Maze Fan: I opened a buffet in the maze

The army approached in the dark, and as long as they climbed over a gentle slope in the plain that posed no obstacle in front of them, they could see the lights of the Maze Street.

The journey was so smooth that it was like taking a walk, which made people feel very proud.

"Midara never expected us to launch a surprise attack! He was probably still asleep when he was caught."

Sir Burgundy laughed out loud on his horse, feeling that his plan was absolutely flawless and even more similar to the classic battles in history books!

Next, before the sun rises, I will ask the Royal Consulate to change its owner!

He was already thinking about which suit to wear for his speech tomorrow.

At this moment, several dark shadows suddenly appeared on the top of the small slope under the moonlight in front. Their elongated shadows with their backs to the moonlight brought an oppressive force like that of giants.

The smiles on the lords' lips gradually froze.

The sound of horse hooves gradually grew louder as a long column of cavalry formed up on the slope, raising the flag of the Royal Consulate.

At this moment, what was even darker than the shadow covering the field was the expressions of Sir Burgundy and other lords.

"How could she know I was here?" Sir couldn't help but roar! He couldn't believe that his magic weapon trick was seen through!

How is this possible!

"...It's easy to guess."

Midara, who discovered the army not far away, was speechless about this unexpected action.

She was only 80% sure at first, leaving the remaining 20% ​​for the possibility that the lords might suddenly have an idea. Now it seems that she gave too much...

There is only one reason for choosing to place most of the troops here.

This is the largest passage outside the South District, convenient for marching and assembly. For those guys who only have the concept of charging when it comes to fighting, shouldn't this be the way to go?

It can't be said that she is very good at predicting things, it's just that her opponent is too weak...

"No matter what, charge! Charge!"

Sir Burgundy waved his whip and issued the order to attack. At the same time, the two hundred cavalry guards on Midara's side also moved!

Long before the enemy's bloated 'legion' approached, the scouts in the team collected intelligence and brought back.

The long cavalry formation quickly dispersed, using the slope to speed up the horses, splitting into two groups in the middle and moving around the flanks of the enemy formation.

This is a typical pincer attack, targeting the two weak sides, commonly known as making dumplings.

The refugees and conscripted farmers, numbering tens of thousands, became chaotic without any command, like noisy ants, forming a small lake on the plain.

The soldiers holding spears and threatening their advance were equally flustered.

The sudden dispersion of the cavalry on both sides was the most fatal to this seemingly large group, which had no discipline and flexibility at all.

The battle hadn't even started yet due to the huge disparity in numbers between those supervising the battle and those being coerced.

Large numbers of refugees and farmers have begun to flee!

You have to know that they were just ordinary people who had never touched a sword. They were holding sickles and hayforks in their hands, and they were scared to death when they heard the sound of cavalry's hooves.

Going forward will lead to death, but the prosperous and peaceful maze street is right before your eyes.

If not now, when?

As a result, the 'Infantry Regiment', which was caught in a dilemma, began to split into front and back, and a massive night run of tens of thousands of people, with the slogan "Long Live Her Royal Highness the Princess", was magnificently launched!

"Is this a war...?" The cavalry captain guarding near Midara had the urge to take off his visor and scratch his head in confusion.

"Don't let your guard down! Infantry formation, separate to the left and right to let the civilians pass!"

"Go forward and cooperate with the cavalry! The other side also has high-end combat power!"

Midara was very cautious. No matter how bad the opponent was, he should have the confidence. Whether it was mercenaries or helpers sent by the nobles, they could pose a threat!

In the distance, two cavalry units were galloping towards the enemy's rear, as powerful as thunder on the vast plain.

From a distance, it looks like arrows slowly merging.

Seeing that the vanguard was on the verge of collapse, the lords' faces turned pale. Looking at the cavalry rushing towards them, they quickly sent out the real backbone of their side.

Thousands of shield-bearing infantry quickly formed into lines, arranging eight or nine meters in front and back.

A battle formation that is too tight does not exist in actual close combat.

Being too close would greatly hinder the actions of one's own side, and they were trying to rely on a human body covered only with leather armor and ring mail to resist a huge mixed-breed bull-horned warhorse covered with fine steel plate armor all over its body!

That's just wishful thinking!

One step of the iron hoof may result in several lives, and the ferocious attack is unstoppable.

The spear-like cavalry quickly collided with the army formation. The array composed of wooden shields and spears was scattered, and the horse hooves immediately crashed into the next line.

What the infantry does is not to confront, but to defuse the enemy's offensive.

After the horses' hooves passed, the remaining infantry quickly turned around and gathered together, trying to retain the cavalry whose strength was rapidly reduced and besiege them!

