The Original Vampire

When Colin first saw Marquis Garcia personally lead the heavy cavalry of the black cavalry to charge into the formation, he was a little incomprehensible.

Because this kind of behavior is too risky, a bad one, if the coach is killed, captured, or unable to continue commanding even if he is injured, it will make the army lose its backbone in an instant, and the next situation Also lost the room to turn around.

But after personally commanding the black cavalry, Colin suddenly understood the reason why Marquis Garcia took the lead in every decisive battle.

The general is the courage of an army, but also the soul of an army.

When Marquis Garcia took the lead and charged forward, it was extremely terrifying for the morale of the black cavalry under his command.

More importantly, once the morale of this terrifying army is aroused, it is simply invincible and unstoppable. There is no need to worry about the setback of the charge and the damage to the main general.

After trying several times by relying on his immortality, Colin was deeply infatuated with the feeling of leading the black cavalry into battle.

The pleasure of tearing apart the enemy line like a broken bamboo is as addictive as nicotine.

At this time, the thousand black cavalry troops dismounted and fought on foot, but under the leadership of Ke Lin, they still showed a formidable momentum, and rushed towards the dwarves' position like a sharp arrow from the string.

Because Colin was wearing bright armor, and there were people around him who were holding the commanding flag, all the soldiers of the Golden Lion Legion knew that Vera's husband, Viscount Angele, had already entered the battle in person.

As a result, the morale of the soldiers of the Golden Lion Corps was immediately aroused.

The situation on the battlefield changed almost visibly to the naked eye, especially when Colin personally led the black cavalry to forcibly tore open the first line of defense of the dwarves in an almost unreasonable way, as if toppling the first domino. domino.

For a time, the dwarf army began to retreat step by step.

The fighting entered the most tragic stage. The river beach was already covered with corpses, and the river water was completely dyed red. The unknown fierce fish jumped out of the water excitedly, enjoying this bloody feast.

The retreat of the dwarf front army squeezed the Paoze behind him to retreat together uncontrollably, but if they retreated further, it was a turbulent river.

Seeing that the situation was about to collapse, General Tumu, who was highly regarded by Marquis Dawson, stood up.

"Don't go back! Follow me, move forward, move forward!"

boom! boom! boom!

Tumu swung the giant hammer in his hand,

It hit the ground repeatedly, knocking out deep pits.

The huge shock wave spread in all directions, disrupting the formation of both the enemy and the enemy, but it also blocked the impact of the Golden Lion Army.

Tumu's violent gesture also immediately caught Colin's attention.

Although he has always believed that unless they are in the sanctuary, the role of high-level professionals in a war is limited, but in the case of evenly matched forces, the terrifying combat effectiveness of high-level soldiers can still greatly boost morale, and even turn the tide of the war.

Therefore, Colin immediately targeted the dwarf warrior.

Tumu also saw Colin with bright armor not far away. Although he did not recognize Colin, he also knew that this was a big fish.

So, he roared wildly, took heavy steps, and rushed over like a steel monster.

Colin also sneered, holding swords in both hands, and greeted him without fear.

Bang bang bang!

Tumu's footsteps are getting heavier and heavier, and the footprints behind him are getting deeper and deeper, as if his weight has been rising as he charges.

In the end, the whole land seemed to be shaking with his footsteps.

But Colin didn't have the slightest fear or dodge.

One hundred steps.

Fifty steps.

Twenty steps!

Closer, closer!

Colin had clearly seen the bloodthirsty smile on Tumu's face.

But in the next second, he stopped his charge abruptly, and this change from extreme movement to extreme silence made Tumu on the opposite side stunned for a moment.

But driven by inertia, Tumu couldn't stop.

No need to stop either.

In Tumu's view, this human general is a coward.

But at such a distance, whoever persuades will die!

Tumu laughed wildly, and raised the giant hammer in his hand, as if he had seen the scene of Colin's head being smashed by him in the next second.

boom!

Tumu took the last step, his body had already jumped high, and the giant hammer in his hand smashed at Colin like a meteorite falling from the sky.

However, at this moment, a huge figure suddenly rushed out from behind Ke Lin.

His whole body was shrouded in black armor, no skin was exposed. He held a shield in the left and a gun in the right. The whole person stood in front of Colin like a majestic mountain.

Boom!

A loud bang.

Tumu's giant hammer smashed heavily on the armored man's giant shield, and the thick steel shield was even deeply dented.

The huge impact made the armored man's legs sink deep into the mud of the river beach, but his body was as stable as Mount Tai.

There was a hint of astonishment and a dignified look in Tumu's eyes.

But the next moment, his face was instantly filled with fear.

Because a long spear pierced out from behind the giant shield like a flooded dragon like lightning, and Tumu, who was still in mid-air, had a hard time evading.

Chi!

The long spear stabbed Tumu in midair.

Under the severe pain, Tumu let out a roar like a beast, and then ignored the serious injury he suffered, and slammed the giant hammer down again.

boom!

The originally broken giant shield could not resist the bombardment of the giant hammer again, and instantly turned into countless swirling iron pieces and scattered.

And the giant hammer smashed heavily on the helmet of the armor under the action of terrifying inertia.

The helmet instantly deformed, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

But the armored man didn't seem to feel the pain. He waved his spear and smashed Tumu into the ground, and then stepped on it with one foot.

Tumu only felt that his armor was groaning and groaning under the opponent's giant feet, but he noticed just now that there was a little dark green skin under the opponent's twisted helmet, and a ferocious glance. fangs.

The opponent is a troll warrior!

Tumu was full of doubts, how could the trolls help the Golden Lions?

"Surrender, I'll give you a decent." Colin's indifferent voice sounded.

"Bah!" Tumu spat out a mouthful of blood and said disdainfully, "Only the dwarf warriors who died in battle did not surrender..."

Bang!

Colin kicked Tumu hard on the head, knocking him unconscious.

The fall of Toumu was a fatal blow to the morale of the dwarf army.

Before Marquis Dawson had crossed the river, this fifth-order dwarf warrior was the backbone of the dwarf army on the south bank.

At this time, seeing that the powerful and unparalleled General Tumu was trampled under his feet, his life and death were unknown, and panic immediately began to spread among the dwarves.

And when the battle is in full swing, such panic is deadly.

On the side of the Golden Lion Legion, the morale was boosted. The soldiers were not afraid of death and rushed forward, forward, and then forward. Under the tide-like offensive, the dwarves had to retreat step by step.

But this backsliding will only make their situation worse.

Because, behind them, is the raging river.

Although there are more dwarves coming to the south bank along the pontoon bridge, they can't have much influence on the battle situation at this time.

Because they have been blocked by friendly forces who are trying to retreat, they cannot play the true role of the new force at all.

It will only make the beach position more crowded and more chaotic.

To make matters worse, the gathered dwarf army has become a living target for the archers of the Golden Lion Army, and the arrows falling like rainstorms are harvesting the lives of the dwarves with high efficiency.

"Rush! Rush forward!"

"Can't go back! Can't go back!"

...

The dwarf officers roared hoarsely, trying to salvage the slump, but the power of the individual was so weak in this situation.

Sometimes, instead of the soldiers wanting to retreat, they had to.

Under the collapse of the front line, the dwarves have been compressed into living space, and it is impossible to replace and rotate in an orderly manner.

The army behind could not rush up, the army at the front was exhausted, and the large-scale rout was unstoppable.

puff, puff...

Dwarven soldiers were already being pushed into the water.