In the Middle Ages, people drew cards to be promoted to nobility.

If it were an ordinary armored cavalry, they would be helpless in the face of this situation.

After all, the equipment was heavy and they couldn't outrun the enemy's light cavalry, and they couldn't catch up with them.

Only Lothar's armored horse archers can launch a counterattack.

How could Losa be an ordinary person?

He raised his hand, and a cluster of flames suddenly ignited in his palm. The fire spell blessed by the [Lord of Volcanoes] made the fireball in his hand as big as a basin.

The golden dog shall die!

Under the horrified gazes of the kidnapping horses, Lothar smiled and directly threw the fireball technique he had learned from Anna these days.

Although it is said that the Song and Jin Dynasties in this world are not the Song and Jin Dynasties in the other world.

But Lothar also didn't even have the slightest favorable impression of these golden men who came out of the deep mountains and forests to burn, kill, loot, and commit all kinds of evil.

The fireball flew out in a straight line with the roar of the wind. The speed was not very fast, which was the speed of a normal bow and arrow. It was not easy to hit an enemy moving at high speed.

This is only the primary version of the fireball technique. Lothar also has 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.

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

He had to save his mental energy. After all, the upper limit was only so much. Killing the enemies in the simulated battle would not allow him to level up and return to full status.

Under normal circumstances, if you want to regain your depleted mental energy, you have to rest for at least a whole night, which will also cause a series of sequelae such as headache, lethargy, and drowsiness.

The fireball accurately hit the kidnapping cavalryman who was trying to dodge, and immediately burned it into a ball of fire. The man didn't even have time to scream, and he fell to the ground and died together with his mount.

The high temperature of this fireball technique, blessed by the [King of Volcanoes], is not just as simple as ordinary fire. It can evaporate the water in its body and burn it into a torch in just an instant.

The kidnappers were frightened and started making noises one after another.

Lothar couldn't understand what they were talking about, and guessed that they were just exclamations such as demon magic and demon.

At this time, even though these kidnapper cavalry were extremely fierce, they had to retreat far away. They only dared to stand in the distance and fire arrows to harass. However, at the end of the strong crossbow, it was unable to penetrate Lu's silk. When they were far away, the poundage was already low. The small riding bow became weaker and weaker, unable to pose a threat to Lothar at all.

Lothar turned his head, looked at the refugees on the way, and sighed softly.

The disgrace of Jingkang, the fall of the north.

I don’t know how many people died at the hands of barbarians who were countless times more barbaric than the Khitans.

The Song Dynasty had weak but wealthy troops. The Jin people in the north made the Khitan and Liao people miserable. As a result, the Khitan and Liao people turned around and beat the Song army. This completely tore off the fig leaf of the Song Dynasty and made the Jin people miserable. He completely saw through the weakness of the Song Dynasty, just like a piece of white and tender fat.

In Lothar's previous life, every time he read this period of history, he couldn't help but sigh. The people of the Song Dynasty were really miserable. The Khitan wolves left, and the Jurchen tigers and leopards came. They drove away the Jurchen tigers and leopards, and the Tatar cavalry came.

Just when Lothar was about to intercept the enemy head-on and give the fleeing people behind him a little more life, he suddenly felt a warning sign in his heart, and the skin on his back stung like a needle pricking him.

Lothar subconsciously leaned back.

Then I heard a whistling wind.

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

boom--

The throwing spear hit a willow tree, directly piercing it, and also penetrated two tree trunks. The throwing spear was completely deformed and smashed into pieces.

What a strength!

Lothar looked to the side in the direction from which the spear was flying, and saw a golden general wearing a silver mask and helmet, sitting upright on the back of a divine war horse.

The helmet he wore was a four-banded eyebrow helmet. The armored shawl and face guard under the helmet covered his entire face, leaving only a slit for his eyes, which were 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 double-headed eagle emblem hanging on his saddle, protected it on his chest, and stared at the enemy solemnly.

This enemy is very powerful. Although he still has a series of trump cards that he has not yet used, what you need to know is 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 and helmet this time. The lobster helmet of the leader of the winged cavalry was in Jeanne's hands. With the strength of his mount's legs, he would definitely not be able to escape.

You can only fight!

Lothar held the mounted spear in her hand tightly, and her fingers gently rubbed the spiral pattern in the middle of the iron spear.

Faced with this dilemma, he was not worried at all.

After all, he died here, and it was great that he left the stage early. He could not help Jeanne much in the duel between Jeanne and Jin Wushu.

But, to be honest, if Fringilla, Chelinina and Prajna all come over, it doesn't seem that important whether he is missing or not.

Think so.

Instead, Lothar felt a sense of heroism in his heart. In the mock battle, he spent all his money to build an army and launched a desperate charge against the enemy.