It has to be said that these soldiers are quite capable, even though the Kingdom of Roga has gradually become corrupt.

However, as a powerful country that was once good at fighting, the foundation left by complete militia training and professional military system is still extraordinary.

It’s a pity that the cavalry team in front of them is the elite trained by Midara. The lowest level of the soldiers is above level ten, and there are also a small number of strong men above level twenty!

The spears that came forward one after another, trying to knock them off their horses, were easily cut off by the swinging swords.

The pure-blooded ox-horned war horses switched to rear-wheel drive mode, lowered their heads and used their long horns to charge, still with plenty of strength, rushing towards the lords' command group like chariots.

"Escort! Escort!"

Sir Burgundy spoke the lines he had prepared for himself in advance, enjoying the feeling of being a great noble in advance, although this situation might not be what he wanted.

The core elite troops surrounding the lords also took action. They rode on war horses and fought against the cavalry regiments.

After the charge advantage gained by using the terrain was consumed, the two sides were evenly matched. The lord had slightly more cavalry, but was facing the guard knights.

But it can only maintain a temporary balance of power.

In front, after the cannon fodder group that had fled to pieces dispersed, Midara approached with thousands of infantrymen.

The fighting became more brutal, with soldiers from both sides starting to draw blood.

Her Royal Highness was determined to win the battle! She didn't have that much time and energy to waste with these idiot lords. It would be troublesome if they escaped.

We must capture them here, hold them hostage, and reunite the scattered territories!

She rode on a warhorse, leading the infantry phalanx in three rows and charging forward, quickly crushing the defending soldiers and cooperating with the cavalry to kill the lords.

Seeing that the cavalry guards were entangled, Midara became furious.

The lords who were so ambitious before all changed color and looked at Sir Burgundy together, "What should we do now? Should we surrender?"

"I heard that the ransom will be lower if you surrender early, and it will be more expensive the later you surrender!"

Burandi was very angry at these idiot companions, "Why are you betting? We still have some cards to play!"

He dismounted and walked to the black-robed man who had been following behind him. He smiled and whispered, "Master! Please help us resist the attack of the evil princess!"

"Jeh, it's useless." A strange voice came from under the black robe, "It can't even cause some damage."

Being ridiculed like this, Burandi's face turned blue and red, but the situation was stronger than the man, so he could only bow his head and ask these men in black robes to see if they could show their power and reverse the situation.

"Stand aside and watch. I'll show you, you fools, the power of darkness!"

The mysterious man in black robe raised his hand, and his companions behind him pulled open the black cloth with unclear patterns embroidered on it, revealing a box, from which they took out a huge holy grail made of black silver metal.

"Show yourself! Endless shadow! Let the dark night become the Lord's domain!" The man in black robe shouted with his hands clasped.

As soon as he finished speaking, black mist surged out of the Holy Grail, quickly engulfing the ground, and then rushed into the sky, quickly covering the silvery white moon.

The entire field was plunged into deep darkness!

"What's going on?" Midaraton felt something was wrong. These guys really had a secret weapon!

Madam Hua Lian used magic to project a huge ball of light into the sky, but in the black fog, even the magic ball of light quickly dimmed.

Something was wriggling on the ground where the iron hooves had stepped, and the fallen corpses suddenly stood up!

They were emitting bursts of black mist all over their bodies. They turned around with swaying steps and then rushed towards the knights with abnormal ferocity. Their speed and strength increased significantly, which was visible to the naked eye.

The patterns on the surface of the Holy Grail became more and more active, and began to sway and rise like smoke.

The black fog in the sky gathered into balls, gradually condensing into huge tentacles, whipping and sweeping down from the 'clouds'!

A large number of soldiers were hit. Although it didn't hurt much, they felt as if they had lost some of their strength and their bodies began to feel cold.

"What is this?" Looking at the situation that was taking a sharp turn for the worse, Midara frowned, and after thinking for a while, he reached out to the gun bag on the side of the horse and pulled out something like a miniature gun barrel.

That was given to her by Misr before he left when he heard that there might be a war.

It is said that it was given by his 'new sister'.

As for Lord Misler, who has been finding sisters everywhere, Her Royal Highness the Princess can only wish him a happy life, but this weapon, which he calls "Portable Little Ivan", seems to be quite powerful.

To use Fan's words, "very powerful!"

After loading the strange-looking bullet, Midara aimed at the sky where a huge black fog and strange shadow were condensing, and pulled the trigger. The bomb disappeared into the darkness, followed by silence.

It should be useful, right?

The skeptical Princess thought so.