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

"Is this the end?" The cold light was dazzling, but Bai Ou was at a loss. He heard the sound of his bones being broken, and then his whole body flew out heavily, his whole body aching, and the red blood was 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, and the girl in the red dress waiting for him 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 of blood spinning around, thinking of the name of his best friend, Bai Ou's **** young mouth showed a wry smile, his eyes dilated, and his body fell on his back.

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

The illusion receded, the real situation reflected in his **** 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 up In midair, a pillar of blood spurted out of the headless body, the corpse was still running forward,

The Normandy 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 are crushed from the front of the entire queue, countless Nongcha also greeted him with a mortal decisiveness,

In these chaotic pictures, he saw a tall back figure covered with blood, hiding 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 with the spear that came out, it sprayed his face behind him and cursed himself, exactly This person shouted out

"Wallal!"

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

There is no doubt that the person who broke the bone is not himself, but Valal. "Hurry and kill him! Are you happy if I really die?" The **** Valal turned his head in pain. 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 had 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 frantically 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 death!"

Holding up high, Baiou can even see the smug grin of the Normandy cavalry's mouth. As long as the flail falls, Valaler, who is nailed to the gun, must be the end of his head.

Bai Ou was like a spring installed. At a speed that could not cover his ears, he picked up a broken agricultural fork from the ground and threw it at the throat of the heavy cavalry. He knew it was for the head. Department activities are convenient,

The armor of the cavalry in the throat area is generally the ring-type soft-lock armor. From the previous situation of piercing a cavalry with a single arrow, the soft-lock armor of the format hoop is the most afraid of sharp piercing. , "Yeah"

Sure enough, this Norman heavy cavalry had to stop the flail that was about to be shot down, and panicked raised the cavalry shield on his left hand to block the sharp fork that shè toward his throat. In his eyes, he focused on these humble Salander slaves. His life is not worth fighting for an advanced knight like himself. Nongcha hit the solid half-curved shield without any suspense, making a crisp sound, and then bounced to the side.

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

As if by magic, a sharp long arrow has been hung on the bowstring, "Go to death!" As if mastering the master of life and death, the moment Baiou laid down on the Normandy heavy cavalry shield, **** jerked. I let go of the half-moon-like bowstring, and the cold light from the arrow clusters flashed out like electricity. "Pouch" The arrow has no suspense, and with a bone-thinning chill, it enters the throat of the Norman heavy cavalry with a face full of incredible gods , The close-range impact force made this tower-like heavy-duty knight leaned back because of the impact. "Despicable... home... guy!"

This 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 the shè in his hand and pierced 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 shè going out, has already used up all his strength, and Valalle has already lost too much blood, and his whole body is kneeling on the ground. If this Normandy The knight is not dead,

With just one hand, you can chop both off. "Plop". Fortunately, after a few seconds, this brave Norman heavy cavalry, riding on the body of the war horse, finally lost his balance. Rolling down from the top, the horse stopped by the side because it suddenly lost its owner. He stretched out his wet tongue and licked it and fell to the ground. The master who didn't respond at all" got on the horse, hurry up! "Valal covered in blood! , I violently pushed Bai Ou La, 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! "Bai Ou reached out to him immediately, all around. It was the Norman cavalry slashed. The queue of the fugitives was completely broken up by the deed formation. The corpses were all over the field. The fugitives who lost their formation fell down like slicing wheatgrass, "I can't go."

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

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

A Norman cavalry **** sè excitedly yelled, stepping down his beloved horse as if he had a premonition, rushing left and right uncontrollable, at this moment he heard strange noises from above his head amidst the chaotic noise. "What is it"

The Norman Cavalry raised his head blankly, chuckles." The sharp arrow pierced deep into his chest, one, two..., blood was splashing, and his body had not fallen down and the horse had been fully inserted. More than a dozen arrow clusters, **** metal arrows emerged from his back, the cold metal luster mixed with his blood, and the corpse fell to the ground along with the horse under the crotch. "Wow!" Whoosh! Whoosh! "Similar to his situation, more than a dozen Norman cavalry who were chasing the fugitives to slaughter them were also sacked by arrows," What's the situation? "

Bai Ouleng took a moment. Following the direction of the arrow cluster, he saw the cavalry in black armor constantly appearing from the heights of the wilderness hills not far away. These cavalry had cold and sharp spears in their hands, and they carried them behind them. The weird big bow, slowly moving forward,

Baiou saw that a Normandy cavalry was hit by such an arrow, and the powerful white short crossbow pierced his lungs. He didn't die for a while, he kept spitting out pink foam in his mouth, and he lowered his head and leaned against a rock, breathing heavily.

"The enemy!"

The Norman cavalry was in a panic and couldn't continue chasing and killing them. They wanted to escape, but the black armored cavalry on the opposite side didn't 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 shone like a bead. The Norman cavalry were light knights. Once they were hit by the horses, they marked a stream of blood, hissed from the horse and fell to the ground.

Where is Bai Ou’s whole person standing, he wants to run, but he doesn’t know where to go. These sudden appearance of black cavalry makes it difficult for people to develop a sense of resistance. They are completely suppressed. Feel,

The same feeling as him. There are more than a dozen refugees who survived. They are exhausted, everyone is wounded, and they can only squat desperately in the face of the black armored cavalry who was killed suddenly. On the ground, waiting to be chopped off his head,

The black armored cavalry swept over like a hurricane~IndoMTL.com~ Bai Ou closed his eyes in pain and waited for the last moment to come. "Are you all from Salander?" A familiar local accent came. 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. The gods of these black cavalry were very strange and seemed not hostile, but what made him feel the soul shake the most. Yes,

He saw a lot of black armored cavalry with a piece of white gauze wrapped on their heads, and they looked very beautiful in the wind, like a battle flag. This is the custom of Sarand Mamunuk knights. "We are all Salanders!"

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, "I am honored, brave. Soldiers, we are also Salanders! Our powerful army has landed and you will be able to go home soon. "The cavalry commander on the opposite side suddenly gave them a Salander salute with a smile on the corner of his mouth. The round Salander said, "Hurrah!" The survivors made a cheering voice, and Bai Ou couldn't help but shed tears in the wind. He realized that in this cruel winter, he smelled the scent of flowers from Salander. Everything is like chūn facing the earth

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