Chapter 745 (1/2)

Black smoke blots out the sky.

A sudden battle is coming to an end on a grassland under the leadership of daboyi.

In the sound of iron cavalry beating like war drums, the sound of fighting and roaring is becoming more and more scattered, and all that is left is screams and dying wails.

In less than a quarter of an hour, a cavalry duel between the Centaur and the Boyi ended with the total destruction of the Hussars. The defeated horseback people quickly turned the battle into a unilateral massacre.

In the face of several times or even dozens of times turbulent enemies, even if the Boyi Hussars were brave and good at fighting, it was only a matter of time before they were destroyed.

Some were shot by centaurs at the front door during the charge and died miserably under the hoof of horses; Some rushed into the enemy's array and were pierced by countless spears before they could wield a knife and chop... More often, after a round of charge, only the mounts were still standing on the battlefield, and the people had already disappeared.

On the battlefield filled with wails, the defeat of the cavalry triggered a flight, and the retreat of the settlement and camp have become a sea of fire on the prairie; Bloodthirsty Centaur warriors rushed back and forth on the battlefield full of bones and blood, looking for their next prey.

The defeated Boyi Hussars regrouped on the grassland and used their flesh and blood to block the front of the Centaur - among the refugees were their wives, parents and children. Even if they were just to protect their relatives, they must stand up.

However, when they turned around, the two winged Centaur warriors bypassed the front, and they were not greeted by the imagined bloodthirsty Centaur warriors.

But rows and rows of small catapults that can drag and walk on the grassland.

With the cry of death, the boa Hussars who took the initiative to stay behind the settlement waved sabers and spears and launched a final charge towards the projection weapon position of the Centaur!

In front of the crossbow, the indifferent Centaur warrior raised his spear and waved it down;

The next second, the terrible noise shook the whole earth!

The sound of broken bodies, the sound of broken weapons, the cry before death, the dark red of blood... The roaring and charging boa Hussars were torn apart in the shadow of countless loud noises and smoke.

Once, twice, three times... In the heavy, relentless roar, two meter long, quenched cast iron heavy crossbows and arrows tore their flesh and blood to pieces one after another.

War horse, machete, spear, iron armor, roar, blood courage... Everything that the Boyi people are proud of, like stones thrown into the sea, falls silently on the battlefield spilled with plasma.

When the roar stopped, there was only a corpse covered with battlefield bones.

The horseback people who fled in all directions also failed to escape the two wings of the Centaur warriors; The bloody centaurs, like wild beasts, rushed into the fleeing team and killed wantonly.

The grassland battlefield between the bloody storms quickly ”degenerated” from a hunting ground to a slaughterhouse; In a pair of desperate and numb eyes, they ravaged the last remaining horseback people.

With the last scattered sound of fighting and mending knives, mixed with the screams and wails of women and children, the battle movement stopped abruptly in just a quarter of an hour.

On the battlefield filled with smoke and dust, with the last cry and the flesh and blood bones trampled by countless cavalry, a small settlement of Boyi horseback people disappeared in the world forever.

There was nothing left except the wronged soul and flesh.

In the distance of the battlefield, under a banner made of animal skin, the expressionless chakar was listening to the wailing and excited bloodthirsty cries in his ears, looking at the rows of crossbows, with a strange luster in his eyes.

If there is any experience he gained in the battle of Qianzhang City, it is these seemingly insignificant toys.

When these ”toys” have only one or two, they are nothing; However, when their number becomes hundreds and thousands, they are concentrated and can hit 100 goals, they can make any Centaur army suffer heavy casualties and even fear.

Fifteen thousand two legged reinforcements, even without crossing the river to attack, can use them to block tens of thousands of four hoofed warriors outside the gate of Qianzhang city.

As long as the quantity is enough and there is enough ammunition, it can destroy all the troops a hundred steps away, and even turn the fight between the warriors into a cruel game of ”throwing the ball” to each other.

Is there anything more terrible?!

Chakar is not a ballista, nor is he a ”projection weapon expert”, but he can still vaguely feel that the ”toys” invented by these bipedal people and dwarfs are slowly changing the rules of war for thousands of years.

Fortunately... At least in the present world, the big green sea is still the world of four hoofed warriors; At least for now, their ”toys” are not strong enough to really reverse the rules.

Before they really become strong, the noble four hoofed people will rule the whole green sea and even the world outside the green sea!

While chakar was still thinking, a centaur waving a flag came running from a distance; Chakar looked back and his eyes were frozen.