[Spirituality: 13090]
[Divinity: Deer Spirit Blessing]
Sunlight penetrates through the gaps between the leaves and falls mottled on the ground. The rippling leaves make the earth full of vitality and activity.
It seemed that he was listening to the firm whisper.
"I will bless you in the name of Deer Spirit."
"Follow me, defend my honor, and protect my life."
Ryan stretched out his finger and touched the forehead of the soldier in front of him.
At this moment, five hundred soldiers knelt on one knee in front of him, looking at Ryan with feverish eyes, and were shocked to feel the power emerging from their bodies.
"Dear Lord, my master, I swear that Eternity will become your soldier and your sword."
"I will be loyal to you until death ends."
"Winter's Chill cannot freeze my faith, Dawn witnesses my protection."
One by one, the soldiers roared out in a deep voice, as if stags were watching devoutly.
But soon, they felt a strong sense of hunger.
Deer Spirit Blessing allows them to have ordinary Apprentice Knight physiques without training, but this blessing will also make them extremely hungry and suddenly gain strength, but their energy and blood are difficult to compare with those Knight Retainer of Ryan at this time.
"I firmly believe in your loyalty, and all you need is to fight for me. If you win this war, you will get rid of all the shackles of the past, become my attendants, and witness the pinnacle of this world with me."
Ryan raised the sword in his hand and asked the five hundred soldiers to eat all the dry food for his army.
This would still make them hungry, but it would save them from the pain that would be worse than death due to hunger.
It can only be said that no matter which world it is in, the lives at the bottom have valuable experiences of starvation.
"The number of enemies is greater than ours, but I believe you have felt your own strength. You are stronger than them. You have a bright future. You will - kill them!"
"Then - survive!"
An excellent general must be an excellent orator. No matter whether he is an artist or a noble, he must be able to give him chicken soup.
"We will defeat all enemies, and we will have everything we want!"
"Dreams will appear in reality!"
So, when Artel commanded thousands of troops and were about to rush towards the Forest, they saw ferocious and bloodthirsty faces, as if they were about to be eaten by wild beasts, shouting some words they did not understand and rushing towards them.
"Kill!"
"Victory belongs to us, glorious crowned lord!"
Counting Lynn's army, there were a total of 1,300 soldiers, who rushed towards Artel's army without fear of death. These soldiers, who were originally slaves, burst out with terrible power at this moment, killing the enemies in front of them, and almost in a short time, they penetrated the formation of the slave soldiers on the opposite side.
In such madness, the soldiers on the opposite side were of course retreating steadily. Even the regular soldiers who suddenly came into contact had blank expressions on their faces. Why, suddenly, it was their turn to appear on the battlefield.
Their palms were tense. To put it bluntly, they were just semi-full-time soldiers. They trained a few days a month, looked decent, and had better equipment. They were just civilians, from farming families.
At this moment, looking at the Frozen Earth Territory army that was charging towards them crazily, some soldiers dropped their weapons in panic and fled towards the rear.
Thousands of troops were almost on the verge of collapse at this moment, and the sounds of panicked escapes on the chaotic battlefield escaped the sounds of fighting.
"Anyone who escapes will be burned at the stake!"
A muddy roar almost drowned out the movement of the entire battlefield. Beside Artel, the two hundred extraordinary soldiers finally dispatched. Under the leadership of Ash, the giant ax slashed forward. Whether it was the enemy or the soldiers who fled back in panic, they were all within the slashing range of the giant axe.
On the other side, among the Forest, Ryan is riding a war horse, followed by Knight Retainer, who has only more than 170 people left.
"If we want to win this war, we still have to kill those barbarians and defeat the thousand or so regular soldiers."
To these soldiers, Ryan doesn't need to say much. They are his Knight Retainer. He is naturally their noble lord and the object of allegiance. They are Ryan's absolute support.
At this moment, one hundred and seventy-eight Knight Retainer were silent, and even the war horses only snorted a few times.
They held a shield in one hand and a sharp Knight's Greatsword in the other. As the horses under the Ryan seat in front of them advanced slowly, they followed closely.
The eyes of the war horses under everyone were covered by strips of cloth, and they moved forward according to the reins in their hands, until finally, they ran wildly on the edge of the Forest.
The war horses rushed out of the Forest, charging forward with unparalleled momentum. There was no army of their own in front of them, only chaotic enemies.
"Kill!"
With a loud roar, the heavy power of the war horse knocked the soldiers in front away, and then the trampling of the war horse turned the flesh and blood into mud.
An army composed of humans is not a machine. When the cavalry appears, the enemy is unwilling to face the cavalry without any chance even if they choose to fight the 1,300 infantry. Soon, the roaring movement brought by the cavalry makes their front become wider.
More than a hundred extraordinary soldiers rushed directly to the location of Artel, where two hundred barbarians were overwhelmingly killing Ryan's army.
Even the barbarians are afraid of the arrival of the cavalry. The terrifying force brought by the charge of the horses is even more powerful than them.
Boom!!!
The slow-moving barbarians could not dodge the charge, but they also became violent, waving the giant axes in their hands to fight the oncoming cavalry.
"The glory will eventually belong to us!"
Brandt roared, passed directly over Ryan, and stared at a barbarian with Silver Knight strength in front of him.
He bent down to be level with the horse's head, and the shield in his hand exuded rich blood-red blood. The appearance of Spirit of the Stag was vaguely covered on the shield.
Knight Combat Technique, Shield of the Stag, were on the shield at this moment, and the solid defense blocked the giant ax that chopped down. Then the unparalleled power brought by the charge of the war horse knocked the barbarian away.
In the rear, more than a hundred cavalrymen did the same, holding up their shields to resist the barbarian's giant axe, letting the collision force of the charging horses pierce through the barbarian army.
"Kill!"
The power of Ryan is equally terrifying. The Knight's Greatsword in his hand tore the head of a barbarian.
The cavalry army with only more than a hundred people punched through two hundred barbarians, killed nearly twenty barbarians, and appeared on the other side of the battlefield.
"Dismount!"
Brandt roared, and before the war horse could turn its head, he had already jumped to the ground, then quickly turned around, holding a long sword and shield to face the turning barbarian army.
In less than half a minute, the original more than a hundred cavalry had turned into infantry, forming a square formation of ten people standing on the ground. They walked in an orderly manner, and each one stared enthusiastically at the barbarian army in front.
Fifty meters, thirty meters, twenty meters, ten meters...
When the two sides were only ten meters apart, all the barbarians roared like wild beasts and charged towards Ryan's army.
At the same time, with Brandt as the center, the majestic knight's energy and blood raged, gathering the energy and blood of the army. At this moment, an illusory stag appeared on the surface of the army, with a mysterious face and a low roar.
"Kill!"