Chapter 75: Want to Learn?
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A team of heavy armored cavalry led by the right-wing Socia, madly charged from the right side, in a wedge-shaped charge formation, and violently crashed into the crowd of Odin people! The war horses were wearing thick armor, the knights were wearing heavy armor, the hooves were flying high, and the powerful impact force made this steel torrent instantly cut out a gap in the dense crowd of Odin people as soon as it hit them!
The heavy cavalry charged with a momentum like thunder, the vanguard of the cavalry easily knocked the Odin people in front of them flying, the cavalry tightly grasped the long spears in their hands, pressing their bodies low, they didn't swing the long spears, but purely relied on the powerful impact of the horse's strength to directly tear the Odin people in front of them into pieces!
It was almost just a glance, and the warriors of Odin were pierced by heavy cavalry! As if a scorching hot dagger had been thrust into butter!
On the left wing, Adrik led a troop of lightly armored cavalrymen armed with maces in person, galloping out and making a big circle along the left side of the battlefield, charging into the crowd of Oding people on the periphery!
Although this cavalry was not heavy armor, but in the relatively loose formation of the Odin warriors on the periphery, the cavalry still easily broke into the Odin warrior's formation with impact force. The warriors swung their flails, using horse power to knock down the enemy in front of them and smash the Odin warriors' heads with their flails from above. Soon, the battlefield was a bloody mess!
Two squadrons of cavalry, like a pair of pincers, stretched out onto the battlefield and crushed the crowd of Oding people mercilessly from both sides!
These Odin warriors were indeed not the elite troops of the Odin Empire, although they possessed the ferocity of the Odin people, but lacked the courage to continue fighting in a disadvantageous situation. When both wings were pierced, the Odin army's formation instantly fell into chaos.
The inner heavy armored cavalry pierced through and shattered their formation, while the outer lightly armored cavalry led by Adrick went on a frenzied slaughter of the already scattered fleeing soldiers!
But within an hour, the Oathteni were thoroughly routed; they were completely overwhelmed by the cavalry on both flanks. When the first Oathteni began to retreat, there was soon a second, a third...a tenth, a hundredth...
Horses' hooves trampled the Oding people into a pulp, flesh and blood flying everywhere, and the battlefield was littered with the corpses of the Oding people.
Compared to the heavy cavalry's penetration, the light armored cavalry led by Adrick himself on the periphery was more mobile. They were more agile and quickly changed formations, layer by layer "peeling off" the already disordered Odian lines. Wherever the cavalry charged through, they always left behind a trail of wailing.
Once the rout began, it was impossible to stop. The Odingers were as wild in their charge as they were in their retreat, and they fell back in a chaotic tide. General Adrick led his cavalry on two more circuits of the battlefield, reaping a rich harvest of Odinger lives, and even made one final charge that almost reached the mouth of the valley before being repelled by a hail of arrows from the hillsides.
Watching the defeated Odin's remnant army retreat into the valley, Adrick did not greedily try to pursue and kill them. He led his cavalry in a majestic horizontal gallop around the valley, then turned back under the sparse arrow rain of the enemy.
On the battlefield, the Odin people left behind more than two thousand corpses, and those who were injured but not dead numbered at least three to five hundred.
On the distant mountain slope, Keke Lan stood under a large cloak, coldly watching the miserable cries and wails on the battlefield. His face was indifferent, as if he was not moved by such a tragic defeat at all, and even his eyes were indifferent.
His noble lordship of Odin looked at Adrick's cavalry retreating slowly, and he seemed to have let out a gentle sigh as if nothing had happened.
"Alas... it seems that only cavalry can deal with cavalry, huh? Hmm, perhaps if His Imperial Majesty the Great Father would let me command an elite unit like that Blackstone guy's, I might have a chance to defeat this Byzantine iron army. But for now..."
He turned around, no longer looking at the miserable scene on the battlefield, but instead curled up the corners of his mouth, and a subtle smile appeared on his face: "Now... Fortunately, I don't have to take these miscellaneous troops to fight against Adelric. Hmph... Byzantine Lion? Leave it to Hastings."
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On the battlefield, the Byzantine soldiers killed the last of the Odinists, they excitedly raised their weapons in hand, pounded their shields with force, and passionately let out wave after wave of cheers and roars.
Adrick led his troops back on horseback, without dismounting, and gazed at the distant valley for a moment.
