Original Vampire

When the first ray of sunlight fell on this ice sheet at dawn, the heavy snow suddenly stopped.

Colin, who was dozing off, felt that someone was pushing him by his side.

"What's wrong? Do you want to start fighting?" Colin was sober instantly.

"Yes!"

The Dawson Count beside him looked firm and looked ahead.

At the same time, the messenger ran back and forth in the military formation, passing the Marquis’s military order:

"The whole army is on the horse, ready to fight!"

With this Ordered, this Black Cavalry gradually came to life.

The soldiers began to check the armor, harness, and weapons, and then turned on their horses at the urging of the officers and set up their formations.

As the sky lights up, rows of cavalry in black armor have lined up neat and tidy on the ice sheet.

The breath of killing began to spread in the army, and a faint bloodshot slowly appeared in a pair of eyes.

All the tiredness and coldness are all gone at this moment.

The only thing left is the surging blood and the tyrannical mood that is hard to conceal.

In the meantime, Colin was also involuntarily infected by this atmosphere, his breathing gradually became heavier, and his sanity in this brief moment had gradually faded.

One of the most primordial and bloodiest impulses rooted in the bloodline of all organisms begins to bloom.

At this moment, he suddenly understood what is the real Masters of Tigers and Wolves, Invincible Master!

The troll camp on the opposite side was still as quiet as before. They didn't even know that Death God's sickle had come quietly, and it was almost reaching their necks.

In Black Cavalry, everyone's eyes turned to the location of the black lion banner.

Watching the silhouette of the man under the banner.

Like countless times before, there was no exciting pre-war speech. I saw Marquis Garcia slowly drew out the saber around his waist, raised it high above his head, and pointed forward suddenly!

In an instant, a deep horn sounded.

"Woo--"

The army began to surge forward.

First jogging slowly, then gradually accelerating, and finally entering a state of galloping charge at a suitable distance.

As the Northern Territory, it can even be said to be the most elite cavalry of the Glorious Empire. This fighting rhythm has been thoroughly integrated into the blood of every Black Cavalry warrior, and there is no need for too many generals. command.

The rumble of horseshoes echoed on the ice field, and finally became the only sound between Heaven and Earth!

At this time, troll was finally shocked.

But most trolls have not even fully woken up from their sleep.

Even if I wake up, I haven't had time to eat breakfast, let alone weapons and armor.

Countless trolls ran out of the camp in a panic, roaring indiscriminately, asking the same dumbfounded companions what happened.

The commander of this wolf cavalry, General Quaker, also woke up from his dream, and immediately realized that something was wrong.

As soon as he rushed out of the camp with a knife, he saw a guard rushing over with a panic expression: "General, it's not good! The enemy, the enemy is here!"

Kui Ke kicked the guard over with one foot, then jumped onto the back of his wolf rider, and looked in the direction where the sound was sounding.

Then, his eyes widened to the extreme in an instant, almost splitting apart.

Because he found that the cavalry, a lot of cavalry, are killing them!

Quick’s first reaction was impossible.

He has led soldiers in combat for so many years, and he has never discovered that so many cavalry rush to such a close distance.

Such a weird thing almost subverted his cognition.

But at the next moment, Quick put all the inconceivable aside.

Because, he has already seen the black lion flag waving in the wind.

Black Cavalry!

In an instant, the blood in Quik's body coagulated.

He suddenly calmed down.

As if in this brief moment, the wolf cavalry leader has foreseen his inescapable fate.

The rays of light in his eyes also disappeared completely, leaving only the depth of silence.

Quick immediately grabbed a guard by the collar and whispered:

"You will now lead a team of wolves to the Southwest! Run all the way, don’t Look back! In any case, I must inform Your Highness Gambik that Black Cavalry is here!"

"Then, general, you..."

The guard is still hesitating, but Quik has already Push him far away: "Get off, get out of here!"

After that, Quick drew out his machete and rushed in the direction of Black Cavalry without hesitation.

The desolate horn finally sounded from the troll camp.

In this voice, as the most elite warrior in the troll clan, these wolf cavalry were completely unprepared, but under the leadership of Quik, they quickly organized and prepared for the upcoming The coming battle.

But, it's still too late.

The wolf cavalry had no time to accelerate, and found that Black Cavalry's forward had crossed this not-too-distant distance and rushed in front of him.

Human cavalry, covered in murderous aura, raised their steel knives obliquely, under the shining of the morning sun, like a surging silver wave.

Then, this turbulent wave rushed to troll's camp instantly, bringing up blood spraying all over the sky and stumps and broken arms flying around.

Quick roared hoarsely, trying to maintain a loose formation and not let it be completely overwhelmed.

At the same time, he also gathered a group of wolf cavalry and ran away from the Black Cavalry.

This is not an escape.

The moment he saw the black lion banner, Quick was ready to die.

Quick did not feel humiliated to die in the hands of Marquis Garcia, but was somewhat honored.

But he still has some regrets.

Because he feels he is not ready yet.

Even if he loses, he also hopes to be able to play the strongest offensive and let Marquis Garcia know how good he is.

He understands that the most important thing for cavalry to fight is speed.

And speed requires distance.

So, he planned to lead the army to run in the opposite direction, after a certain distance, wait for an opportunity to recoil.

This is indeed the wisest move.

But unfortunately, Black Cavalry will not give him this opportunity.

In this battle, the troll wolf cavalry are destined to be extremely aggrieved.

They actually have more numbers than Black Cavalry, but they have lost the opportunity.

Quick's constantly shaking flag and the conspicuous armor on his body were quickly spotted by Black Cavalry.

His speed of running back is not too slow, but in front of the Black Cavalry who has already entered a rapid charge state, he is still terrifying slowly.

A team of Black Cavalry came in an instant and surrounded Quaker.

The turbulent blade light whizzed in, not talking about a fair duel at all.

This is a life and death battlefield. Knight's spirit has no room for survival here.

As a Tier 5 warrior, Quaker is also a well-known expert in the troll clan.

But no matter how powerful an expert is, it can't stand the siege of the army.

Even more how, there are many high-end Knights in Black Cavalry.

After creating a terrifying record of killing hundreds of people, the wolf cavalry leader was eventually cut off by a human Knight.

With the break of the Quik handsome banner, this troll wolf cavalry collapsed completely.

Black Cavalry passed by, leaving corpses all over the ground and blood flowing everywhere.

This is a total massacre.