After Becoming The Tyrant

With a cold light, the long spear slashed down obliquely, with a frightening momentum.

The leader of the ancient cavalry used this trick to kill countless enemies on the battlefield.

Facing the heavy armored horses in mid-air, and the giant steel warriors on horseback, no one can not be intimidated, and one who can lift a shield is considered a warrior.Even so, the hardest shield will be thrown away by this shot, and the owner of the shield will never survive.

Today, however, the shot fell through.

The moment the iron spear fell, the young king he was facing turned over with the help of stirrups, and fell to the other side of the horse almost instantly.

The iron spear was only an inch away from the king's cheek, and it passed by his silver hair, landed on the other side of the horse, and smashed through the air.

At this time, the king is absolutely comparable to the most outstanding horseback dancer in the world.Just as the spear brushed past the saddle, he had turned over and sat on the horse's back again, pulled the reins, and rode straight forward.

The shot that was determined to win was empty, and the leader of the cavalry fell back to the ground with his men and horses.

At that moment, the leader of the heavy cavalry saw a cold smile cross the king's pale face.

There was something in that smile that even the descendants of the sea barbarians would find terrifying.

The next moment, the king had already approached the leader of the ancient cavalry.

The leader of the ancient cavalry finally understood why the other party pushed the carriage down the grass slope knowing that the empty carriage could not stop them.

——He wanted to interrupt their charge.

The king made a big gamble, to get himself and his knights a chance to fight at hand to hand.

In order to cause maximum damage when charging, the Gulundi heavy cavalry, whether they were men or horses, were all wearing heavy armor.Where the heavily armed Gulund cavalry stood, it would leave deep marks on the ground.The terrifying lethality of these heavy cavalry is exchanged for agility and mobility.

Out of self-confidence, and in order to humiliate the Legrand cavalry that they did not pay attention to, the Gulundi heavy cavalry interrupted the charge by mistake, and chose to smash the carriages with a show of skill like the leader.

This time is so short, but their enemies seized it.

Legrand's oath knights wore silver armor. Compared with the heavy cavalry of Gulundi, those chain mails were as thin as paper.Although they couldn't resist the charge of the heavy cavalry, they had the agility that the ancient cavalry did not have.

The swiftest of them all was King Legrand.

Because he didn't wear armor at all.

The horses gather hooves, and the king is the only one who fights in fine clothes.

——Before this, no one thought that it was just a negotiation, but the king would go to the battlefield in person like his father.

But this has also become the king's advantage.

He was as light as the wind.

The king dances with the horse.

He galloped around the ancient heavy cavalry, blowing a whirlwind of silvery white and scarlet around the black armor.In the whirlwind, the king swung his sword from the back of his horse.

To do this, people and horses must achieve extremely high cooperation, otherwise the master will be thrown off by the horses if the timing is wrong, and then trampled to death by his own horses.

Suddenly, the moonlight danced in the darkness.

It's so strange, the sky is dark at this time, and the rain is pouring, where is the moonlight coming from?

Indeed, there was no moonlight, but that was the king's swift sword.

The king's sword has ice patterns like water waves on its body, which is the unique cold forging steel technology in the north.It was a gloomy sword, as sharp as its owner, and it felt like the eyelids were about to be cut at a glance.The king blocked the leader's iron spear with it, and the sword moved towards the fatally weak joint of the armor on his body, preventing the terrifying and hideous weapon from being deployed.

He had to make himself a whirlwind of gold and iron horses.

Once the wind stopped, the leader's spear swung away, and the heavy cavalry charged forward, he would be the one to be damned.

In the past, it is not that no one has proposed the method of using light cavalry to assassinate the Gulundi heavy cavalry.

But until now, the Gulundi heavy cavalry is still the shadow of death on the grassland.

Because, even if the light cavalry could approach the Gulundi heavy cavalry safely, it would not help.

It not only requires the light cavalry to have profound martial arts, but also requires him to have a mind that is close to madness!

He had to overcome the fear of being smashed to pieces by the heavy cavalry, and then he could quickly swing the precise sword lights with a steady hand.

This is truly a dance with death on the knife's edge.

The leader of the ancient heavy cavalry met the darkest and most cunning opponent he had ever faced.

His opponent is a majestic and beautiful crescent moon, but this crescent moon is not hanging high in the sky but the scythe of death. This crescent moon is here to harvest souls.The crescent moon seemed to be entangled with spider silk, and the silk was poisoned.

The rain is still falling.

In the wind and rain, the Gulundi heavy cavalry were like black iron towers caught in a whirlpool.

The king's sworn knights, holding their shields in one hand and swords in the other, danced around the Gullendian cavalry.They forgot the fear, the bravery of the ancient cavalry, and all the glory of the chivalry code of frontal charge.

