Chapter 694 (1/2)

”Byrne, line up - move forward!”

On the grassland shrouded in night, a neat square array of infantry lined up into a tight square array, slowly moving forward with heavy steps, neat and uniform.

Unlike the ”shield wall” of sakran, the infantry front of the bain was relatively loose; The ”square infantry” wielding long guns and kite shields are the most basic units. It is also when the enemy trembles and gathers into a close formation to protect their front from being washed down by various means; They will remind each other in their own way - Byrne's knights, not just those ”obedient good children”.

And their bear children!

Within two or three minutes from the beginning of the fight, the left-wing array of centaurs had been completely disrupted. The helpless Centaur warriors gradually lost their maneuvering space and could only launch a fierce attack on the front of the long gun array.

The resolute square infantry stuck the end of their long guns in the grass under their feet in the deafening sound of horses' hoofs; The infantry knights in the second row set up big swords one after another to prepare for the enemy.

”Bang --!!”

In the sound of the collision between flesh and blood and sharp blades, the Centaur warriors who were forced to launch an assault forcibly hit the front of the long gun array.

Flesh and blood splash!

A heavy spear with a thin forearm snapped in front of the Centaur's burly posture; The ruthless cavalry trampled the screaming fallen square infantry into flesh and blood; Before the soldiers on the top of the back row looked up, they were split in their heads by a battle axe.

But that's it.

In the sound of screams, the long gun array with heavy steps pushed forward like a flesh and blood mill; The seemingly ”short” length of the heavy spear has become a centaur, which can't win distance with life.

One bright heavy spear after another mercilessly strung the elusive Centaur into a meat string, and then beheaded by the stepping knight in the back row, or smashed his head by flail.

The sound is like beating a drum, steady as a rock... The silent square infantry are marching forward with heavy footsteps without saying a word.

Behind him were the wanton hanged Rangers, and in front of him were the advancing phalanx infantry... The Centaur, who was good at mobility and agility, was bit by bit and trapped in this ”flesh and blood mill”.

Or was stimulated out of the blood of the heart, or because of the death of paoze's body; The red eyed Centaur warriors are gradually losing their senses and fighting in the scuffle with the same crazy attitude.