The guards approached Helrington's body tremblingly at Brent's behest.

It takes a great deal of courage.

Not only is the last line of defense crumbling, but an angry enemy could break through the line at any moment and tear him to pieces. Moreover, the seemingly dead man alone is enough to be intimidating.

In just over half an hour, the guards watched as this man fought with the mysterious Iron Giant, killing the mages and guards in the spell position to the point of blood. And their side has little ability to contain him.

The guard trembled and reached under Helrington's nose, and he didn't know where he touched it, and Helrington, who was propped up on the hilt of his sword, shook slightly, and suddenly frightened the guard into a pale face.

Seeing that there was no more movement from Helrington, he cautiously put it back on with a sad face, and this time it was smooth to test his snort.

After about ten seconds, he was overjoyed, and the battlefield where he shouted to kill the heavens could not hide his joyful voice.

"He's dead! he's dead!" he shouted as he stumbled toward his camp with his hands dancing and stumbling, "he's been killed by the Forest—"

'Everything', that was Helrington's admitting of Charlotte's abilities before he died, but the ecstatic guard took Charlotte's nickname and cheered.

Brent was stunned, but he would not let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, he also raised his arms and shouted, "Charlotte has heroically killed the dead Herrington on the battlefield, your temple leader is dead, surrender and not kill!"

The guards guarding Brent shouted in unison, 'Surrender or Kill,' and by the way, the name of 'Senluo Wanxiang' was inexplicably placed on Charlotte's head.

After all, compared to the self-styled 'Mobile Library' of the Icewind Castle Mage Group, no matter how you look at it, it is also recognized by the famous Helrington as having a higher reputation.

The cheers shook the wilderness, and the Rocente soldiers who were fighting fiercely shouted the slogan 'Kill the dead, and those who surrender will not be killed'. In the era of cold weapons, the vanguard officer who was on an equal footing with the commander of the legion and the prestige was killed, which greatly shaken the morale of Hossente.

Brent picked up Charlotte, who was drenched in blood and lying on the ground, and he held Charlotte's hand tightly and nodded at him wordlessly. The military doctors behind him rushed up and bandaged Charlotte's wounds.

"How's it going?"

Charlotte looked at the heavy figures circling around him, the massive blood loss on his shoulders, the lack of magic energy pools and the sea of consciousness, and the erosion of divine power made him gradually blur. But he still had a strong spirit, and he still remembered the promise he made to Brent.

"Don't worry, we can win!" Brent looked at the crumbling defensive line, and turned back to Charlotte with a confident smile.

"That's good......," Charlotte said, unable to hold on to her fainting.

"El!" called out to the silver-haired young girl, who was ragged and covered in blood and dust, and turned her head at the words, baring her teeth angrily at Brent.

Brent didn't care, he approached Elle, and whispered in the latter's disgusted evasion, "Protect Charlotte, and if we fail, take him away!"

El's expression finally calmed down, and she snorted, "I don't need you to say that I'll do it too!"

Brent looked into the distance, and with the help of his telescope, he was able to observe that Truman's home formation was equally chaotic.

"It's up to you, Hoyle and Nell!"

"The target is Truman! Kill ——!"

Hoyle shouted loudly as he commanded Truman, who was dancing the military flag.

In a short period of time, Truman's own army was bleeding and corpses were piled up.

The elite light cavalry of Losente charged desperately under the leadership of the knights, the fallen warriors turned over in pain and threw themselves into battle, the wounded riders did not retreat, and the soldiers who lost their weapons bit their opponents' throats with their teeth.

They are death squads! They are also the most trusted elite regiment of Locente! Unlike the vast majority of soldiers who have no understanding of the situation on the battlefield, they know their mission and understand their mission!

Only if it succeeds, Rosente can be saved!

With this mentality of success or benevolence, they broke through Truman's main formation in a short period of time, turning the original battle into a melee, killing and wounding a large number of enemies, but also leaving behind a lot of corpses.

Under the desperate attack of the Locente Ambush Legion, they finally cut through Truman's main formation, but there were also few remaining warriors, and they fought with the knights around Truman.

The battle was once again scorched, and the few remaining warriors on both sides were scuffling on the high ground. Hoyle was unable to reach Truman's side, and just as he was depressed, there was a roar behind him, and Nel stabbed through one of the knights who was blocking in front of him.

As soon as Nell threw his spear and drew his sword, Hoyle was supported, gasping for breath and angrily asked, "What are you doing!"

"I can't watch my brother bleed and do nothing myself!" Nell roared angrily, pointing his sword at Truman, "Charge! Charge!"

Truman also saw Nell in front of him, and he motioned for the mages to attack Nell, and the mages on both sides were just about to cast spells, but they were countered by two girls who rushed up the slope after them.

Vivien and Lolita were covered in sweat, and in order not to interfere with the casting action, they only wore leather armor, which was covered with blood and their small faces were covered with dirt. The two girls watched Nell charge, and had to curse and sprint after him.

Vivien gritted her teeth and pulled out the spell scroll Charlotte had written down from her belt. It was Charlotte's unique spell, Immersturm, and with Vivien's strength at this time, even using spell scrolls was quite burdensome. But seeing that Nell was in danger, the girl who secretly promised took out a life-saving scroll.

The orbs flickered, and she gritted her teeth and pointed at the mage, and as soon as she made a move, Vivien felt that Immersturm had a tendency to get out of control. She tried her best to use her mind to control the magic ball and push it forward, and the out-of-control magic ball didn't fly far before it collided and exploded in the air, and the girls were thrown down the slope by the frightened war horse and fell dizzy.

The mage's shield prevented them from taking any more damage, and when the explosion passed, the two women looked up and were immediately frightened.

The out-of-control Immersturmite landed in the clash between the two armies, causing heavy casualties. There were mutilated corpses everywhere, broken hands, feet, heads, and organs scattered all over the ground, and a piece of the ground was blown up, and the charred, corroded corpses inside were gurgling with blood.

The warriors on both sides suffered heavy casualties due to out-of-control spells, but Vivien's final push was closer to Hostent, and Truman's guards suffered more losses than their allies who were accidentally wounded. In addition to a few mages who were blown to pieces, a gap was blown out of the defensive line.

Truman could no longer wave his flag, and he was lucky enough to avoid the heart of Immersturm, only to be blown under his horse by a hurricane.

It was precisely because of the difficulty of controlling the power of the scroll that Vivien did not dare to use this killer weapon in the melee. Her eyes were red, and she anxiously searched the chaotic battlefield for Nell's traces. But he saw a young man struggling to push away the war horse that was pressing on him, and staggered to his feet from the corpses on the ground.

That man was Nell!

As soon as he saw that a gap had been blown out in the defensive line, he immediately seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, adjusted his body in a few steps, and quickly rushed towards Truman, whose right leg was crushed by the war horse, with his sword.

There was chaos around Truman, and several wounded knights tried to stop Nell, but were stopped by Hoyle and Mallory, who were faster. Hoyle couldn't take any orders anymore, and when he saw that the guards around Truman were about to surround the three people who were deep in the formation, he roared, "Kill him!"

That's exactly what Nell had in mind!

The young knight struck a sword from the guard who rushed from the side with his shoulder armor, and stepped out with severe pain. He saw the horrified look on his family's enemy, and the old man opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something.

Nell felt a trance in his mind, and he roared and swung a sword at Truman's neck with a fierce face!