A 50-man cavalry team was like lightning, and a faint light appeared on the knights' armor, not only leaving them without their due weight, but also giving them the magical power of the war horses.

These horses that are galloping can still recover their physical strength quickly when they are galloping.

This is the unique secret technique of the Temple of War!

For believers in the Temple of War, war horses are the best companions.

Even some believers will choose a war horse to end up with one another, and consume countless magical materials to give the war horse a lifespan and power beyond imagination.

Carl is such a person.

The war horse under his crotch was carefully cultivated since he was fifteen years old.

From fifteen to twenty years old, he never slept in bed, but slept on a pile of hays. When practicing swordsmanship during the day, he was also near a war horse, and when eating, he was no exception.

It can be said that in five years, Carl and his war horse have already been in tune with each other.

Coupled with the feeding of magic materials, the value represented by this war horse is enough to bankrupt dozens of ordinary middle-class families.

The reason why Carl can feed her is because she is from a traditional nobleman in Sika and is related to Viscount Sika. His mother is Viscount Sika's sister.

Of course, Carl was not able to become the commander of this cavalry because of his uncle.

But real strength!

He relied on the sword in his hand to challenge the dissatisfied knights one by one.

Only after winning every battle did he become the commander of this cavalry.

The family is rich in resources, has a family background, and has a self-inheritance.

This is the traditional aristocrat in the Beilu.

As for morality?

It can't be said to be noble, but it won't be despicable either.

After all, as a believer of the God of War, Carl still has a bottom line, so he distributed all the silversol he brought from Boer to his subordinates.

This made these subordinates respect Carl more and more.

No subordinate will hate a boss who is strong but willing to give benefits to his subordinates.

Therefore, when Carl ordered to move forward at full speed, no knight had any complaints.

Even if they have been in this state for almost two hours.

Suddenly, Carl, who was lying on the horse's back, raised his hand and sat up straight.

Without any words, all the knights stopped. They clearly divided the work and pulled out their long swords, lit the fuse of the mesh gun, and looked around with a ring.

The pine forest on the frozen soil is silent in the afternoon.

The sun was slightly hidden, and a thin layer of mist once again enveloped the road leading to the border Molsa.

Carl looked in front with his eyes tightly.

He could detect something coming closer.

It was very hidden but exuded a breath that disgusted him.

"Are they the bastards hiding in the gutter?"

Carl held the sword tightly, and the ruby ​​on the side of the sword hilt flashed.

Immediately, there was a burning feeling on the cold frozen soil, which was the burning feeling from the bottom of my heart, like a warrior about to fight on the battlefield.

All the cavalry, at this time, became excited.

They seemed to have gained endless courage.

With the support of such courage, their strength and speed have been improved to varying degrees, and even their vision has become extremely excellent. At least the cavalrymen with coercion guns are like this.

Bang!

Bang bang!

Without hesitation, these cavalrymen fired.

No reporting is required.

This is licensed by Carl.

It is also the most correct choice for many veterans who have truly experienced the battle and realized that the battlefield has changed rapidly.

The projectile flew out quickly under the push of gunpowder.

Although the clamps in the hands of these cavalry are not heavy mount coercion guns, their power is still no less than 2 ounces of loading the 2.5 ounce mount coercion guns.

With the refinement of the Temple of War, these mesh guns are more reliable.

Not only is it power, but its accuracy is also a step up. Especially in terms of self-protection, it is also loved by many people.

And this time, they also did not disappoint their holders.

Plop!

Everyone heard the sound of the projectile hitting and knocking down the opponent, and also saw the blurry shadows falling to the ground in the distance.

Carl smiled, gestured a thumb to the cavalry behind him, and then waved his hand.

Suddenly, Carl's deputy led five cavalry forward.

Carl and others were watching their own people's exploration while jingling.

This is not a temporary assignment, but a turnaround.

Carl or his own deputy always leads each time, and the remaining five people take turns to depart from their team.

There is nothing special at this time, even if Carl is a nobleman.

God of War doesn't like cowards.

The soldiers will not obey a coward.

After Carl's deputy brought five people into the fog, the fog suddenly rolled up and became thicker. The pine forest and road that could have been seen in hazy disappeared completely.

Moreover, the mist was rushing towards the cavalry as if it had come alive.

Carl's heart tightened and immediately spoke to remind his subordinates.

"Notice!"

With a loud shout, Carl held the sword tightly again, and the ruby ​​light on the hilt bloomed.

Immediately, the rolling fog stopped in front of the team, but a vine avoided everyone's sight and came silently at his war horse's feet. Then, it stabbed Carl's back like a vicious snake.

Carl didn't sense all this at all.

But his war horse sensed it, kicked his four hooves and avoided the raid very skillfully.

Carl cooperated with Wujian's wave of the sword in his hand.

Click!

The vine was cut off directly.

A ray of flame ignited from the cut that flowed out of the green juice and spread out at an unexpected speed. The cut-off piece quickly burned into ashes. The piece with the root was completely surrounded by flames.

ah!

Everyone was glad to hear the screams.

The musketeers who completed a loading and the second echelon were instantly aimed at them.

Carl touched his war horse's neck gratefully.

This is not the first time his war horse has saved him.

Every time is such a dangerous moment.

Therefore, he became more and more willing to sleep with his war horse.

Therefore, he is still alone at the age of thirty.

Feeling Carl's caress, the war horse was digging its hooves and informing Carl of the uneasiness in his heart.

Something is coming!

Leave quickly!

"What?"

"What's wrong with Finisa?"

At this time, Carl, who should have communicated without any hindrance, couldn't hear what he was talking about when he was talking to you, just as if someone was talking to you when he had sudden tinnitus.

Something is coming!

Leave quickly!

Finisa became more and more impatient. She could feel something terrifying approaching. Moreover, with bad intentions, Carl, who had a good relationship with it, was affected before the other party got close.

But it can do nothing.
To be continued...