On the side of Constance Plains, the eight thousand armored knights of the Russo family have already attacked the hinterland of the Axe Legion from the flanks.

"Watch out for the sides! there's enemy cavalry!" said O'Nein, who was trapped in the battle group, and hurriedly reminded the soldiers behind him.

Such an anti-cavalry expert as the Crazy Axe Legion naturally could not suffer a loss in front of the cavalry of the Russo family.

The berserk axe warriors leaning on the outermost side of the roof attacked the armored knights in a single axe attack. I saw that the red whirlwind from the flaming battle axe blew again, like a fire phoenix spreading its wings, spreading its wings left and right.

Beneath the flame wings was the panicked armored knight.

Their fate was much worse than that of the knight in golden armor. After all, the golden armor of the Startling Salamander Legion is expensive, and its defensive ability can be called top-notch, even so, it can't be chiseled by the flaming axe.

Therefore, how can the silver armor of Russo's cavalry, which has average defensive ability, withstand such destruction?

Immediately there were corpses cut open by the flaming battle axe, some cracked left and right, with an axe embedded in the middle, some cut up and down, the wounds were flat and terrifying, and blood gushing wantonly into the sky, and the intestines flowed outward, giving off the smell of old cheese mixed with feces and blood, which was really smelling like death.

Even if McNee didn't have much hope for the Russo cavalry, he didn't expect his ally to be so vulnerable.

These 8,000 armored knights were wiped out before they could get close to the Axe Legion.

The Russo family did indeed "behave" well in front of McNee.

This made the old barrel McNee understand two truths: first, Looney is not omnipotent, and second, allies are unreliable.

In fact, McNee has long understood these truths. It's just that the terrifying scene in front of him is just reality emphasizing it to him again. It's as if the truths that are engraved in people's hearts are always easy to be put on the back burner. If it weren't for the lessons to tear those wounds open over and over again, or as if they didn't experience the pain of remorse, people would forget them. Therefore, those who are constantly vigilant about themselves can live long in the world, after all, many lessons come at the cost of life.

Fortunately, the sword and shield warriors of the Ferma family, who rushed to the front line, finally helped the stunning salamander mercenary group that was in a difficult battle. Originally, in the frenzied close-quarters grinding, the number of people had dropped to only 8,000 people, and the salamander mercenary group was in danger. With these six thousand sword and shield warriors replenished, they could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

On the side of the Crazy Axe Legion, there are only about 10,000 people left. However, at this time, their morale was still high, after all, they had only dealt with the armored knights who had come to send them to death.

At this time, it has reached the final stage of the double wrestling, and the victory or defeat depends on which is more powerful, the 10,000 Crazy Axe Army or the 14,000-odd Tyrell Alliance.

When it comes to white-knuckle combat, the Axe Legion is still slightly superior. If they continue to fight like this, they will probably win. But the Crazy Axe Legion has been fighting from early morning to noon, and whether it can continue to consume physical strength is a question.

After all, the sword and shield warriors who have newly joined the battle line on McNee's side are full of vitality and fighting spirit. Although the combat strength of these 6,000 people may not be good, the victory lies in the abundance of physical strength.

Therefore, in this big battle to decide who is the number one force in the Duchy of Burr, it is still unknown who will die.

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But at this moment, the north side of the battlefield

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, smoke and dust billowed out, apparently a large group of people arrived.

At this time, an uninvited guest came?

McNee and O'Nein looked at the north side at the same time with strange looks, and saw a delicate figure on a white horse at the head.

I saw that she was dressed in dark carved armor, holding a sword of ice paulownia wood staff in her hand, and her blonde and blue-eyed appearance was not the only daughter of the Marquis of Eru, Teresia.

Now the Constance Plains are lively.

The Marquis of Eru, who had always been reluctant to take sides, was finally about to make a move.

Theresia brought with it a light horse, which should have numbered around five thousand. As soon as she received the news of the war between Oonein and McNee on the Plains of Constance yesterday, she had traveled from the starry night in Newfando.

When Count Onein saw that it was his own people who had rushed to the battlefield, he laughed arrogantly: "Hahaha, my niece has come to my aid!

McNee frowned at the light cavalry to the north, his face stagnant.

However, Theresia looked coldly at the chaotic battlefield in front of her, and did not respond to her uncle at all.

She waited for her five thousand light horsemen to assemble and raised the staff in her hand.

I saw the guard Qi Yue beside her, wearing ink-colored armor and a dark indigo light armor, leading the five thousand light horsemen behind him to charge.

In addition to not covering their faces, these light horses are dressed up in a costume.

Therefore, this blue and dark cavalry, after charging, looked like a pitch-black war spear, and like a cloud like a needle, projected onto the battlefield.

And the spear was pointing at the left flank of the Axe Legion!

This is something that no one could have imagined.

"Theresia, you're crazy!" said Ornein, his eyes wide, and he roared toward the north.

