"Puff puff!"
On the cliff covered with ice crystals, a group of knights rode their warhorses and charged forward recklessly.
The next moment, the horse's hooves slipped, and it slid all the way off the cliff, falling like a dumpling being dropped into a pot.
Despite his excellent armor, the knight's immense kinetic energy and heavy weight undoubtedly hastened his death.
"Help me!"
As he plummeted, Marquis Sirin stared angrily at the ground below, but inside he was filled with terror, his limbs trembling uncontrollably.
Then, following the sound of the erhu, he gradually raised his head and stared in astonishment at the figure hanging on the cliff face.
"I have high hopes for you."
Black Crow, holding the bouncing speaker, waved at him, grabbed the rope, and moved to the other side.
This scene was the last image of Marquis Sirin.
"Smack!"
With several heavy thuds, blood splattered, and the body was smashed to the ground, leaving a bloody mess.
His chest was pierced by a sharp spear, and when he hit the ground, all the bones in his body broke, leaving him in a near-death state.
Above, several more hot-tempered figures fell, crushing him to death.
Even if they didn't die, they were severely injured by the spears, blades, and spikes at the bottom, and then killed by the activated magic circle.
Until death,
He couldn't understand it at all.
Why would people on their own side be so desperately chasing after a speaker?!
...
"Traitors, die!"
The red wolf howled, its upper body covered in wounds and stained with blood.
This stems from a secret technique he uses; the more blood energy he consumes, the more power he gains.
"Hiss!"
The blood energy was like boiling water, bubbling with blood, emanating a chilling murderous aura.
Behind him, a dozen blurry figures emerged, gathering all their strength and pouring it into him.
The Great Mystic Arts bestowed by the Glenn family!
With a wave of his hand, he unleashed a fierce killing intent from the precious sword forged from refined iron, forcing the tyrant crocodile back!
Snowflakes fluttered down, leaving a ditch more than fifty meters long on the snow-covered ground, still bearing the lingering aura of a raging blade.
At the end, the crocodile, whose armor had been shattered by a single blow, had a shallow wound that snaked from its left shoulder to its right waist.
His face was filled with terror. Blood seeped from his forehead, and a small patch of hair along with his scalp was torn off, revealing a small, palm-sized, blurry piece of flesh.
At the same time, a dozen knights rode their iron steeds to support Red Wolf, surrounding and attacking Tyrant Crocodile.
But several scarecrows sprang out, holding back the horse's legs and allowing the crocodile to force its way out.
"General, the Marquis has disappeared."
"Ignore him."
Upon receiving intelligence from his subordinates, Red Wolf narrowed his eyes, staring at the wolf cavalrymen who were firing arrows and running away in the distance.
They lay in ambush in the ruins of Giant City and launched a surprise attack on the Blazing Knights, but what could they do?
"Bang! Bang!"
A large-scale barrier of light was erected to defend against the rain of arrows. Taking the opportunity, the officers of the Blazing Knights reorganized their troops and, under the leadership of Red Wolf, revitalized their morale.
With astonishing defense and formidable combat power, even a hail of arrows would be deflected by the armor.
So far, aside from a group of knights who were ridiculed and left, the number of casualties is less than two hundred.
This data was obtained because the magic of their own mage went out of control and accidentally injured a large number of people.
"Damn it, their defenses are too thick!"
"Hold on! For Titan City, for Lord Little Fox, we must defeat them!"
"The legion commander ordered that the scarecrow be left to cover the retreat, and the entire army withdraw!"
The wolf riders swarmed again, and a large number of scarecrows, clutching the grenades they had been given, charged forward with a "whoosh whoosh" sound, blocking the path of the Blazing Cavalry Regiment.
The wolf beneath him straightened its ears, and sensing danger, turned tail and ran.
With its strong wolf legs, it charged forward at a speed no less than that of the Blazing Horse, kicking up frost and snow.
"Hahaha, do you see that? This is the true essence of our duchy!"
With a fierce roar, Red Wolf's eyes flashed with a sharp light as he spurred his Flame Horse and led a knightly order of over seven hundred men in pursuit of the First Legion.
At the same time, he had to admit that if the Knights had been equipped with older equipment, they would have suffered heavy losses under this three-pronged attack.
These traitors caught them off guard at the start and took control of the war, putting the Knights on the defensive.
This familiar tactic is very much like the style of a military family. Its most obvious characteristic is using gunpowder barrels to cover the rear and scare away the enemy.
The opposing general is indeed quite outstanding; perhaps he is a member of this family who has been living in exile.
but,
That's all.
Anyone who blocks the duchy's path must die!
With unprecedented support from the Harvest Divine Court, the allied forces of the Three Kingdoms, who had been recuperating for over a century, launched a massive invasion.
Not only must they reclaim lost territory, but they must also conquer Constantinople.
How can a fox in tiger's skin, with its cats and dogs, possibly contend with the three duchies that have ruled for over a thousand years?!
"call out!"
Hidden arrows are hard to guard against.
The immense damage, combining both mental and physical force, tore through the armor's protection, instantly killing the fiery horse and sending it crashing to its death.
The rider who closed the distance from behind tripped over his horse and fell, triggering a chain reaction.
Blood Raven retracted his crossbow into its soul-binding armor, tilted his head to stare behind him, and pursed his lips slightly.
Currently, a three-way battle is underway, with the allied forces of the three major duchies launching a challenge against the city of Constantinople.
The various forces entrenched in the chaotic land were forced into the flames of war, forming a resistance army to resist the invasion of the three duchies for their own interests.
This is a major reshuffling of various forces.
However, within Titan City, news of the little fox's defeat of the Demon King hadn't spread widely. But as a transcendent being on the Golden Path, her appetite was undoubtedly enormous. Moreover, she was digging deeper into the ruins of Giant City to uncover even greater secrets.
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