Chapter 284 Charge (2)

The soldiers' breathing became tense, and the dark shadows in their eyes gradually expanded until they covered the entire sky.

Because it was a quadratic array that was laid in hastily, it lacked the unique weapons of the infantry regiment, and the three-meter-long spear that was most effective against the horse team, so this quadratic array with only 20,000 people was never put into Xu Haifeng's eyes.

He rode his horse forward, and the spear in his hand splashed out stars, and he took the lead and rushed into the enemy formation.

He could clearly see the fear in the eyes of the person in front of him, the fear and timidity that comes from the depths of his soul, knowing that he will die without a doubt.

A silver light flashed, and a sharp spear like a phantom pierced the enemy's collarbone like a ghost. The internal force was everywhere, and the huge body was raised high and flew far behind.

In the air, a sharp and miserable scream spread from afar, like the huge hammer hitting the heart hard, which was heartbreaking.

His body drew a nearly perfect curve in the air and landed heavily on the heads of his teammates behind him.

The dark cloud was extremely excited. It gasped and rushed into the dense crowd.

Following Xu Haifeng tightly were the five thousand evil men in black armored men.

When a horse team rushes to the battlefield, it usually has to choose the weakest link of the enemy, so that it can achieve the greatest effect.

But Xu Haifeng and others were like unreasonable beasts, rushing to the bottom along the straight line on the continent. They didn't need to find any gaps.

The strength of the Black Flag Army is Xu Haifeng's reliance. He believed that as long as the five thousand Black Flag Army soldiers were following him, he could ignore all obstacles, because all resistance was like a layer of fragile thin paper, which could be broken in front of powerful strength.

The fierce and fierce light became more and more dazzling under the flames. The Black Flag Army finally rushed into the square formation composed of 20,000 light infantrymen.

All the knights raised the terrifying weapons in their hands high, and swung heavily at all the obstacles blocking them.

It shattered with one blow.

What a sharp blow.

No matter whether it is a person or a thing that blocks them, they will always have only one move, waving the mace in their hands and smashing it with a heavy blow, and the human armor is cracked and there is no longer any survivor.

There are no bows and arrows on their bodies, and their shields on them. Their only weapon is the mace weighing dozens of kilograms in their hands.

This terrifying weapon that rarely can be easily used by anyone has become a prominent symbol of the Black Flag Army at this time.

If Modao, this terrifying weapon is full of strong domineering spirit, and has always been the most powerful infantry weapon.

Then, the mace that is about meter long in the hands of the Black Flag Army is the best choice for horse war.

Modao is after all, just a powerful weapon for infantry. As a horse war, it has all kinds of inappropriate things.

The blade of the Modao is too thin and can easily break when a horse fights. Moreover, its size is too large, and it also has the inherent disadvantage of long weapons, that is, the weight of the head and tail is different. During battle, because the blade is too long, it is easy to hang the enemy's corpse on the tip of the knife, causing the knight to lose the center of gravity and fall off the horse.

When infantry is used, since their feet are firmly standing on the ground, they can be used as long as they have enough strength.

But cavalry is different. Adding such weight is a huge burden for horses. Apart from those peerless foals that are famous all over the world, few horses can afford it.

Similarly, since the weights on both ends are different, unless the riding technique reaches a superb level, you may be afraid that you will fly out before you hit someone with this weapon.

It is precisely because of these harsh conditions that this powerful weapon cannot be used on a large scale in horse warfare, especially for heavy cavalry, which is even more undesirable.

So Jiang Kongming settled for the second best and gave the cavalry a mace that was only about meter away.

The weight of the mace is definitely no less than that of the Modao. It is just right to use it as a cavalry that charges and especially the heavy cavalry like the Black Flag Army.

Every Bloody Wine Warrior rides a Bloody Wine Warrior. Although there are different people and horses, under the mysterious effect of Bloody Wine, they cooperate perfectly, and the knights on the horse are free and majestic.

Only those war horses that have taken blood wine can form this special cavalry unit, and only they can bear such heavy weight as if nothing had happened and gallop like flying on the battlefield.

All the soldiers holding maces showed unparalleled strength.

The invincible weapon was used like the wind in their hands, as if it was not a giant weapon weighing fifty kilograms, but just a toy that was waving by a child.

The enemy's spear, shield and sword have become vulnerable decorations in front of this overlord. Nothing can stop them for a moment, and nothing can delay their progress.

Their queue is still a very sharp cone, but the distance between horses has inevitably spread wide. However, the more this happens, the greater the range they attack.

