Conquest

    Chapter 392 [Tatara ** division's fame battle]

    Irendt slammed in the water for a while, just as the poor guy's mind became blurred, and finally, in the water, a powerful big hand came over and grabbed Irent's hair and killed him. Dragged up! Then one hand hugged him from behind him through his armpit, then hugged him out of the water.

    “Whoa!

    When he turned ashore, Irendton turned over and rushed, and barely opened his eyes. There was a man beside him, the veteran who reminded himself before.

    The veteran’s face with a fortunate smile, gasping and laughing: “Lord, fortunately, my water is good. The people who came out of the 6th Army are all on the mountain. If you are here, you are here today. Just confessed."

    Irendt understood that the other party saved himself, and he was very grateful and gasped: "Brother, life-saving kindness, I am in my heart, and I must repay you in the future!"

    "It’s all brothers in the army. They are blocked from each other on the battlefield. Lord is very heavy."

    Irende barely sat up, and heard a whistling whistle behind him, looking back, and suddenly the whole body was weak.

    A large number of Odin troops have rushed to the other side of the river and shouted at the other side.

    There was originally a small wooden bridge on the river. Just after the retreat of the Valentry by Ilente, the pile of the bridge had already been hand-footed according to the original plan. Once the cavalry crossed the bridge, the wooden stakes were taken. The entire bridge collapsed.

    The Odin people chased the river on the other side, but there was no bridge, and they could not cross the river in a hurry.

    The Odin people on the other side are anxiously drinking. Although the river is not wide, the Odin warrior of the whole body armor is not easy to swim. Moreover, the Odin who grows in the snow and ice of the Northland is not good at swimming.

    Morka has been anxiously ordered to let his men immediately find a way to cross the river. Some horse-riding Odin cavalry are busy on the shore of the horses, and they are ready to ride.

    "Lord, this river is not too wide or too deep, can't stop the Odin people for how long, we have to go as planned."The veteran took Illentra up. When Irunt looked back, he saw that his big white horse was next to him. It turned out that the horse was over, the whole body was wet, but it was safe and sound, but the butt was poked by Erente, still bleeding. .

    Irent used to hold the reins, the original heart annoyed, after all, the horse rushed into the river let himself nearly drowned, but on the other hand, looking at the other side of the Odin people, he finally sighed, touched the horse nose, sighed: "Horse, horse ah, although you let me almost drown, but also saved my life, not you jump, I was caught on the other side by the Odin people. We are even out. ”

    Someone on the other side of the Odin people had taken off their armor and coats, and tried to sneak into the water. There were also some anxious guys who lost their weights and hurriedly urged the horses to walk into the river.

    A tall Odin young man with a piece of armor, is screaming and screaming, holding an axe and yelling at the other side of the hurricane, apparently urging his men to cross the river quickly.

    Morka had to worry. If the Byzantine cavalry was run away, Denzel City would be ready for war, and he would be more resistant to attacking Denzel City in the future.

    Morka is not a stupid person. When he was chasing, he did not doubt the origin of this sudden appearance of the Cavalry team…Even he thought about it, would this be a trick of the Byzantine people, such as whether there was any ambush in front…

    But very quickly, when this seeming cavalry turned around and ran away, it dispelled Morka's concerns. There are two more factors that make Morka completely relieved.

    The first one was that Cavalry immediately ruined the simple wooden bridge after fleeing the river – a move that made Morka feel at ease. According to his understanding, if this cavalry is deliberately tempting his bait, then it should not ruin the bridge, but hope that he will catch up. The other party ruined the bridge, and that is really running away, not a play. (In this regard, Morka sighs helplessly afterwards: our Odin valor is ten times better than the Byzantine, but on the plot, one hundred Odins are tied together and no one is a Byzantine. )

    Crossing the river will destroy the bridge. The idea is that Shaar has a definite plan before this cavalry trip. Obviously, the seemingly cool hillbilly, when I was determined to be a yin, the bad water that was smothered on Wildfire Town from childhood, is still very useful…

    As for the second factor that makes Morka feel at ease, it is Illen.

