Chapter 129: Competitiveness

With the war developing to this point, Gao Liwen can only gamble his life.

He thought that attacking Osma Castle was foolproof, but he didn't expect that reinforcements would come to the city.

Among the reinforcements, there were even Warcraft Cavalry, which was the most resistant to the Boiling Blood Potion.

If the commander in the castle used his troops in a dull and steady manner, he might be able to play the advantages of the Boiling Blood Potion and rely on the powerful explosive power of the Boiling Blood Converts to defeat the soldiers defending the city in one wave.

Unfortunately, although Richard, who led the troops, was young, he had experienced many wars. In addition to the bombardment of the information explosion era in his previous life, the experience of two lives and hard work, Richard was already talented in using troops.

After summarizing the intelligence yesterday, Richard immediately grasped the weakness of the Boiling Blood Converts.

Today, he was in the limelight on the battlefield and beat the Boiling Blood Converts.

If he didn't gamble today, the defeat would almost be certain.

Seeing Richard commanding the Warcraft Cavalry Regiment to move, the speed of the warhorse was getting faster and faster.

Gao Liwen drew out his sword and shouted: "People of the God of Slaughter, the gods are waiting for us in heaven, everyone follow me to charge!"

There is also a squadron of cavalry beside Gao Liwen. Although the quality of this cavalry is good, its combat effectiveness is far inferior to that of the Warcraft cavalry.

Gao Liwen kicked the horse's belly, and the cavalry under his command began to slowly accelerate, and the heavy armor on his body made a "rustling" sound. Although the strength is not as good as the Warcraft cavalry, the soldiers under Gao Liwen still launched a charge without hesitation.

The elite of the rebels are all fanatics of the God of Slaughter.

They are not afraid of death at all, and believe that they can return to the arms of the gods after death.

The army composed of such fanatics has a perverted tendency to actively seek death.

Rebels often take off their armor and launch suicidal attacks.

Although such an army is not as strong as the Warcraft cavalry, anyone who dares to underestimate them will probably suffer a big loss.

After fighting with the rebels today, Richard has realized this.

As the war horses ran faster and faster, the heavy sound of horse hooves was like rolling thunder, making people's ears roar.

Seeing that the distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer, the grassroots officers began to shout constantly.

"Hold steady, hold steady, wait for the enemy to enter a distance of 100 meters, and launch a volley together. Don't shoot without orders."

Entering the range, Richard and Soros kept pulling their bows, and shot down a group of enemies in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that the distance between the two sides was less than 30 meters. Richard had already seen the figure of Cardinal Galvin clearly.

In war, it is either you die or I live.

After discovering Galvin, Richard immediately released a powerful fireball.

This time he still tried his best and invested 25 points of mental power.

With so much mental power invested, the power of the powerful fireball has far exceeded the standard nine-ring magic, which is equivalent to a weakened legendary magic.

Even if it is a legend, once hit by this fireball, it will inevitably be injured.

A normal fireball is only the size of a human head, and its power is about the same as a grenade.

The fireball released by Richard had a diameter of more than one meter, and its power was several points greater than the explosion of a 380mm naval gun.

Seeing the fireball coming towards him, Gao Liwen's face changed drastically.

Judging from the power of this fireball, the mental power invested was at least more than 20 points.

Once hit by this giant fireball, he might die on the spot.

Gao Liwen was already a seventh-level warrior, with very fast reactions and extremely accurate responses.

He hid in the belly of the warhorse with a sway of his body, hoping to use the warhorse as a meat shield to resist the impact of the explosion.

At the same time, he raised the enchanted shield to block the energy damage caused by the fireball explosion.

The fireball fell near Gao Liwen.

In an instant, a violent explosion occurred, and the scattered flames swept in, and the splashing hot energy fell on the rebel formation like rain.

In an instant, the soldiers commanded by Gao Liwen had suffered heavy casualties.

More than 20 soldiers died directly under the giant fireball, and no less than 50 were injured and fell to the ground.

This fireball directly caused more than half of Gao Liwen's squadron to be killed or wounded.

A normal human army would probably collapse immediately if more than half of them were killed or wounded.

The evil god believers had a higher energy to withstand casualties, and the remaining people still beat their horses hard to charge.

Roland waved the flag fiercely, and the Warcraft cavalry issued orders one after another. The iron-horned horses under his crotch immediately activated blood magic, and dozens of energy rays hit the rebels.

More than 30 soldiers in the front row were immediately killed by the energy rays. Then the Warcraft cavalry grabbed javelins and threw them at the rebels.

After three waves of attacks in a row, only more than 20 rebels were left intact.

At this time, the distance between the two armies was less than five meters. After one round, the rebels had been killed and wounded.

Richard was about to send someone to cut off Gao Liwen's head, but he didn't expect that this person jumped up and killed a soldier.

Just as Gao Liwen was about to seize the horse and escape, Soros had already pulled the bowstring and shot an arrow straight at Gao Liwen's back.

Although Gao Liwen survived the super fireball released by Richard, his injuries were actually very serious.

All his internal organs were injured by the burning fire energy, and the enchanted shield was black. The magic pattern was damaged and could not be used.

He seized the horse and escaped, and he had already used up his last bit of energy.

He tried to wave the long sword to block the arrow, but found that he was no longer able to do so.

The long sword did not knock the arrow away, and Gao Liwen could only barely avoid the vital point. The arrow, with its powerful kinetic energy, directly shot Gao Liwen to the ground.

Thoros was about to shoot the second arrow when he heard Richard shout: "Uncle, stop, leave this man to me to kill."

"Is this nephew too competitive?"

Thoros thought to himself, but he knew that Gao Liwen was seriously injured by Richard, and he really shouldn't compete with him for credit. He was stunned for a moment. Richard had already shot the arrow and hit Gao Liwen between the eyebrows.

"Killing a seventh-level warrior will reward you with 32,000 experience points."

Killing Gallivan greatly damaged the confidence of the rebels.

After Gallivan brought down the flag, the morale of the rebels on the left and right dropped greatly, and they immediately fell into chaos.

Countless refugees knelt on the ground, and the soldiers threw off their helmets and armor and left the battlefield in a panic, trying to save their lives.

Apart from cultists, the largest number of rebels were ordinary serfs.

The serfs did not have enough to eat and had no way to rise. As long as the cultists incited them a little, people would follow, burning, killing and looting, taking more good people hostage.

The two wings collapsed, and Richard ordered Baron Sharp to lead soldiers to capture the escaped serfs. He led the Warcraft Cavalry to support Franklin's army with Baron Plani.

The middle army led by Franklin suffered heavy casualties. Three squadrons of soldiers were defeated by the Boiling Blood Converts.

If not for Richard's timely reinforcements, the remaining five squadrons might not have been able to withstand the onslaught of the bloody converts.