Glory Riding and Cutting

When the cavalry was about to rush into the doorway, a group of ghoul lords holding swords and shields immediately stepped forward to block the front. The shields were raised at an angle, and the long swords rested on the edge of the shields.

"drink!"

The leading knight yelled loudly one second before the collision, and tightly held the lance in his hand. The lance immediately hit the shield and shattered, and the horse also hit the ghoul in the front row. Maharaja.

The ghoul king was pushed back a little by the impact, but then he was resisted by the other companions behind him, and the shield was raised upwards, directly flipping the horse that hit it to one side. If it is an ordinary person, even if they use a shield to block the impact of the horse and the stabbing of the lance, then a few bones will be broken, and the unlucky ones may even die from rupture of the internal organs, but there are two problems for the ghoul king. It's not a problem.

They are dead people, just some air-dried meat wrapped in bones, and the bones are extremely tough. As long as their heads are not destroyed, even if they are beheaded, they will not stop moving. Only by smashing their heads can they be completely killed. stop.

The cavalry slammed into the ghoul lord's position fiercely, but no one was able to break through successfully. After overturning the first wave of cavalry, the ghoul lords in the front row were basically defeated by the second wave. Some of them flew or knocked down, but the ghoul lords holding big swords behind them were relentless.

The two-handed sword was raised high, and then it was slammed down. A war horse was cut off by chopping its vest, and its head was cut off. The headless war horse fell to the ground, and the rider on its back was thrown directly to the ground. The nearby ghoul lord was beheaded directly.

The charge of the cavalry was stopped, and the cavalry seemed to be trapped in a swamp. Except for those behind who could withdraw, the rest had no way to go forward and no way to go backward. They could only fight with those who were entangled with them. The ghoul lords fight.

A lance pierced fiercely on the visor of a ghoul lord, causing the ghoul lord to look up, but the visor was not damaged at all, and the fragile lance would split open. He threw away his lance, and the rider drew out the long sword at his waist and slashed at him, but before he could attack his opponent, the enemy on the other side chopped off his horse's leg.

"Dismount and fight!"

The leading knight was skilled. He knew that he was bound to die in the lead, so he was prepared. Although he was thrown off, he was not suppressed. He was waving a long staff and a ghoul at this time. The Maharaja was fighting, and when he saw that his subordinates were unable to move flexibly because of the horses, and they seemed to be targets, he immediately shouted loudly.

At this time, the cavalry in the back row had already withdrawn, and the cavalry who were squeezed in the middle had room to move. Basically, they all ran again and retreated backwards. They failed to rush over, and their mission was over. The rest will be handed over to the infantry who have already reached the gate.

The rest of the riders who didn't have their horses and didn't evacuate could only fight on foot with the ghoul lords, but as soon as they fought, they knew why none of the soldiers had been able to climb the city wall just now.

These warriors wearing heavy armor and with thick fur cloaks behind them shot extremely quickly, and each blow was heavy, the force was received quickly, and there was almost no interval between attacks, and they basically did not defend, while the weapons of the riders were difficult to attack. The damage was caused, and the riders were a little tired of dodging and defending, basically unable to fight back.

The most important thing is that it was still very cold around these guys. After fighting for a while, the leading knight found that his eyelashes were covered with hoarfrost, his breathing was cold, his limbs were a little stiff, and his fingers were inflexible. up.

"These guys are definitely not human!"

The knight who led the team was convinced that he wanted to lift off the helmet of an enemy soldier to see what monsters and ghosts they were.

But he didn't have that chance anymore. He didn't notice that after his weapon had clashed with the Ghoul Lord's great sword a few times, he was already a little weak from the cold air. When he chopped, his weapon shattered into several pieces, like broken ice.

Under the inconceivable eyes of the knight, the great sword slashed into his shoulder, and he knelt down on his knees. He stretched out his hands and tried to grab the great sword inlaid on his shoulder, but before he could touch it, Seeing that, the Ghoul Lord directly stretched out a foot to hold him, and then directly pulled out the big sword, and before he fell to the ground, he swept across again, directly chopping off his head several meters away.

Blood spurted out, fell on the Ghoul Lord's armor, slowly seeped in, and was absorbed by the Ghoul Lord under the armor.

Before the rest of the riders died, the infantry finally arrived, but they were in vain, they couldn't break through the defense line of the ghoul lords. Up to now, not a single ghoul lord has been knocked down.

The scepter hit the Ghoul Lord's armor fiercely, and some armor fragments jumped up, but only the folds and spikes on the armor were damaged, and the soldier was pierced through the chest by the big sword. The position of the abdomen was picked up, and then it was thrown out fiercely.

Slowly, the ghoul lords began to push back, and the soldiers had no way to deal with these tireless and hard armored fighters.

Finally, the armor on the side and abdomen of the first ghoul lord was damaged, and a piece of armor fell off, revealing the inner lining inside. A soldier holding a long sword immediately seized the opportunity, and the long sword stabbed in fiercely. , but not a single drop of blood flowed out, and his hand didn't feel like piercing into flesh and blood. Instead, he was stabbing a piece of rotten wood, and the hand felt very blunt.

The ghoul lord was not affected at all, he didn't cry out in pain, and he didn't twist his movements because of the pain. He directly stretched out his left hand that wasn't holding the sword, and quickly grabbed the head of the soldier who had stabbed into it. The gray gas escaped from the Ghoul Lord's hand and entered the soldier's head. After a circle, it brought out a blue air flow and returned to the Ghoul Lord's hand again.

The soldier let go of his palm, and the soldier fell limply. His full flesh and blood were already withered. He put his left hand on the long sword stabbed in his side, and the gray gas flowed out again, freeing the blade for a week. The tough blade immediately rotted and disintegrated, the hilt fell to the ground, and the blade pierced into the body was gone.

"Monsters! They are monsters! How could we beat monsters!"

Under the leadership of a collapsed soldier, the entire infantry regiment began to flee backwards. Although they had not suffered many casualties, facing such unreasonable fighters, these fighters living in Gaoling, where there is almost no magic, are naturally a little bit fear.