Dragon Skeleton - Chapter612

One man and one horse were at the forefront, followed by Lambas's recently reorganized cavalry regiment, the "Hand of God"!

The commander of this cavalry regiment was Paladin Wail, who had just recovered from his injuries.

Looking at the many figures charging in front of him, this paladin who had survived several battles could not help but feel a sense of pride — "Pain cannot defeat me.

Fate cannot defeat me! "

Wail raised his lance high, and the flag bearer behind him raised the war flag with a golden fist printed on it. At the moment of charging, he shouted out the greatest realization he had gained in his life today.

"The holy light is eternal!"

It was still the same slogan, but when these knights shouted it again, their blood was boiling, and they pressed forward with indomitable will.

Two thousand knights were divided into more than fifty flag regiments. Most of these newly reorganized knights were new recruits who had not been on the battlefield many times. Because of the hasty recruitment, their riding skills were not considered excellent. Compared to the "Flame of Light" Knights that Wail had served before, this hastily formed cavalry could be said to be weaker by more than thirty percent.

But even so, Lambas did not give any explanation. He only said one sentence, and Wail did not have any objections —

"Wherever I charge, you will follow."

The atmosphere on the battlefield was a little strange. The huge army was like a ferocious tiger that had fallen into a swamp, while the small group that was attacking from afar was like a lone wolf that had shrunk in size. With a decisive aura, they ruthlessly tore at the immobile ferocious tiger!

Just before Lambas's army came into contact with the Abyss army, Elder Sandinaran on the city wall suddenly swung his arm under his long robe sleeves, and his slender fingers pointed at many positions!

A weak light suddenly shone in the sky into the army that was like a torrent of steel. Then, many of the soldiers in the lead directly collided with the Abyss army!

It seemed that there was only one person, one spear, and one horse. But when many suddenly stretched out their Nibelungen Spears, the air in front of them distorted violently!

The release of the power of the rule was more violent than any other time.

A series of octagonal transparent 'shields' appeared in front of him. They were stacked on top of each other and were of different sizes. The moment he thrust his lance forward, the shields contracted like a compressed spring and exploded in front of him!

Many of the paths in front of them were opened up by an invisible force. The enemies struggling on the ground did not even have time to react before they were smashed into smithereens by the power of the natural order!

It was hard to imagine how much power this was. Suddenly, there was a huge cloud of blood mist in the sky, but not a single body part could be recognized!

After they had opened up a path, the cavalry regiment that followed behind realized that there was not much they could do. Not many of the enemies were still standing!

All they needed to do was trample them to death with the hooves of their steel-armored warhorses!

What was even more amazing was that when they approached the area that was supposed to be covered by vines, the vines suddenly drilled into the ground, leaving only the half-dead or dead enemies behind …

A one-sided massacre!

And the enemies did not even have the strength to fight back!

Many of the lances did not have much effect. He was just using them to release his power. The path in front of him was extremely normal. The lance in his hand was no longer bombarding the enemies in front of him like before. He was wearing a full set of armor and with the help of his warhorse, he was unstoppable. Behind him, Wale did not touch anyone at all. But when he rushed into the center of the Abyss Army, many figures disappeared.

The lances of the knights did not hit anyone. After the warhorses passed by, the Trolls who followed behind were the real killers of this battle!

The speed of the Trolls was astonishing. Ordinary Trolls could not reach such a speed even with their huge bodies covered in heavy armor. One could imagine what kind of devil training these big guys had gone through during Oditore's daily training …

Wale unsheathed his scimitar and stabbed at every enemy under his feet in a straight line.

Only one stab.

The powerful strength and the momentum brought by the slash would usually result in a limb being broken. There was no other adjective that could describe the cruel and cold-blooded style of the Troll Warriors — they were the harvesters of the battlefield!

What was more terrifying was that the enemies who had not been attacked were still entangled by the vines as if they were prisoners on death row.

But it was obvious that such a huge army could not be made up of only low-level soldiers as cannon fodder.

When the silhouettes appeared in the air, the few sorcerers who had just managed to get rid of the vines widened their eyes in horror. Three seventh-level arcanists had cast their best spells from different directions. The light that was supposed to be beautiful looked so pale under the sunlight, just like how powerless the sorcerers who were standing in front of the buildings were to put up a futile resistance.

Level seven Arcanists were synonymous with being undefeatable when they first came to this world. Back then, that level six Arcanist Chris had beaten many of them to the point where they could not even defend themselves.

However, all of this was now a thing of the past. When he coldly looked at the three rays of light flying straight at him and casually took out the long rifle from his space ring, everything was already over.

The sound of the explosion rang out. They did not even bother to see what damage their magic had caused. The three Arcanists simultaneously chose to run away without any hesitation. As spellcasters with keen senses, they almost immediately concluded that the person in front of them was not someone they could deal with.

But obviously, Many did not give them the chance. The rifle that had not been used for a long time had become a terrifying long-range killer with Many's increasingly fine control of the power of law.

Facing the mages who had already run more than three hundred meters away, Many pulled the bolt of the rifle in a practiced manner and casually pulled the trigger in the distance. Then, without looking far away, he pulled the bolt a second time, and pulled the trigger again … And then a third time …

Before the three explosions in the air had dispersed, Many Arcanists had already aimed in another direction. A brawny warrior who seemed to be holding a giant axe instinctively wanted to use his axe to block the black muzzle of the gun. However, he found that the bullet had actually passed through the blade of the axe without any delay …

"Pfft!"

The headless corpse fell straight down. The level nine warlord had died an abnormally quick death.

All the obstacles that could possibly stop the cavalry and the ogres' charge were almost completely wiped out by a single person. He appeared and reappeared in the entire Chaos Abyss army formation like a ghost. The cavalry's charge was unhindered from beginning to end, and wherever the ogres passed through, not a single one of them was left alive.

The cavalry, which was most likely to suffer casualties, only had a few accidents due to Athena's halo. The entire army had pierced through the entire formation of the Abyss army without any delay. In just one charge, the enemy had lost more than two thousand people!

Such a ratio was definitely exaggerated. Although a single charge did not cause too many fatal blows due to the disadvantage in numbers, it had a devastating effect on the morale of the Abyss soldiers!

After days of not being able to take down the enemy, coupled with two forbidden spells and the trampling of the cavalry, this seemingly menacing army was completely like a paper tiger. Their morale had completely collapsed!

As Elder Sandinaran stopped chanting, the soldiers who were not attacked on the battlefield crawled up like stray dogs and ran towards the headquarters in the distance!