Heroes of Silver Moon Chapter 637

"Haha, you bastards, didn't you eat today?" Sivir guarded beside Valery, swung his sword and chopped off the head of the orc in front of him.

The densely packed orc soldiers swung their weapons vigorously, but they only left scratches on his full plate armor.

Since Simon returned to the Hawke family, in order to win people's hearts, each of the seven old retainers of the Hawke family was equipped with a set of top-quality enchanted plate armor.

The weapons of these orcs can't even break the defense.

Valery was so anxious that he led hundreds of soldiers beside him and rushed towards Simon, but as they penetrated into the belly of the orc army, more and more orc soldiers blocked them.

"Lord Earl, be careful!" Seeing a group of wolf cavalrymen rushing towards Valery, Xiwell slashed with all his strength, instantly cutting these wolf cavalrymen into two sections.

"Thank you!" On the chaotic battlefield, Valery seldom stopped and took a breath, while the surrounding soldiers escorted him.

There were too many, there were too many orcs, and he couldn't kill Simon at all.

Valéry looked around, thinking about how to break the situation, but he suddenly caught a glimpse behind Xi Weier from the corner of his eye, and then he was horrified: "Xi Weier is careful!"

"What?" Xi Weier turned his head in a daze.

The wolf guard with the animal bone mask had cold eyes. The wolf under his crotch passed by like a gust of wind, and the meteor hammer he swung in his hand hit the old knight on the head.

boom! Xi Weier flew over ten meters in an instant, and Valery wanted to rush over to check, but the team of wolf guards separated them and dispersed them.

Of the hundreds of soldiers who were still following Valery, most of them were lost in the blink of an eye.

Fortunately, Boulder, who was in the artillery position on the left wing, discovered that Valéry and others were too aggressive, and brought soldiers to help in time, which prevented Valéry from being besieged and killed.

But this team of wolf guards didn't bother with them. Seeing that they couldn't take them down in a short time, they immediately turned around and disappeared into the army of orcs.

As the most elite wolf cavalry unit, their main task is to seize the flaws of the human army, and achieve the highest results at the fastest speed!

"Xiver, Xiver!" Breaking through the obstruction of the orc soldiers, Valery came to Xivir's side, checking the old knight's injuries in a panic.

For Valéry, Xiver was not only a retainer, but also a teacher and a friend. Decades of getting along with each other made the two of them have an incomparably deep friendship.

Now, in this chaotic battlefield, he couldn't even avenge Xavier.

"Leave me alone... Hurry up and save Simon... Master." Xi Weier spat blood from his mouth, his pupils were dilated, and muttered with the last of his strength.

Although the full-body plate armor was strong in defense, it was useless in the face of blunt weapon attacks. Under Valery's near-collapsing gaze, the old knight slowly lost his vitality.

This loyal old man finally fell on the battlefield, and his only wish before he died was for Valery to rescue Simon as soon as possible.

Because, Simon is the best heir of the Hawke family that he grew up watching!

"No!" Valery screamed up to the sky, then angrily raised his sword and rushed towards the surrounding orc soldiers, followed by the human soldiers protecting him.

In this battlefield with hundreds of thousands of people, life and death is a very common scene, and Xi Weier's death in battle is just a microcosm.

"Regimental Commander, I really can't hold on anymore, let's blow the horn!" The last line of defense in the central position, the officers begged sadly.

As the last line of defense of the human army, this place has completely turned into a meat grinder.

Almost all the soldiers of the new army standing here died in battle, and were replaced by soldiers from the two wings who came to support them.

"Okay, let's blow it!" This time, even Gratton was speechless, they had already reached their limit, and then, they could only resign themselves to fate.

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On the hillside where the cavalry troops were located, Bronco walked back and forth anxiously as he watched the battle situation getting worse, wishing he could lead the cavalry over in the next second.

"Calm down! My friend!" Sir Ferry, who was kneeling on the ground, said expressionlessly with his eyes closed.

"Old leader, they are about to lose their hold, let me take people there!" Bronco stopped and said eagerly.

"The counter-offensive horn has not sounded yet, attacking now is a violation of the military order, and those who violate the military order will be punished!" The old jazz replied with a cold face.

Of course, he also wished that he would immediately lead the cavalry to avenge his great-granddaughter, but he couldn't do this, because it was related to the fate of the kingdom and the people.

"Hey, my old leader, what time is this!" Bronco sighed anxiously.

"Calm down, you're not even as good as those two young men." Sir Ferry pointed to Siegel and Yousef with a sullen face.

This time, Simon gathered all the cavalry and cavalry for him to command. Of course, the factions inside were also very messy, and each faction also had its own commander.

