Panting, clattering of hooves, clashing of swords and armors, screams, and the whistling of the wind …
The pale white snow reflected the dazzling sunlight. His body was numb from the cold and his hands had almost lost all feeling.
I can't stop, I can't stop.
Hanks kept repeating this sentence in his heart as he rode on his horse. It wasn't that he didn't want to turn back and fight, but the cavalry wasn't like the infantry. The infantry could turn back and fight, but if the cavalry tried to fight back while escaping, they would only welcome death.
How many knights did he have left? Thirty or twenty? He couldn't count because he had heard too many screams of fallen knights … The skeletal warhorses couldn't run as fast as human warhorses, but their endurance was far better. At first, Hanks thought he could shake off the enemies, but after running for a kilometer, the forty undead knights caught up with him!
One knight after another was slashed by the swords from behind. What was even more terrifying was the necromancer in the enemy's team. Hanks watched as two of his personal guards were killed by the bone spears, but he didn't dare to turn back …
As time passed, he began to feel despair.
His palm touched the hilt of his sword, Hanks wanted to say something, but the cold wind blew into his lungs and stung his lungs. But just as he pulled out his sword, he was about to turn back and fight, but he was completely frozen by the scene in front of him …
On the white wilderness, a knight holding a flag suddenly appeared in his field of vision.
At first, Hanks did not see the pattern on the flag clearly, but as a gust of wind blew past, when the symbol of the wolf head on the huge flag appeared in front of him, this commander who was at the end of his rope actually burst into tears in an instant.
It's Duke's troops!
There was no time to figure out why a knight holding a flag would appear here. Hanks almost immediately saw the knight as his last hope. He pointed his sword and said: "Go there! Follow him! "
At this time, the remaining twenty-five knights had no choice but to follow Hanks slowly. The knight in the distance also began to speed up. The wolf's head flag fluttered in the wind, leading the fleeing knights to the edge of the forest in the distance …
The undead knight followed behind unhurriedly. The necromancer named Karl slightly narrowed his eyes, as if he was also wondering why there were other human knights here.
Some vigilant thoughts emerged in Karl's mind. He hesitated for a moment on whether to "stop" or not. But seeing that Hanks and the others had slowed down due to the change in direction, he tightened his grip on his wand and ordered the undead knight beside him, "Chase after them and kill them all!"
But as soon as he said this, he felt everything in front of him disappear.
"Damn it!"
The burning sensation instantly made Karl understand that this was the effect of the 'Holy Light Spell'. He raised his hand to cover his eyes, but the skeletal warhorse slowed down because of this. It was the same for the other Undead Knights as well. Their movements were more or less affected, thus delaying the time it took for them to catch up to the human knights …
"Insignificant skill."
It was very difficult to cast a spell on a bumpy horse, but Karl waved his hand, and a gust of black mist gushed out, condensing around the entire team without dispersing. It blocked the Holy Light Spells that kept appearing outside, and they regained their vision.
But then a cavalry unit suddenly rushed out from the edge of the forest, directly charging towards them from the side!
What's going on?!
Karl's expression changed in an instant, but he immediately calmed his mind. There were only 60 of them charging over, and his team had been killing their way through. Although there were only 46 undead knights here, with the advantage of his' Necromancy Spell ', he had no reason to be afraid of them.
Maybe it was because the previous' victory 'had given him strong confidence, or maybe it was because Hanks's defeat made him think that all humans were so cowardly. At this moment, Karl did not hesitate to meet force with force!
"Turn! Prepare to meet the enemy head-on! "
He gave up on Hanks's team and directly prepared to meet this new cavalry unit.
And only then did Hanks, who had shaken off his pursuers, think about the origin of this cavalry unit. But after looking for a long time, he simply could not find a suitable answer …
In this era, many 'knights' only had an empty title. In reality, many of them only had a set of tattered armor that had been passed down in their family for who knows how many decades. When it came to a real battle, they would often wear such tattered armor to participate in the battle.
And these knights in front of him? Every single one of their armor was worth a fortune! Every single one of them!
But before he could see anything else, the two troops had already entered the final stretch of the frontal assault …
"Come, come …"
Necromancer Karl raised his wand with a fanatical gaze, casting buff spells on the undead knights in front of him. Then, he took out a scroll and held it in his hand …
"Come, strengthen Baron Belom's troops —"
He grinned and reached out to tear the scroll, as though he could already see the scene of the cavalry being crushed.
But in the next second, the necromancer's head exploded out of thin air.
"Bang!"
Karl's head was sent flying from his nose like a watermelon that had been smashed in mid-air. Brain juice and black blood splattered everywhere. The shadow of the arrow disappeared in a flash, and the corner of Karl's mouth still maintained the sneer from just now.
Then, the headless corpse fell off the skeletal warhorse and was instantly swept into the torrent of iron hooves behind.
