Clatter.
Viscounts Orston's steak fell onto his plate.
The sauce splattered onto the napkin in front of his chest, and some even splashed onto his expensive suit.
Viscounts Orston wasn't in the mood to care about his suit. He only felt his hands and feet go cold, and his mind blank.
Why is the Black Cavalry here?
Aren't they hiding in Thorn Mountain?
"Sir, the enemy cavalry has charged out. What should we do?" The messenger saw the stunned Viscounts Orston and couldn't help but rush him.
Viscounts Orston was shocked. He came back to his senses and quickly ordered, "Quick! Get the attacking troops to retreat! Gather the soldiers and fight the enemy! "
"Yes, sir!"
Although the order had been given, Viscounts Orston didn't relax at all.
Because he knew that the odds were against them in this battle.
The Black Cavalry didn't have many soldiers, only eight thousand. They were scattered around Silvermoon City, with two thousand in each direction.
The Sky Horse Army had forty thousand soldiers outside Silvermoon City, with ten thousand in each direction.
Two thousand against ten thousand.
It seemed that the Sky Horse Army still had the advantage in numbers.
But in reality, the score couldn't be calculated like that.
Firstly, the Black Cavalry was a cavalry unit, while the Sky Horse Army outside Silvermoon City was pure infantry.
Infantry was naturally at a disadvantage against cavalry in the wild. The only way to win was to form a tight formation and counterattack with large shields, spears, bows, and other weapons.
But at this time, the Sky Horse Legion had already set up a siege formation. In order to prevent the rain of arrows from causing a large number of casualties, the formation would be extremely scattered.
Moreover, the weapons in the soldiers' hands were siege weapons, not large shields, spears, and other weapons to defend against cavalry attacks.
Moreover, the forty thousand Sky Horse Army outside Silvermoon City weren't the real elites.
The real elites had been brought to Thorn Mountain by Marquis Vincent to encircle the Black Cavalry.
The forty thousand Sky Horse Army was originally prepared to fight the half-elves' Silvermoon Guard. Of course, they wouldn't use elite troops.
However, the heavens seemed to be playing a joke on them. The Black Cavalry did not appear in Thorn Mountain, but rushed out of Silvermoon City!
Initially, I thought that my opponent would be a weakling with a combat power of 5. However, in the blink of an eye, Ultraman Tiga appeared.
Viscounts Orston's heart turned cold when he saw the Black Cavalry approaching him.
His first thought was to run.
However, his rationality told him that running away would only lead to worse consequences.
Because those with two legs could not outrun those with four legs, if they were chased by the cavalry, they would really become lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
The rumbling of the horses' hooves was like the sound of death, constantly approaching the Sky Horse Army.
At this time, the Sky Horse Legion's battle formation hadn't even been formed yet.
Black Cavalry's timing was too clever, completely catching the enemy off guard.
In their panic, the soldiers of the Eastern Region could only raise their small round shields, which were originally used to block the rain of arrows from the city wall. However, these small round shields were useless in front of the cavalry charge.
The officers of the Eastern Region shouted loudly, ordering the soldiers to form a spear formation.
However, in order to attack the city, they would not carry a weapon like a spear, which would hinder movement. Where would they find a spear formation in such a short time?
Only the archers shot a sparse rain of arrows at the Black Cavalry as one of the few counterattacks.
Even more soldiers of the Sky Horse Legion turned around and ran back.
In the past hundred years, the Eastern Region's army had not been involved in any major battles. The weakness of their lack of combat power was revealed at this moment.
Viscounts Orston closed his eyes in despair.
The Black Cavalry did not waste any time talking nonsense.
When enemies meet, their eyes turn red.
With the heavy cavalry as the vanguard, the light cavalry swarmed forward.
In the face of the Sky Horse Legion's weak defense and disorganized formation, the best tactic was to simply and violently crush them.
At this moment, the Black Cavalry finally showed the glory of being the strongest army in the Northern Frontier.
Boom! Boom!
Boom! Boom! Countless Eastern Region soldiers were sent flying like dolls, blood spurting out of their mouths.
Squads of Black Cavalry were like red-hot knives stabbing into butter. Without any hindrance, they plunged into the Sky Horse Legion's formation, leaving behind a trail of blood and flesh.
The pitiful Sky Horse Legion had almost no power to fight back in the face of such a heavy blow.
They had met the worst enemy on the worst battlefield, at the worst time.
Rows of heavy cavalry pushed forward, and the Eastern Region's formation was already in tatters.
The light cavalry then charged forward, like a black flood that covered the mountains and plains, completely drowning the Sky Horse Army outside Silvermoon City.
Viscounts Orston opened his eyes again and saw his own formation being destroyed by the Black Cavalry.
"Sir Viscounts, please leave!"
Hearing his squire's urging, Viscounts Orston finally came back to his senses and stood up from the table in a flurry.
In his panic, the sumptuous lunch was knocked over to the ground.
"Yes, I must leave quickly! I must report the Northern Frontier's conspiracy to the Marquis! "
As if he had found a reason to escape, Viscounts Orston scrambled onto his warhorse, then decisively abandoned the army and fled.
His escape immediately fell into the eyes of the Sky Horse Legion soldiers.
When they saw their commander, who even forgot to take off the napkin in front of his chest and fled on horseback, they completely collapsed.
Spreading panic wantonly, the Sky Horse Legion instantly became sheep fleeing in all directions.
Thus, their fates were sealed.
The Black Cavalry would not show them any mercy.
They would not accept surrender or captives.
The hatred of the Shadow Canyon could only be washed away with blood!
"Kill! Revenge! " At this point, Knight Roger was already covered in blood, but he still held his sword up high and roared loudly.
Amidst the galloping of thousands of horses, his voice appeared to be a little weak. However, it still caused the Black Guards under his command to roar wildly. Their voices were like waves that spread from the front to the back. Very soon, it resounded throughout the entire battlefield.
"Revenge!"
"Revenge!"
… …
The battle cries pierced the sky, even covering the rumbling of the horses' hooves.
The valiant Northern Frontier Cavalry had transformed into a group of vengeful envoys, raising their shining steel swords and shouting wildly, venting their long-suppressed hatred.
Blood splattered like rain, and heads were thrown everywhere.
The screams of the Sky Horse Legion soldiers joined together, but they were soon completely drowned out, becoming noise that no one cared about.
Unable to fight, unable to escape, countless despairing Eastern Frontier soldiers could only put down their weapons and kneel down to surrender.
But this still did not earn the mercy of the Black Cavalry.
These black-armored cavalrymen had now become cold-blooded demons, unwilling to stop the frenzy of killing.
Swathes of Eastern Frontier soldiers fell to the ground like wheat.
Patches of emptiness appeared in the Sky Horse Legion's formation. Blood flowed wantonly, and life disappeared in an instant.
In the end, the black tide completely submerged the suburbs of Silvermoon City.
A massacre had begun.
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