Heroes of Silver Moon Chapter 640

"Kill!" I don't know how many orcs were knocked into the air, Bronco's eyes were suddenly blank, and the horse continued to charge forward for a certain distance, and then stopped slowly.

Looking back, it turned out that they had cut the entire orc army in half, but looking around, there were less than a hundred people left around him.

The rest either died in battle or were caught in the main army during the charge.

At this time, the orc army was divided into three parts.

The front was fighting fiercely with the human army, the central army was completely smashed by the cavalry troops, and the rear had already started to retreat and began to flee in large areas.

Although the orc's central army was severely damaged, the number of human cavalry was still too small.

Moreover, the human army has begun to counterattack, and the defeated orc soldiers at the front further increased the cavalry that suppressed the army trapped in the middle.

Now, the pressure is all on the cavalry.

Looking at his fighting companions, Bronco decided to turn around to rescue, he could not just watch his companions die in battle.

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As a member of the enemy army, Nayara felt that she was simply unlucky.

He was following Bronco closely, but he didn't know it was the orc, and threw a spear and knocked him off his horse.

Now, there are all orcs around, only scattered human soldiers, fighting.

Naturally, Nayara also confronted an orc. Relying on the half body armor on his body, he barely killed the enemy in front of him, but someone slashed him on the back immediately.

In a large army, especially when one's own forces are not as strong as the opponent's, eliminating the enemy in front of him usually means the attention of other enemies.

Nayara, who was attacked, simply lay down on the ground and chose to pretend to be dead. Seeing this, the orc who was sneaking up did not check carefully, turned around and walked towards other humans.

With a puff, Nayara stood up like a carp, and pierced the orc from behind with his long sword.

"Tsk tsk tsk, you need to learn how to make up the knife!" Nayara shook her head mockingly.

When Bronco was the team leader of King's Wing, he often emphasized the importance of making up the knife, because he was almost overshadowed by himself.

After finishing off this enemy, another orc noticed Nayara immediately, brandishing the scimitar in his hand, rushing towards him.

After a few moves, Nayara struggled a bit, so he chose to get stabbed intentionally again, lying on the ground and pretending to be dead. This time, the orc was quite shrewd and knew to step forward to make up the knife.

But Nayara, who was lying on the ground, opened his eyes suddenly, and the long sword swept across the ground, cutting off the orc's feet, and then got up and pierced the orc's throat.

"Wow, it's easy!" Nayara wiped the hot sweat off his forehead after killing several orcs with the feigning death method.

Wearing armor weighing dozens of kilograms, fighting these strong orcs is really hard work for Nima.

Bronco, who turned around to rescue, saw the useless deputy commander, and decided to pull him into the team based on the principle of not abandoning or giving up.

But in an instant, Bronco's pupils shrank slightly, and a wolf guard who fled from the front did not forget to slash Nayala while passing by.

Blood immediately spilled from Nayara's neck, and she also fell down.

Bronco's mind went blank, and in anger, he pulled out a spear beside him and threw it, instantly piercing the wolf guard and falling to the wolf.

"Hey, lazy pig, are you okay?" After finishing off the enemy, Bronco hurriedly ran to Nayara and asked in a panic.

When he was the head of the King's Wings, although the deputy head was gluttonous, sleepy, lazy and timid, the two of them undoubtedly established a deep friendship during the fights.

This time, the cowardly Nayara took the initiative to participate in the battle, which made Bronco look at him with admiration.

But unfortunately, this is a battlefield, a battlefield where no one will show mercy!

Nayara vomited blood, and after seeing Bronco, her dull eyes focused slightly, and she forced a smile: "Commander, I... I killed five orcs, so I'm a member of the Knights, right? "

"Forget it, of course it does! You are a real knight!" Bronco replied sadly. Although the members of the Knights demanded that one counts as ten, he didn't want to hit Nayara at this time.

Members of the Knights like Nayara are the second and third sons of those middle and small nobles. Even if they are sent to the Knights by their father, they only have the status of a retinue.

Their biggest dream is to become a real knight and have their own title and manor.

However, this is so difficult, if there is no war, they will not be able to do it in their entire lives, and if there is a war, most of them will die in battle like Nayala.

Being a knight is just a dream after all...

But in Bronco's view, as long as he dares to participate in the war, he is a real knight regardless of his status!

"Really? Then I'm satisfied, knight, that's great!" Nayara's pupils began to dilate, and she murmured, "Captain, I'm so cold!"

"Go to sleep! If you fall asleep, you won't be cold anymore!" Bronco comforted him, holding back his tears. Even the useless deputy captain could no longer hear his words.

"Kill!" Putting Nayala's body away, Bronco had no time to grieve, got on his horse again, and began to gather other cavalry members.

Only by gathering the scattered soldiers together as soon as possible can they have the power to protect themselves.

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The third batch of formations, improvised cavalry units, although more numerous, are less disciplined~ www.mtlnovel.com~ and are more scattered when charging.

Therefore, when charging, all the members were caught in the orc army.

What is even more unfortunate is that because of their large number, they have also received special care from the orc army, but fortunately, they are not in danger of being wiped out for the time being.

Ryan kept his father's instructions in mind, so he always followed him closely.

Although he has undergone strict knight training and is still wearing chain mail, his actual combat experience is still too thin, so facing the ferocious and strong orcs is obviously difficult.

Trying his best to deal with an orc soldier, Rian excitedly turned his head to look at his father, and then suddenly fell into an ice cave, his heart was cold.

I saw Knight Winston being torn on the ground by a huge wolf, biting his ankle.

"Father!" Rian couldn't help but exclaimed first, and then rushed over.

Winston, who struggled to resist the wolf's bite, took the time to turn his head to look, but just in time saw a wolf cavalry passing behind the eldest son like a gust of wind.

The scimitar swung mercilessly, and the young Lian was immediately beheaded.

"Idiot! Don't be distracted during the battle!" Looking at the body of the eldest son, Winston roared sadly.

Then, the grief in his heart ignited his anger, and he frantically stabbed the wolf with his long sword, who was biting his ankle, and the wolf fell down and pinned him down with howling.

With tears streaming down his face, Winston lost all his strength in an instant, and fell to the center of the battlefield in grief and helplessness.

His eldest son is dead! Why didn't he hide behind his back and enjoy the fruits of victory like those cowards in the capital?

Was he really wrong to choose to participate in this war...

ps: I changed a job again, before I stabilize, it is estimated that I will have to change it every day, please understand...

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