People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

Chapter 300 Great Qin General
If it was an ordinary armored cavalry, they would be helpless in the face of such a situation.

After all, the equipment is heavy, and the enemy's light cavalry can't run and can't run, and they can't catch up.

Unless it is Lothar's equipped cavalry archers, they can launch a counterattack.

Kolossa is no ordinary person.

He raised his hand, and a cluster of flames suddenly ignited in his palm. The fire spell blessed by [Volcano King] made the fireball in his hand the size of a washbasin.

"Golden dog suffers!"

Under the horrified gazes of the kidnappers, Lothar chuckled, and threw out the fireball technique he had learned from Anna these days.

Although, the Song and Jin Dynasties of this world are not the Song and Jin Dynasties of that world.

But Lothar also didn't even have the slightest favor for these golden men who ran out of the deep mountains and old forests, burned, killed, looted, and did all kinds of evil.

The fireball flew out in a straight line with the sound of howling wind. The speed was not fast, which was the speed of ordinary bows and arrows. It was not easy to hit the fast-moving enemy.

This is only the primary version of the fireball technique. Lothar will also use an advanced fireball technique that can still control the trajectory of the fireball even after it is released, but the mental power consumed will also increase significantly.

Just against opponents of this level, he felt that the normal version was completely sufficient.

He had to save his mental power, after all, the upper limit was only so small, killing the enemies in the simulated battle, it was impossible to upgrade himself, and even restore the full state.

Under normal circumstances, if you want to recover your exhausted mental power, you have to rest for at least a whole night, and there will be a series of sequelae such as headache, listlessness, and drowsiness.

The fireball accurately hit the kidnapper cavalryman who was trying to avoid it, and immediately ignited it into a ball of torches. Before the man could even scream, he fell to the ground and died together with his mount.

The high temperature of this fireball technique, with the blessing of the [Volcano King], is not just as simple as ordinary fire, it can evaporate the water in its body in just a moment and burn it into a torch.

The kidnappers turned pale with fright and clamored one after another.

Lothar couldn't understand what they were talking about, and guessed it was nothing more than exclamations such as "monster law" and "monster".

As a result, even though these kidnapper cavalrymen were extremely fierce, they had to retreat far away. They only dared to stand in the distance and shoot arrows to harass them. The small riding bow became weaker and weaker, and could not pose a threat to Lothar at all.

Lothar turned his head, looked at the refugees who were fleeing, and sighed softly.

The shame of Jingkang, the fall of the north.

I don't know how many people were buried in the hands of barbarians who were countless times more barbaric than the Khitan people.

The soldiers of the Song Dynasty were weak but rich. The Jin people in the north beat the Khitan and Liao people terribly. He completely saw through the weakness of the Song Dynasty, like a piece of white and tender fat.

In his previous life, every time Lothar read this history, he couldn't help sighing. The people of the Song Dynasty were really miserable. After the Khitan jackals left, the Jurchen tigers and leopards came, and the Jurchen tigers and leopards came again, and the Tatar cavalry came again.

Just when Lothar was about to intercept the enemy head-on and add a bit of life to the fleeing people behind him, his heart suddenly had a warning sign, and the skin on his back was stinging like it was being pricked by a needle.

Lothar subconsciously leaned back.

Then I heard a whistling wind.

A sharp spear flew directly past the tip of Lothar's nose, drawing a series of splashing sparks on the golden mask.

boom--

The spear hit a willow tree, pierced it directly, and penetrated two more tree trunks, and the spear was completely deformed and smashed to pieces.

What a lot of strength!
Lothar looked towards the direction where the spear was flying from the side, and saw a golden general wearing a silver mask and helmet, Yuan Tingyue sat upright on the back of a divine steed.

The helmet he was wearing was a crescent helmet with four ribs. The armor shawl and visor under the helmet covered his entire face, only a gap in his eyes was exposed, and he was staring at Lothar.

The surrounding golden cavalry shouted a few words in surprise, as if they were surprised that Lothar could avoid this man's sneak attack.

Lothar took off the kite shield with the emblem of the double-headed eagle hanging from the saddle, put it on his chest, and stared at the enemy solemnly.

This enemy is very strong. Although he still has a series of hole cards that he has not used, it must be known that he is alone now, and the enemy may have a steady stream of reinforcements.

It's a pity that he only wore a golden mask helmet when he came in this time, and the lobster helmet of the commander of the winged cavalry was in the hands of Jeanna. With the foot strength of his mount, he would definitely not be able to escape.

Only hit!
Lothar tightly held the mounted spear in his hand, his fingers gently rubbing the spiral lines in the middle of the iron spear.

Faced with such a predicament, he was not worried at all.

After all, he just died here, and what was great was that he left the stage early. There was no way he could help Rang Na much in the duel between Rang Na and Jin Wushu.

However, to be honest, if Fringila, Celinina, and Prajna are all here, it doesn't seem to be that important whether he is missing or not.

Think so.

On the contrary, Lothar felt a kind of heroism in launching a desperate charge against the enemy in the simulated battle before, with an army formed with a bankrupt.

Thinking of it this way, I feel extremely happy in my heart.

Lothar pointed his spear at the general of the golden man, and let out a snarl: "Wu Na golden dog, report your name, I would not kill the unknown person with the spear."

