It actually rained...!

Mogg felt his breathing become rapid—it was not good!

Before going to war, Wall once told Mog: The Wrath of the North is the strongest cavalry in the entire Fares Kingdom, and you don’t need to be afraid of any enemies standing in front of you! There are only three things you need to pay attention to:

Time! Good place! Harmonious people!

The climate and combat terrain should not be too harsh! The morale of the cavalry needs to be guaranteed!

But now...

Mogg began to panic.

There is no doubt that it is not suitable for heavy cavalry combat when it rains - because the ground will become slippery, which is not conducive to the charge of heavy cavalry;

The terrain is best to be a spacious and solid plain - and at this moment the foot is the plowed ground;

What happens when these two are combined together!?

The rain came quickly and fiercely.

The dense raindrops were like arrows condensed by countless waters, slapped on the armor of the heavy cavalrymen, making uneasy noises;

They slapped the soldiers on the faces through metal masks, making it difficult for them to tell clearly what was going on ahead;

But, after all, they were elite heavy cavalry who had received strict training; the commander would never be able to stop the horse without letting them stop!

This is a heavy rain that does not pose a life threat to ordinary people. It is now forcing the most powerful heavy cavalry team to a desperate situation.

Mog tried hard to concentrate under the slap of the rain and think about the next countermeasures;

What should I do? Turn around and return? No, this is absolutely not possible. I have stepped into the plowed main road so far, and it will be extremely difficult to turn the direction and leave;

In such a harsh environment, the physical strength of the war horses will be quickly consumed at an unimaginable speed. Perhaps they will be exhausted before they can break out of this journey!

The forest? Not good either! The soil there is also soft! Moreover, it will cause the entire team to disperse. It will be difficult to find it in the unfamiliar place of Ryintang!

Of course, these factors are not the most important to Mogg - what he can't stand the most are the guys in front of him who are blocking the way!

If there are tens of thousands of cavalry blocking the main road, it would be embarrassing to turn around and run or even run around in a row;

But these people...a hundred feet away, Mogg seemed to be able to see their trembling virtues in the rain!

Just a thousand cowardly light infantrymen! Escape in front of these people? Never!

"Run———" Mog's roar was flooded by the heavy rain, but the soldiers behind him could still know his intention from the rifle he waved;

The heavy cavalry struggled to hold the horse's belly, trying to urge them to advance as soon as possible;

But how can the soft ground wet by heavy rain get up quickly?

Even though these cavalry and horses were extremely desperate, their overall speed was not fast;

The heavy rain soaked in the soft soil, making the road particularly muddy;

Even Mog on the horse's back seemed to be able to feel how hard the war horse was to lift its hooves and move forward - it could carry a metal vest and a fully armed man!

The more tired the horses are, the more impatient the person becomes; in this cold and vague environment due to heavy rain, an ominous premonition gradually surged into the hearts of every cavalry of the Wall army - people's panic about the unknown has always existed.

Soon, this premonition became reality.

"Wow——"

screams, horse neighing, and the dull sound of metal and soil colliding;

Although these sounds cannot be heard far in this torrential rain, they are enough for those around you to hear - including Mog;

Mog looked back—in the hazy rain, he saw a desperate scene that made people faint:

The invincible wrath of the North actually began to fall to the ground with people and horses because he was moving too hastily on the mud!

The ground was so slippery! Mog also got this situation from the reaction of the war horse - even if he was as clever as he was, he couldn't control it!

It was definitely not just the one around you who fell down! There were definitely more cavalry slid behind the team!

For heavy cavalry, there is almost no possibility of getting up again when they fall to the ground!

Can't stop!

Mog's gaze moved again to the blocker not far away;

These cowards who make people angry actually hid in the canopy in their hands and watched the show!

Now, there are only a few dozen feet left to them!

Rush over! Get rid of them all! Mog roared and tried his best to urge the horse to move forward;

The mud from the horse's hooves splashed, sprinkling the cavalry behind them all their heads and faces;

Kill all the mobs! Then there is no problem with rest! Mog gasped heavily, staring at the front of a chaos - until a foreign object suddenly appeared in his sight like a ghost.

...What is that?

The cold chill filled his whole body in a flash; in his afterglow, a bright white figure appeared in the forest, like a meteor, rushing straight towards him;

Before the body responded, the "meteor" had already hit his torso hard.

Is he a...person?

This was Mog's last thought before he fell into a coma.

The soldiers saw Mog who was rushing to the front was attacked by a white figure, and suddenly fell on the muddy road with his men and horses;

He couldn't even scream, life and death were uncertain!

The entire team stopped suddenly - the man was in the middle of the road, if he trampled the young master from the north to death...

Of course, being able to stop so quickly is not unrelated to their horses being extremely tired.

After the white figure succeeded with one blow, it quickly disappeared into the forest;

Everyone in the heavy cavalry team was in danger. What kind of terrible thing was that? It knocked down the young master and his horse in an instant?

Fortunately for them, the heavy rain finally stopped; the cavalry wiped off the water droplets from their masks and prepared to check how the situation was around them-

It's really not good.

During the charge just now, many cavalrymen fell to the ground, and these unlucky guys tripped over the horses behind them;

The entire northern rage, especially the rear, suffered losses that cannot be ignored - about two hundred people were abandoned on the mud behind him.

Fortunately, there was no imagined killing sound that was shocking the sky, and the bows and crossbows were fired at once. It seemed that the enemy should have no other ambush.

A centurion closer to Mogh urged the horse to see how Mr. Mogh was like;

But he pulled the reins a few times, and only received the weak neighing sound of the war horses.

The centurion cursed, unbuttoned the lock on the saddle, turned over and dismounted, and prepared to walk over to see what was going on;

While dismounting, he looked at the horse's hooves slightly, but almost came up in one breath.

From the horse's hooves, the thick mud was covered with so long a person's forearms - it was strange that he could run!
Chapter completed!