Dark clouds covered the sun.
The bloody battle continued.
The City of Dawn had many trump cards. Whether it was the reinforcements of the Seraphkin army or the Tauren tribe's fearlessness, the players were shocked.
And the Lord of Dawn.
The prince, who was only seventeen years old, was admired by countless players.
He had killed countless enemies at the bottom of the cliff.
The battle had lasted for more than ten hours without stopping.
He had killed the dark creatures alone.
When he was meditating, not a single dark creature dared to come within 30 meters of him!
What was this?
This was a powerful expert.
The most powerful expert in this area.
But the most shocking thing was …
At noon, it was supposed to be a short break.
Just as the dark creatures were about to retreat …
Rumble!
The cliff below the City of Dawn started to crumble.
Two huge and heavy city gates rose slowly.
No players knew about this. No one knew that a tunnel had been dug at the bottom of the cliff. No one knew that the City of Dawn was about to counterattack.
When the dark creatures saw the two city gates rising, they even had the urge to rush in.
But in the next moment!
Behind the left city gate, there was a burst of lightning that pierced through the battlefield within a radius of a few hundred meters.
A total of 3,000 cavalrymen rode on Thunder Warhorses and galloped over the mountains of corpses. They instantly smashed the nearest dark creatures into a pile of meat paste. They were extremely fast.
As for the city gate on the right, hundreds of Trolls led by Bloody Crusher charged at the dark creatures.
These Trolls were wearing huge golden armor. The cost of manufacturing these armor was several times higher than that of a normal human soldier.
But all of them were 3 to 5 meters tall. They were like steel giants that charged forward and overturned the dark creatures in front of the city gate.
"That's a cavalry legion. It's the [Blade Cavalry Legion] of the City of Dawn!" a player shouted excitedly as he slapped the city wall.
"Not only are there heavy cavalry, but there are also Trolls. My God, are the Trolls our ally? There are more than 100 of them? "Not only were the players shocked and bewildered, but the NPCs were also shocked.
Logically speaking, it was difficult to control the Trolls.
They were more likely to become the dark creatures' allies. But the situation had changed!
The Trolls were no longer the dark creatures' allies. Instead, they had become the City of Dawn's killing machine.
…
After the 3,000 cavalrymen charged out of the city gates, they quickly split into two groups. The human cavalrymen were all clad in golden armor, and so were their warhorses. They were like a torrent of metal as they charged into the dark race army.
In front of the heavy cavalry was a person who was not riding a horse. It was William. He suddenly shouted, "Spears!"
"Throw!" the entire army shouted.
As the 1,500 cavalrymen charged, they pulled out their short spears from their waists and threw them forward!
It was like a heavy crossbow.
Under the rapid inertia and the soldier's enormous arm strength,
When the short spear made contact with the ground, the dark creatures that were retreating fell to the ground one after another. Their heads and backs were pierced. Otherwise, they would have died on the spot.
The most important aspect of heavy cavalry was that they could never rest. They could never slow down, or else they would become living targets for the Dark Army. Even though the Thunder Warhorses were magical beasts, the same principle applied on the battlefield.
As for William, who was at the front, he was the key to maintaining the heavy cavalry's speed.
At this moment, he was like a bolt of lightning that pierced through the dark tide.
The heavy cavalry behind him simply swung out streams of dense saber qi and used the momentum of the Lightning Warhorses to turn all the enemies they encountered into minced meat.
The purpose of the heavy cavalry was to pierce through the dark army.
He wanted to pierce through the Dark Race army and carve out a path of blood. Wherever he passed, there would only be death.
Meanwhile.
Under the command of Legolas, the 1,500 light cavalrymen who had left the main battlefield shot out waves and waves of combat energy arrows, killing as many dark creatures as possible while they were at their wits' end.
The light cavalrymen could rely on the speed of their mounts to keep up with the dark creatures. They kept moving around and shooting. It was very annoying, but the dark creatures could not catch up.
This was the main point of light cavalrymen.
Never come into direct contact with the enemy.
They were good at mounted archery and kiting. This was the main reason why the Elves became light cavalrymen.
They were very accurate.
…
On the other side of the battlefield, Bloody Crusher led hundreds of Trolls and charged into the dark army with unstoppable momentum.
No matter what kind of monsters were in front of them, whether they were carrion monsters, zombies, spectres, or dark knights, they were no match for their huge mace.
It could even be said that.
On this battlefield, the combat power of the Trolls was much stronger than that of the other legions.
The key was Bloody Crusher.
This Advanced Troll with epic bloodline had dragon scales all over his body. He was nearly six meters tall and was fully equipped with dark gold equipment. His health was more than 100,000 and he held an epic mace. When he ran, he was like a tank that had gone out of control.
A giant dark lizard that was a few meters tall?
He hammered down.
His body was instantly flattened …
A carrion monster that was of similar height?
Rubbish bloodline and no equipment. Let daddy give you some fatherly love!
Bloody Crusher punched the Troll into the air and landed on the ground. He stomped on the Troll's head and crushed it.
There were no other fancy moves.
For the Trolls, being reckless was the end!
They only needed to charge with their mace.
As for the ordinary Intermediate dark creatures, they were no match for the Trolls.
The upper limit of intelligence was the Trolls' natural enemy …
The other Advanced professionals of the City of Dawn seemed to have predicted that this would happen. They flew down the cliff and attacked the Trolls while they were down. They wanted to cause the greatest loss to the dark creatures within these two hours.
…
The massacre continued.
At around 1: 30 in the afternoon, the entire army returned.
At this moment.
The Advanced combatants of the City of Dawn only rested when they recovered their battle energy.
At other times, they were engaged in battle.
Many people saw that the Lord had returned with injuries, but he still stood guard at the edge of the city wall. They wanted to go to the front and say, "Your Highness, take a rest. We can defend."
But no one dared to say it.
They could not say it either.
Because everyone knew in their hearts.
It was precisely because the Advanced combatants were defending the city wall that the City of Dawn could defend against the attack of the dark army.
They would go wherever there was danger.
They would appear wherever there were more dark creatures.
For example, William.
He had been fighting from the start to the end.
He was always at the bottom of the cliff. He faced the most ferocious attacks and the most ferocious enemies alone.
He killed his way to the dark creatures and took a detour.
But the next day.
The number of casualties was as high as 2,100.
And next?
How were they going to fight?
Everyone was silent.
Many people even felt hopeless.
But William did not want to say anything.
He just stood silently at the edge of the city wall like a statue that would never fall.
He knew.
Everyone could rest, except for him.
Because he was the King in the hearts of the commoners. He was the invincible God of War and the most powerful Lord in their eyes.
As long as he was here, he would bring light and hope to countless people.
He would also give the soldiers the belief that they would win.
So he.
He could not retreat.
At least.
It was far from time to rest.
Because …
The war would never stop.
This …
This was the Darkness invasion.
This was a war that could not allow for rest.
"Moreover, I'm half a player. I have data. My endurance and mental strength are slowly recovering. How can I be tired?" William smiled faintly as he squinted his eyes and looked ahead.
But now, if someone waved his hand in front of him …
He might not be able to see it …
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