A letter of war rekindled.

On the plains outside Cantland, flags fluttered, war drums thundered, cold swords and spears reflected a little cold light, tight bows, arrows and crossbows were ready to go, solemn infantry and cavalry turned into different arrays and stood on standby. Under the clear sky, two dark torrents looked at each other. No one retreated or rushed on the two sides, just like two wild beasts staring at the fierce light, and the fierce fighting was about to break out at any time.

Earl Heather was wearing a silver-gray chain mail and rode on the tall war horse. His energetic face was full of solemn eyes at the dense and murderous military formations in the distance. Aside him, countless neatly dressed officers were waiting for the orders. The tension in the war seemed to make everyone look solemn.

Because this is a war that determines the life and death of the territory, no one dares to be careless at all.

Earl Heather could have been defending the city and constantly consumed the opponent's army with the advantage of geographical advantages. However, he did not choose this conservative strategy. Sticking to Cantland might allow him to win easily, but he could not completely defeat and annihilate the opponent!

Viscount Frant's strategy to defeat Cantland, you can choose to retreat and make a comeback. If Count Heather cannot seize the opportunity to eliminate the opponent's live power in one fell swoop, the two sides will return to the previous attack and defense tug-of-war of Diorda in the future.

This is definitely not a situation that Count Heather is willing to see.

His army was far larger than Viscount Frant, his soldiers and officers were far stronger than Viscount Frant, and his logistics supplies were far better than those of the other side! With such an advantage, Earl Heather was even more unlikely to choose a conservative strategy!

Of course, the only one that deserves to be afraid of by Bai Xize among Viscount Frant!

Earl Heather admitted that Baixize's power may have the ability to change the direction of the battlefield for a short time. He has had a deep understanding of this, but now, he no longer has to worry about Baixize!

because--

He has long been sure to win this war!

Woo--

The melodious sound of trumpet suddenly spread throughout the sky, and the sound of shouts and killings echoed through the sky in the solemn and cold plain battlefield instantly erupted! But the black torrents that separated each other quickly merged and collided, and the crossbows roared, arrows filled the sky. The harsh metal collision sounds of swords and spears slashed and slashed!

Earl Heather stood still in place with a calm expression, his eyes always paying attention to changes in the battlefield. He believed in his soldiers and the officers in command. These subordinates who followed him through many battles would not disappoint him!

And they did not disappoint him. The advantage of the size of the army quickly opened a breakthrough in the tug-of-warm tide of soldiers began to rush to the flying falcon Celestial of Viscount Frant.

He should have been out.

Earl Heather thought so. In the distance, the cavalrymen around Viscount Frant finally began to act. Under the leadership of a silver-white shadow, they quickly penetrated the torrent of soldiers coming from Earl Heather, and rushed left and right to continuously form a divided and encircled situation. When the soldiers of Viscount Frant around saw this scene, their morale was greatly boosted. The weapons in their hands immediately cooperated with the attack of the silver-white shadow to encircle and strangle!

Frowning his eyebrows, Count Heather shook his head and sighed secretly. Sure enough, Bai Xize personally led the cavalry's command offensive to be completely unstoppable!

After waved to a waiting officer beside him, the other party immediately stepped back with understanding, rode a war horse and ran away towards the officers commanding in front of the battlefield.

The soldiers rushed desperately, blood splattered like goose feathers, and corpses could be seen everywhere on the stained plains. The discarded broken swords and flags stood obliquely. Under the gradually fading sunset sunset, the exhausted soldiers numbly waved their weapons and slashed at the enemy. Before the order to retreat was issued, they would not retreat, and could only fight to the end.

Bai Xize casually cut off the heads of the soldiers who rushed towards him with a sword. The silver-white armor and war horses had already made the blood turn bright red. The blood-stained face was calmly observing the situation on the battlefield. As the commander, he could not be like a reckless warrior who only knows how to charge. He could seize the flaws of the enemy's military formation at any time to take the opportunity to guide his army to rush. The key to winning the battlefield was his real responsibility.

The disadvantage of the number of troops was entirely due to his continuous charge of cavalry, which barely resisted the opponent's continued fierce attack. As time passed by little, Count Heather's offensive finally slowed down gradually, and the pressure he was under began to ease. At this time, his eyes lit up, and it seemed like he saw a light of dawn in the chaotic battlefield. He raised the sword in his hand and gave a command. The cavalry commanded like an arm immediately followed the respected commander in front of him and began to charge together!

A tough will may temporarily support the exhausted spirit and body, but the slowness of thinking and action is inevitable. Through the army gradually emanating from Count Heather, Baixize keenly sensed a weak line of defense that appeared on the other side. The end of this line of defense is where Count Heather is!

Shoot the man and shoot the horse first, and capture the thief first!

This principle is very simple. If you want to reverse the situation of the war's disadvantage, Baixize can only completely solve the difficulties faced by the Viscount Frant's army on the battlefield!

So, he acted.

Looking down from the blood-red sky, a silver light passed through layers of soldiers' obstacles, like a sharp knife stabbing towards Count Heather.

"He's here."

At this moment, a voice suddenly appeared beside Count Heather.

“Everything is in the plan.”

A smile appeared on the old face of Count Heather.

"It's time for us to do it." said the voice.

"We need to wait a moment, the signal on the opposite side has not appeared yet!" Earl Heather looked into the distance and said lightly.

"Prevent accidents." The voice seemed meaningless.

Earl Heather was silent and nodded, saying, "Tell the people below to start preparing."

"I have already given the order." said the voice.

"Hmm? It seems you can't wait." Earl Heather said in a daze.

"Because I never underestimate my opponent." The voice said calmly.

"Yes, so he came faster than we thought!" Earl Heather nodded and looked at the familiar face that appeared in his sight.

"Spike array! Bow and crossbow shooting!"

Without waiting for the orders of Count Heather, the soldiers surrounding guards began to act amid the loud command of an officer!

A silver sword energy suddenly appeared and slashed towards the soldiers holding spears in parallel to the attack of the cavalry. Countless screams suddenly sounded. As the arrows shot from the sky fell, the knights charging raised their shields to protect their heads! Although many cavalry still fell into the ground, they could not slow down the unstoppable charge attack of the knights!
Chapter completed!