The biggest difference between a domestic horse and a war horse is that they can''t be used in combat - that''s nonsense. Zhao Mai clearly saw the fear in the eyes of the galloping horses. They were still worried about bumping into humans.


    Zhao Mai lifted up his left hand and murmured the incantation from his mouth. The force of nature with his command floated into the ears of the horses, and then suddenly burst into a roar that only the horses could hear. The startled horse suddenly stood up, hissed in unison, kicked his front legs, and threw all the Knights behind him.


    The sound of their falling is like a potato bag. Their internal organs and ribs make a sound of popping and thumping, and the sound of whooping and yelling comes out of their lungs. "Get out of here," Zhao Mai called to them, "don''t come here to die!"


    This group of mountain people have already become bandits. How can they listen to harsh advice? "Why should we starve?" They think that this "noble" reason can make up for the gap in martial arts, so they still rush up after they get up from the ground.


    "I can''t reason with these people." Safir said this to Zhao Mai. He stepped forward and put the long knife under his armpit. When the enemy approached, he stepped forward and thrust out suddenly.


    It''s not a straight stab with a spear, but a quick oblique cut with a certain arc. The mountain people tried to block it with their weapons, but they failed every time. Zhao Mai observed that Safir used the angle change of wrist and elbow to make the long knife move in a similar spiral trajectory, often bypassing the upper body area where he initially aimed, most of which hit the opponent''s thigh or knee.


    No matter whether he hits or not, Safir will immediately step back to the back of the slope, continue to keep the distance, and then look for the next shot opportunity. His weapon is longer than everyone else''s, so we should make good use of this advantage. One to one combat requires courage, while one to many combat requires no loss of mobility. It has been said for a long time that two fists are hard to defeat four hands. The key to winning the melee lies in the use of space and the efficiency of fighting.


    He didn''t kill anyone. He kept hurting his opponent. They are not greedy for merit, but they will not give up their fighters because they are too cautious. Zhao Mai only looked for a while and learned a lot from him.


    Looking at Safir, I didn''t notice that a few cold arrows came whizzing over. They hit Zhao Mai''s body with two bangs, and then they were bounced away by the magic leather armor. These sharp wooden arrows are meaningless when they meet with real armor, not to mention a good magic armor. But even if not injured, chest also hit some pain, and who can guarantee the next time these arrows will not shoot at the eyes.


    "Up Zhao pointed to his left and ran out with a howl. It will circle to the side, and then see the right time to attack the enemy with Zhao Mai. A wild man in a broken cloak and wielding an axe yelled and rushed up, followed by three accomplices. There is no encirclement, no pinch, no coordination tactics, so we can directly choose the shortest distance to kill.


    Zhao Mai takes a look at the ground, and then uses the remote control ring to move a branch from the campfire. All of a sudden on his feet, let him make a stagger. Then the hunter''s blood spear shot like a dragon and stabbed him in the process of his fall. The hatchet hand was still in a hurry to prepare for falling, and could no longer respond to Zhao Mai''s attack, so he watched the spear point approach.


    It''s just a small stab in his neck, but it can cause terrible bleeding effect. The hunter''s blood spear is designed for bloodletting. The magic spear point can turn a small wound into a fatal wound. Only two seconds, there was a big pool of blood on the ground, and the hatchet hand fell inside, covering his neck in vain, leaving only the ability to twitch from time to time.


    Zhao Mai just took a look and immediately charged to the next enemy. Because the person in front fell too fast, the person behind didn''t understand what happened. He just saw a white light, and then he felt cold in his chest.


    If the hunter''s blood spear is inserted and drawn at the target, it means certain death. The attackers also wore armor, mostly leather armor, broken chain armour, or even an iron plate hanging from their chest. If you are lucky, it can still play a protective role. But they are not lucky. What they encounter is another world''s magic weapons, or the top collection of the wizard king.


    Thick leather armour, penetrating; jingling chain armour, penetrating; the whole cast iron plate, penetrating without accident. "Don''t come up to die, don''t come up to die." Every time Zhao Mai puts down one person, he will say this sentence to the rest.


    The enemy is still pouring in. Don''t they know it''s a waste of life? Zhao Mai saw madness in their eyes, but what kind of madness can let them choose to give up their lives for nothing? At that moment, cheers came from the place where the cavalry were fighting, followed by the painful neighing of the horses. Then Bologna covered his abdomen with his hand, and blood came out of his fingers. He didn''t know where his long sword was. Now he only had a long dagger with a slight curve in his hand.


    Right behind him was Sir Roderick, whose wounds were on his head and legs, so he staggered. "Safir, stop the mountain people. I''ll meet them!" The wandering warrior nodded, changed his precise, labor-saving and efficient movements, and suddenly became open and close, bringing with him the roaring wind. One and a half meter long refined broadsword can easily cut off wooden weapons such as spears, so Safir soon drove many mountain people away.Zhao Mai took two steps forward and suddenly stopped. Behind Sir Roderick, a huge figure turned out of the fog and behind the rocks. It was a deformed giant, nearly three meters tall, with the right half of his body swollen and blue muscles bulging, carrying half of the trunk as a weapon. The other half of the body is mediocre, even a little thin in contrast. Compared with the body, its head is very small, with only one eye that can only be used, and the other is covered by a raised tumor on the eyebrow bone. There was a meaningless murmur in the rolled and fat lips, which sounded like a dream talk.


    Seeing it join the battlefield, the mountain people all cheered up and cried out: "giant! giant! Giant The giant hummed and laughed twice, bent his knees hard, and jumped up! It rushed forward five meters, and the stick in its hand shot down on Sir Roderick''s head!


    When he saw the scene, he swung his hand back and threw the dagger directly at jazz''s feet. Roderick whined and fell to the ground. He thought he was dead, but the stick just swung over his head and missed.


    However, he has no action ability, sooner or later he will die! Jazz struggled to turn over, looked up at the ugly giant, and grasped the sword in his hand. "Come on, you damned monster! Come and fight me He made up his mind that when the monster attacked, he would try his best to cut each other''s wrist and make it disabled.


    In this way, other people have a chance to beat him.