Head Goose, who finally managed to stabilize his mount, turned around and saw that Priest, whom he relied on most, fell off the horse and vomited blood, and he was filled with fear.
It was really over now. All the trump cards had been exhausted, but the situation had not changed. Not to mention Head Goose, whose hands were almost numb, even the cavalrymen of Gray Goose in the distance could see that their leader was at a disadvantage.
For the last time, Head Goose rushed towards Landen, preparing to return to the cavalry with a feint of his sword. At worst, he would lead the charge and find an opportunity to escape.
Landen looked at the menacing Head Goose, and could hardly hold the saber in his right hand. The old barbarian in front of him was extremely powerful. After fighting several times, Landen felt that he could no longer hold on.
Fortunately, Landen had one more trump card than Head Goose, Landen once again Krypton Crystal, and then he rode forward.
Since Landen couldn't beat him with kung fu right away, he decided to give Head Goose a showdown with his riding and fighting stance.
When the distance between the two horses was less than 10 meters, Blaze suddenly stood up on its hind hooves and let out a roar unique to Warcraft.
Head Goose was confused at first, until he found that his height was getting lower and lower. It turned out that Black-Scaled Horse underneath him had slipped on his knees and turned around to throw himself out. Head Goose, knowing the power of Magic Beast Horse, got up desperately. At this time, Landen also rode over to hit the low with high speed and slow with fast hit.
Head Goose, who had dealt with it twice, knew he was outmatched. He took advantage of Landen's gap and ran directly to Priest. He ignored Priest lying on the ground, jumped on Black-Scaled Horse, grabbed his horse and fled towards Gray Goose's cavalry.
"Raul!" Landen finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Head Goose escaping.
Raul, who was watching the battle, heard the cry of Landen and immediately rushed in the direction of Gallop Knight Order with Gallop Flag.
The 500 cavalrymen responded to the order. To be more precise, the numerous Intermediate Knight leaders carried out tactical actions according to the pre-planned plan.
Intermediate Knight Alf Fatt and Netherland·Will son led two cavalry units of 100 men respectively, and the left and right sides of the cavalry formation outflanked and advanced.
Pete·Bristle-Wolf, Kenan Doyles and Lune·Egret Intermediate Knight led the main force and pressed directly to the front.
In order to ensure that the cavalry will march with their own squadron, Landen specially made several Gallop Banner with different background colors on the way here. The cavalry of each squadron only needs to follow their own flag when lining up. In the last few days, the newly equipped cavalry can only follow the large troops.
Although in the entire cavalry team of less than 500 people, a considerable number of ordinary Mana-Wielder who had just trained for a few days came to make up the numbers, the members of the first three rows of the cavalry formation were all real Junior Knight, Knight Apprentice and Barbarian Cavalry from the plains.
The weak Wind Element on hundreds of horses' hooves stirred up strong air currents. The air currents stirred up mud and dust between the horses. From the castle, it looked like an air wall. When Landen rode Blaze and joined the phalanx, the air wall seemed to be ignited.
"Group skills? How is this possible?" Count, who was standing on the top floor of the castle, muttered, while still thinking about how his Bristle-Wolf Knights would fight against the cavalry that was ten times his size.
Count still had a chance to think, but Grey Goose Tribe's cavalry had no chance to think about tactics. Even the cavalry in the fifth row saw the burning wall of air.
Just because you haven't seen the world doesn't mean you don't feel the danger. The cavalry in the last row fled to both sides. Fear quickly spread among the cavalry. Soon, only the first two rows of Gray Goose's 5 rows of cavalry were left.
Head Goose saw the two rows of cavalry behind him and knew that he would never be able to win. "Come on, follow me and charge forward."
"Chief, this... ah... ah" A close confidant next to Head Goose wanted to persuade him, but was chopped down by Head Goose with a knife.
"Listen, they are not trying to kill me, they are trying to chop off the entire Grey Goose Tribe. Rush towards me. There is still a glimmer of hope. No one will survive if we run away!" Head Goose shouted almost crazily, and then ran forward.
The cavalry looked at each other, and finally several of Head Goose's cronies followed him forward.
Grey Goose Tribe's cavalry moved, and two rows of cavalry began to move forward at a slow speed, rushing towards an enemy five times their size.
Although there were only some cavalry in the first and second rows, and although the speed was not very fast, even the nobles on the castle admired Grey Goose Tribe's desperate charge. After all, when they faced Gray Goose's troops that were twice their own, they chose to defend the city.
"Woooooooo" Greyhound blew the horn of the Gallop Family, which was a signal to prepare to meet the enemy.
The same horn sounded on the left and right wings at the same time. At this moment, Gallop Knight Order has basically completed the encirclement of Gray Goose's main force and remaining soldiers, and it is time to close the net!
Landen felt Wind Element and Fire Element flowing on Magic Pattern Saber, charging at an unprecedented speed towards the Gray Goose cavalry in front.
The moment the two cavalrymen came into contact, a mist of blood and flesh dispersed in the air and flew into the sky along the air wall.
All the nobles in the castle shut their mouths at this moment. After watching more than 300 cavalry pass by, there were only dozens of ownerless Black-Scaled Horse and Head Goose who were still on the horse but had lost both arms on the ground.
Ordinary Barbarian does not think that he should kill any tribal leader, and that hostile leaders should only be dealt with by his own leader. Therefore, although Head Goose was covered in wounds, he was still moved out of the way by Landen's cavalry on horseback.
The 300 cavalrymen spent several minutes adjusting their teams. Kenan Doyles and Lune Bailu led their Knight squadron and two cavalry teams to gather the remaining troops of Gray Goose. According to the tradition on Grassland, after Head Goose is finished, these cavalrymen will be included in the victor's tribe.
Pete·Bristle-Wolf led his squadron behind Landen and Raul to witness Landen's final blow against Head Goose.
"Don't kill me. We Grey Goose Tribe and Salt Mine, and I still have Rothe Castle. I am willing to dedicate it to you..." Facing the Landen and Head Goose in front of them, they still kept begging for mercy.
Landen stood in front of Head Goose. He had just experienced the bloodiest moment in his life. There was still a taste of blood in his mouth, but he knew that he could not hesitate.
The sword fell from his hand, and the leader of the Grey Goose Tribe's head fell to the ground. Landen was coming over. The Gallop Banner in Rothe's hand was the Magic Pattern Dagger in Landen's hand. The top of the flagpole was Magic Pattern Dagger.
Landen pushed the flagpole down so that the enemy's head was stuck on the flagpole, then rode his horse, raised the flag, and galloped among his own troops.
For Barbarian, Landen is undoubtedly the most courageous leader. He defeated a tribe with 200 riders in a battle. The leader of the other party circulated the military formation. The excited Barbarians sang the song given to them by Landen.
For the nobles on the city wall, the current situation is terrible. Now there are 600 cavalry standing below, and they are happy to divide their heads.
"Is this a sacrificial ritual for some evil god if you even kill your own people?" Kevin said in a daze.
"Shut up, if you keep talking nonsense, go down and fight him!" Gunter Family Viscount was fed up with his son's inappropriateness. If he was right, no one would dare to go down and fight him.