Edge of the Apocalypse
Chapter 1013: Fatal Threat

A group of people galloped through the night, and the knights on their horses were all dressed in black armor. They were light cavalry with long knives on their backs and muskets on their sides. The knight remained silent, even his horse, with its hooves wrapped in cushions and its mouth covered with a hood, made the sound of the horse galloping so low that it could be ignored. This group of people quietly advanced like ghosts. Their direction of advance was the low slope where Allen's caravan was located.

When the horses passed by a small hill, a black shadow suddenly floated up from behind one of the hills and came to the sky above the horses. The leader of the team suddenly noticed and looked up. Through the faint moonlight, one could see that it was a black cloth, but after the cloth, there were more than a dozen black spheres twirling, and the fuses were flickering with sparks. The leader took a deep breath and didn't care about hiding his whereabouts. He shouted, "Be careful of fire and lightning …"

At the end of his words, an explosion sounded above his head. A large amount of flames exploded, and the impact caused more than a dozen riders below to fall out fiercely. The warhorses and knights had fractured flesh, but the leader didn't know that those were not ordinary fire thunder. Instead, the Nitric Oil Flame Lightning was modified by Linth, and the inner layer was modified on the basis of the original flame lightning, separating the Nitric Oil from the powder liner with a thin metal sheet. When the lightning exploded, nitric oil would be sprinkled in all directions, causing the flames to ignite, increasing the destructive power of the lightning and prolonging the burning time of the flames.

Right now, more than a dozen of the Nitric Oil Flame Lightning had exploded, and they had slammed into the ground to form a few firewalls. Not only did the wall of fire cause the horses to lose their formation, it also allowed Ellen and the others on the distant hillside to clearly see the situation of the horses. The leader shouted, "Charge over." The knight immediately took out a black scarf from behind his waist and quickly wrapped it around the warhorse's eyes. He clamped the horse's belly tightly and urged the warhorse to rush out of the wall of fire.

Far on the hillside, Alan saw horses breaking through the flames. He quickly recovered his formation and continued to advance in their direction. Alan narrowed his eyes and said, "What do you think?"

Edward, who was standing beside him, said firmly, "It's not like a pirate group, it's more like an army. Not only are the knights well trained, but even the warhorses are pretty good. Without any signs, it's hard to tell who they are."

Alan pointed to the distant caravan and said, "There are no other caravans within a hundred miles of here. They're obviously coming for us. And they're prepared, which means they knew we were coming. Edward, would you like to make a bet with me? This must be a gift from some lord."

"Don't expect me to participate in a gamble that is obviously going to lose." Edward said in a low voice, "There are quite a few of them, about twice as many as us. What are you going to do, Lord Alan?"

"Quite a few." '"Kill them all. No survivors, no prisoners. Kill them all. Since someone has given me a gift, I won't be polite to accept it!" Alan said without hesitation. "Kill them all. No survivors, no prisoners. Kill them all!"

Fares, who was standing behind him, was shocked. He also saw the size and performance of the horse team. Not only did the opponent possess an advantage in numbers, but his combat strength was comparable to that of the empire's regular army. Under such circumstances, Alan actually wanted to swallow the other party. If he hadn't known who he was, Fares would have thought that he was crazy.

Edward ignored Fares' thoughts and simply said a few words to the bronze blade beside him. The bronze blade nodded and left. The Mountain King Warrior lifted his shield and hammer, setting up an arc-shaped defense line at the foot of the hillside. This defense line had a total of three layers. After the defensive line, the Inch Fire Archers pressed in and everyone held their guns and waited. After these archers, they were infantry soldiers.

Alan raised his hand and a few wooden piles that had been set up in front of the formation lit up the battlefield with flames. With the help of the flames, the enemy horses could clearly see that Allen's group had already set up their formation at the foot of the hill. The leader was slightly surprised. He was surprised at the efficiency of Allen's guards, but he was not afraid at all. He raised his hand and shouted, "Musketeer, get ready!"

The dozens of gunners behind the leader immediately picked up their side guns and controlled the horses with their legs, while raising their guns in anticipation. While the leader was waiting for the other party to enter the range of the musket, he was shocked to see a flash of fire on the opposite side of the hill. Then, the rough sound of the gun rang out.

The other party actually opened fire first?

Right now, the two sides were still about 500 meters away from each other. Even the newest guns in the empire were useless at this distance. However, under the night sky, the leader desperately saw the fire lines howling from the opposite side of the hill. One of the flames struck him head-on. The leader drew his saber, poured his Origin Energy into it, and slashed it under the flames. Sparks splashed everywhere, and the saber in his hand violently swung. The leader's heart trembled. The impact of the opponent's bullet was actually so terrifying!

The leader picked up the bullet with a single saber. The knight behind him did not have the ability to do so. After a round of shooting, the cavalry archers fell to their horses and died one after another, causing the leader's gaze to be incomparably heavy. They hadn't fired a single shot, but they had already lost the lives of twenty or so archers. But now, there was no way to retreat. The leader could only point his saber forward and say, "Charge! Charge!"

Right now, he could only hope to use the speed of his warhorse to charge into the enemy formation, rendering his opponent's extremely powerful musket useless. But the gunshots at the foot of the hillside rang out again. The distance between the two shots was very short, so short that there was almost no time between them to load. This was yet another desperate discovery.

However, when the second wave of gunfire was fired, the horse shooters had already entered the shooting range. Without the orders of the leader, the archer immediately launched a counterattack.

At this time, the Mountain King Warrior erected a shield wall, and the shields on the inside and outside of the shield overlapped layer by layer, protecting the Inch Fire Sagittarius behind him. Even though the other shooter was able to sweep out a series of jumping sparks on the shield wall, not even a single warrior was able to be defeated. At most, it would only scratch or hit insignificant areas, and when the enemy shooters had finished shooting, they would take advantage of the gap in their loading. The shield wall cracked open, and a ferocious flame rifle appeared again, cutting off a large portion of the enemy horses.

Fares and Rick's expressions were almost dull. They had witnessed the power of the Blazing Flame Rifle when they were in the Black Wood Forest. However, the battle at that time was too short, and it wasn't as shocking as it was now. In particular, the range of the Fiery Rifle had subverted their common sense. This was even more shocking than the power of the rifle.

Elyse, who had made up his mind to stand by and watch from the start, was also dumbstruck. His small mouth opened into an O shape and closed for a long time. Elyse couldn't believe that there was such a battlefield weapon in this world. Even though this type of rifle posed a limited threat to experts, there weren't so many experts on the battlefield. Most of them were ordinary soldiers from Origin Energy who were inferior or even had no Origin Energy.

This kind of rifle was definitely a fatal threat to ordinary soldiers!