No enemy can block their overwhelming attack.

The Caesars in the first row were either rushed into the air by the horse or smashed into meat by the oncoming terrifying weapons, followed by the second and third rows until they broke through the entire square formation.

The soldiers who fell to the ground endured severe pain and wanted to get up, but their wishes were difficult to realize.

The horses in the back row surged up again, and the thick iron cavalry stepped heavily on them. The power of that kind was like sharp long swords that pierced deeply into their bodies and their broken souls.

The impact of the Black Flag Army was like the rising tide water, with waves surging. All creatures that stood in front of them would be completely erased by the most powerful force in the world.

It was like a pair of sharp scissors cutting a folded piece of cloth, and it neatly cut the entire square from beginning to end into two parts.

They are born to belong to war. Only on the battlefield can the warriors of the Black Flag Army be as easy as fish in water and move forward and back freely. Only here, these humans who have lost their sense of independence can show their greatest talent and shine with the most dazzling light.

Only here can they find the meaning of their existence.

The black armor that represents death is full of extremely bright colors. This is their masterpiece. They are accumulating their merits with the lives of their enemies to prove their existence.

"ah……"

After picking away the last spearman, Xu Haifeng's eyes were bright, and he knew that he had already rushed out of the enemy formation.

However, he ran forward without stopping and began to detour ahead.

His body leaned against the side of the horse, and he completed the task of turning the horse's head with the smallest arc.

Behind him were the Black Flag Army Knights who had successfully emerged, but half of them were still scattered in the enemy's phalanx and did not follow.

The silver spear in Xu Haifeng's hand ignited gas again.

Whether it is Li Bohu's throat gun or the stars in the Fang family, it is no longer a secret skill in front of him.

As long as he has seen it once, he can easily master the essence of that set of martial arts. This has become his instinct and the basic ability of a master.

Even though Li Bohu was resurrected, Xiang Ming came in person and saw the silver spear in his hand, he could only accept the disadvantage.

He took the lead and rushed into the already chaotic enemy formation again. Behind him was still a thunderous rumbling sound. Five thousand people circled a small circle outside the battlefield and rushed in again.

Thick plasma was splashing in every corner of the battlefield at any time. They fell under the mace of the Black Flag Army, and were trampled on by the war horses, revealing their heartbrokenness. They wailed hard until their lives were lost and gradually returned to peace.

Here - it is Asura Hell.

The trembling hand held a sharp spear. This partner, who brought them endless courage on weekdays, seemed so fragile and unreliable at this time.

Their hearts were already in a nearly crazy panic. Faced with such monsters, even the veterans who had been through the battle formation had a trace of despair from the bottom of their hearts, which was the most primitive fear from the depths of their souls.

The Fourth Legion also had countless blood in its hands. In the eyes of the pagans who captured the cities and destroyed the villages by them, the Fourth Legion was synonymous with the demons.

Not only did they not take it as humiliation, they were complacent about it.

However, they never expected that one day they would face the real demons, the group of demons who returned from hell.

With swords and guns raised at the same time, the murderous aura was so fierce that the Black Flag Army rushed around in the square formation without any scruples. Wherever there were many people, the battlefield was continuation.

"Kill..."

The loud shouting was not from Xu Haifeng or any of the Black Flag Army. They only knew to attack forward in a quiet voice and attack again until there was no enemy in front of them.

The person who shouted this loud slogan was the Caesar, a middle-aged Caesar officer. He was recognized as the most brave general in the Fourth Legion. He led his own team to force the Black Flag Army.

However, in the next moment, his life ends here.

Xu Haifeng's spear passed through his throat and pulled it out. His body paused for a moment, and lay down in disbelief forever.

One, two, three, countless horses stepped over him without mercy until they became a ball of powder, mixed in turbid dust, and could no longer leave any traces.

The most brave troops in the Fourth Legion were vulnerable in front of them, and the devastating attack was announced to everyone that they could not stop them.

The Caesars' square formation was solid walls, and the Black Flag Army was omnipresent mercury. Their impact was like a collapsed snow-capped mountain, and it was so surging and so unstoppable.

No one can describe the fierceness and combat effectiveness of the Black Flag Army. Their ruthless killing is like a blunt sword without a sharp edge, slowly grinding away the Caesars' courage and slowly cutting them off.

Facing them, the Caesars were shaken, with infinite fear and fear in their eyes. The tight square began to have a silent slack, and a hopeless fear was gradually eroding their will.
Chapter completed!