socalfunplaces Chapter 134
Chapter 134
"All charge!"
The remaining twelve warriors who had not joined the war were all from the royal territory.
They took it as their duty to protect the royal bloodline.
Therefore, facing the invincible enemy ahead, they still launched a charge.
There was no oath before the charge, no officers to mobilize the excitement of the warriors, but every knight was ready to die.
"Demacia!"
Dozens of Demacia knights roared, and the glory of Demacia resounded again.
The next moment, this cavalry team began to accelerate from the hillside. They crouched down, and their spears were firmly pressed under their armpits.
The flat terrain made the knights' charge speed increase all the time.
These knights, they all had dragon-scale war horses under their crotches.
They were special war horses carefully trained by Demacia.
Compared with the strong and flexible wildebeests in the north, Demacia's dragon-scale war horses were very heavy, and they could not flexibly wander between the mountains.
Because they have well-developed muscles, huge skeletons, and ridiculously high weight.
They even need to arrange their formations before the battle begins, and even the war horses need time to warm up.
With the huge weight and the fully armored knight on their backs, it obviously takes a long time to speed up.
They are destined not to be the sons of the mountains like the northern horned horses.
But as long as they are allowed to charge, as long as they are given enough sections to accelerate...
Then, they will bring the most terrifying power to the enemy.
At least in the battle against Noxus, the elite organized heavy cavalry assault regiments have only encountered very few moments of defeat.
In Demacia, outstanding military strategists generally use this precious heavy cavalry regiment in two ways.
One is to use the dragon scale heavy cavalry to break through the charge at the beginning of the war, to shock the enemy, and quickly make the enemy army collapse. But this method is undoubtedly harmful to the dragon scale heavy cavalry.
The other is that when the two armies are fighting fiercely, a heavy cavalry regiment suddenly rushes into the battlefield, cuts the battlefield, and thus lays the foundation for victory.
The confident Jarvan IV undoubtedly chose the second option, but he underestimated the iron blood of the Noxians.
And at this moment, it is the most impossible time to attack. The battle situation has been determined and the decline is hard to hide. The best choice is undoubtedly to leave.
But at this time, the dragon-scale war horses under the crotch of the twelve heavy armored knights have already begun to increase their speed regularly in multiple stages.
Before the battle, the heavy knights began to pant.
Until the speed reached the peak, the strong dragon-scale war horses they sat on were still stable until they rushed into the Noxian legion.
"???" The outermost Noxian sergeants were the first to face the external reinforcements.
He looked at just twelve riders, and he felt like a tidal wave.
The slight shaking of the earth made his legs tremble.
The Noxian captain subconsciously looked at his companions, but he found that the fearless Noxian warriors were actually retreating in fear!
The fearful charge made them afraid.
The captain also wanted to retreat, but it was too late!
So he raised his small round shield with courage and launched a charge, but the next moment...
The Noxian captain flew up.
There was no resistance, and he soared into the air.
But he didn't know he was flying, because he was dead at the moment of collision, so that his body flew high and even flew in front of Jarvan IV who was surrounded.
"Go! General!" The adjutant also rushed to Jarvan IV at this time. He waved his war spear and swept the enemy away. He stretched out his hand to Jarvan IV who was on the ground with all his strength, and Jarvan IV subconsciously stretched out his hand after hearing someone calling him.
Then, the adjutant dragged Jarvan IV onto the horse.
The other Demacia soldiers around him were nowhere to be seen.
The heavy cavalry, with their 3x4 square formation, cut through the Noxian warriors like a hot knife through a piece of butter.
"Oh my God! These damn Demacians! Block them! Kill a Demacian and I'll seal him..." The Noxian lieutenant stood on a high place with an extremely ugly face. He loudly commanded his subordinates, and flags representing orders were waved by the herald.
They were easily killed! With such a high loss, even if they wiped out this team of Demacia elites, he would not get much reward for the battle, and there was even a chance that he would be punished.
But the Noxian soldiers here did not decrease but increased under the charge of the Demacia elite.
Because the support from around Noxus had arrived.
This team of heavy cavalry did not care about all this. They went straight to Jarvan IVGo to where the world is, until you carve out a path to life in the dead land.
The seriously injured and exhausted Jarvan IV looked at all this with anger, and at this moment his heart was as if the sky was falling and the earth was cracking.
These soldiers were all his confidants. In order to show his importance to them, Jarvan IV even trained with them! Eat together!
Jarvan could even call out each of their names and had intersections with each of them.
At this moment, their lives were dying!
Jarvan's adjutant was still brave, and he led Jarvan IV to break through.
A miracle happened, and the thousand-man army was pierced by the heavy cavalry. Even the separated Demacia elites roared "Demacia" and began to wave their weapons and began to beat the Noxian soldiers.
Every elite seemed to have no regard for his own life.
A dozen Demacia riders, including the warriors left behind in other places, also rushed out with the heavy cavalry and fled in the direction they came from.
It seemed that the heavens had also begun to open their eyes at this moment, and the sky suddenly rained down merciful raindrops.
Jarvan IV leaned on his adjutant's shoulder, subconsciously wanting to turn his head to see how many brothers were still following him, but he saw a scene that made him wail.
The heavy cavalrymen who followed Jarvan IV out were already panting, but they began to turn around and charge towards the Noxian pursuers again!
"What are you doing..." Seeing this, Jarvan IV wanted to shout immediately, regardless of the huge scars on his body, the blood bruises and depression in his chest.
His adjutant said in a sonorous voice: "Your Highness! This is necessary! Rain cannot erase all traces, nor can it stop the pursuit of the Noxians!"
After the adjutant's words fell, Jarvan IV felt a buzzing in his head, then his eyes widened, and he suddenly spit out a mouthful of black blood, and then fell into a coma. He vaguely felt that he was placed on the back of a horse, and the solid shoulder on which his chin rested also quietly left, and then charged in the opposite direction of his escape...
...
After the rain, the sky cleared.
At least in the military exploits recorded by Noxus, they wiped out this elite Demacia, and no one escaped.
This kind of war damage made the captain who was commanding the war dare not say that the general on the opposite side had escaped.
The matter was determined, and the Demacia counterattack was simple.
...
"Oh my God, it's really tragic, why does it feel more tragic than the war between the Freljord tribes!"
Jincheng was in the Silver Mountains at this time, and he muttered to himself as he looked at everything that was left in front of him.
Until the shouts from afar called Jincheng over.
"Jincheng! Jincheng! Come and see! Come quickly, look at what I found?!"