"General, these Odinians are no match at all. They're far inferior to Hestin's troops." Sosia came up beside Adric, who was covered in blood, with chunks of flesh hanging from his shoulders and his goatee stained red. He was panting hotly, his eyes gleaming with excitement.
Adrick didn't say a word, his eyes fixed intently on the valley below. Sosia couldn't help but exclaim loudly, "Let's just charge in! The combat strength of these Odin people is simply...!"
Adrick finally withdrew his gaze and glared at Sosia, the majesty in his eyes making Sosia immediately shut her mouth.
"Form ranks... We... Fall back ten li!!"
"What?! Sosia was stunned! He immediately shouted in discontent: "Why? We drove these Odin cubs back to the valley, but instead..."
Adrick sneered and pointed to the valley behind him: "Do you see? Don't you think this mountain pass is like a big mouth waiting for us to crawl in?"
"He shook his head firmly: 'We retreat! The terrain of the valley is narrow, unfavorable to our cavalry! Don't forget how Butler was deceived! Today these Odin people are obviously here to test and die, their strongest beast soul warriors have not appeared, otherwise do you think we would win so easily?!"
Sosia gritted her teeth.
"Fall back ten li! Let's see if these guys dare to come out! As long as we're outside the mountain valley, in open and flat terrain, our Rodoria cavalry isn't afraid of any opponent!" With that, Adrick's stern gaze swept over Sosia, and he coldly said: "Execute the order!"
(The people inside Odin shouldn't come out... The battle just now was just to use a victory to boost morale, and also let these Odin people taste the bitter, knowing that our cheapness is not so easy to occupy. This is only the first battle of trial, next, it's the real confrontation. Just... the Odin army in front of us, if they don't come out to chase... then... their purpose is...)
Adrick's eyebrows were tightly knotted together, and a hint of sharpness suddenly flashed in his eyes.
"Come on! Call over the orderly!"
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Hundreds of miles away from the battlefield, in a tent, Xia Ya held a fire fork and pressed it hard against the blood-colored crystal.
To be honest, Tu Bie's heart was a little nervous - dragon! This is actually a dragon!
If this dragon really isn't dead... then... then our feud will be even greater!!
Skinning and cramping...and also bloodletting and bathing
What's most important is that the power this dragon initially displayed left a deep impression on Shuya! If this dragon hadn't died, and was now taking revenge on him, Shuya, although always very confident, wasn't arrogant enough to think he could single-handedly take on a dragon.
He gripped the fire fork, his eyes fixed tightly on that stone, making up his mind that no matter how this dragon was hiding here, if it dared... he would smash this stone to pieces in an instant!
Finally, the indifferent voice in his mind sounded again, with a hint of disdain.
"Hmph, you despicable lowly creatures, how can you possibly comprehend the profound mysteries of a superior being's life?"
Xia Ya's mind quickly turned a few times, his eyes moved, and he plucked up the courage to laugh loudly three times: "Haha! What if you were that dragon? You've already been killed! The one talking to me now is probably just your soul! When you were alive, I wasn't afraid of you. Now that you're dead, would I be afraid of a ghost?"
He clutched the crystal in his hand, with the fire fork resting on top of it. He gritted his teeth and said, "Speak! What evil intentions do you have for clinging to me? Ah, I remember! You hid inside this stone initially to escape, didn't you? Hmph! Don't think I'll be afraid of you! I've heard that some magical crystals can temporarily hold a soul, but if the crystal is destroyed, the soul will lose its attachment and quickly dissipate!"
After a moment of silence, the voice in his mind slowly emerged.
"You can kill me... but don't you want to learn 'Crimson Killing Intent'?"
This sentence made Xia Ya stunned, and his hand holding the fire fork loosened involuntarily: "You, you know about Crimson Killing Intent?"
"...I won't." The voice replied.
The turtle was furious, his eyes bulged out, and he spat fiercely: "Damn it! You dare to fool me! I hate people fooling me the most!"
He steeled himself, raised his fire axe and was about to shatter the stone - although it was a pity that this mysterious stone would be broken into pieces, but after all, the dragon inside and he had deep hatred! Heaven knows whether this dragon would have great magical powers and be able to recover its strength in the stone - rather than taking risks, it's better to get rid of it thoroughly first!
Just as the fire axe was about to fall, a cold voice echoed in his mind.
"I may not know it myself, but I can teach you."
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Tonight, at 12 o'clock, there's also a third watch!
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