Woo woo!
The horn was blown, and the deep sound spread to the surroundings.
The sky was gloomy, and gray clouds covered both sides of the sky. It was as if the sky would collapse at any moment.
Amidst the sound of the horn, the two armies slowly approached each other.
Spears and spears were like a forest, and the men and horses were like a wall. The flags on both sides fluttered in the wind. The family insignia and the many aristocrats' private flags were extremely gorgeous and eye-catching, representing their respective identities.
The side using the blue flag was the Earl of Azure Mountain's side. It was mostly made up of blue-blood aristocrats, and there were a total of six thousand of them. Just from the formation of the troops, it could be seen that they outnumbered the Red Army by half.
On the other side, although Viscount Garcia's mighty army was smaller in number, it looked more elite. It was not as messy as this side, and the red lion flag fluttered in the strong wind.
Wu Ming stood at the front of the army, quietly observing the opposite formation.
He split his subordinates into two teams. The infantry team was led by Knight Jack, while he personally commanded all the cavalry.
Six thousand versus four thousand!
Although there was a slight difference, it was not the final deciding factor.
After all, Viscount Garcia was an outstanding military strategist.
The Earl of Azure Mountain had obviously learned from the previous defeat, and half-forced all the cavalry under him to gather together.
The scattered cavalry was like a plate of loose sand. Only by gathering together could they launch a powerful attack!
To achieve this goal, the Earl had stuffed most of his Knights into the Knight Team, increasing the size of the entire cavalry to five hundred people.
It could be said that on the Wind Firefly Plains, this was already a rather impressive force.
A group of 500 knights led by a dozen knights could even scatter an army of thousands, crushing all obstacles in their way.
"Go!"
"Go!"
When the two armies had reached a certain distance, two Knights suddenly charged out from the front. They were the Earl of Azure Mountain and Viscount Garcia.
These two people with the highest positions in the Wind Firefly Plains were going to have a final negotiation, but the outcome was already decided.
A moment later, the two Knights returned to their respective formations, and an even more intense horn sounded.
"The negotiation has broken down. Prepare to charge!"
Wu Ming shouted loudly, his hands gripping tightly onto his weapons.
His astonishing eyesight allowed him to accurately estimate the number of cavaliers on the other side.
The other side had also gathered all of their cavalry to maximize their use. There were more than 400 of them, and the number of knights among them exceeded the number of knights on the other side.
"Garcia won the first battle between the lion and the tiger and gained the allegiance of a large number of independent knights and wandering knights, greatly increasing his strength!"
Wu Ming thought silently. Then, he heard a loud roar, "Charge!"
This was an order from the cavalry commander, Baron Treeve.
Baron Treeve was tall, riding a horse with blood-red eyes. The breath he exhaled was like raging steam.
He was a rare Knight genius among the Blue Bloods. At the age of 16, he had been baptized as a Knight, and it was said that he had developed several abilities that could only be inherited by Blue Bloods. His strength had greatly increased, and ordinary Knights were no match for him.
At this moment, under his command, 500 cavalrymen charged out of the formation like a black arrowhead.
"Charge!"
On the other side, many knights roared, and a torrent of steel also rushed out.
At this moment, in the face of a large army, both sides had abandoned all schemes and plots. The most direct way was to obtain victory through strength!
For a battlefield on the plains, being able to make use of cavalry represented a great deal of victory. Hence, not only the nobles on both sides, but even the most ordinary soldiers could not help but hold their breath and focus on the battlefield.
"Neigh!"
The horses neighed, and the charging cavalry seemed to have turned into phantoms.
The two black steel arrowheads charged faster and fiercer, and finally collided fiercely.
Bang! Bang!
Dull sounds could be heard. Almost at the beginning, more than 10 cavalrymen were smashed into meat paste, their ribs broken, and they died.
Whoosh!
Spears and spears danced in the air, forming a scene of a forest of swords. Every cavalry's charge was like a dance on the tip of the Grim Reaper's blade.
"Charge! Kill them all! "
Baron Treeve roared, waving the three-headed flail in his hand. The meteor hammer was powerful and heavy, smashing the cavalrymen off their horses one after another.
"Follow me!"
Wu Ming shouted, a golden light flashing in his eyes.
At his heart, a golden cocoon of light shone brightly. Traces of glory were transformed into the People's Power, and he mobilized it, forming a layer of mysterious power that surrounded himself and the cavalrymen under him.
"People's Power — Amplification!"
Under the influence of this power, his small cavalry charged faster, stronger, and more cohesive. Like an arrowhead, they ruthlessly pierced through the middle of the enemy.
"Kill!"
In an instant, more than 10 horses rushed towards Wu Ming, and Wu Ming's shocking perception allowed him to know that there were knights hidden under the armor!
'Does Viscount Garcia think so highly of me?'
He silently cursed in his heart, sweeping his spear horizontally, and with a shocking strength, he swept two cavalrymen off their horses. He then pulled out the Dragon Heart Sword, and with a flash of light on the light blue blade, he cut through the armor of two opponents as if he was cutting vegetables.