It is worth mentioning that in the Song Dynasty in the giant ship world yesterday, there is almost no difference between Mandarin and Mandarin, and Losar can communicate seamlessly with the people here.

The Jinren general raised his voice and shouted in an impure Chinese language:

"I am Muke (Centurion) Gu Letai under the command of the Third Prince of the Great Jin. I heard from my subordinate Erlang that you are a blond and blue-eyed barbarian who can cast demons. Why do you want to work for the people of Song Dynasty?"

Lothar was startled, but he didn't expect that a mere centurion here would have such strength. If it were a Meng'an (thousand commander), wouldn't he be sure to overwhelm him?
Lothar smiled slightly: "I'm not a barbarian, I'm from the Western Regions, General Lothar of the Great Qin Border Region of the Western and Western Powers, after you die, you can give me this name."

"I've never heard of any big Western countries."

"That's because you golden dogs are ignorant. You are just a group of barbarians living in the deep mountains and old forests. How can you deserve to know my great Qin name?"

It was rare for him to speak Chinese so happily, so he babbled a few words without restraint, raised the mounted spear in his hand, and tried to kill the Jurchen.

"You have a clever mouth. When I take off your head, I will pull out your tongue and feed it to the dogs."

The Jurchen Mouk sneered, took the weapon similar to a Daguan knife from Arixi (a military servant) behind him, and greeted Lothar.

Then I heard a loud bang.

The iron-clad kite shield in Lothar's hand was almost smashed by the Jurchen Muke, but the riding spear in Lothar's hand also easily pierced through his thick armor and pierced his chest.

Immediately afterwards, he exerted force with his palm, unexpectedly picked up the Jurchen Mouk abruptly, and then slammed it to the ground.

Immediately fighting, how can there be dozens or hundreds of rounds described in the novels, and life and death can be separated in an instant.

In the foggy weather, Lothar's face was blood red, and the blood of the dragon descendant in his body was rushing rapidly, as if he had already cast the blood waterfall technique, and this was the only way to suddenly increase the speed to the extreme and stab the spear.

He yelled loudly, regardless of whether the Jurchen kidnappers could understand or not, he laughed like a bell and said, "It's just a golden dog, it's not worth talking about, is there anyone else who can fight against me?"

The kidnappers looked at each other, and were frightened by the aura of the masked man for a moment. Rao, even they, the elites who fought in the sea of ​​blood and corpses, also had the urge to turn around and run away.

"Ah."

Lothar was about to taunt, and took the time to retreat to find his own army, but unexpectedly, in the thick fog in the distance, there were faintly dense sounds of horseshoes and footsteps.

Not long after, hundreds of heavy cavalry in horse gear and helmets rushed out of the mist, and farther away, there were an unknown number of kidnapped horses, and Khitan, surrounded by Han servants. Come.

Because of the hazy fog, it is difficult to count.

In a blink of an eye, Lothar had fallen into a situation of being surrounded.

The crowd lined up, and a golden general, surrounded by several Iron Buddha cavalry, came in front of Lothar.

Someone whispered in his ear for a while before he shouted: "Just now, you killed Guletai?"

The expression under Lothar's mask remained unchanged, and he shouted: "It's me, Wuna Jingou, how dare you fight me!"

The current situation is dead, and even the escape route is outflanked.

He has already decided to activate [Half-Dragon Transformation], and he is desperately fighting with these people. If he can kill more, he will kill more. Maybe they are part of the five thousand soldiers under Jin Wushu.

Killing some more by himself can also relieve some of the pressure on Jeanna.

"kill him."

The Jinren general obviously did not intend to single out Lothar. He waved his hand, and immediately there were countless powerful bows and crossbows aimed at Lothar.

Although it is certain that the dragon scale armor cannot be threatened, the scale armor and horse armor on his mount are absolutely irresistible.

However, at this moment, there was another intensive sound of horseshoes.

The Jinren general was slightly startled, and asked his subordinates, "Which of our Mouk cavalry did not follow?"

The subordinates looked at each other.

"Hui Meng'an, there is thick fog everywhere, and we don't know how many brothers have been lost."

"But it must be our own people. If those Song people relied on the city wall, they would dare to defend for a while, but they didn't have the guts to fight us in the wild."

The Jinren general listened for a while, but suddenly changed his expression: "No, if it is one of our own, how could the scouts not respond at all, they must be the enemy!"

Accompanied by a high-pitched war horse neighing.

In the mist, a silver-armored knight rushed out first. What she held high in her hand was a banner with a double-headed eagle on it. Behind her were hussars who seemed to have wings on their backs!

In just a moment, these hussars rushed into the golden soldiers with the force of thunder.

Behind them, there were a large number of Teutonic knights wearing black cross burqas on a white background. These crusader knights raised their lances and shouted to kill the Jurchens who were caught off guard.

"In the name of the father."

"For the will of the Father!"

In the blink of an eye, an unknown number of Jinren's servants were trampled to death.

In the mist, countless infantry in different armors quietly approached the battlefield.

The Varangian guards rushed to the forefront. They held two-handed axes and chopped off with one axe. Even the horse's head covered with armor had to be chopped off abruptly.

"Kill that leader!"

Seeing that the battle situation was unfavorable, the general of the Jin people roared angrily, and took hundreds of iron pagodas guarding him, and rushed towards the hussars led by Rang Na.

(End of this chapter)