The angels who descended into the mortal world are suffering in the world, and the commander who should have borne it all is able to survive because of it.

I don't know why, this sentence suddenly came to Ward's heart.

But he didn't have the heart to think about religious issues now, and all he needed was a sword!

Although Fang Cai had already spent a lot of physical strength, he was still unstoppable on horseback.

He barely managed to plow his way out of the crowd again, gathering the scattered knights together as much as possible.

But even so, he could only bring in such fifty or sixty men from the area where he could see the extreme, and many more knights were too deep in the enemy formation to get out.

"Captain, you can take your brothers who still have horses and go first, we can still ...... You can hold them back for a while!"

Said a knight who had fallen from his horse.

Yes, even the part of the knights who were gathered by Sword were also under siege. The Weygans, provoked by the blood of their enemies and religion, were not afraid of death.

They stepped on the fallen corpses of their companions, and step by step, they squeezed the gathering space of Sword and his knights smaller and smaller.

It wasn't until later that the big swords in the hands of the knights were even squeezed to the point where they could barely wield it.

Because as long as there is a big action, it is inevitable that there will be the possibility of hurting the companions.

Seeing this, Sword almost committed suicide with his sword in shame, but at the last moment when he picked up the sword, his fingers trembled slightly for a moment, and he still pulled the reins sharply, leading the few dozen knights from the encirclement network to flee the battlefield.

It's just that the Wiegand warriors who surrounded them were naturally unwilling to let go of the fat in their hands like this.

Although they had found that their weapons did not do much damage when they slashed at the knights on horseback, the horses under the knights' crotches looked like behemoths, but it was quite easy to injure them. So they simply beckoned their blades to the horse's legs.

Although Sword noticed this, he could only scold them for being shameless, but in fact he could not organize the behavior of these soldiers.

The fallen horses had already reminded the knights, and in this swamp, they no longer dared to lift their horses up in any way.

In fact, they were just "slowing down" among the Weegand soldiers.

Many of the Wiegand warriors who still had the stamina could run faster than them on foot.

In order to protect the captain, many knights consciously or unconsciously surrounded Sword.

As a result, Sword had more energy to observe the situation on the battlefield.

When he passed by the corpse of his own guard, he unexpectedly pulled out the red lion banner that was placed diagonally on the ground from the ground.

With his arm strength, it didn't seem to be much of a difficult task to carry a flag of less than ten kilograms with one hand after carrying the sword on his back.

But perhaps even he didn't think of it.

His inadvertent behavior had a direct impact on the situation on the battlefield.

After the ambush of Sword and his Knights, the Empire lost far more than two or three hundred heavy cavalry on the battlefield, but more of a commander, a brain, and a soul to support them to continue fighting.

After he raised the flag, almost all the Imperial soldiers who saw it resounded with a passionate war drum in their hearts.

"Look! that's the flag of the Empire!"

"Look, that's our Grand Master!"

"The Empire hasn't lost yet! Damn Wiegand!"

These speakers came from the marching camp of the Great Prus, the tent of King Peris.

The faces of the court courtiers who were originally pale regained a little blood again, and the little emperor, who had long been unable to bear the loneliness and got out of the carriage, finally stretched out his clenched fists at this moment.

"I knew the Knight Chief wouldn't just lose his life so easily. He held his other hand aloft. "Now that the battle situation is in danger, I can't live alone!"

"Of course, I won't go to the front line and create unnecessary trouble for the soldiers of the Empire, so that's the impact on them. I would like to reward my band to the soldiers on the front line, so that they can play a song "The Great Empire" for my bravest soldiers!"

Just as he was about to tighten his crotch mount, he was startled by the resolute looks of several ministers, including Valicia, the commander of the Imperial Light Cavalry.

At this moment, his hands holding the reins of the horse were also trembling.

Although he had always claimed to be a close friend of Knight Estward, at this critical juncture, he did not have the courage to go and save the Grand Master.

He now had an even heavier responsibility on his shoulders, that is, to bring back the last of the Abbasquiya's royal orthodoxy, the monarch who had been ordained by his ancestors in the capital.

Not to mention taking the life of Sword alone, even if it was the life of the whole army, he would never let his monarch be harmed in the slightest.

And just as he was still hesitating, several more knights fell from their horses.

As the Sward knights were leaving the suffocating clay, the knights were constantly increasing their speed, but in the process, many riders still died on the way.

While the courtiers fell silent, a boy who looked as holy as an angel staggered out of the knights' ranks.

Although he looked so young and acted quite impatiently, there was a trace of silence between his eyebrows.

The young man simply excused himself on the horseback quilt, and then he directly accosted the little emperor.

"Your Majesty, the minister Vedia asks for an order, and the minister is willing to lead five hundred light cavalry to rescue General Sword. ”

Perris was stunned for a moment, and then said in ecstasy, "What is your name again?"

"Knight, Knight of the Northlands, Vidia. ”

The boy replied without hesitation.

The little emperor first swallowed a mouthful of saliva and calmed down, and then after looking around at the very surprised expressions of the ministers, he said: "This is another blessing granted by Sardin to a member of the empire!"

"Holy Angel Vidia is not dead!He is just a young man!Satin still cares for us!Holy Angel, I will give you such military power now, and I must save my knight captain!"

