Chapter 28 The entire army was wiped out
Just over half a month had passed since the establishment of the territory in Pingdingshan, and the residents' houses had not yet been completed, and there was no time to build the city wall blocking the gentle slope.

But now they had to fight against the barbarian army whose combat power was even greater than theirs, which was not in Rhodes' plan.

But the enemy was at his doorstep and he had no way to escape.

Once defeated in a war, the heads of all soldiers would be hung in front of the barbarians' houses to be dried and displayed, and women and children would be reduced to livestock and playthings.

As for Rhodes himself, if he was unlucky, he would not die on the spot.

The blood of William the King flowing in his body would make him a priceless treasure in the hands of the barbarians, and he would be sent to the royal city to become the most beloved slave.

The glory of our ancestors will be turned into the ultimate physical humiliation by the barbarians.

There is only one way to avoid this outcome.

Use the violence in your hands to crush the enemy in front of you!
Under the illumination of the braziers burning on both sides of the road, Rhodes led the charge, and the figures of Wolf Chief's soldiers appeared in his sight.

The stones thrown from the sentry towers prepared in advance had already shattered their formation.

Fully one-third of the Wolf Chief's soldiers fell to the ground, wailing.

The remaining fifty or so people who were still standing were also frightened by this sudden blow from the sky.

They hurriedly dodged to the surroundings, leaving a huge gap in the team.

Now, Rhodes needs to seize this opportunity and break through it in one go.

The only pity was that none of the six wolf riders died, as the explosive power of the Iron-backed Black Wolves allowed them to escape successfully.

"Damn it! That traitor deceived the Great Wolf. This is an ambush! Watch out for incoming enemy cavalry!"

Seeing the cavalry charging from the top of the gentle slope, the leader of the wolf cavalry let out an angry roar.

"Ouch!"

Amid the howling of the Iron-Backed Black Wolves, the Wolf Chief's soldiers finally calmed down.

They raised the wolf-tooth scimitars behind their backs and picked up the throwing axes at their waists with their other hands.

Using throwing axes to accurately hit prey running on the snowfield is a hunting skill passed down from generation to generation.

It is also the Wolf Chief’s army’s means of resistance against cavalry charges.

But it's too late!

The ordinary wolf cavalryman who was closest to the attacking cavalry had fire in his eyes.

The sudden rockfall left them no time to adjust, and the enemy cavalry had already arrived in front of them!
He stared at the knight at the front of the fifteen cavalrymen, drew his scimitar while roaring, and rushed forward.

He wants to kill the leader and restore the team's damaged morale!

He raised the wide wolf-tooth scimitar in his hand, and saw that the opponent was blocking with a disproportionately thin sword blade. A cruel grin appeared on the face of the wolf cavalryman.

When the weapons collided, his smile suddenly stopped.

A strong numbing sensation came from the handle of the knife, causing his body to stiffen instantly.

What frightened the wolf riders even more was that the rapier did not bounce away.

Instead, it continued forward and stabbed straight into his chest.

The armor-piercing sword pierced through the animal skin armor, and Rhodes used the force of the charge to lift the wolf rider directly off the wolf's back.

The whole person was stabbed in the air by his sword.

Seeing this, the iron-backed black wolf below opened its bloody mouth and rushed forward to bite, but was knocked down by a white figure in mid-air.

Whitebread bit into its thick skin and his claws dug into the wolf's legs.

The two demon wolves tore at each other, and during the struggle they rolled into the distance, spilling blood all over the ground.

Looking at the white bread going away, Rhodes took off his helmet with his other hand.

Her bright golden hair gleamed in the firelight.

Relying on strong vitality, the wolf cavalry who had not yet died clenched the sword in front of his chest after seeing this scene.

In the last moments before his death, he couldn't help but recall the blond demon who once slaughtered the North, and said in a horrified tone:

"William the Butcher!"

"No." Rhodes drew his sword and let his body fall to the ground. "It's Knight Rhodes."

At the same time, the five wolf riders around Rhodes who were originally preparing to stop the cavalry all stopped their actions.

They turned their heads almost at the same time.

Her eyes were fixed on him as if drawn by a magnet.

After looking at each other, three elite wolf cavalrymen surrounded him at the same time.

Rhodes sighed inwardly when he saw that his blond hair really brought out the taunting attribute to the maximum.

He raised the sword in his hand and stepped forward.

As an extraordinary type of soldier, wolf cavalry has a serious superior restraint on ordinary cavalry.

Once an Iron-Backed Black Wolf gets close to it, an ordinary warhorse will find it difficult to even stand still, let alone run.

The war horses under Rhodes were in better condition after being trained by the saber-toothed tigers.

