When those cavalrymen were ordered to attack, they already knew the goal of this mission and were determined to die.

Now that they received Corion's order, they rushed towards Mosto to death, and the long swords were intertwined together to form an airtight sword net, covering Mosto.

Mosto screamed in his throat, and he dodged everywhere in panic. In a critical moment, he actually burst out with extraordinary combat power. The scimitar in his hand waved repeatedly, blocking most of the blades.

Corion's face darkened and said in a cold voice: "Mosto, you can't kill me that day. Today I see me come and take your life!"

Then he stepped forward with a horse and slashed out from top to bottom.

clang!

With a loud bang, Mosto raised the scimitar in his hand to block the sword, but the force almost allowed the scimitar to escape from his hands.

Before Mosto could breathe, Corion raised his sword and slashed it down again. This time the angle was slightly shifted to the left, and he also used all his strength.

Mosto couldn't resist it with one hand, so he held the knife with both hands to block it horizontally, and his legs were tightly clamped on the war horse to prevent it from being thrown down.

The other robbers who were rushed away were eager to rescue their second in command, and they also attacked the battle formation formed by the escort cavalry in an extremely fierce manner. For a moment, swords and swords came and blood flew everywhere.

The black beard in the distance also led the team to rush over. With a wave of the big knife, he immediately cut down the two escorted cavalry under the horse. The situation was suddenly critical.

Eugen stood on the hillside not far away and watched the scene anxiously. Unfortunately, he was not able to participate. Now he could only look at Corion's own abilities.

Blocking another sword, Mosto was also angry and thought that he could not be beaten like this, so he seized the opportunity to stab him with a backhand, trying to force Corion back.

Seeing Mosto take out his sword, Corion didn't dodge or dodge, but raised the long sword in his hand again and swung it down desperately.

Seeing the blade landing on his head, Mosto was so scared that his eyes were almost glaring out. He quickly stopped his move and blocked the scimitar to his head. Unfortunately, he was still one step late. The scimitar was swept open by the force attached to the steel sword. The blade cut through Mosto's neck and cut down to near his chest.

Mosto died, dead under Corion's madness. He never thought that a nobleman who looked elegant would have such a mad dog-like fighting style on the battlefield, and he completely ignored his life when attacking.

Corian almost cut Mosto into two pieces with this knife. He felt the warm blood spraying on his face. Corian roared like a barbarian, like a demon who was slaying in blood.

It's slow, but in fact the whole process is only about a few seconds.

The robbers around looked at this scene blankly, shocking Corion's courage, and what shocked them even more was the death of the second leader's eyes rolling his eyes.

"No!"

The black beard not far away let out a deafening roar, his tone mixed with sadness and deep hatred. Mosto was the first old friend to come out to fight with him. They both of them had overcome many difficulties and obstacles together, but now, he actually died here.

"I want you to die!" The black beard cut over three escort cavalry in succession, and rushed forward a lot.

Seeing that he was about to rush to Corion ahead, Corion smiled contemptuously at Blackbeard and sneered, "Hehe, if you have the ability, come chase me!"

As he said that, Corion tied the reins, turned his horse's head and ran backwards.

He was not ready to break out at all. Everything he had done before was just to deceive these robbers. His real purpose was to kill Mosto.

After the goal was achieved, Corion would naturally not stay for a long time. The soldiers of the escort team who were still alive beside him also hurriedly turned around and retreated. Compared to before, it was much easier to retreat now.

Blackbeard was gushing out of anger and could not control himself at all. He shouted: "Run for me." Then he chased Corian and others like crazy.

When other robbers received orders, they rushed forward desperately, and the attacking situation was completely out of order.

When Eugen, who was standing on the low mountain, saw this scene, his eyes sank, and he opened his mouth and ordered: "Put out the remaining three wooden barrels for me, stop the robbers, and pick up Corleon and the others!"

Several soldiers received the order and immediately lit the fire and pushed out the last three wooden barrels.

The wooden barrel rolled past Corian and others with a slam, and rolled towards the robbers behind them.

The robbers rushing in front saw the powder barrel rolling over, and were shocked and hurriedly pulled the reins tightly to retreat. The robbers behind were not sure what was going on and were still rushing forward.

Without Mosto's dispatch, the entire robber team suddenly became in chaos. Blackbeard rushed forward and knew nothing about the command of the troops.

Boom boom boom boom!

The gunpowder barrels exploded one after another, causing considerable damage to the robbers. The number of three gunpowder barrels is still powerful. This time, nearly 50 robbers lost their combat power, and the strength of the robber team was reduced again.

However, because of the charge without hesitation, Blackbeard avoided the range of killing in the powder keg, and finally caught up with the cavalryman who was escorting the last team.

Click!

With his hand raised his sword, the cavalry's head flew up and there was no ability to resist at all.

The twenty escort cavalrymen rushed out with Corion, and in the end, only three escaped with Corion, and the rest remained on the battlefield.

However, the gains were also huge. After killing Mosto, the robbers lost command and their combat effectiveness dropped significantly in an instant.

The black beard bit Corion and others' butts and kept chasing the low mountain peak. In the end, more than a dozen shield-holding infantrymen blocked the way, and then tried hard to cut over two soldiers, but finally retreated helplessly.

The black beard, who returned to the robber team, stared at the short mountain and roared wildly: "Rain for me, they have no powder barrels, all of them rushed up from the short mountain!"

The robbers no longer used any whirlwind array, and simply rushed towards the low mountain with red eyes and no rules.

On the short mountain, Eugen ordered the team to stay tightly behind the wine carts, and the remaining thirty escort cavalrymen below were also sent by Eugen.

The bandits rushed up the low mountain in batches, and the two sides fought fiercely along the weak front formed by the big chariots.

Other directions of the front line were also strongly impacted. The robbers launched their impact from the two border lines, from low mountains, from bushes, and from every corner. The sound of swords colliding formed a grand symphony. Blood splashed out and fell to the ground, gathering into a bright red stream.

The dead were piled up near the big cart, and the living people stood on the dead bodies and continued to fight. At this moment, everyone no longer had any scruples and just wanted to kill the other party desperately!
Chapter completed!