The Emperor declared.

Valicia, who was stunned, objected with a loud voice at this moment, as if he had seen a wolf cub that had come out of nowhere, staring at Vidia as if he wanted to see him through at a glance.

"No, Your Majesty, Lord Sward left these troops all to protect you, and now this young man suddenly stood up at this time to demagoguery, in fact, he abandoned your safety and disregarded, just for his own selfish interests, he took the emperor's personal guards to go on a military adventure, which is not the same as the actions of a knight!"

"In fact, judging by his attire and age, this man should not be a knight, but a lowly knight's squire! Now, Your Majesty, allow me to put this young man to death in the name of deceit!"

As he said this, he involuntarily drew his sword in his hand.

It has to be said that in a dangerous environment, a person's behavior will change greatly from his usual appearance.

Vedia had only come into contact with the general on his previous march, and had exchanged a few military thoughts with him, and Valicia praised him for his promising, but at this time he did not hesitate to put him to death in public in order to maintain his own views.

Everyone's eyes fell on Vidia again.

Whether to tell them to trust the judgment of a general, an honorary knight, or to respect the opinion of a young man who came out of nowhere, this is naturally needless to say.

Even if Perris was hell-bent on keeping the teenager, he would have to come up with a credible piece of evidence.

After encountering this situation, although Wei Dia was nervous in his heart for a while, the movements in his hands did not slow down by half a minute.

He didn't open his mouth to explain himself, but pulled a flag from his bosom.

Of course, this is not the Blood Sword Banner of the Knight Jose, and the fact that the flag is revealed at this moment does not mean much, after all, many people already know that he is the squire of the Blood Sword Knight.

The banner he took out at this time was a huge blood-colored war hammer, and a figure outlined by golden threads was faintly visible in the war hammer.

It was a knight with a giant spear.

The squires and knights from the countryside standing around this banner were puzzled, while the nobles from the court and several grand dukes changed their faces at this moment.

Before anyone could ask, Vidia introduced herself.

"This is the banner of the vanguard officer given by the Empire to Count Marcus, the vanguard admiral of the Red Lion Knights. It's just that Master Marcus is too old to continue serving the Empire, but in addition to the status of Jose's knight's squire, I am also a knight of the Inner House who was personally canonized by Lord Marcus, and I recently learned from this lord, who gave me this banner on the basis of recognizing my ability, and asked me to contribute more to the empire on the battlefield. ”

"Are these reasons quite right?"

Although Vidia himself knew that he was half-truthful when he said this, Marcus had already died of illness in his manor, and this flag was just a relic he gave to the knight Jose, who also gave him the flag because he was worried about what uncontrollable danger Vidia would encounter on the battlefield.

It's just that in this tense situation, everyone was more shocked by the appearance of this vanguard flag, and they didn't have the heart to speculate on the truth of what Vidia said.

In the face of the authority brought by the Knights of the Southern Expedition, even a tough Duke of Valicia had to retreat under this banner.

He could only snort coldly with a suspicious look, then put the sword he had drawn into the sheath, and finally instructed in the moment when he and Vidia intertwined.

"All that is left of the empire is light cavalry, don't expect them to break through an army of thousands. And don't put this flag to shame. ”

After saying this, he raised his head and walked down the path of the rest of the cavalry, his proud eyes as if he had never had any personal contact with Vedia.

In the face of such a knight, Vidia can't say how resentful he is, but he definitely won't like it.

It's just that when he was about to set out for the battle, his mood was still a little agitated.

A tall hussar hung the banner that Vidia had pulled out and hung it on a mounted spear.

Just because the battlefield is simple, this can only be done at this moment.

Looking at the five hundred cavalry behind him, Vedia took the lead in the forefront of them.

He directly bypassed the central battlefield that was still fighting and entangled, and rushed straight to the northernmost point of the battle line.

That is, the position where the Imperial knights fell into difficulty.

And at this moment, Vidia's military adventures were also seen by Wiggan's generals.

"King Edward, these great Prussians, it seems that they are going to save their commander. If we send out a force to stop them now, we may not be able to stop them, but we can still cause them some trouble. ”

Edward, on the other hand, simply glanced at the light cavalry unit and said with some contempt.

"The will of the Great Prus is not strong enough, these cavalry are not destined to be able to make the climate, and ...... If they are allowed to save the knights, the situation may be more beneficial to us. After fighting a war for such a long time, you still don't understand that you can't push the enemy into a desperate situation, and after being cornered, even a flock of chickens who have no way out know that it's time to resist. ”

Wald took one last look at the cavalry, then only slightly strengthened his defense on the flank, and then left.

And these decisions have nothing to do with Sword for the time being.

He was still in the mire of Wiegand's pursuers.

One knight after another fell, and the weapons of the soldiers who had greeted the horse's legs were even cut off.

When he finally rushed to the edge, there were only three or four knight brothers left around him, and in this case, the war horse under his crotch was also dead.

There was a knife mark on the hind leg of his war horse, and although he insisted on carrying it for a while, it was obviously at the limit at this time.

The last few knights had to turn back to their horses.

They were only a short distance away from the camp on weekdays, but now, the distance was as if the sky had fallen......

Without Sward dispatching from it, none of them would be able to run back safely and securely, and it would be better to die here with the Knight Captain.

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