Chapter 21 Total Destruction
On the red sand.
A strong wind swept past, sending smoke and dust billowing.
Multiple maggot eyes are filming this fight from various camera angles.
The armors of the five knights in golden armor shined brilliantly in the moonlight, and the mechanical horses under their crotches were as thick and huge as a tank.
Even the house slaves brought by the five knights in golden armor looked majestic.
The biological war horses cultivated through genetic engineering are tall and majestic, with ferocious bulging muscles. Hot steam spurts out from their mouths full of fangs, and traces of blood flow along the fangs.
This battle has been rehearsed countless times.
Some slave knights rode forward first, gradually lined up in a row while walking, and then rode forward slowly in unison.
The remaining slave knights dispersed to the left and right wings.
Finally, the five knights in golden armor came behind the slave knight and advanced slowly in the safest place in the cavalry array.
The gladiators have already lined up their shields. The shields are layered on top of each other. It seems that there is a high probability that they will not have any effect under the impact, but at least they look decent and not everyone is screaming. He ran all over the place and was overtaken and trampled to death by the horse's legs.
The Slayers gradually increased their speed until they were galloping on the huge red sand battlefield.
Just by running, they stirred up dust like a sandstorm, like a high steel wall pressing down on them, making every gladiator feel breathless.
In this situation, no gladiators escaped. Qin Xia had to sigh that it was not without reason that Angron admired them even after hitting the Butcher's Nail.
"I still give you the middle finger in my heart." Kleist put down the right hand that raised the middle finger, took off the spear from behind, and put it on the shield.
Qin Xiaquan thought this was a fart and didn’t listen at all.
The Slaughterer is still galloping forward.
The golden-armored warrior who just killed all the rebel prisoners jumped up on his horse, and the structure of the mechanical war horse under his crotch began to change.
Qin Xia looked at the soldier.
The sword fell from his hand and stuck on the ground.
Qin Xia slowly raised his hands, folding his palms together.
I recalled in my mind the new ways of using psychic energy that I had thought about and mastered while closing my eyes to rest.
Frost spread quietly on the hot red sand.
"The first one."
Qin Xia murmured, and made a twisting motion with her folded palms.
When the last syllable disappeared, the knight in golden armor who jumped up on his horse was in the high air. In the process of falling together with the mechanical war horse under his crotch in a posture with extremely cool visual effects, his helmet suddenly reversed. Turn one hundred and eighty degrees.
The mechanical war horse has established a conscious link with its owner, so when its owner's head is turned one hundred and eighty degrees, its head also turns back one hundred and eighty degrees.
A man and a horse fell from the air and hit the ground hard.
"The second one." Qin Xia murmured again and made the gesture of twisting something again.
The second knight in golden armor who discovered that his companion was dead turned his head 180 degrees to his back and fell from the mechanical war horse.
"The third."
"The fourth."
"The fifth."
All the knights in shining armor have the same way to die.
People have noticed something is wrong. The cheers stopped.
The gladiators still kept their shields raised, but looked around trying to discover the cause of death of the knights in shining armor.
The slave knights who were still running looked at their masters with shocked and confused expressions.
“Remember what I told you before.” Qin Xia pulled out the sword from the ground, walked past Kleist, and came from the back to the front row.
When things go well, he doesn't need to distance himself.
After arriving at Angron in the front row, Qin Xia looked at Angron who cast a shocked look at him, and then continued to move forward.
In a place further forward than the shield formation, Qin Xia slowly threw his sword.
The sword in his hand, like a dagger, spun out, penetrated the armor of a slave knight, and tore the body apart.
Qin Xia stood there and waited.
His figure was soon submerged by the sand and the figures of the slave knights.
Angron rushed forward with his ax in hand.
A shock wave appeared in the center of the slave knights.
The sand, the people and horses of the slave knights, all were blown away with the spread of the shock wave.
Seeing Qin Xia drowning among the enemies, Angron rushed up and was also blown away by the shock wave. He flipped twice in the air and landed on the ground, taking with him a slave knight who landed before him. The horse was crushed into a mist of blood.
In the center of the shock wave, Qin Xia stood safe and sound.
Under the astonished gaze of everyone, Qin Xia picked up the spear that fell on the ground from the person closest to him who had suffered the biggest impact and turned into pieces.
The slave knights have begun to escape.
Qin Xia raised his spear and threw it towards a knight like a javelin.
The javelin spanned a distance of 600 meters and plunged the knight into the ground together with his horse.
Qin Xia picked up another spear and threw it again.
Another person was stabbed to death along with his horse.
“Kill them!”
Hono roared, and then the astonished gladiators reacted and chased after the fleeing enemies.
Hono chased a slave knight with a broken horse leg while holding his sword.
When the "old bear" ran after the slave knight, Angron swept past him like a strong wind, chasing the enemy who was escaping faster.
Qin Xia noticed Honor. He watched Honor chasing the horse with a broken leg.
While running wildly, Honor held his neck back and forth, looking like Stallone's running posture.
Hono, who didn't notice his gaze, ran wildly to catch up. When he was about to catch up with the horse with a broken leg, he raised his sword in his hand, but when he was about to insert the sword into the enemy's back, the enemy's head suddenly turned upside down. Turn eighty degrees and look at him.
Even the horse’s head under this man’s crotch is the same.
Honor retracted his sword and turned to look at Qin Xia.
Qin Xia nodded.
"If I had caught up with this cavalryman and stabbed him eighteen times when I was young." Honor murmured to himself, stopping to catch his breath.
(End of this chapter)