This sudden turn of events left the undead knights dumbfounded. And in just three to four seconds, the arrows in front of them had already smashed the heads of several knights!
The fallen corpses and warhorses obstructed the knights at the back, and the formation was instantly broken. Before they could adjust, Sodelor had already led the first row of five knights into the enemy's formation!
"Boom —"
The 'Specter Knight's' most powerful head-on skill was unleashed. The lance in Sodelor's hand turned into three shadows, and wrapped in Battle Aura, he rammed the undead in front of him into the sky …
The sound of hooves was instantly drowned out by the clashing of weapons, and screams sounded incessantly. The undead fought back with all their might, but they didn't expect to be greeted by a large patch of flickering golden light!
The 18 knights in the first three rows were all covered in 'Holy Shields'!
This kind of situation made the attacks of the undead almost ineffective. None of them expected that their most powerful assault would be ineffective. Karl's death made the team lose their soul. Without a leader, the team's morale instantly collapsed, and they no longer had any fighting spirit left.
Sodelor was wearing the excellent tank armor, and his HP had already exceeded 13,000 after the buff. His defense had also reached an unimaginable level. As he charged forward, the blades and swords were bounced off, and the 'Guardian Tooth' drank blood to kill the enemy, plowing a trench in the enemy's formation!
Although the remaining knights were close in level to the undead, their equipment, attack, defense, and morale were all a notch higher than the undead. After the first wave of charge ended, there were still 46 of the 60 people who maintained their combat strength. Without hesitation, they turned their horses around and began the second wave of charge.
At this time, 120 squires had already rushed out of the forest and surrounded the battlefield, beginning to encircle and annihilate.
Rody did not participate in the charge. After changing his equipment, his attack power had increased by several levels. At that moment, the combination of 'Rapid Shooting' and 'Focus Shooting', the 'Exploding Arrows' had already killed 13 knights.
At the rear of the fierce battle, Akasha, Ika, and Mason were constantly releasing divine spells under the protection of the squires. Their mana had been exhausted several times, and they had already taken nine bottles of potion. At this time, their faces were pale, and they were trying to endure the discomfort brought by the potion.
Roddy pursed his lips and looked around. After confirming that there were no other enemies, he finally slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
His psychological pressure was greater than anyone else's.
He made the decision to "save people", which meant that he might not only sacrifice his men, but also himself. After making such a decision, Roddy realized that he and those politicians who played with power were completely opposite ends of the spectrum.
Sacrifice, dedication. Selfish, unscrupulous.
Most of the rulers in history were the latter, while the former were often missing.
Roddy would take revenge for any grievances he suffered, but he was also willing to take risks for strangers like Hanks. He didn't know what kind of person he would become in the end, but he was very clear that after making such a decision, he didn't have a trace of regret in his heart.
Sodelor didn't ask the reason why Roddy made this choice, but he said this to Roddy before the charge: "No matter where you are, there will always be heroes that you can't see saving the country … I won't have any regrets going to them, because every soldier of Sola Outpost is worth it."
So Roddy felt relieved.
Fortunately, with the help of Akasha and the other squires and healing potions, no one died.
The three healers expended a lot of magic power to create a group Holy Shield. With all the BUFFs and all the "Excellent" armor and "Excellent" weapons, seven of the knights and squires were heavily injured and sixteen were lightly injured in the end.
It sounded like a battle record of "zero deaths" was something to be proud of, but the cost behind it was too shocking. Over a hundred buff potions, more than thirty scrolls, heavily exhausted warhorses, damaged weapons and armor, etc. If converted into money, it would be almost a thousand gold coins.
And this was only the first step of the rescue operation. Roddy had already received news from Natha personally from the frontlines. He was very clear that if he didn't reclaim Sola Outpost from the undead, his troops would starve to death in the wilderness due to the lack of food.
"Hurry up and recover your strength!"
The "Frost Baron" Belorme had yet to appear at Sola Outpost. Roddy knew the gap between him and Belorme, so he could only prepare for a sudden attack. If he didn't reclaim Sola Outpost, his troops without food reserves could only wait to die in the wilderness …
Hanks, who had been rescued by Roddy's troops, and more than 20 knights rushed over. Obviously, the commander still didn't know who the young man before him was. He jumped off his horse and immediately gave a very formal military salute. "Commander of Sola Outpost, Hanks. Thank you for your help, Your Excellency. May I ask who you are …"
As he spoke, he glanced at the wolf head flag, not concealing the doubt in his eyes.
"The Dukes Of Angmar sent me to help you."
Roddy said as he moved to the side, and then pointed at Sodelor who was walking over. "Let me introduce myself. He is Sodelor, I am Roddy."
Hanks' eyes instantly widened, and he stuttered, "Y-You guys aren't …"
The heavily armored Sodelor stopped in his tracks, and took off his bloodstained helmet. He said in a low voice, "There are indeed people who want us dead, but they didn't succeed."
"So … we are here to send them to hell."
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