This time Gavin didn't even need to say hello, he just rode his horse past the bugbear, luring him to attack him. The heavy weapons in their hands are certainly very lethal, but their wide opening and closing movements are very deadly, especially in the face of skilled coordinated attacks. This bugbear also had his throat cut easily by Zalanda. It's just that this kind of monster is born with a professional template and has a lot of blood. Even a critical attack with a cut throat will not kill him for a while - if it is not bandaged as soon as possible or treated with magical magic, the bleeding can kill him alive. Bleeding to death. Gavin and Zalanda had no chance to attack the third bugbear together. Because the twelve regular cavalry had already caught up. In the face of the sheer number, the bugbears alone were not enough. They only withstood the impact of five Nott cavalry before they fell to the ground and never got up again. "Take the spear!" The Nott cavalry who followed saw that Gavin and Zalanda's spare spears had been used up, so they threw the ones in their hands over. "Charge with me!" Zalanda took the spear, and the impact speed that had slowed down a bit, lifted it up again, and rushed straight towards the hobgoblin army formation. "Charge!" Gavin rushed out without any hesitation.
"Charge!" The twelve Nott cavalry rushed out without hesitation. Fireball! Fireball! Fireball! Three scorching fireballs rose into the sky at the same time. Two of them hit the hobgoblin formation, and one hit the Nott Cavalry. Hidden among the Nott Cavalry are two spellcasters who can cast third-level spells. More specifically, battlefield spellcasters armed with fireball wands—those who have not yet reached the wizard level to cast fireball—specialize in combat casting and armor-clad spellcasting. There is also one in the great goblin army formation. At this moment, there was finally a commotion in the hobgoblin army. They did not expect that the opponent's coach could be so forbearing and hid this trump card until now - even when the entire cavalry was in danger of being eaten yesterday, he did not use it. Otherwise, they would never dare to adopt such a dense military formation to deal with the cavalry attack. The fireball spell is too destructive to the dense military formation. It can instantly clear out all the hobgoblins within a six-meter radius of the impact point. They want to dodge, but there is no space, and they are surrounded by people of the same race shoulder to shoulder. The most terrible thing is that the opponent's spell was too close, and there was no possibility of it falling. They were all aimed at the densest place where the hobgoblins were concentrated. With two loud noises, the hobgoblin army was reduced by five points on the spot. One of them, and many others were overturned by the fire shock wave and entered a state of residual health. Warcaster is a special profession that has become popular in Tethyr in recent years. Mixing in the knight team can often have unexpected effects. Let the simple knights charge and develop in the direction of cunning tactics. If one does not respond well, he will be defeated with less. On the contrary, the fireball technique that fell on the Nott Cavalry had very limited results. Firstly, they need to keep a proper distance when charging, and secondly, they are running at high speed. When they see the fireball flying, they just speed up the horses harder instead of slowing down.
This spellcaster among the hobgoblins must have faced a cavalry charge for the first time, so the spell was used a little too early. If the fireball technique just now was delayed for a few more seconds, when Nott's cavalry hit the hobgoblin army formation and their speed was slowed down, and they hit it without regard to their own casualties, at least half of Nott's cavalry could be taken away, and Not like now, only two cavalrymen were overturned. boom! boom! Gavin's original expectation of a physical collision did not occur. He picked off the two hobgoblins at the front, and they almost killed each other through the general formation. The hobgoblins behind had already been killed by the attack just now. Two fireballs knocked him down. "This way!" Gavin greeted loudly, slightly changing the direction of the war horse, and rushed towards the short and thin figure in front. A goblin who appeared deep in the hobgoblin army formation, especially a goblin holding a staff, knew from the bottom of his head that he must be the caster who just threw a fireball at them, and he was definitely the top priority to deal with. "Help me! Help me!" Seeing that the crazy cavalry team changed the direction of attack and came towards him, the goblin warlock immediately panicked and even gave up the second fireball technique he was preparing. He turned around and hid in a crowded place. The hobgoblins around him instinctively moved in front of the goblin warlock. Protecting the goblin warlock's safety was their top priority, a task they had to complete even if it cost their lives. A hobgoblin wearing full body armor and riding a giant dire wolf roared towards us with several hobgoblin wolf cavalry. But the next second, they moved away from here as quickly as possible. Because two blazing fireballs flew out of the Nott Cavalry again. The two war spellcasters accompanying the Nott Cavalry were very capable. They once again completed the magic synchronization and successfully cast the spell. boom! boom! Two heavy incendiary bombs were thrown down, and their charging route became a smooth road. The goblin warlock escaped the indiscriminate bombardment of two fireballs, but could not escape the combined attack of Wu Jian. However, this time the main attack was Zalanda. Gavin added a knife in the back, directly killing the remaining blood goblin. The warlock dragged him to the saddle, punched him into a dying coma - and captured him alive. In Gavin's view, every spellcaster is precious, even a goblin. If he can be captured alive, he will be captured alive. The Nott Cavalry, which had gone completely crazy, locked onto a new target, the hobgoblin wolf cavalrymen who had just tried to rescue the goblin warlock. Based on the mounts they were riding and the equipment they were wearing, no one would believe that they were not the chieftains of this hobgoblin warband. As long as they were captured, Nottburg would win a great victory in this battle. This hobgoblin warband would be completely defeated by them and would no longer be able to organize any combat power. They would either collapse naturally or be annexed by other hobgoblins or goblin tribes. If they escaped, their combat results would be greatly reduced. Gavin recognized the hobgoblin riding the giant dire wolf at first sight. He was the hobgoblin warlord in his previous life who had made Zalanda suffer so much, captured him alive, and sold him as a commodity. This bastard did not lose heart because of the small setback in Notburg. On the contrary, he used the benefits squeezed from Notburg and its people to gather and arm more hobgoblins and goblins, and wreaked havoc in Tethyr for a long time until the armies of several surrounding town fortresses united to defeat them and drive them back to the marching mountains. When the second wave of fireballs fell, the hobgoblin warlord knew that the situation was over. More than one-third of the casualties, and the life and death of his own warlocks were unknown. Even if he was, he could not reorganize the hobgoblin warband in a short time, and the enemy would not give him such an opportunity - a large number of infantry were rushing in from a distance. Not only the heavy-armored militia that had been following the cavalry, but also the Chinese-armored militia and civilian spearmen who were guarding the home in Notburg had already come out in full force as promised when they pierced the hobgoblin warband, maintaining only the most basic formation and rushing forward - if they did not come out to expand the results of the battle at this time, when would they? The hobgoblin warlord now had only one thought in mind, which was to escape, the farther the better. Grease spell! The battlefield spellcasters in the Nott Cavalry once again showed their power, and they were equipped with more than one magic wand. A greasy black substance with a diameter of six or seven meters filled the front of the hobgoblin warlord's escape route.
[Hornet Warlord]