Siegel is in his early twenties and is the commander of the New French Cavalry. Yousef is in his early thirties and is Bronco's successor and the acting head of the King's Wing Knights.

Compared to Bronco, who was almost fifty, these two were of course young people. Of course, for Sir Ferry, who was already 130 years old, these three were little guys.

"Alas!" Bronco sighed in pain, but there was nothing he could do about it. Sir Ferry and this army of orcs could stand still even if they had a deep hatred.

He was in a hurry and couldn't figure it out...Of course he could only, he kicked the deputy head Nayara hard.

This is the deputy head of King's Wing, his old subordinate, King's Wing, who got in through connections. Of course, most of the people here got in through connections.

Apart from eating and sleeping, he has no advantages at all, and is very timid. If he was not obedient, Bronco would have found an opportunity to kick him out of the King's Wings.

But not now, because now Bronco is the captain of the King's Shield.

Although the division of power is obvious, after all, the two sides are in an equal-level system, and he has no right to interfere in the internal affairs of the King's Wing.

It's just that I didn't expect that this coward would dare to take the initiative to participate in the battle...

"Captain!" After being kicked for no reason, the useless vice-captain was not angry, but looked at Bronco flatteringly and obsequiously.

When Bronco was the head of the King's Wings, he was really psychologically shadowed.

"When you're on the battlefield, don't even try to run away!" Bronco joked, although he was timid, but this time he took the initiative to participate in the battle, which also made him look at Nayara with admiration.

"How could it be? Whoever runs away is the dog!" Nayara assured, but with his big round face and fat figure, he seemed inexplicably happy.

Bronco wanted to joke a few more words, hum! hum! hum! The deep and thick sound of the horn finally sounded belatedly at this time.

Sir Ferry, who was originally calm, opened his eyes suddenly, his expression gradually became ferocious, and he shouted at Bronco: "Rectify the troops, it's time for us to join the battle!"

"Yes, boys, cheer up, it's our turn to play!" Without reminiscing about the past, Bronco immediately began to organize his troops excitedly.

Upon hearing the order, the soldiers who were resting in place began to check their weapons and mount their horses one after another, and adjusted their formation according to the original plan.

Nayara, who was trembling slightly, also swallowed, gritted her teeth, got on her horse, and lined up with the King's Wing Knights.

"When you charge later, you will always be by my side. When you are on the battlefield, remember not to be distracted and focus on the enemy." Knight Winston told his eldest son, Rian.

Although they were just country knights, he and his son at least brought horses, so they were also assigned to the cavalry unit. In fact, half of the five thousand cavalry troops were country knights like them.

The established cavalry unit itself is extremely difficult to train. The defeat outside the Great Wall and the fall of Buluo Fortress caused the Silver Moon Kingdom to lose 250,000 troops in one fell swoop.

In the current Silver Moon Kingdom, there are only two established cavalry units, one is the cavalry regiment of the new French leader, and the other is the royal family's King's Wing Knights.

In addition, the other people gathered here were scattered knights and followers with their own horses~www.mtlnovel.com~ Winston didn't know whether it was right or wrong to participate in this battle with obvious disadvantages? But as a knight, he didn't want to break his oath.

"Well, father, I will remember." Rian nodded nervously, his face full of uneasiness. That was an army of 200,000 orcs. Can these 5,000 of them really turn the tables?

"Let's charge later, use me as the tip of the sword, and Bronco will substitute at any time!" While the soldiers were preparing, Sir Ferry was also making arrangements for the officers.

"This...can you hold on?" Bronco asked without hesitation as he looked at the aging old jazz.

The so-called tip of the sword is the person at the front of the cavalry unit, who is responsible for opening the gap for the entire cavalry unit, just like the tip of a long sword.

This is not a joke. It is an extreme test of the knight's stamina, experience and strength. Naturally, the old jazz has no problem with experience, but his stamina and strength are obviously not enough.

Once the tip of the sword is broken, the cavalry troops who have lost their sharpness will easily lose their speed and breakthrough power, and will be deeply involved in the orc army, and will be nibbled away bit by bit.

"Don't worry, I have this!" The old jazz smiled and took out a bottle of pale gold potion.

"This!" Bronco and the others were horrified. This is the ultimate sound of a soldier. Although it can stimulate the potential after drinking it, it will undoubtedly die.

"Anyway, at this age, I can't live long. This time, it's my selfishness!" Sir Ferry calmly looked into the eyes of everyone.

All his relatives were killed and his great-granddaughter was abused. He must avenge this orc army, and this time the cavalry charge will be his only chance.

Bronco and the others nodded with complex expressions. They could understand the old man's mood.

Anyway, it's really not possible, isn't there someone to fill the seat!

Chapter end

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