She Is Not a Witch Chapter 31: The battlefield in memory (2)

In the cold morning mist, the horseshoes made of steel smashed the gravel on the ground, carrying high-speed impact, and the red and black lances rushed through the fog, piercing the soldiers in front of them like red and black lightning. . The tip of the gun was slightly slanted upward, and directly tore the opponent with the impact of the cavalry.

These elite cavalry directly under the central empire, each equipped with high-end extraordinary weapons and armor, can be described as armed to the teeth, even if some muskets are fired head-on, they can only shoot out sporadic sparks and cannot stop their advancement. .

After rushing into the city, the Blood Spear Knights divided into several groups in an orderly manner, shuttled through the streets, piercing and tearing the foreseeable Crancia soldiers, and dragging the corpse like a blood-red paint on the ground. They are highly professional soldiers, extremely cruel, have a firm will like steel, and strictly follow discipline.

In just ten minutes, the streets in this city were full of corpses, and other Croatian soldiers had to retreat to some fortified strongholds, which also separated them.

Faced with such a situation, Dulce was not surprised. He stood still on the open space in the middle of the city and waved again to make his subordinates stop temporarily.

"Let the subsequent troops deal with the scene, and others will follow me."

"Yes!" Instructed the knight to answer.

Immediately, the two black and red knights rode their horses to inform the auxiliary army that arrived behind, and then Dulce led the members of the Blood Gun Knights directly across the city from Central Street, straight to the station outside Lancia.

As soon as they were released, these cavalrymen were efficient and orderly. The Imperial officers watching the battle couldn't help but sigh. They are indeed the most shining generals in the empire, and no one can match them.

On the rain-soaked wilderness, these black and red cavalry stepped across the muddy grassland to the station in Lancia.

Because of the previous attack, there are only a small number of defenders in the garrison, and the defense is insufficient. No one expected such a sudden situation. After all, in the first half an hour, there was good news in the city. The battlefield was being cleaned, the remnants were cleared, and the work was ready to take over. I didn't want everything to change so fast.

The horses and fences arranged in front of the camp were directly punctured by these galloping cavalry. The spatter of wood chips and debris hit the guards’ faces, which made people feel painful. They held their muskets and fired at these attacking enemies, but the bullets shot into the fog without any response.

Those black and red cavalry who stepped on the muddy raid in the morning mist ignored the feeble attack and directly smashed the obstacles encountered in the path. They stepped on the blocked corpses, and the blood-stained spears tore the camp. In the tent in the middle, many auxiliary personnel were easily harvested like wheat, blood was splashed in the cold wind, and all the materials were turned into torches during the raid, and bursts of smoke were burned.

In front of the command post in the central part, the guards that could not be withdrawn formed a steel shield wall, and a spear and a magic crystal spear protruded from the shield, like a hedgehog, without breaking the fire.

Short-blazing flames rose from the muzzle from time to time, and enchanted crimson-gold bullets shot on the armor of the cavalry, shooting out blood and flames.

Different from ordinary muskets, these guard soldiers have the elite magic crystal guns made in the alchemy workshop, and now they have finally caused casualties to these black and red cavalry.

It's just that the number of such magic crystal guns is still too small, and loading is also a problem.

After one round of firing, these swift and cruel cavalry came in an instant, and Dulce took the lead.

The body of the spear made of extraordinary blood steel draws a frightening arc in the hands of the star, and then stabs forward, and the tip of the spear flashes seven spear flowers like a flower blooming, directly piercing through the obstacles in front of him. The shield, spear, magic crystal spear, and body encountered were cut and pierced into pieces.

Then the iron hoof stepped over the debris and debris on the ground, went straight into it, and instantly tore the defensive line. Before the garrison commander had time to issue an order, these powerful cavalry began a new round of killing.

After a few breaths, General Antar fell into a pool of blood unwillingly, still holding the hilt of the drawn sword tightly in his hand, but unfortunately his neck was pierced and he could no longer speak.

Dumping all the blood from the tip of the gun, Dulce stood in this Crancia camp and looked back. Behind him stood a group of cleaned black and red knights, and the ground was full of the corpses of Crancia officers.

"Let's go." He turned on his horse, no longer paying attention to the dead bodies on the ground.

"No."

Subsequently, more flames ignited in the camp, and this military camp where tens of thousands of people were originally stationed also ignited a raging flame in the thick smoke, drying the cold dew on the grass.

With his back to these flames, this black and red cavalry is ready to set off again for the next battlefield.

But at this moment, a sobbing and desolate horn sounded from afar, and then a heavy hoof sound was also conveyed from the ground under the feet.

Dulcillo looked at the other side of the field unexpectedly, he raised his hand, and stopped his intention to leave for the time being.

"Stay here, ready to fight."

"Yes!"

A crowd of thousands of black and red cavalry lined up on the small hill, watching the direction where the noise was approaching.

Some tall figures appeared in the morning mist, and among these figures, the crimson flags were also particularly eye-catching.

Different from the rose-like bright red of the Canghong Empire, nor the dark red of the Baska red and black, this red seems to be dyed with plant stems and leaves, simple and sedimentary, and has a kind of wear-resistant A sense of simplicity.

Suddenly, those figures broke out of the morning mist and appeared in everyone's eyes.

The heavy-duty, about two meters high, immediately supported an orc in a heavy armor, holding a giant axe and a halberd, and wearing a red cloak behind them, stepping through the mist and mud.

These warriors from the grasslands belong to the Parade of the Red Flames. They were built by imitating the parading knights of the Madfang Empire, but now they have a completely different style from the past.

In order to maintain the stability of the grasslands and establish a new, unified and just order, they are elite orcs carefully selected from various tribes. While ensuring their strength, they also allow them to accept a good military uniform. Education, so that it has a very high military literacy.

In order to commemorate the great achievements of Elani, the daughter of fire, the cloaks they used were all dyed with the rhizomes of Nasi red clover, like a warm and tranquil flame, guarding this cold and barren world~IndoMTL.com~When these have When the army of steel will and discipline appeared, the morning mist also slowly dissipated like a flame, showing this army with the name of flame to the eyes of the world.

They lined up in a neat line like a wave. The Milhua heavy horses more than two meters high under the hips are nearly 900 kilograms, and each cavalry is dressed in heavy armor, like a heavy tank, forming a undulating red flame. The wall pushed towards the enemy. As the horse's hooves stepped on, the ground also left deep pits recessed, making the sound of hooves that made one's heart trembling.

These orc cavalrymen riding heavy brown and gray horses, panting heavily, spit out white mist from the gap in the helmet, and through the narrow horizon, their gray-blue eyes stared at the black and red group in front of them. Enemy.

Faced with this powerful enemy, these orcs did not have the madness and ignorance of the past, but were calm and quiet, quiet and chilling.

"Red flames, line up!" The heavy battle axe was raised high, and these cavalry in madder capes changed positions during the movement. Within a few seconds, sharp triangular fronts appeared in the wilderness.

With the extraordinary cores in the body running at full force, the orc cavalry in this wilderness is like a bunch of flames, connecting into a sea of ​​crimson, which undulates and spreads with the heights of the wilderness.

"A commendable opponent, let's get started."

Dulce held up the shining black and red lance, and leaped down from the hill on his horse, leading the cavalry behind him like a long and narrow black sword to stab the enemy line.

In the face of the sea of ​​crimson flames sweeping the earth, they have more swift speed and penetrating power. Under the leadership of the star, they are like vigorous and fierce black dragons, running toward the sweeping lava waves.

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