    Poor Irent didn't know that he had made a credit without knowing it. In Morka's opinion, he determined that Ilente had a bright and gorgeous armor, which must be an officer of a low rank, and maybe even a senior officer! Such a high-ranking officer just fled into the river and almost drowned – even if it is an enemy, there is no need to make such a big capital. As for this guy, would you use any soldier to fake it? Didn't you see the Byzantine cavalry struggling to jump down the river to save him? If it is a fake, the Byzantine people are unreasonable to waste time in a small role to save people.

    It is these two factors that make the son of the patriarch who is deeply trusted by Manninger.

    "Cross the river! Cross the river! ! Fast

    Morka shouted, and he didn't even have to wait for the infantry to cut down the trees to build the bridge. Anyway, he determined that the situation in front of him is not a trap or an ambush, then completely destroying this Byzantine cavalry is the most important thing! Since there is no danger, he simply urged the subordinates to take off the heavy armor and discard some of the weight-bearing rivers.

    There are more and more Odin people crowded by the river. At least five or six hundred Odin cavalry have already taken off the armor, and one or two hundred riders crowded on the river beach to urge the horses to launch.

    For a time, this scene was a bit confusing.

    On the other side, the shocked Irent had been slammed down and put on the horseback, and then twenty cavalry went to a road in the north.

    Under the urging of Morka, the Odin's crossing was finally completed soon—it was only a small river after all, and it was impossible to stop the Odin people for too long.

    When hundreds of cavalry crossed the river, Morka couldn't wait to chase after it. The direction of the Byzantine people fleeing is obvious, going north.

    Chests

    Morka shouted and immediately sent a simple map to him. Morka opened it and looked at it. "The road they ran away, there is a village on the map. They must have gone where!" Quick chase! My guard team! Keep up with me! ”

    There are more than a thousand Odins crossing the river, most of which have no heavy armor, but for the fierce Odin warriors, it’s not a problem to fight shirtlessly – the weak Byzantine sheep are our Odin warriors. opponent?

    Isn't the seventh Army, Corsican Army, killed by us easily? What terrifying do these Byzantine people have? !

    With one order, almost Odin cavalry, who was mostly dressed up, followed Morka and chased the road.

    Horseshoe imprint on the ground along the way is obvious, Morka chasing while encouraging morale: "Look at these horseshoe prints, their horses have no horsepower! Accelerate acceleration! The front is the village! They must want to enter the village to use the village to resist us and rush them! Odin Warrior, rush with me! ! ”

    Morka, who was eager to hurry, did not notice a detail.

    This road is not wide, and its own thousands of cavalry in the sprint, naturally compressed the formation, densely crowded on the road.

……

    Although the map was simple, it was not mistaken. There was a small village in the front. Far away, Morka saw a black smoke in the village. Morka looked and laughed loudly: "They are warning the wolf, rushing in and extinguishing their fireworks!"

    After a fierce call, the sprint of the brigade Odin cavalry went outside the village. The village was obviously run-down. There was only one wall that was less than one person high, and many places had collapsed and broken. This height of the earth wall, Even better horses can jump over. The debt gate of the village is simply halfway down.

    There was a sudden scream and hooves in the village, and Morka’s spirit rose: “They are inside! Chase Chasing! ! ”

    A few of the heads of the Odin Caribou Cavalry slammed into the Zhaimen, the raging Zhaimen, under the impact of the amazing impact of the Caribou Cavalry, the cavalry's hammer swayed and was quickly smashed!

    The squad Odin cavalry sneaked in and suddenly rushed into this remote village.

    After rushing into the village, in front of a not wide dirt road, the 20 escaped Byzantine cavalry has already set the posture in front!

    What made Morka's scalp numb was that after rushing into the gate, the road that was in front of his village was not wide, covered with various refusal horses and fences with sharp wooden stakes and corners!

    These things almost filled the streets with layers of layers! Only a small air raid can slowly pass through.