"Haha! Well done! "
Baron Treeve laughed loudly, waving his flail like a whirlwind. No matter where he went, the cavalrymen were thrown off their horses. Even with the combined strength of several cavalrymen, they could not resist his monstrous strength.
This was the amplification brought about by his blue blood, which was several times more powerful than the baptism of a normal knight.
As a descendant of Thale the First, the success rate of baptism was far higher than that of other commoners, and it was also more likely for him to receive some incredible gifts.
Swoosh!
However, at this moment, a black arrow flew towards him like a poisonous snake, and in an instant, it pierced his mask.
Puff!
A blood-red rose exploded from Baron Treve's eye sockets. Immediately after, he fell off his horse and was trampled into meat paste amidst his cries of surprise!
Having lost their leader, the whole cavalry immediately scattered. The cavalrymen with red capes cheered and launched a counterattack against the Blue Tigers.
In the midst of the chaos, the cavalry under Wu Ming's leadership was particularly eye-catching.
"Hmm?"
He immediately sensed great danger, and his eyes were fixed on a figure among the cavalrymen who was dodging.
"Knight strength, proficient in long-range sniping?"
"In the midst of a chaotic battle, it would be very dangerous to be targeted by him!"
Wu Ming clamped his thighs, and his mount immediately let out a long whistle. It suddenly turned around and led the other cavalrymen towards the center of the enemy's formation.
Although the other cavalrymen might not necessarily listen to his orders, the Knights from Kalos followed behind him without hesitation and launched a charge.
Puff!
Puff! With a flick of his spear, two of the cavalrymen were flung away along with their horses. Even a knight could not withstand a full-force attack from a spear.
"Fire!"
Suddenly, the enemy commander's voice sounded. Immediately after, a sky full of arrows rained down, piercing the air with great force. Impressively, they were all fired by crossbows!
Clang! Clang!
Clang! The rain of arrows fell on the plate made of fine steel, producing a sound like a rainstorm.
Once on the battlefield, Wu Ming did not dare to be careless. He still wore a full set of knight's armor that was like a tin can.
In any case, the weight of over a hundred kilograms did not affect his movements.
Crack!
Numerous arrows left small white marks on the plate of armor, but soon after, they helplessly broke into two.
Even the enemy archers did not notice a flash of light under Wu Ming's armor.
The Power of the People was the closest source of power to the world's power. It could transform into anything, be used for attack, defense, and even provide healing and recovery.
Just now, Wu Ming had only used a small part of his skill. With a slight buff on his armor, he easily blocked the attack of the rain of arrows.
"Still want to run?"
He rushed into the enemy cavalry, and after knocking over two more people, he suddenly found that the Dark Arrow Knight was quickly retreating. He could not help but laugh, and with a swing of his hand, he threw the knight's spear.
Whoosh!
The spear cut through the sky, the tip of the spear seemed to be burning, carrying with it a golden flame. It was like a meteor, flashing resplendently.
Puff!
The escaping Dark Arrow Knight was stunned. Immediately after, a large hole appeared in his chest, and he and his horse were nailed to the ground.
"Don't be afraid, charge with me!"
Wu Ming shouted in a deep voice. With the amplification of the Power of the People, his voice almost spread throughout the battlefield.
"William! William! "
His voice seemed to have a strong infectious power, causing the cavalry, who had been at a loss because they had lost their leader, to find their target. They followed behind Wu Ming, charging towards the enemy.
"Send the signal, let the cavalry return!"
In the army of the Red Majestic Army, Viscount Garcia no longer looked at the battlefield. He let out a long breath, feeling a little depressed, "Plain Clothed Sword Saint — William?"
"Roar!
Roar! "
After seeing the enemy start to retreat, all the cavalry finally could not hold it in anymore, and cheered together, celebrating this victory.
"We have lost more than a hundred people, and the enemy has around 120 to 150 people!"
Wu Ming's eyes surveyed the battlefield, "Now that the enemy has retreated, if we continue to pursue them, we should be able to increase the number of cavalry by a few dozen, and even disrupt the enemy's formation. This is an opportunity to win!"
An expert in military strategy grasped the situation and grasped the opportunity to win, but a true master in military strategy would create his own opportunities to win!
"If I continue to pursue and defeat Viscount Garcia, it will not be in my interest …"
Just as Wu Ming was thinking, a flag came from behind him. It was an order to retreat.
This made him suddenly make a decision, but at the same time, he felt a little depressed. He knew that the Earl of Blue Mountain was still the Earl of Blue Mountain, unable to let go of his noble demeanor. If there were no accidents, they would definitely fail this time!
"Lord Earl!"
He rode back to the army, and came before the Earl of Blue Mountain, "Unfortunately, I have to inform you of a piece of news. Your loyal subject, fearless warrior, Baron Treves has died in battle …"
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