don't you kill him soon!" A stern curse suddenly made him wake up,

　　

　　 The phantom receded, the real situation reflected in his blood-colored eyes, there was no garden, and no girl in red dress, surrounded by companions chased by the Norman cavalry, he saw a companion’s head flying In the upper half of the sky, a pillar of blood was ejected from the headless body, and the body was still running forward,

　　

　　Normanqing cavalry has completely rushed in. There are fierce melee and fights everywhere. The cold light of the weapons of both sides continues to bring blood, and the heavy horses with violent whistling noises crushed from the front of the entire queue. , Countless agricultural forks also greeted them with mortal decisiveness,

　　

　　In these chaotic pictures, he saw a tall, **** back, blocking in front of him, tall and even completely blocking the light in front of him,

　　

　　 The sharp point of the spear pierced from the back of this body, thick blood mixed with bone scum, and the spear that came out, sprayed his face behind him, and cursed himself. This person called it out

　　

　　 "Wallal!"

　　

　　 Bai Ou felt a **** surge, from the strength of the opponent’s superior head, Bai Ou recognized at a glance who was the man who pushed himself away and blocked the fatal shot for himself at a critical moment.

　　

　　 There is no doubt that the person who broke the bone is not himself, but Valal,

　　

　　" Don’t kill him soon! Are you happy if I really die?" Valaler turned his head in pain and shouted at him who was half sitting on the ground in a daze,

　　

　　 At this moment, Baiou discovered that Valalle’s sturdy hands were gripping the spear that the Norman heavy cavalry pierced into his body. The pain on his face was full of big beads of sweat rolling down, and the Normandy The heavy cavalry is hurriedly looking for a second weapon, wanting to kill the fugitive who has entangled him,

　　

　　In just a few seconds, a pair of heavy iron flail was held in the hands of the Norman heavy cavalry.

　　

　　"Go to hell!"

　　

　　 held high, Baiou could even see the smug grin on the corner of the Normandy cavalry's mouth, at the very moment, as long as the flail fell, Valaler, who was nailed to the gun, would be the end of his head blooming

　　

　　 Bai Ou was like a spring. At a speed that could not cover his ears, he picked up a broken agricultural fork from the ground and threw it at the heavy cavalry’s throat. He knew that for Convenient head movement,

　　

　　The armor of the cavalry in the throat area is generally a ring-type soft lock. From the situation of a cavalry with an arrow before, the most feared of the soft lock of the format hoop is the sharp thorns. Wear,

　　

　　"Bi 啷"

　　

　　Sure enough, this Norman heavy cavalry had to stop the flail that was about to be shot down, and panickedly raised the cavalry shield on his left hand to block the sharp fork that shot at his throat. In his eyes, these humble Salanders The life of the slave is not worth the fight of an advanced knight like himself. The Nongcha hit the solid half-curved shield without any suspense, making a crisp sound, and then bounced to the side.

　　

　　 In these short few seconds, Bai Ou, who was already strong enough, quickly opened the cavalry longbow in his hand according to the family secret, "creaking" with a crisp sound, and the bowstring was held by Bai Ou in the shortest one second. Pull down the apex in time,

　　

　　 Like magic, a sharp long arrow has been hung on the bowstring,

　　

　　"Go to death! "As if he has mastered the rule of life and death, the moment Baiou lay down on the Normandy heavy cavalry shield, **** violently let go of the half-moon bowstring, and the cold light from the arrow clusters was like an electric flash. Out,

　　

　　" 噗 噗"The arrow has no suspense, and with a bone-thinning chill, it shot into the throat of the Norman heavy cavalry with an unbelievable look. The close impact made this tower-like heavy knight I leaned back because my body was hit

　　

　　"Despicable.. Despicable.. Mouth. Home.

　　

　　. Partner! "

　　

　　 The Norman heavy cavalry looked at him with bulging eyes, and he said something in Normandy. Maybe he didn't believe it. He was so worthless to die. He held his hand and shot through his throat. The tail of the arrow cluster seems to want to pull out the arrow cluster,

　　

　　 The bravery of this Norman knight made Bai Ou’s scalp numb,

　　

　　 The arrow just now, from pulling the bow to shooting it out, has already used up all his strength in his whole body, and Valal has already lost too much blood, and his whole body is kneeling on the ground. The Norman Knights are not dead,

　　

　　 With just one hand, you can chop off both recognitions.

