Chapter 635: Drowning

The earth shook, and the Warren cavalry pierced into the prairie camp like swords.

The already chaotic prairie camp immediately became even more chaotic.

Some of the original targeted layouts and fortifications in the camp were destroyed as early as the civil strife among the prairie people. Some were prairie people, and some were dark sons of the Crows and Snakes.

So that Warren's three thousand cavalry rushed in unimpeded.

The horse neighed and people shouted angrily.

Swords and swords, blood flowing.

call!

A handful of flames suddenly lit up, and flew high in an arc, landing on the baggage of the camp.

Immediately, the fodder for the horses was ignited.

Then there is food for people to eat.

Then, a large area of ​​the camp was filled with flames.

The flames were fierce, and even the well-trained war horses neighed in fear, and when the reins were cut off, these war horses struggled frantically.

The burning horse brought the flames to more places.

"Extinguishing!"

"Extinguishing!"

Many prairie people shouted.

But everyone became involuntary at this moment.

In front of them are red-eyed opponents, and beside them are enemies rushing past. If they give up resistance to fight the fire, there is only one dead end.

If you want to live, you can only kill the opponent in front of you.

Even if these opponents are prairie people, it is the same.

Only a few people seem to have reached a consensus, but such a consensus did not bring them back to life, on the contrary, it made the pace of death come faster.

A backstab from the shadows, a flash of flame.

Quickly harvest these lives.

In addition, Warren's cavalry was designated as the key object of care.

On the galloping horses, the knights aimed their hand crossbows there.

Whoosh whoosh!

A shower of arrows fell.

The corpses of hundreds of steppe people fell.

The wailing sound that had not completely dissipated, as the horse passed by, only the silent and rotting corpse remained.

Mary's hands were already full of sweat.

Girls have experienced battles, but they have never been on the battlefield.

All she can see is the enemy, and there are only comrades in arms around her. All she can do is to rush forward and keep rushing.

Because, she knows she is the leader.

If she hesitates, it will cause the team that has been assembled with great difficulty to fall apart.

So, she chose a white war horse.

As early as when she was seven years old, her mother warned her more than once not to choose conspicuous white at the end of the battlefield, because that would make you the target of all enemies.

But Mary had no choice at all.

She has to stand out!

Must be like a flag!

Ding!

Celty pushed aside the arrow that came from nowhere.

This is not the first time.

From the moment he entered the prairie camp, he blocked at least twenty arrows for Mary. Even though Celty was an elite of the Crow faction with extraordinary skills, he became breathless at this time.

In an ever-changing battlefield, it is not easy to concentrate on protecting a person.

Ding!

Another arrow was blocked, this time it was not Celty but Maxim who shot.

The situation of the recorder of the Yapai was not much better. He glanced at his companion who was in the same bad state, but he could only shout: "Your Highness, charge forward!"

At this time, there is no possibility of retreating.

Only by breaking through the camp of the prairie people in front of you!

Breaking through is their victory.

Once surrounded by the prairie people who reacted...

The crow faction recorder shook his head and quickly dismissed such thoughts, then raised his hand and slashed at the incoming arrow again.

But this time the arrows were different.

Just when the long sword was about to slash the arrow, the arrow actually made an arc, bypassing the slash and shooting straight at Mary.

Maxim was startled.

"Your Highness!"

The voice suddenly sounded, and a figure leaped from the horse, blocking the arrow with his body.

puff!

The arrow pierced the Warren cavalryman's chest, bringing the Warren cavalryman's body down to the ground, and the passing horse stepped over the Warren cavalryman's body.

From the beginning to the end, Mary did not see the face of the Warren cavalry clearly.

When she came back to her senses, the Warren cavalryman was overwhelmed by the constant rush of horses.

She could only hear that voice, very young.

His throat seemed to be blocked by something.

Mary felt the moisture in the corners of her eyes after the strong wind hit her face.

She touched the corners of her eyes, but kept the tears from flowing.

"go ahead!"

"go ahead!"

The immature voice sounded again... hoarse.

Rumble!

The war horse galloped past, and the Warren defenders ran for an unknown amount of time until they felt their surroundings loosen.

All that oppressive, suffocating feeling disappeared.

There was an open space in front of me.

They rushed out?

They rushed out!

unbelievable!

After the catastrophe!

The joyful expression could not be concealed no matter what, Mary leaned on the horse and panted heavily as if she was exhausted.

Celti and Maxim seemed to be fished out of the water.

At this moment, the two Yapai people didn't even want to move their fingers.

But when they saw the team and the strange situation in the prairie camp, the two were shocked.

"Your Highness, someone has gathered the remnant soldiers!"

Maxim reminded.

Without too much explanation, Mary knew the consequences if the remnant soldiers were gathered by the prairie people.

Although their previous charge would not be in vain, most of their effects would disappear.

Most of them disappeared?

It seemed that the young voice shouted 'Your Highness' in the girl's ears again.

She doesn't accept it, doesn't allow it.

hum! hum! hum!

The [Sword of Thorns] on his back trembled again and again.

An unimaginable vitality poured into the girl's body.

Mary, who should have been exhausted, straightened her back the next moment.

She rode her horse through the ranks.

Once again stood at the forefront facing the prairie people.

No words.

No notification is required either.

Looking at the white horse and the knights on the horse, the front team of the Warren garrison became the rear team, and the rear team became the front team.

They wield weapons stained with the blood of their enemies.

The joy on their faces hadn't dissipated before being replaced by determination.

Even though they knew that they were close to death, they didn't hesitate or fear at all. It seemed that after a charge, they completely transformed.

Transformation from ordinary to truly elite.

Because they have souls.

"impossible!"

"How can this be?"

Maxim looked at the scene in front of him that was unbelievable to anyone, and seemed to think of something, and he exclaimed again and again.

Celty looked at Maxim puzzled.

"The Tale of the Worthy King!"

Maxim reminded with a wry smile.

Celti was taken aback, then looked at the white figure in horror.

"Under the leadership of the virtuous king, cowards will become brave, brave will become heroes, and heroes will become saints..."

Celty whispered.

But before he finished speaking, Maxim covered his mouth.

Celti reacted immediately, and he knew what to do without being reminded by his friends.

The two came to Mary's side again.

Same as before, one left and one right protected Mary in the middle.

However, unlike before, there was a fanaticism on the faces of the two people that ordinary people could not understand.

The sound of horseshoes sounded again.

The prairie people in the distance charged.

Mary raised her right hand, and just as the girl was about to swing it down and lead the Warren defenders to charge again, there was a sound of flapping wings.

The fire crow landed on this palm.

The girl was taken aback.

The moment the girl was stunned, a flaming figure, like a meteor falling, hit the charging prairie people.

boom!

A large number of prairie cavalry who couldn't dodge were smashed to pieces.

A growl followed.

Roar!

The invisible strong wind, with the flapping of Lie Yan's wings, blew in all directions, causing the surrounding prairie people to lose their footing and roll to the ground.

But as if they didn't realize it, they just retreated instinctively, and looked at the figure of Lie Yan standing in the air with terrified eyes.

The temperature rose suddenly.

Distorting the already frightening figure.

The brutal and chaotic atmosphere, mixed with the sulfur-like smell, affected all the grassland people around.

It is an oppression of a different level of life.

Like a rabbit seeing a lion.

"Evil, demon!"

A scream that seemed to be pinching his throat resounded suddenly among the prairie people.

And this scream completely wiped out the courage that the prairie people had gathered with great difficulty, and their fear was like the tide that broke down the dam.

All of these people... drowned.

PS second update~