570 Shot To Death

Abel felt like he was a part of a giant blade filled with combat qi, striking towards the 100 messy wolf riders.

The power of the knight charging formation lay within the knights in the front line. They gathered every single Knight's combat qi, and their acceleration could increase its power a few times over.

The wolf riders had no time to react as they made contact with the knights. Just like a hot knife cutting through butter, the screaming wolf riders had become silent dead bodies on the ground in a flash. There were a lucky few who escaped, and they were running at the other team of 100 at full speed.

Both the wolf riders and mount wolves who made contact with the knights had been smashed into pieces, other than a lucky few ruling wolf rider captains and their wolf riders.