The elites from the four sects practically crashed into the Mongolian cavaliers with the force of a bulldozer.
It was the most horrifying battle!
The most brutal close-quarters combat was displayed at that moment.
Without the NPC soldiers acting as a buffer, the martial artists clashed head-on against the Mongolian cavaliers for the first time, and the fiercest sparks and blood gushed out.
"…"
In the blink of an eye, the vanguard of the Mongolian cavaliers was stunned by more than one hundred supreme-class elites from the four sects right when they clashed.
For the first time ever, the hundreds of brave and invincible cavaliers who charged through the battlefield were completely defeated when they clashed against each other. In an instant, more than two hundred Mongolian cavaliers died.
The warhorses neighed in pain, the Mongolian cavaliers cried out in pain when they fell off their horses, and the sounds of weapons clashing against each other pushed forward in the direction of the Mongolian cavaliers.
"Kill them!"
"Haha! A normal Mongolian cavalier is worth twenty points! This feels great! "
"There are at least eleven thousand Mongolian cavaliers in this group, and they're worth at least two hundred thousand points! Haha! Brothers and sisters, let's see who can snatch the most points!"
"You silly boy, don't rush too far ahead! If you die, you'll have nothing left!"
"Darn it! How dare you look down on me?! "
Once the twenty thousand or so martial artists landed on the ground, they were much faster than the Mongolian cavaliers. They spread out from the front line and quickly formed a huge pocket.
Countless people pounced on the area where Happy had cleared out the chaos beforehand. There were more than one thousand Mongolians who had lost their horses and were forced to fight on the ground. They were pushovers.
"What the heck?!"
"They can't be this fierce, right?!"
Quite a number of people among the twenty thousand or so elites were shocked. "What the heck? What did those people in front of us do?"
In truth, even though the people sent by the four sects were all elites, not all of them were brave and fearless, and they were not afraid of death, especially those who knew the might of the Mongolian cavaliers' charge. There were quite a number of people in the group who had an indescribable trauma toward the cavalier battalion.
This was especially so now that there were no NPC soldiers acting as a buffer between the two armies. They had even prepared for the worst. If their formation was scattered during the first charge …
But what they did not expect was that the ones whose formation was scattered were the Mongolian cavaliers!
Before the ten thousand or so Mongolian cavaliers could spread out, their vanguard was destroyed by the elites from the four sects, and they were forced back. Their blood dyed the ground red, and it spread out for more than three hundred feet.
In an instant, more than ten thousand armored cavaliers were like dogs and chickens after they lost their warhorses. They could not fight against an equal number of martial artists. Under the dense flashes of weapons, they were cut down on the ground while covered in wounds. Their blood dyed the ground, and it formed a trail of blood that was 328 feet long.
As the middle collapsed, the martial artists were like a sharp sword that split the large group of Mongolian cavaliers into three battlefields.
The one thousand or so Mongolian cavaliers were held back by the one thousand or so Chinese cavaliers led by Mongolian cavaliers, and they were engaged in a fierce battle.
Due to Happy's interference, the middle section became the region with the greatest advantage. The martial artists pushed forward with the force of a bulldozer, and they were even faster than Thunderous Battle.
As for Thunderous Battle, he had more than one hundred top-tier players with him. Be it combat experience or survivability, they were not something a normal player could hope to compare to.
Furthermore …
Thunderous Battle, Little North, Red Dust, Phantasmal Shadow, and Night Rain Follows Wind had the experience of facing a large number of Mongolian cavaliers at the same time. They had to bear the greatest risk, but their own safety was not a problem. Once they took care of each other, even if they faced the strongest pressure, they did not back down. Instead, they had the absolute upper hand.
Of course!
Everyone knew clearly that the person who had created this situation was Happy, and he was the one who had contributed the most to the battle.
If it were not for the fact that Happy had charged into the battlefield early on and weakened the enemy's vanguard, their losses would have been great when they faced the charge of more than ten thousand cavaliers on flat ground.
But now …
In the blink of an eye, he had killed at least two thousand cavalrymen.
If they continued to advance, it was not impossible for them to completely devour this group of cavalrymen!
After noticing the current situation, some of the people who were originally fearful and uneasy swept away the shadows in their hearts and rushed to throw themselves into the battle.
…
Puff!
Puff!
The legs of the warhorses were continuously cut off.
Happy continued to work tirelessly. With one hand, he tapped against the ground and charged forward while he swung his Noble Sword. He quickly moved under the warhorse's belly. Dozens of Mongolian cavaliers around him cried out in surprise and fell off their horses. They attacked him with their weapons, but Happy resolutely turned around to avoid them.
Petite Dragon was more than enough to deal with these people.
At the instant he crawled out from under the warhorse, Happy quickly observed the situation within a circular area of 328 feet.
His charge had caused at least two thousand Mongolian cavaliers to fall off their horses. Without their warhorses as support, their combat strength was greatly reduced.
Right now, there was a great commotion.
The momentum of the cavaliers' charge was completely blocked.
Tens of thousands of people crashed into each other!
The Mongolian cavaliers sank into a difficult battle.
When he saw this, Happy instantly released a breath of relief. He noticed that the situation was already under control, and his side had obtained a great advantage. Once he entered the depths of the enemy group, Happy knew that his mission could be considered to have been completed. As of now, the situation was already under control. Even if there were unavoidable casualties, the four sects could withstand it! The greatest hidden danger had already been dealt with.
'Alright, since the situation is already under control, I'll reap the rewards before the Mongolian cavaliers react and retreat!'
While he was in the air, Happy's sword momentum changed.
He changed Flying Dragon Sword Technique to Universe's Lightning Destruction Style.
His sword glares were like lightning!
Sparks quickly crawled into the foreheads of the dozen or so Mongolian cavaliers around him. Blood gushed into the air, and a thunderous roar rose in the ears of the Mongolian cavaliers around him.
"How dare you?!"
A fierce howl came charging at him.
Happy became wary. He did not even turn his head around. His body twisted in an irregular manner in the air, and the sharp axe blade practically grazed Happy's body and missed.
When the 1,000-man commander who ambushed Happy saw that his attack missed, he instantly flew into a rage!
But before he could change his attack, a sharp bolt of lightning instantly crawled between his eyes. He instantly lost control of his axe, which was swung halfway, and it crashed violently into the ground. It sank half a foot into the ground.
Thud!
The corpse fell to the ground.
"Ding!"
The system gave a notification.
"You have successfully killed a 1,000-man commander. Additional war achievement gained. 1,000 war achievement gained!"
"Current battle achievement: 9,320 points!"
Happy was already used to the notification of him gaining double points. He was not affected by it. He picked up the third-echelon grade one masterpiece that the 1,000-man commander dropped and quickly stuffed it into his Universe Bag.
Since the start of the battle, his points had been accumulating very quickly, but Happy was not satisfied at all.
"One cavalier follower died!"
"One cavalier follower died!"
The system continuously notified him of his cavalier follower dying. In the blink of an eye, one-third of his 625 subordinates had died, and it was almost as fast as the speed at which he gained points. There was no way he could relax.
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