Shaman from Afar

"Boom !!!"

With the thunderous loud noise, the sudden flame suddenly vacated!

In the shocked gaze of Chakal, the dazzling golden-red fire burst towards the front row of the Centaur Samurai, swallowed by the flames, and suddenly turned into coke.

"Quickly and quickly close the gap, they will ... ah ah ah !!!"

The cries that stopped abruptly, ended with a wailing wailing ... The screams rang out one after another in the front line, and the original tight front instantly spread out in a panic, breaking up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Suddenly, there was almost no sign of explosion, and only a few moments turned dozens of centaur samurai in the front into coke;

The moonless starry night, the flame suddenly rising in the dark illuminates the entire array of Centaurs, unparalleled dazzling!

The centaur samurai around Chakal all calmed down, staring blankly at the dazzling fire, looking at each other, only the color of astonishment remained in their pupils.

And just after this fire, the Centaur array in front of Chakal had been completely torn apart ... In an instant, the Bayern knights wielding big swords and spears came like galloping shadows from the flames.

Iron rides like a drum, sounds like thunder.

In the blazing flames, no one can resist them!

"Flag Master, Chakall Flag Master!"

The elder centaur looked at the Bain knights rushing out of the fire in amazement, and in a panic hurriedly turned his attention to Chacal behind him: "We ..."

"Run!"

Chakar shouted the word calmly, then turned around very decisively, and ran away without looking back, leaving his guards behind.

The older centaur was very calm and calm, and seemed to have been surprised by this behavior of his master; before leaving, he did not forget to arrange for Chacal guards to disperse the escape order.

"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!"

One after another roar echoed on the battlefield of blood and fire.

In an instant, all the centaur warriors immediately put away their weapons and dropped the enemies in front of them; in the astonishment of all the Bain knights, pieces disappeared into the night.

Compared to when fighting in an array, these centaurs are simply "trained" when retreating. For the human army, orderly retreat is a task that is ten times more difficult than attacking; just wanting to kill red It is almost impossible for an army whose eyes and even the enemy's formation to obey orders.

But all the problems seemed to be no problem for the centaur samurai ... When the command to retreat came from the rear, there was no need for any "military officer" to command them;

These centaur samurai were very "conscious", and they were scattered in a completely different direction in batches and batches, so that the rangers did not even know which direction to pursue.

Any knights who wanted to fight the enemy were left behind by them. The robe beside him was shot and shot by arrows and arrows. It was a desperate desperation to escape, and even the armor can be thrown away to lose weight.

Just in the blink of an eye, hundreds or even half of the Centaur army has disappeared into the night; most of the battlefield became empty in an instant, and the messy weapons and corpses almost covered the outside of the camp. Full circle.

The phalanx infantry of the phalanx battalion who was still in the camp at the moment saw the disappearance of the enemy in the blink of an eye, and they ran faster than the stray dog; they only stood blankly, holding the weapon in their hands. I don't know what to do.

When Bossivar rushed to the front battlefield with the horsemen on the peak, the last Centaur army had already dispersed as birds and beasts; hundreds of rangers traversed most of the battlefield almost without a shot.

As he looked up and looked around, he saw the figure of Earl Braha, and a Centaur samurai who was about to attack him ... Without thinking, he quickly rushed up.

The sharp saber avoided the pierced short spear, and at the moment when the spear tip was about to pierce the throat, the arm and neck of the Centaur were cut off together.

Hearing the sound from behind, Sette Blaha turned back sharply; only to see a handful of blood mist dancing in the air, and then he rushed towards his Count of Bossier.

"boom!"

The dashing Bosival dropped the saber, and before Count Braha waved at him, he grabbed his collar from the horse and brought the whole person to his face!

"This is not for you, you know ?! This is to make my sister not be a widow in your house!" The blood-stained Bosival glared at him excitedly:

"The Duke, where is our Duke?"

"Alive, just in front!"

Seth said anxiously: "Bossivar, you must hurry and tell the Duke, you must not go after the centaur, otherwise ..."

Before he finished speaking, Saite Blaha was thrown on the grass by Bossivar, and he drove away with the Rangers in his cry.

Compared with the Rangers and Phalanx infantry in the back row, the Bayern knights who followed Loren Turin from the front to charge, were even more unbelievable about the sight in front of them.

"we won?"

Lou's stunned face murmured, silver pupils were so confused that he had not experienced such a fierce fight, nor had he not confronted the enemy several times or even dozens of times.

But this battle was half done and the opponent suddenly ran away ... It was really the first time.

"Don't ask me, I'm inexplicably better than you." McCafferty's expression was shocked, and he kept rubbing the halberd in his hand, muttering in his mouth:

"One second ago, I was still thinking about why I ran from the Boundary Mountain to Poi to die. Isn't it the same there?

One second later, I ca n’t help but feel alive to live; follow the vow that the knight and the duke master died so many times can still live and jump ... I am really a little baby who is cared for by the Holy Cross! "

Expressionless Loren pursed his lips and said nothing.

A violently beating heart, a painful cracked back head, and blurred vision ... For himself who has not recovered from the Battle of Brunnhild, such a high-intensity "Fire of Turin" is already super Loaded up.

If it wasn't for riding a horse, he even wondered if he would kneel down directly.

But these are not the keys.

Miscalculated.

Two hundred steps away ... Even if you draw fifty more steps, Loren has absolute certainty to grasp the leader of the centaur; the other party's choice to escape so decisively is far beyond his expectations.

Whether it is an accident or the other party is vigilant enough, such a good opportunity should never have a second time.

What ’s more important is that the battle itself actually did not win at all. Judging from the number of escaped centaurs, the casualties of this battle are not even damnable. The actual number of casualties may be the same as the one that was wiped out during the day. The armies are similar.

But on his own side, he has fully exposed the approximate number of troops. The fighting methods of the Bayern knights ... In the future, the other party will continue to harass their sideways and contain all opportunities that can allow the Bayern knights to launch a positive group charge. ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ This is the biggest loss of this battle ... Compared to the loss of materials, the casualties of the army can almost be ignored; just looking at the comparison of casualties and the results of the battle, you will even mistakenly think that you really win Too.

No, this is just the beginning, the other party is just tempting, weighing each other's weight.

Is more difficult, complicated, and thrilling fight ... still behind.

Lorren sighed heavily under the unbelievable fatigue.

At this moment, Bossier, who led the Rangers, was coming not far from behind. Loren frowned slightly and looked at Lusien: "Tell Count Bossier, let all Rangers stop. After chasing, gather the army and let them return to the camp to repair. "

The gray pupil nodded vigorously, and turned away without saying a word; after a while, he hurried back again with a strange expression to the extreme:

"Master Loren, Count of Bossival said he and his men saved an old wizard in the Centaur camp."

"Old wizard?"

"Yes, he claimed to be Harlem Vajra, and said ..."

Lusien took a corner of his mouth and paused before continuing: "He also said that he is a wizard advisor to Grand Duke Laslovana and wants to see you." ...

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