Damn code of chivalry, they're sworn knights of the king.

Their criterion is only the king.

Tonight, at this moment.

They fought bloody battles with the king.

This idea inspired these oath knights. They abandoned the unnecessary knightly standards one after another. Just like their king, they only pestered and forced the heavy cavalry of Gulundi to teach them not to make the usual fierce charge. .

They don't have the spirit of knights to confront each other head-on, they are no different from unscrupulous killers, but they are frighteningly crazy.

The invincible Gulundi heavy cavalry fought the first most aggrieved and angry battle.

Some of them became ruthless, ignored them, and completely abandoned the horrific stabbing. They grabbed the middle of the gun body and changed it into a stick, and threw it at the heads of those crazy silver cavalrymen, trying to smash their enemies' heads. blood flow.

And his enemy, the oath knight, let out a roar, and tried hard to let the iron spear hit him heavily, jumped up from his horse, and threw himself on the black horse of the heavy cavalry.When the heavy cavalry's iron spear fell on him, he also sent his own sword into the soft throat under the enemy's helmet.

The heavy cavalry rolled over with the sworn knight, and fell off their horses.

At this moment, silver and black intertwine and bite together, like two kinds of gears grinding each other.Scarlet blood sprayed out from the collision of the gears.Those bloody flowers were quickly washed away by the dark cold rain.

The lives of people and the lives of horses are collided in the collision of one black and one silver metal.

or die!Either live!

For the first time, there were cavalrymen who were crazier than the reckless men of Gulundi.

This black and silver gear composed of human life and horse life is constantly turning, gradually leaving the original grassy slope and coming to the lowland below.Everything looks like there is nothing worth caring about.

However, when reaching a certain place underground, the king suddenly swung his sword away.

His opponent was taken aback by the sudden change of sword light.

But the king had already pulled the reins, and jumped out of his battle circle with his horse.

"go!"

The king yelled at his knights.

As soon as he gave an order, the oath knights withdrew without hesitation, and each left the circle where the battle was raging.The king's war horse landed on the ground, and he turned the horse's head and rushed towards the flat ground in front of them.

The oath knights followed closely.

The red-eyed heavy cavalry roared and chased after them like a whirlwind.

This time, they were finally able to reorganize their formation, re-formed into a shocking straight line, and launched a fierce and ferocious charge.

This time, there was no carriage and no underestimation of the enemy.

The silver oath knight followed the scarlet cloaked king as a quick, light wind swept across the level grass.

The black heavy cavalry followed.

When they set foot on the flat grass, all the Gullendian cavalry soon realized that something was wrong.

As soon as they rushed a short distance, the horses neighed in horror.Immediately afterwards, they sank into the mud together with their horses and men.

They cried out in terror.

The heavy cavalry of Gulundi struggled to break free from the mud.But the armor on their bodies was connected to the horses through special iron buckles, and there was no way to break free at this time.It can only sink gradually with the horse in vain.

A very strange thing, the same grassland, nothing happened when the king and his knights passed by, but the heavy cavalry sank.

The heavy cavalry had already bypassed the large wetland before, and the subsequent battles did not go towards the wetland.

but--

There is more than that wetland here.

Not far from here, the main trunk of the Doma River flows swiftly, and its two tributaries are distributed in this lowland.In winter, the main water level of the Doma River drops, and the tributaries gradually dry up, and many small wetlands will shrink or even disappear.

There are also some that are not too big or small, because of the severe cold, they will form frozen soil no different from other lands.

But, it's only September.

The most terrible winter has not yet come, and those small wetlands have not been completely frozen.

The king memorized the distribution of all the swamps here, while the heavy cavalry of Gulundi only knew the largest wetland.

The king and his cavalry were able to pass through the frozen upper marshes unharmed, but the heavily armored Gorondian cavalry, both men and horses, could only sink into the mud.

Horseshoe kicks.

The King and his sworn knights turned their horses and returned.

The king pulled the reins and looked down at the enemies he had lured into the swamp.

The leader of the ancient cavalry was at the forefront of the charge and was closest to the king at this time.He saw the king holding the long sword slantingly, and the cold light of the sword flowed like the moon.

What did the leader realize.

The king drove his horse forward.

In the darkness, the sword light swept down like a crescent moon.

Blood spurted from the throat of the heavy cavalry leader, who fell backward into the mud.

The mud swallowed him quickly.

The scalding blood splashed on the corner of the king's eyes, and ran down his pale and cold face, bringing a savage and charming scarlet.The king watched grimly as his enemies were swallowed up by the swamp of silence.

The king turned his horse, and the rain fell on him.

The scarlet cloak was so dark in the rain that it smelled like thick blood.

He said to the remaining oath knights around him:

"Walk."

Cold, boiling, crazy...

The first drop of blood had already fallen, staining the king's robes red.