    The most important thing is that the twenty Byzantine cavalry that escaped have already set up behind this dense fence and stakes. Twenty cavalry opened the bow, the shiny arrows flooded and the cold light, facing The Odin people who are chasing!

    Morka immediately judged by his rich combat experience that he brought too many cavalry, and the intensive team could not easily pass through the gaps of these stakes. Will be forced to squeeze together! And this street that is about 100 meters long will become a bloody road! In order to rush to the other side, killing 20 enemy forces – the time required to rush to the other side, enough for these Byzantine people's bow and arrow to kill several times the number of soldiers!

    trap

    Morka's heart is suddenly bright!

    How to deal with ambushes or traps?

    Is it a slap in the face of courage to break the enemy's plot? Or did it take the opportunity to retreat and withdraw?

    This choice, if changed to the Byzantine Army, may be carefully considered.

    But for the Odin people who have bloody blood in their bodies, this choice…The answer is still asking?

    "Crush over!! Kill them! ! ”Morka raised his axe!

    The front Caribou Cavalry immediately smashed in front of the road full of thorns, and the Odin warrior used the axe and hammer in his hand to clean the stakes in front of them!

    "Om"

    A burst of scalp and numb bow sounds!

    Twenty Byzantine soldiers volleyed in a round, almost everyone was an arrow, and the Odin cavalry, which was rushing to the front, fell more than a dozen like cutting wheat.

    Originally, if the Odin was burdened with iron armor, the bow and arrow would not cause too much damage to them.

    But don't forget…In order to get through the river, the Odin *** part of the light chase has taken off the armor, and even many people are simply shirtless!

    Morka's screaming, Odin people have never had the courage to charge, even if the soldiers in front are bleeding, arrows flying!

    Odin cavalry struggling forward, braving the arrow and rain, struggling to remove the roadblocks layer by layer. Morka has also ordered a team of cavalry to go out and try to wander back from the side to the back of the village.

    The crowded roads made the Odin people rushing together, and the Byzantine soldiers could easily hit the target without even deliberately aiming.

    After several rounds of volley, the number of Odin people who fell on the road has exceeded one hundred, but the road has been emptied almost immediately!

    Seeing that the twenty cavalry are in front of you, and Morka believes that the returning horses that he sent out should have already circled the back of the village to block the other side's way! !

    Although the loss is somewhat annoying, but…Destroy these guys in front of them, they will personally peel off their skins! !

    "So? Is this ambush that does not flow? Is there only such a person? ”Morka sneered out loudly: "I thought there would be a large number of ambushes! HumByzantine people are really ridiculous! Since I was led here, I should have ambushed more people here. If they occupy the houses on both sides, ambush us with bow and arrow hands, our losses will be several times larger than now! ”

    Although he tried to laugh loudly, his heart sank to the bottom!

    This big drink is just to boost morale! But Morka understands that his whereabouts are exposed!

    The scenes in this village in front of you are not made out in a hurry!

    The other party attracts himself to come here, then…Obviously, the Byzantine people already knew the existence of this army that attacked the north!

    The previously prepared combat plan has been lost! Even if you shred these Byzantine people here, you will no longer have the skills of Denzel City.

    Seeing that the Odin people are almost rushing through the long streets. The Byzantine cavalry did not escape the signs, but they were still tightly lined up together, and the determined archery shots killed as many Odin people as possible.

    Seeing that they are already in a desperate situation, there is no possibility of escape…

    At this time, a long, loud laugh came from the sky!

    "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!!"

    The sharp and quirky laughter descended from the sky, and then a flying shadow suddenly fell from the sky! On a huge flying carpet, stood a thin figure. The flying carpet quickly landed on the top of the resistance of the twenty Byzantine cavalry, suspended there.

    The people on the flying carpet, a white robe, a long hood behind the neck, this wide and elegant white robe is the most standard Byzantine Mage costume! and alsoIt is also the costume that is qualified for advanced Mage!

    On the white robe, a gold badge shines!

