Hell in the Millstone
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
When the time came, the front row of cavalries would crash into the shield wall of the North County alliance army's infantry formation one by one, adding a layer of human and horse corpses as a barrier in front of the shield wall and the lance formation. The second, third, and fourth rows of heavy cavalries would not be able to stop their chariots, they would also crash forward without a doubt.
As for the heavy cavalries at the back, they could only follow the charge of the cavalries at the front. By the time they realized that the people in front of them were falling one after another, it would be too late.
The three grand knights were the commanders of the three heavy cavalry legions of the South County noble alliance army. At this moment, they were like three bloody people, lying on the warhorse that had been dead for a long time and had its neck broken.
They had their backs against the cold tower shields, and they did not have the strength to stand up.