"Quick! Prepare on the left flank! Catch this wave of cavalry!" The Count reacted quickly, and hurriedly gave orders to the berserk axe warriors on the left flank.

Although Oonein was angry and couldn't understand what medicine his niece had taken wrong, he couldn't help but show a look of disdain when he saw that the cavalry led by Qi Yue was just some light horsemen. After all, the mad axe warrior who has been trained by him for many years has a first-class anti-riding ability, where would he be afraid of this level of charge.

Then the stunned scene unfolded.

The flaming tomahawks that came out with the wind didn't knock down any of the light riders, not even hit.

Because those flying out of the battle axes were actually "caught" by these knights!

With the sprinting speed of the light horseman, plus the speed at which the flaming battle axe flies out, it is self-evident how fast the two are relative to each other.

But at such a speed, these light knights actually caught the oncoming flaming axe with one hand.

It's incredible!

Not to mention how good their martial arts strength is, just the swift reaction, the terrifying power in the palm of the wrist when holding the handle of the axe, is this still a human body?

But they just did.

So at the moment when Oenein and the left flank of the Axe Regiment were stunned, this light cavalry had already rushed into the hinterland of the Axe Legion with lightning speed.

At this moment, the Wild Axe Legion was in chaos.

Countless Axe warriors were killed by the trampling of these 5,000 light horses.

This pitch-black "war spear" pierced the flame-colored position in this way.

McNee watched from a distance, also speechless. He didn't expect that the only daughter of the Marquis of Eru would actually bring cavalry to help him?

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He really couldn't figure this out, but he wouldn't let go of the fleeting fighter plane in front of him.

"Everyone, press on, take advantage of the moment, and destroy them in one fell swoop!" McNee ordered in a loud voice to the 14,000-odd coalition troops.

As a result, the Shocking Salamander Mercenary Regiment, mixed with the sword and shield warriors of the Ferma family, surrounded the chaotic Wild Axe Battle Regiment.

However, when these people surrounded the Axe Legion, they regretted it.

It turned out that the pitch-black war spear did not stop at all.

It went from west to east, made a detour, and began to charge again.

And this time it's targeting - the Tyrells coalition.

Now O'Nein and McNee can see that Marquis Eru doesn't want anyone to help, this is the rhythm of the two of them.

It turned out that the Marquis of Eru had been holding back all these years, sitting and watching the Count of Aunein and the Philodius family lead the way, often playing a cowardly peacemaker to mediate between the two parties, in fact, he was waiting for such an opportunity.

However, the two of them really thought that the Marquis of Eru was too terrible and dark, and it was Theresia who actually came to the army behind all this.

Don't look at this girl's young age and sweet appearance, she is actually a careerist with a strategic belly and a deep sense of the city.

She has been waiting for this opportunity to get rid of these two henchmen in the Duchy of Burr in one fell swoop.

She knew better than anyone that only by cutting off the nobles of Zantz and the wine merchants of Tyrell could she truly rule the Duchy of Burr.

The pitch-black spear, as if carrying her determination and ambition, shuttled freely across the Constant Plains.

The Axe Legion was crushed, and the Salamander Mercenary Group did not make any effective counterattack, so the sword and shield warriors of the Ferma family had little to resist.

These five thousand light horsemen harvested the battlefield so strangely, expressionlessly, and swiftly as the wind.

The knights brought by Theresia could not see the excitement of killing in their faces at all, not at all, and they could even see them as puppets made out of magic power, mechanically completing the slaughter.

From west to east, the positions of O'Nein and McNee were pierced by this thick ink, and the tragedy of losing their lives, the screams that shouted to the heavens and the earth, seemed to be swallowed up by the oppression in the ink.

It can even be said that these 5,000 people are quiet for the harvest of the battlefield, so quiet that they can only hear the "whoosh" sound whistling in their ears.

This quiet, dark, and ruthless "war spear" swept in front of everyone's eyes, taking thousands of lives in a daze.

If there is anyone who can still be as calm as water when he sees this scene, it is only Theresia standing alone in the north. I saw her sitting safely on the white horse, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, staring at her "Golem Army", sweeping the battlefield like a wind, they were like a long sword in the bleak autumn, destroying the withering and decaying, breaking the fallen leaves and dusk, and reaching the coldness of people's hearts.

This coldness penetrated deeply into the hearts of the Earl of Onein and the old barrel McNee, and the two of them would not have guessed that this would be the end of the day.

Rusty, who was fighting hard in the air, and those small axe warriors, looked at everything that was happening below in amazement, speechless. They didn't fight again, the confusion was like a wave that didn't reach their heads, soaking their bodies and consciousness, they all lost their purpose in an instant, and they were shocked and panicked.

Just when Theresia felt a sense of comfort and heroism in her heart, this was destined to be a lively battlefield, and there were still uninvited guests in the southwest.

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