    The person on the flying carpet, with a long wand in his right hand, is also a gold texture! The top of the wand, a huge blue jewel, so full of the size of a fist!

    Such a luxurious wand, I am afraid that it is not a senior Mage, can not afford!

    A flowing white robe, gorgeous to the extreme wand, even more bright smile, the sound actually covered the audience's killing!

    Tatara's appearance debut, it is full of prestige!

    "Bold Odin, this Master is here, you dare to make it!"

    Tatara stood upright on the flying carpet and raised his wand high, pointing to Morka!

    Mage!

    Byzantine Mage ! !

    Morka suddenly changed his face.

    Even if you look down on Byzantine's army, there is absolutely no one in the world who dares to despise the group like "Mage"!

    What's more, Tatara wore a white robe!

    He stood on the flying carpet, and the wand was gorgeously scum, and he almost had a character like "I am an expert" on his face!

    Such a Mage is in front of you, so how can Morka not be anxious?

    "DEATH!" Continue to rush over! ”He screamed.

    Tatara stood on the flying carpet, and his appearance was full of prestige, but only Irente under the flying carpet at his feet noticed that Mage's legs were actually shaking.

    Tatara deliberately sinks his face, and the original wretched appearance finally has a look of out of the ordinary under the background of this costume. He proudly shouted: "I don't know how to live, let you see the power of magic!"

    Saying, Tatara raised his wand and swayed at the houses on both sides. Above the wand, it sparkled a red glow…

    "Hong!"

    Almost at the same time, the houses on both sides suddenly burst open, and there was a raging flame inside. The fire suddenly turned into a raging fire, and the houses on both sides became huge fireballs!

    The fire was lingering, and the Odin's assaulted stone suddenly became a stagnation! !

    The voice of Tatara laughed: "I don't know the Odin people who live and die, try the power of my Tatara ** division!"

    He deliberately used a high-pitched tone, and his mouth chanted out a piece of quaint and strange text.

    – Everyone knows that Mage has a special language called "Magic", and all magic spells are used in this language. This mysterious language has always been learned only by Mage, and outsiders are absolutely incomprehensible.

    The sound of Tatara's loud chanting suddenly made the Odin people start playing drums.

    But only Irent, standing at the foot of Tatara, was faintly identified. What is the magic spell of this abominable guy chanting?

    Carefully identified, this bastard chanting seems to be "eggs, four flours, half a catty, olive oil, half a bowl of small fire to bake…"

    He damn it! This bastard actually backed up the recipe? !

    Just in Tatara's loud chanting, suddenly there was a fire wall in front of the Odin in front!

    The raging fire swept through Odin cavalry and swallowed them quickly!

    The Odin people who rushed to the front suddenly burst into full body, and the pain screamed and fell to the ground to roll, and the horses and reindeer frightened and ran away!

    Tatara continued to chanting loudly, looking at the burning Odin people in front of him, rest assured: Fortunately, the primary Fire Magic scroll that Merlin Lord begged was really useful.

    I have to say that the Odin people are confused.

    The burning of the houses on both sides, together with the scene of the people rushing in front of them, made everything chaotic.

    This made everyone feel deeply fearful of the "Tatara ** division" who stood on the floating flying carpet and was an unpredictable and noble person.

    "Odin people, not fast!"Tatara snorted and raised his wand again.

    This time, he raised another palm and raised a middle finger.

    A ring on the middle finger suddenly turned into a small transmitter like a handcuff after a black light.

    Look carefully, a round metal tube at the top exudes a sigh of blackness.

    Tatara held this thing in his hand, and he was so refreshed that he even had a straighter three points than he had just!

    This guy smirked with a smirk: "Odin, let's die!" Struggling under the magical brilliance of my Tatara ** division! ! ”

    At the top of the metal tube, a little black fire spark soon appeared…

    immediately……

    "Hong!"

    At this moment, Morka seems to have created an illusion!

    Byzantine Mage, who was floating in the air and called "Tatara **", suddenly turned into a black light.