But if a real fight breaks out, the situation will still be one-sided.

He had to tie up the three most troublesome elite wolf riders to gain an advantage for his men. Around them, twelve cavalrymen successfully rushed into the crowd, leaving seven or eight enemy corpses behind and then distanced themselves to avoid the flying axes.

When the shield and spear soldiers from the rear arrived, the two sides collided.

With the symphony of arrows piercing armor and flying axes smashing shields, the battlefield officially entered a white-hot stage.

Rhodes held his sword in front of him, guarding against attacks, and his armor was already cut open.

His horse fell beside him, killed by a severe laceration in his abdomen, and his blood dyed the ground red.

Group battles were not Rhodes' strong point.

Faced with the skillful cooperation of the three elite wolf cavalrymen, he had to be on the defensive at all times.

Use the extreme speed of Raven's Feather to resist the continuous attacks from three sides.

Otherwise, when he thrust his sword into an enemy, the scimitars of the other two wolf riders would cut him off.

If you keep it for a long time, you will lose it!

Fortunately, he has helpers around him.

At this moment, the saber-toothed tiger was waiting behind him, watching one of the elite wolf cavalrymen.

Due to the speed advantage of the Iron-Backed Black Wolf, neither side could do anything to the other for a while, and both sides fell into a stalemate.

Rhodes glanced at other battlefields.

Noah and Holmes were holding back the remaining two ordinary wolf cavalrymen.

The pressure on the mount restricted the hands and feet of Holmes, an elite knight.

He had to use a lot of energy to stabilize the warhorse, and it was difficult to defeat the enemy in a short period of time.

The good news is that on the front battlefield, shield and spear soldiers are advancing in cooperation with cavalry.

Especially when White Bread, covered in blood, returns to the battlefield and breaks the balance.

The demon wolves roaming in the shadows kept dragging the Wolf Chief's soldiers into them, causing the enemy's morale to fall to a low point.

As long as the shield and spear formation forms a siege, none of these wolf cavalrymen will be able to escape!
"Did Mansaru ask you to come? It seems that our Baron of Hekou Town still cares about his former tribe. Do you like this grand welcome?"

Rhodes stared at the leader of the wolf cavalry and taunted him in the language of the Lorosa people.

Whether it was his father's previous expansion into the North or his mother's book collection, there were a large number of barbarian books in the house.

After learning that he was going to the North, Rhodes learned a lot of barbarian languages ​​during the two months on the road.

Hearing his words, the wolf cavalry leader was furious.

"How dare that damned bastard deceive the tribe and betray the Great Wolf once again!"

"Do you think you have won? Shameful sneak attacker! Dirty descendant of a butcher! The furious wolves will soon return and tear you to pieces mercilessly!"

The wolf cavalry leader suddenly changed direction and ran towards the foot of the mountain under the explosive charge of the Iron-backed Black Wolves.

The war situation could no longer be reversed, and he needed to pass the intelligence here back to the tribe and find more strength.

When Rhodes was about to stop him, another elite wolf cavalryman blocked his way.

"Wait and be afraid! Soon, the wolves will..."

Ding! clang!
As the swords clashed, Rhodes pulled out the sword that had pierced his chest and kicked away the iron-backed black wolf that was rushing towards him.

He swung the sword, and the blood on it spread out in a string of red dots.

He walked past the wolf rider expressionlessly, ignoring the incomprehensible look of fear in the man's eyes before he died.

One-on-one, few people can stop him.

After a brief obstruction, the wolf cavalry leader had already rushed down the mountain and disappeared into the night.

Rhodes glanced at the ravens in the sky and didn't care.

Seeing that the shield-spearmen had finished the battle, he waited where he was.

A few minutes later, a loud cry was heard behind me.

The snow-white warhorse came galloping down from the top of the mountain. Under his call, the snow horse that evolved from the mane horse finally succeeded in standing up.

Rhodes mounted the horse and stroked its soft and warm neck.

"Go, let us tell the enemy who is the king of cavalry in this snowy plain."

White ice mist spread from under the horse's hooves, and with a crisp sound of ice breaking, the snowfield horse disappeared on the spot.

Wherever it passed, icy fog rose, as if it was riding on clouds.

The Ironback Black Wolf has powerful short-distance sprint capabilities, but when it comes to long-distance attacks, it can only be crushed by the Snowfield Colt with comprehensive attributes.

When the wolf cavalry leader had been running for a long time and was about to take a breath.

He seemed to see a white horse leaping across the river.

Appear in front of you the next second!

Rhodes' sword pierced his chest, announcing the complete annihilation of the Wolf Chief's army.

(End of this chapter)