When I think about this, I feel extremely happy.

Lothar pointed his spear at the golden general and let out a loud roar: Golden dog, please tell me your name. I will not kill the nameless people with my spear.

It is worth mentioning that in the Song Dynasty of yesterday's giant ship world, there was almost no difference between Mandarin and Mandarin, and Lothar was able to communicate seamlessly with the people here.

The Jin general raised his voice and shouted in impure Chinese:

I am the centurion Guletai who serves under the third prince of the Jin Dynasty. I heard from my subordinate that you are a blond and blue-eyed barbarian who can cast magic spells. Why do you have to sacrifice your life for the people of Song Dynasty?

Lothar was shocked, but he didn't expect that this mere centurion could have such strength. If it were a Meng'an (thousand-centurion), wouldn't he be able to crush him?

Lothar smiled slightly: I am not a barbarian. I am Lothar, the general of the border region of Qin, a great country in the west of the Western Region. When you meet the King of Hell after your death, tell me this name.

I've never heard of such a big country as the West.

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 the majesty of our Great Qin?

It was rare that he had the opportunity to speak Chinese so happily. He babbled a few words without restraint, raised the spear in his hand, and went to kill the Jurchen.

Your mouth is really smart. When I take off your head, I will pull out your tongue and feed it to the dogs.

The Jurchen Muke sneered, took the sword-like weapon offered by Alixi (the military servant) behind him, and rushed towards Lothar.

Then a loud bang was heard.

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

Immediately afterwards, he exerted force with his palms and forcibly picked up the Jurchen Muke, and then slammed him to the ground.

Fight immediately, how can there be dozens or hundreds of rounds described in the novel, and life and death can be determined in an instant.

In the foggy day, Lothar's face was blood red, and the dragon blood in his body was flowing rapidly, as if he had cast the blood waterfall technique. Only then could he suddenly increase his speed to the extreme and stab the spear.

He shouted loudly, regardless of whether the Jurchen kidnappers could understand, and laughed loudly like a bell: It's just a golden dog. It's not worth a pound. Is there anyone who can fight with me?

The kidnapper horses looked at each other, frightened by the aura of the masked man for a moment. Even though they were elites who fought out from the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, they actually had the urge to turn around and run away.

Ah.

Lothar was about to taunt and retreat in search of his army, but unexpectedly, in the thick fog in the distance, there was a faint sound of horse hooves and footsteps.

Not long after, hundreds of heavy cavalrymen in horse gear and face-shielding helmets rushed out of the mist. Further away, there were countless kidnappers, light cavalry, and Khitans, and Han servants surrounded them. Come.

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

In the blink of an eye, Lothar was already in a situation of being surrounded.

The crowd lined up, and a Jin general, surrounded by several iron pagoda cavalry, came to Lothar.

Someone whispered in his ear for a while, and then he shouted: Were you the one who killed Guletai just now?

Lothar's expression under the mask did not change at all, and he shouted: It's me, Wu Na Golden Dog, how dare you fight me!

The current situation is extremely desperate, and even the retreat has been outflanked.

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

Killing some more by yourself can also relieve some pressure on Jeanne.

kill him.

The Jin general obviously had no intention of challenging Lothar in a duel. He waved his hand, and immediately countless strong bows and crossbows were aimed at Lothar. These strong bows and crossbows, which were frequently produced in the Song Dynasty, were definitely weapons for killing people.

Although it is certainly not a threat to the dragon scale armor, the scale horse armor on his crotch mount is absolutely irresistible.

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

The Jin general was slightly startled and asked his subordinates: Which of our Muke cavalrymen has not followed?

The subordinates looked at each other.

Back to Meng'an, there is heavy fog everywhere. We don't know how many brothers have been separated.

But they must be our own. Those Song people would dare to hold on for a while if they relied on the city wall, but they don't have the guts to fight with us in the wild.

The Jin general listened for a while, but suddenly changed his expression and said: No, if it is one of our own, how can the scout sentry cavalry not respond at all? It must be the enemy!

Accompanied by a high-pitched neighing of war horses.

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

In just an instant, these winged cavalry carried the power of thunder and crashed into the golden soldiers.

Behind them, there were a large number of Teutonic knights wearing white and black cross robes. These Crusader knights picked up 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, countless Jin servants were trampled to death.

In the mist, countless infantrymen with different armors quietly approached the battlefield.

The Varangian guards were at the forefront. They were holding two-handed axes. With one strike of the axe, even the horse's head covered with armor had to be forcibly chopped off.

Kill the leader!

Seeing that the battle situation was unfavorable, the Jin general roared angrily, and led the hundreds of iron pagodas guarding the side to charge towards the winged cavalry led by Jeanne.