    That fierce black light was almost unstoppable and hit the ranks of his assault. immediately……Everything has changed.

    Time seems to suddenly slow down several times, and everything seems to be an illusion in sight! At this moment, the world seems to be quiet and there is no sound. But Morka clearly saw that among the people hit by the black light, dozens of Odin warriors in the head, almost even the reindeer with horses, instantly turned into dust! ! !

    Then the black light penetrated into the crowd, almost within the range of more than ten meters, all those who were concentrated by black light, all disappeared!

    Yes, it is gone!

    Almost all parts of the body are instantly turned into dust and smoke!

    On the outskirts of black light, some Odin warriors who have been passed by black light, some of them are smashed by black light, some are legs and legs, some are horses…Suddenly turned into a crush!

    This terrifying scene seems to be only a short moment, but in Morka's eyes, it seems to last for a long time!

    The black light flashed, and there were almost more than one hundred Odin cavalry among the crowd. Even the people took the mount and instantly turned into fly ash! At the other end of the Odin warrior, at least one hundred people suddenly screamed and screamed on the ground!

    all of these……But just the guy named "Tatara **师" raised his finger!

    Terrifying ! Too terrifying! !

    Morka stared at everything in front of him. Even if the brave Odin people dare not move on, they are retreating backwards and backwards, and some people are desperately squeezing backwards.

    Morka stood behind and suddenly heard the white Mage in the distance shouting: "Odin, don't roll!" Just eat me a 'Devil's Light Flash'! ”

    Said, the "Tatara ** division" once again raised the middle finger!

    This time, Morka has not been ordered, and the Odin in front of the two did not say anything, almost madly ran back.

    Odin people are not afraid of fighting, but this…Instantly killing the magic of a hundred people, it is too terrifying!

    I can't fight hard, how can I fight? !

    Seeing that Mage pointed the middle finger at himself, Morka suddenly had a blank mind!

    "Morka! Retreat quickly! Our warriors are no better than Mage's opponents! Retreat quickly! ! ”

    The people around me struggled to pull Morka.

    Morka finally reacted!

    That damn black light is too terrifying! Call, what is the name?

    Devil light flashes?

    Sure enough, it is an evil name! !

    Morka doesn't want to be killed by black light in this ghost place! He is the son of the patriarch, and he will inherit the entire Baashak in the future, and succeed his father as the Commander-in-Chief of the Red Snow Army!

    What a joke, how can I die here? !

    Morka immediately shouted: "Back! Retreat We retreat! ! ! ”

    "Hong!"

    Once the retreat order was issued, the Odin team was suddenly chaotic.

    Almost crazy, all the Odin cavalry turned around and rushed toward the road, most of them crowded together. For fear that the white Mage behind him lifted the terrifying middle finger again and shot the horrible black light!

    The chaotic Odin people rushed to the village entrance.

    Behind him, Tatara on the flying carpet suddenly looked awkward and gave a sigh of relief.

    Mage wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and fortunately looked at the Odin who fled the embarrassed.

    At the most dangerous time, I finally gave myself up.

    Only Tatara knows for himself…What shit "Devil light flashes"…This miniature version of the magic canon in your own hand can only be released once.

    Although there is the poor frog of Damansras as energy (Damandras burst into tears…), every time I launch magic canon, I have to wait for the mana to be full and release the next time, it will take a long time… …

    Just now, if the Odin people really rushed up with fearless death, I was afraid that the powerful "Tatara ** division" would have to sit down on the flying carpet and escape.

    Even if he can escape alive, the twenty cavalry on the ground can't run away. Even if Tatara can go back alive, he will be executed by angry Lord Shaar for discarding his comrades…

    so far so good……

    (It seems that my Tatara Lord's luck is not bad.)

    Mage was so happy after the rest of his life, and he was even more excited.

    Haha! Today's battle, my Tatara Lord became famous! ! In the future, the famous Red Snow Army of the Odin Empire will preach the reputation of my Tatara Lord!