　　

　　"Plop". Fortunately, after a few seconds, this intrepid Normandy heavy cavalry, riding on the body of the war horse, eventually rolled down from above because of loss of balance, and the horse suddenly lost its owner. Stopped next to him, stretched out his wet tongue, licked it and fell to the ground, completely unresponsive owner

　　

　　" Get on the horse, hurry up! "Valal, covered in blood, slammed Bai Oula, who was still bending over and panting, and tried his best to push the de-strength Bai Ou on the horse that lost his master

　　

　　" Come up, let's go together! "Baiou reached out to him on the horse, surrounded by hacked Norman cavalry, the queue of the fugitives was completely broken up by the deed formation, the corpses were all over the field, and the team was lost. A fugitive in shape, falling like a split wheatgrass,

　　

　　"I can't go"

　　

　　 Valal smiled to Bai Ou on the horse, covered the pierced wound with his right hand, covered in blood, his body knelt on the ground again, coughing, broken internal organs and blood kept coming out of his mouth Come and say, "Remember what I said to you, don't give up anyway, and go back with our hope!"

　　

　　"No Lale!"

　　

　　 Bai Ou cried out in pain, tears like broken beads, could not help but come out of his eyes that he believed to be dry, Valalle's body fell heavily on the wasteland, the bright red blood stained the bottom A **** quagmire formed in the snowy area of ​​China. The surrounding area was completely chaotic. The Normandy cavalry ran into a rampage, and most of the fugitives were killed and injured.

　　

　　"Kill everyone!"

　　

　　 A Norman cavalry shouted with excitement, stepping down his beloved horse as if he had a premonition, and bumping left and right was uncontrollable. At this moment, he heard strange noises from above his head amidst the chaotic noise. ,

　　

　　"What is it"

　　

　　 The Normandy cavalry raised his head blankly, and puffed." The sharp arrow pierced deeply into his chest, one, two...

　　

　　. . . . , Blood was splattered, his corpse hadn't fallen down. A dozen arrow clusters had been inserted into his horse. Bloody metal arrows emerged from his back. The cold metal luster mixed with his blood. The corpse and the crotch Of war horses fell to the ground together

　　

　　"Whoo!. 叟!. 叟! "Similar to his situation, more than a dozen Norman cavalry who were chasing the fugitives to slaughter were also shot down with intensive arrows.

　　

　　"What's the situation?"

　　

　　 Bai Ouleng, following the direction of the arrows, he saw the cavalry in black armor constantly appearing from the heights of the wilderness hills not far away. These cavalry have cold and sharp spears in their hands and carry them behind them. The weird big bow, slowly moving forward,

　　

　　 Baiou saw that a Normandy cavalry was shot by such an arrow, and the powerful white short crossbow arrow shot through his lungs. He was not dead for a while, with pink foam in his mouth, and he lowered his head and leaned against a rock, breathing heavily.

　　

　　 "enemy!"

　　

　　The Norman cavalry panicked and couldn’t continue chasing them. They wanted to escape, but the black armored cavalry on the opposite side did not seem to let them off. The extremely fast light cavalry also ran out from the black armored cavalry queue. , They used weird longbows on the war horses, and the arrows were shot out like beads. The Norman cavalry were light knights. Once they were shot, they marked a stream of blood, long hissing from the war horse and fell to the ground.

　　

　　 Bai Ou was completely standing there. He wanted to run, but he didn’t know where to run. These black cavalry suddenly appeared, making it difficult for people to develop a sense of resistance. They were absolutely suppressed. Feel,

　　

　　 had the same feeling as him, and there were more than a dozen refugees who survived. They were exhausted, everyone was wounded, and faced with the suddenly killed black cavalry, they could only squat on the ground in despair and wait. To be chopped off his head,

　　

　　The black armored cavalry rolled over like a hurricane, Bai Ou closed his eyes in pain~IndoMTL.com~waiting for the last moment to come

　　

　　"Are you all from Salander?" A familiar local accent came, and Bai Ou's body shook slightly, and he couldn't believe his ears at all.

　　

　　 He opened his eyes and saw that the black cavalry group had stopped nearby and surrounded them in the middle. These black armored cavalry looked strange and seemed not hostile, and what made him feel the most soul shock was,

　　

　　He saw a lot of black armored cavalry with a piece of white gauze on their heads. They look good in the wind, like a battle flag. This is the customary dress of the Sarand Mamunuk knights.

　　

　　"We are all Sarandians!"

　　

　　 Among the survivors, some people responded boldly, the air was quiet and terrible, no one knew what the consequences of this sentence would be, and it was not the case that they were not captured by other lords in the past,

　　

　　" It’s an honor, brave warriors, we are also Sarandians! Our powerful army has landed, and you will be able to go home soon." The cavalry commander on the opposite side suddenly made a Salander’s Li, with a smile at the corner of his mouth, said in a rounded Salan German,

　　

　　" Long live! "The survivors made cheers, and Bai Ou's tears couldn't help flying in the wind. He realized that in this cruel winter, he smelled the scent of flowers from Salander, everything was like spring. Earth

　　

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