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When the sound of a horn sounded on the ice field, the trolls immediately stood by.

After so many days of fighting, the trolls have gradually adapted to the rhythm of the Black Cavalry.

After a long time of fear, they became numb.

They were so numb that they seemed to be dealing with daily errands.

At this time, the trolls who were skillfully deployed and prepared to face the enemy had no idea what was waiting for them.

Looking down from a high altitude, within a radius of tens of miles, the entire Black Cavalry army was dispatched, and the troll army was faintly encircled.

Prince Gambik looked at the Black Cavalry approaching from all directions and gradually realized what was wrong in his heart.

Too much!

This is not a normal harassment operation!

However, even though Prince Gambik had realized that the Black Cavalry's general offensive was coming, at this time he could not come up with any countermeasures.

Because he didn't even know where the Black Cavalry's main attack direction was.

From the very beginning of this battle, the initiative on the battlefield was firmly held in the hands of the Black Cavalry.

The troll army looks huge, but in fact, it is extremely bloated.

As long as they exposed a flaw under the harassment and attack of this light cavalry, then the heavy cavalry hidden in the dark will strike out with thunder, tearing the flaw into a fatal wound.

And this flaw is not hard to find at all.

The ten-day harassment has long been exhausting the troll army, but today, the entire Black Cavalry attacked and increased the intensity of the harassment. The pressure on the trolls suddenly increased.

Under tremendous pressure, opportunities naturally appeared.

The Marquis Garcia slowly raised his arm, and the three thousand heavy cavalries behind him began to move forward.

Their goal is the right rear flank of the troll army formation!

The bitter murderous aura is as real as it is, pervading the sky above the heavy cavalry army.

The thunderous sound of horse hooves echoed on the ice field, repelling all other sounds.

The ground began to tremble, like a small earthquake.

With such a terrifying momentum, the trolls soon discovered the strangeness.

However, it was too late to adjust the formation at this time.

The heavy cavalry began to slowly accelerate.

The black lion flag in Colin's hand was hunting in the wind.

Marquis Garcia put down his mask, leveled his lance, and slightly leaned forward.

The three thousand heavy cavalries behind him also made the same movement.

Three thousand fast-moving steel monsters, each holding a seven to eight-meter-long lance, swept toward the right rear wing of the troll army like a whirlwind of death.

In the face of such a force, it seems that nothing can be an obstacle.

Colin had previously felt that Marquis Garcia led his army to rush into the battle to be a bit reckless. After all, as the head leader of an army, it was always a bit unwise to commit danger personally.

But at this moment, in the middle of such a terrifying heavy cavalry.

Colin had already put such thoughts away.

He didn't know what rank of a knight Marquis Garcia was, but even a knight who entered the sanctuary, if he were alone in the middle of tens of thousands of troops, he would not escape being besieged to death.

However, Marquis Garcia is not alone!

Behind him, three thousand elite heavy cavalries followed.

These three thousand fanatical and fearless warriors, under the leadership of the idol in their hearts, gradually gathered into a whole.

At this moment, each of them seemed to transcend the insignificance and limitations of mortals, and condensed into an indestructible collective, an omnipotent God!

Such a terrifying aura, even if it hasn't rushed to the front of the troll army, has already caused uncontrollable panic and riots.

"Raise a shield! Raise a shield! You are not allowed to move, I will kill whoever moves!"

The troll officers yelled hoarsely, trying their best to keep the formation intact.

They know very well that in the face of such heavy cavalry impact, the only hope for infantry is to maintain a complete formation.

If the formation is overwhelmed, it will immediately evolve into a one-sided slaughter!

However, in the face of the fearless charge of the three thousand heavy armored cavalries, faced with this terrible impact that seems not to belong to the mortal realm, no one can remain calm and firm.

Rumble!

The thunderous sound of horseshoes seemed to have become the only main voice in the entire world.

A heavy blow hit the heart of every troll soldier, frightening them, making them tremble, and making them want to turn around and run desperately!

The sparse arrows and spears were shot from the troll formation, they hit the armor of the heavy horse, but they couldn't cause any damage at all.

Colin held the black lion flag high, and could almost see the faces of the trolls in front of him——

There was fear and panic on it.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

With a loud noise, the heavy cavalry in the front row had hit the shield wall that looked like a hedgehog.

Suddenly, the shield broke and the spear broke.

Under such a terrifying impact, countless troll soldiers flew out like floating puppets, spraying blood madly.

The line of defense here was also like a thin piece of paper, instantly torn open a huge gap, countless ferocious steel monsters rushed in unscrupulously.

After breaking the formation, the heavy cavalry, like a sharp knife, fiercely slammed into the right rear flank of the troll formation and quickly rushed deeper.

Wherever they went, there was a bloody storm and a mess.

Such terrifying sights are like hell on earth.

The light cavalry of the Black Cavalry who were cruising around took the opportunity to swarm, penetrated into the gap opened by the heavy cavalry, and began their massacre.

By this time, there were no troll generals who could prevent the defeat from happening.

The whole scene clearly explains what defeat looks like.

In fact, don't pay attention to the bloody and terrifying scene of the cavalry rushing into the troll formation, but the direct damage they cause is very limited compared to the 200,000 troll army.

However, the heavy cavalry completely overwhelmed the formation of the trolls and caused an extremely terrible panic. Once this emotion spreads, it will be an irreparable collapse.

The troll soldiers who were crushed on the front line scrambled to flee, causing a rewinding avalanche. Like a domino, the entire army collapsed completely.

The sound of horseshoes, the sound of killing, the sound of begging for mercy, the screaming... Within a radius of more than twenty miles, they were completely enveloped by the sonata of war.

The Black Cavalry swept over like a flood that broke the bank of the river, killing the trolls all over the field, and blood flowed into rivers.

At this time, no matter whether it was a soldier or a general, or even Prince Gambik, it was impossible to change this situation.

Anything blocking the Black Cavalry's iron hoof will be completely crushed.

Prince Gambik closed his eyes and couldn't bear to look again.

All this seems to be a nightmare.

The guards beside him pulled him, trying to escort him away.

But Prince Gambik remained motionless.

What are you running for?

The 300,000 army was wiped out in ashes, and even if he fled back, he would still be put to death.

Prince Gambik broke free from his guards, drew his sword on his horse, rushed towards the direction of the black lion banner, and shouted:

"Come on! Garcia! Here is my head!"

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